<?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-13403287</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:31:35.589-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shallow Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>America at it's finest, a self-centered, self-loathing, self-indulgent, and apathetic diatribe of inconsistencies and hypocrisy.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-114256761801937499</id><published>2006-03-16T21:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T01:22:17.973-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So I noticed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So here is an odd observation that I’ve made. One might call it an odd phenomenon or simply coincidence. I however tend to think of it as some great sociological defect. Well I suppose some info might be helpful for you to understand what I’m talking about. You see I live not only in the country of the United States of America but in the state of Texas. A state that is infamous (at least in the States) for its spirit off fierce individuality and independence.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A state with egos as big as their belt buckles or hats. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;This occurrence that I’m building up to is the fact that with in close proximity of each other and occurring at several sites is the alignment of thee establishments. Not specific business but types of businesses that any sane person I believe would not place together. A bank, a liquor store, and last but not least…a gun store. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Is that not just asking, hell begging for trouble? I mean whose idea was it to provide people with “liquid courage” arms and a building filled with money? I don’t think I can think of three establishments that should be kept apart than this combination. Can you? Well maybe a pre-school, a prison, and a car lot but other than that is there a worse combination?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-114256761801937499?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/114256761801937499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=114256761801937499' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/114256761801937499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/114256761801937499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-i-noticed_114256761801937499.html' title='So I noticed...'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-114189105175166529</id><published>2006-03-09T01:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T01:57:31.776-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Candygram</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I got into this argument with a friend of mine today, nothing serious but funny enough to share with you. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Some background - my friend is Catholic and it is Lent so he has to give something up he chose “candy”. I myself am not religious so I do find this practice curious. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyway so I’m over at his house today watching t.v., actually I spent the entire day over there we had lunch and everything. We were finishing watching the second season of Smallville and he casually reaches inside a bag he had in his room and pulls out a box of “fruit snacks” and asks if I want to try them. (he had bought them earlier that day at the dollar store). I said sure and as soon as he handed me my packet I opened it and threw one into my mouth. As I started chewing he was going to open his packet and it hit me. Here it is 8 days into Lent and he was about to break his vow or whatever you call it. You see the “fruit snacks” are basically gummi-bears with a juicy center. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The debate was if they would be classified as “candy” or not. I was like “Dude you can’t eat these it’s candy”. He gave me the funniest shocked look and replied “no, it’s a fruit snack” while pointing to the box. I almost fell over laughing. We then spent the next 10 min. locked in a debate on what is or is not a candy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;I told him he was a bad catholic, and that he was going to burn in hell, but it wouldn’t be because he ate gummi-bears during Lent and stole his box of candy.(actually I gave him a dollar for it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-114189105175166529?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/114189105175166529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=114189105175166529' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/114189105175166529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/114189105175166529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2006/03/candygram.html' title='Candygram'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-114108391982463467</id><published>2006-02-27T17:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T17:45:19.840-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooperate America</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;So I’m working overtime the other day, and it’s about seven or so hours into my shift, when I come to a funny yet depressing realization. I spend my entire weekend taping stickers to items…that’s right I don’t place stickers on anything, I tape them. How redundant is that to tape a sticker to something? It would be different if like on one type of item I taped the sticker to, but not all but one. Why do we even print on sticker labels if we aren’t going to freaking use them as stickers?!?  Then they keep on telling us not to recieve low doller items because of the cost of printing off the reciepts. Well hey I have an idea that may cut down on cost...print on regular paper if we're just going to tape the damn things. I laugh everytime they mention cutting costs and ask if we have any ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-114108391982463467?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/114108391982463467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=114108391982463467' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/114108391982463467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/114108391982463467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2006/02/cooperate-america.html' title='Cooperate America'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-114083447573140840</id><published>2006-02-24T20:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T20:27:55.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cog in the Machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I was cleaning out an e-mail and I found a certain one (I’m looking at you Penguin) and thought yeah, you know I don’t even know if those blogs I started are even still up, turns out they are. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If you wondering where I’ve been well I sorta quite because I was working full time had school and other ventures – yeah that all flamed out. Now I’m a soulless cog in the machine (a.k.a. I work in a factory). This is the worst kind of work possible.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I work in the receiving portion of the parts returned (aka broken) plant.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I stand for 12 hr/day opening boxes and sorting the contents for Dell Computers. I’m not an official Dell employee I’m just a temporary worker but I’ll have the job for a couple of more months.(maybe). &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Nothing has ever brought into sharper focus the need for a career like having this job has. I wake up at 3:40 in the morning to get ready and I don’t get home to past 6 pm. It is so boring that I can fell it grinding down my soul as well as my body. Other than that I’m about the same.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Today’s thought of the day. Why do they call it a pair of pants? It is only one garment, a shirt has two sleeves you don’t call it a pair of shirts.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-114083447573140840?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/114083447573140840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=114083447573140840' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/114083447573140840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/114083447573140840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2006/02/cog-in-machine.html' title='Cog in the Machine'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-112804050985577857</id><published>2005-09-29T19:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T19:35:09.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Only in suburbia</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What pray tell could have brought me back after my extended absence into the abyss? Well something happened to me the other day and I found it down right freaking hilarious. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;My story starts out pretty ironic to begin with as I was at a Blockbuster to pick up a movie for a friend…what that not ironic to you, well what if I told you my friend works at a Blockbuster…just not the one that had the movie he wanted. Anyway when I was there I asked for an application for employment (my friend told me that the manager was going to be hiring soon), and the girl obliged me. Then she noticed my shirt (I had just gotten off of work from Goodwill) and she asked me if I worked at the one down the street. I said yes, and then she asked if they were hiring…only in suburbia, she didn’t even realize what had just transpired. I told her we weren’t as I tried not to laugh out loud as I made my way out the door. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-112804050985577857?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/112804050985577857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=112804050985577857' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112804050985577857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112804050985577857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2005/09/only-in-suburbia_29.html' title='Only in suburbia'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-112590643917235104</id><published>2005-09-05T02:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T02:47:19.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ah, yes once more unto the breech dear friend, I am taking my last class at the educational institution the I am currently attending, thus meaning that I am going to have to figure out a way to go to a real college now, that and figure out what I am going to do with the rest of my life. The last class that I have to take is a Biology class, shouldn’t be much of a problem, I used to be really good a science I actually wanted to be a scientist when I was little. However on the first day of class I already have several assignments to do including two essays, and another assignment, plus I have to down load lecture notes as well as read two chapters in the text, I’m entirely to lazy to accomplish all of that.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Job is going well, I got paid last Friday and I’m already broke, plus I don’t get paid again for two weeks and the concert is before that, so I’ll have to borrow some more money from the parental units to cover expenses for the concert, like t-shirts and such, (it is a compulsion I have to buy a t-shit at every concert I go to). &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;I have a cell phone now, I have never had one before. I went through a lot of trouble to get my ringer to be the theme song from the television show “Airwolf”. I had to find and download it in MP3 format, then I had to find and download a program that would allow me to cut it up and still save it as a MP3. Then I had to download a program to transfer it to my phone through a data cable, (I don’t want to be charged for e-mailing it to my phone). All of the ringers that I made and transferred except for the one that I wanted most. It is all crackle-y and cuts out, it pisses me off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-112590643917235104?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/112590643917235104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=112590643917235104' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112590643917235104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112590643917235104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-still-here.html' title='I&apos;m still here...'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-112516025845090149</id><published>2005-08-27T11:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T11:30:58.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi-Ho Hi-Ho it's off to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Work is well, work – I’m getting better and faster at it, well I suppose that that will be put to the test today (Saturday being the busiest day and all, last Saturday was a fluke I’m told). I was afraid of working during the week because I was there by myself on the hardlines, but I think that I actually like it better now, plus when you open you only have to work like five hours. I’ve only been there a week and I’ve already requested a day off, well actually just the night off. I have tickets to go see Foo Fighters/Weezer on the 14&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of September so I requested that I not work that night, but being as I’ve only been there a week I didn’t request off the whole day just the night I said that I could come in and open. Also if this had been either of my last two jobs I would have requested off the next day as well, but I don’t think that would be such a wise decision at this juncture. I have already sorta gotten in trouble, not real trouble just made my boss roll his eyes, you see someone donated stilts, not incredibly tall ones but stilts none the less and I was “testing them to see if they were worthy of going out on the floor” when he walked back into my area and caught me. He looked at me and I just stepped off of them and asked “Do we sell stilts here?”, “Yeah, but you have to tape them together real good otherwise we’ll have people in the store…well doing what you’re doing.”. Right, my bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-112516025845090149?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/112516025845090149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=112516025845090149' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112516025845090149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112516025845090149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2005/08/hi-ho-hi-ho-its-off-to.html' title='Hi-Ho Hi-Ho it&apos;s off to...'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-112469353179247341</id><published>2005-08-22T01:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T01:52:11.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah, the old rituals</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Now that I have rejoined the ranks of the gainfully employed and am no longer simply a drain on society I find myself once again in that ritual that the workingman is so accustomed to. Counting down till my days off, I have one tomorrow in fact and so to celebrate I’m drunk and watching the television that I recorded on my DVR when I was at work or training and unable to watch it. Ahh the simple joy of knowing that I don’t have to work tomorrow, as I kick back slam another beer and watch another CSI, man I’m glad to be working again, and a couple of Tuesdays from now I’ll once again know the joy of being a consumer and going down every Tuesday and buying new movies, of all the things that I had to give up because of money that is the one I miss the most, adding to my DV D collection. Well I’ve got a lot of catching up to do as far as my television shows go so I’ll let you go, work by the way is going fine but next week I get to work by myself so that should be interesting, piece.  &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-112469353179247341?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/112469353179247341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=112469353179247341' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112469353179247341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112469353179247341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2005/08/ah-old-rituals.html' title='Ah, the old rituals'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-112450834231421300</id><published>2005-08-19T22:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T22:25:42.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prima Dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;So my first day is complete, and I have figured out that I am a “hardline production floor”…um person. Which means that it is my job to sort out donations we get into first two categories hardline and softline. Softline donations are basically those that can be folded (clothes, and linens), hardline donations are those donations that don’t fall into this category. (purses, shoes, furniture, glassware, kitchenware, knick-knacks, pictures/wall hangings and everything else) Then as my job suggests I further sort the hardline into smaller groups then price them for the floor. I am having some trouble pricing right now, as I don’t know what we are supposed to or can charge for items. Today I suppose I did alright, I kept asking the other guy what to price things but he didn’t seem to mind, I gave him a couple of my sodas for being such a nice fellow. While I was there we took over 30+ donations, and they tell me that tomorrow is the busiest day of the week and we will handle 4 times as many donations, so that means roughly 120 donations, during my shift alone, not to mention what ever the first shift didn’t deal with. We got out early today I don’t foresee that happening again tomorrow. There will be two more guys working along with the two of us that were working tonight so I don’t think that tomorrow will be much like today was, I’ll probably be doing one specific thing like sorting into totes or accepting donations at least I kinda hope. (I hope that I can get out of pricing, as that is probably what I’m worst at right now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-112450834231421300?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/112450834231421300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=112450834231421300' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112450834231421300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112450834231421300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2005/08/prima-dia.html' title='Prima Dia'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-112443178842331868</id><published>2005-08-19T01:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T01:09:48.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am trained</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Yeah so thank the gods that training is over, seeing the sun come up was horrible. I mean that was way too much sunlight for my system. I start actual work tomorrow, I am so happy with my schedule I work from 1:00PM to 9:30PM, and the place is so close that I can even sleep till noon and still make it down there early. I don’t really know what I’ll be doing tomorrow, I hope I’ll get a bit of time with another employee so that I can get the specifics of what we get the most donations of and pricing policy but who knows, I could just be thrown to the wolves. Yeah three days of training and I still have no idea what the fuck I’m going to do tomorrow, the training was pretty basic a little of this a little of that so I assume that my job title or description will not be very concrete, but fluid. I really hope that I don’t get put out on register, when we were doing the training the trainer wasn’t really watching me so I don’t know if I was ringing stuff up right, I mean I can run a register but I don’t know anything about stuff that is specific to them, like tax exempt status and stuff like that. The one thing that they stressed in the training was “customer service” and that is noting new to me, I used to be a waiter – if I didn’t have good customer service I didn’t pay my bills. The guy told me when I applied that I’d be working in the loading/donation door so I think I’ll be sorting/pricing/pulling basically the process behind the store, which I’m fine with—no happy with. Well I guess I’ll see how it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-112443178842331868?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/112443178842331868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=112443178842331868' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112443178842331868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112443178842331868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-am-trained.html' title='I am trained'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-112417748677235580</id><published>2005-08-16T02:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T02:31:26.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn Sheep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Holy Mary mother of God, so I had job orientation/training today for Goodwill Industries, I’m going to be the guy who unloads you car when you pull up. Anyway I had training this morning and for the next two days. Well I’m riding a bus down there because I don’t like to drive in that part of town, because of the traffic. So I had to get up a 5:40 in the morning to get to the busses on time. However if you read my last post you know that going to sleep for me is not the easiest thing, well I went to sleep around 2:00 am and slept for around 1.5 hours, I then preceded to just lay there wishing the I hadn’t woken up till it was actually time to get up, I mean I might have slipped into unconsciousness maybe 20 min. for the rest of the night, then I had to sit in a room and listen to presentations and watch videos all freaking day. Not to bad on a regular day but man towards the end (about 4:00pm man I was feeling it), I actually passed out on the bus on the way home. When I got here I just pretty much went to sleep immediately, I figure even if I only slept thee hours in the evening it would be twice as much as I got last night. I actually slept 5 hours, so I’m just going to spend the rest of my time fucking off till I have to get ready to go to bus station again, I mean it has to be easier I got 4 times the sleep that I had yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-112417748677235580?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/112417748677235580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=112417748677235580' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112417748677235580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112417748677235580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2005/08/damn-sheep.html' title='Damn Sheep'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-112377540994763603</id><published>2005-08-11T10:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T10:50:09.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting Sheep...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Man I think I’ve come down with Insomnia, or however one contracts it. I keep telling myself that I’m going to go to sleep earlier and earlier but my body keeps denying me and keep staying up later and later. Like yesterday I couldn’t go to sleep until somewhere around 7am, now it is 10:30am and I know I won’t be asleep for another couple of hours. Hell I even tried to go to sleep early tonight by getting drunk I figured that that would help, you know at least pass out or something but no, around three in the morning I realized that it wasn’t working and ate a sandwich and have just been sitting here ever since. Next week I’ve got to go to these orientations for a job and I have to get to where I can go to sleep in the evening so that I’m not dead tiered when I’m supposed to be getting up. I know what your thinking just turn the computer off and go lay down, well that doesn’t work trust me, I can tell when I can go to sleep and now is not the time I would just lay there and wish I could go to sleep then this weird thought thing happens where I just lay there thinking of all this crap that I don’t want to think about and it upsets me or angers me which just goes to keep me awake longer, no it is better that I’m up and doing something until I get sufficiently tired to go to bed. Going to bed late is nothing new for me but not like this, usually I go to sleep around 3am, if I’m up till 4 I’ll watch Lupin the Third and then go to sleep but I just can’t now. Hell I guess I’ll try to stay up till this evening and see if I can get a good nights sleep that way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-112377540994763603?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/112377540994763603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=112377540994763603' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112377540994763603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112377540994763603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2005/08/counting-sheep.html' title='Counting Sheep...'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-112305685533628990</id><published>2005-08-03T03:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T03:14:15.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you spell addiction?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Man (used as a general term) can be addicted to many things. That I’m sure is no surprise, as you walk through life you have surely seen the countless hordes of people walking like zombies with blankness in there eyes and their next bump the only thought in their heads. I’m not just talking smack junkies or alcoholics either man has enslaved himself to many an object. I myself am riddled with addictions but I didn’t start this little diatribe to talk about my many weaknesses, I did it to talk about Justabitch’s. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So my Mother bought me Civilization III for my birthday a couple of months ago. Now I’ve played it from time to time and Justabitch is over here all the time watching crappy MTV series and playing his Xbox, which he has hooked up in my room. Well I guess he beat the last two games that he has beaten (he has a major hard on for War Games/FPSs) and he needed something to do so he asks if he can play mine and of course I let him. Well two days latter he has played over 27 hours and beaten it on easy. He is now playing through it again because the first time he won by being the greatest civilization at the end of the turn limit, not by any of the victory criteria so he extended the turn limit out to the max and is going all out in this try. He even decided to not go to war until he had bombers and missiles (if you never played the game you start out in the stone age where you have to discover the wheel). &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I think that that alone is enough to qualify for addiction; I mean he has played over 30+ hours since he started and it has only been four days plus he has a full time job. But this is actually not unusual for him either, I mentioned that he beat the last two games that he bought and I don’t just mean play through once I mean on the hardest level. I have seen him beat 5 games in two weeks, one of them was Jade Empire. Each game takes at least 8 hours to beat, most of them took more some took over 30 hours. So does this make him addicted?&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;What about this is this a bad addiction? Is this going to “rot his brain” like so many of the congressmen think. What if I told you Justabitch is an alcoholic well a likely alcoholic. If he isn’t over here playing video games he will be out in clubs and bars getting drunk and doing the many things that inebriated people do. I’ve had him stumble into my house and pass out on the kitchen floor and seen him go through hundreds of dollars in a weekend, that is what he would be doing if not for video games. Is this just substitution of addiction or a legitimate way of keeping himself out of trouble? What say you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-112305685533628990?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/112305685533628990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=112305685533628990' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112305685533628990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112305685533628990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2005/08/how-do-you-spell-addiction.html' title='How do you spell addiction?'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-112205996749557838</id><published>2005-07-22T14:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T14:19:27.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Um...title of paragraph</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well I’m all but done with that Bio class, one unit left and all of my grades have been above an 88 thank god, (not really it is just an expression – cause seriously how funny would it be to thank God for doing well on a test over evolution – irony is I bet people do it). I went fishing with my dad last weekend and we lost the anchor, we got hung in the middle of the jetties and it was storming and these huge (ok like 4-5 foot) waves were threatening the boat so we had to cut the line, but we did manage to catch some fish after that, we tied up to a well in the bay and caught some trout. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A storm blew out my one of my Grandpa’s tv’s and the one he had to replace it from a back bedroom was kind of old and it didn’t get any of the channels past 29. So to fix it I hooked up a VCR and ran the cable through that but now you need two remotes to operate the set up and they keep calling me and I have to walk them through the process of it all when it gets messed up. (like to never change the channel of the tv, and hitting tv/vcr on the VCR to get the signal to come from the VCR and problems like that) Man they should never try to operate my set up, I have to have like four remotes around me at all times. One for the TV, the DVR, Surround Sound, VCR and if I want to watch a DVD one for that to.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Well that was mighty pointless, I think…well as you can tell I don’t really I just type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-112205996749557838?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/112205996749557838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=112205996749557838' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112205996749557838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112205996749557838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2005/07/umtitle-of-paragraph.html' title='Um...title of paragraph'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-112129766894383863</id><published>2005-07-13T18:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T18:34:28.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Dude I’m pissed, I’m in this distance-learning course for Biology (Life on Earth) – yes it is a simple class to put me over the requirements for science. It’s distance learning so I have to rent these tapes from the library and watch them, then go to the testing center and take a test over the material. The first one went fine (actually the second one because someone else had the tapes for the first test) and I got a 98. I just went to take the real first one and I got a damn 88…A FUCKING 88. My inner child weeps. Yes an 88 is a decent grade but…I’m better than that in this subject for fuck’s sake I used to watch programs like the one I’m watching for fun on the Discovery Channel. I need an A in this class to raise my GPA back to a 3.5 and grades like an 88 aren’t going to help now are they. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-112129766894383863?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/112129766894383863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=112129766894383863' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112129766894383863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112129766894383863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2005/07/damn.html' title='Damn'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-112089111715476889</id><published>2005-07-09T01:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T01:38:37.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Wow this is just amazing I had to share it. I have some family (a uncle and a couple of cousins) working up in Pittsburgh. Anyway I was talking to my mom and she mentioned them and that they had some plans. As it turns out my cousin Mike is going to go see a baseball game and my uncle and the other cousin are not. Their plans (and this is the funny part) are to go to the Olive Garden and then tour some brewery. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That is so weak, you’re in that part of the country and you’re going to eat Italian food at the mother lovin’ Olive Garden. That is like going to NYC and eating pizza at Pizza Hut, it’s retarded. Your telling me that that is the best Italian eatery you can find, you freaking hicks! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-112089111715476889?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/112089111715476889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=112089111715476889' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112089111715476889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112089111715476889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-family.html' title='My Family'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-112085239092724628</id><published>2005-07-08T14:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T14:53:10.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Past(it's)time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Baseball, I hate it. That is pretty much my thoughts on that. I mean it is so boring to watch, I don’t even know how long games are they seem to go on forever. I just can’t sit that long and wait for the one or two exciting moments that occurs in a game. I mean shit even the “Top 10 Plays” from Sportscenter sometimes features some pretty dull ass baseball plays, which I assume means that the baseball games of that day sucked so much that that is the best they can do. I would rather watch golf than baseball. I’d damn sure rather watch Tennis than baseball, hell I’ll even take NASCAR or F1 racing. The only thing I can think of that I find as dull to watch is maybe bowling. I’m not going to bitch about the players salaries though, I don’t care how much they get paid I mean if I could get someone to pay over 100 million for my services you bet your ass I’d take it. If the owners can afford to pay out that much than fuck it let them. So what if 50% of what they were buying were steroids. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-112085239092724628?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/112085239092724628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=112085239092724628' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112085239092724628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112085239092724628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2005/07/pastitstime.html' title='Past(it&apos;s)time'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-112071946980631765</id><published>2005-07-07T01:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T01:57:49.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the divide</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I was watching television and a thought overcame me. It was like the world had just opened up and told me a little piece of the truth. There are two kinds of people in this world Budweiser people and people who like beer. (Ok so maybe it wasn’t some cosmic force but a Miller commercial but either way) So as you can probably tell that I am not a Bud person, if I wanted to drink chilled urine I’d piss into ice-trays. I know a lot of subjects of the “King of Beers” and they swear up and down that it is better, it really is like that commercial but alas they are wrong (the Bud people). I’m more of a Mexican beer person myself because it tastes like beer, only really good beer. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don’t go for all that stout or lager stuff but I’m sure that with age I’ll work my way up. Well this was a pointless thought.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-112071946980631765?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/112071946980631765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=112071946980631765' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112071946980631765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112071946980631765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2005/07/divide.html' title='the divide'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-112050386132718719</id><published>2005-07-04T14:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T14:04:21.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ah…The Fourth of July a traditional time of alcohol consumption and explosives. There is no holiday experience better than getting tanked and encouraging your friends to shoot Roman Candles at you by hurling vial epitaphs at them, just so you can try to dodge them. Or when three people go out to light artillery shells at the same time but one of them’s lighter doesn’t work right, the frantic tension and glorious triumph of such situations are a hundred fold that of finding an egg or eating turkey. Of course with burn bans and safety ordinances abound you almost have to truly celebrate the spirit of the revolutionary minutemen and go gorilla style but all and all still a great holiday. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-112050386132718719?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/112050386132718719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=112050386132718719' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112050386132718719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112050386132718719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2005/07/happy-holiday.html' title='Happy Holiday'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-112036007202422137</id><published>2005-07-02T22:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T22:07:52.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Window" Shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I went to the grocery store today and I have to say…Damn! I hate this Texas heat and I love this TX heat. There was more flesh walking the aisles than in the meat department. I saw so many tits I was subliminally programmed into buying a gallon of milk that I didn’t need. Wow those last statements make me sound juvenile and immature which I am so I guess that works. Hey I’m male I’m not going to apologize for that, but I will admit to a major psychological fascination with breasts, and by major I mean I’m thinking of them now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-112036007202422137?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/112036007202422137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=112036007202422137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112036007202422137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112036007202422137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2005/07/window-shopping.html' title='&quot;Window&quot; Shopping'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-112008530214874070</id><published>2005-06-29T17:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T17:48:22.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my great luck</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I get back from my trip and I notice that it is surprisingly hot in the house, no big deal I guess someone turned down the AC when we left as no one was going to be home. WRONG! It was freaking broken, this is not the first time that this has happened either so the best solution was to get a whole new setup, all from one manufacturer. That cost a pretty penny I assure you. It was so hot in the house you couldn’t do anything, I couldn’t turn on my PC as the ambient temp was so high the computer would overheat in like 5 min. It’s all fixed now, as you can tell because I could get online long enough to write this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-112008530214874070?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/112008530214874070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=112008530214874070' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112008530214874070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/112008530214874070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-great-luck.html' title='my great luck'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-111947228213822852</id><published>2005-06-22T15:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T15:32:07.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;Well I haven’t been doing crap for these blogs lately have I? I got a couple of pre-release DVDs to write up so I was doing that and I was helping my Dad figure out what was wrong with his boat because we’re going down to the coast this weekend to Grandpa’s. It is my birthday Saturday and I guess I’m having some sort of cook out down there. (perhaps some shrimp on the barbie) We had to get the boat fixed because we’re also going to go fishing in the jetties off of Port O’Connor. I like fishing there because you never know what your going to catch. (Also one time we went there and I was throwing out our stringer and a Black Tip Shark almost attacked it – that would have been cool) Well shit now I’ve got to finish my review and do laundry so…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-111947228213822852?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/111947228213822852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=111947228213822852' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/111947228213822852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/111947228213822852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2005/06/hello-again.html' title='Hello again'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-111880224628831297</id><published>2005-06-14T21:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T21:24:06.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shallow Thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shallow thought for the day today’s lifestyles make our kids more prone to violence not the media. People say the there is more media today and that it is more violent and that desensitizes the youth toward violence, hence school shootings and such. I say it is the lack of parenting as divorce rates are at an all time high and parents just don’t spend the time with the kids that they did in previous generations.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;With out the influence of the parents the children turn to whatever else they can find to influence them, that is why the media has an impact. You can’t blame the media for our lack of parenting, sure if you completely sanitize the media you could stop a fraction (and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I stress a fraction&lt;/span&gt; – there would still be other influences and without parents or interesting media the kids would turn elsewhere) of it. And by media I mean everything including the news. Would have to be totally “safe” and by “safe” I mean fake.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The only solution would be to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;license parenting&lt;/span&gt; so that only families that have the TIME and money could have children.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-111880224628831297?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/111880224628831297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=111880224628831297' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/111880224628831297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/111880224628831297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2005/06/shallow-thinking.html' title='Shallow Thinking'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-111873378492264322</id><published>2005-06-14T02:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T02:23:04.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>gourmet</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I’m watching Iron Chef and I don’t think I ever really want to eat gourmet food. The thing is I don’t like the idea of eating organs. I don’t really think about it when I eat the flesh of an animal but livers and other viscera just don’t seem appealing to me. Though I’d say that I used to feel that way about fish eggs and now I think that I would try that, so maybe if I keep watching…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-111873378492264322?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/111873378492264322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=111873378492264322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/111873378492264322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/111873378492264322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2005/06/gourmet.html' title='gourmet'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-111873018554727879</id><published>2005-06-14T01:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T01:23:05.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Question</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;All right well screw it I’ll take advantage of my visitors from down under. What is the image of America in the international community? What did you think of America before Bush and what do you think of us now. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I personally think that America while one of the greatest places on earth, it has been taken over by a religious self-righteous faction that is as corrupt as it is manipulating. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-111873018554727879?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/111873018554727879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=111873018554727879' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/111873018554727879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/111873018554727879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2005/06/question.html' title='Question'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-111870833884499573</id><published>2005-06-13T19:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T19:18:58.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;It is a sad day when I can’t bait Christian. I’m not talking about the Australian contingent of people who visit my stuff but I figured that with the great number out there I could pick up at least one fundamentalist. I guess next time I’ll just have to try harder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-111870833884499573?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/111870833884499573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=111870833884499573' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/111870833884499573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/111870833884499573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2005/06/wow.html' title='wow'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-111865531269464977</id><published>2005-06-13T04:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T04:35:12.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Topic to Run with</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ok lets see if I can come up with something to stir up a little discussion, you know something to live up to the title. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Aggressive Christians, why? Me personally I don’t care what you do but why should you fuck up my shit because I’m not falling in your line? Belief is a wonderful thing, I believe that one day I’ll have sex with Salma Hayek, but I don’t have to go on and on about it with you until you to believe that I will one day experience the most carnal of pleasures with the most gorgeous mujer en el mundo. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yet these Christians (not all of them, but most in my experience) keep on and on and aren’t satisfied with an agree to disagree arrangement. Seriously though these people should take the “let he who is without sin cast the first stone” and “turn the other cheek” lessons to heart because I’ve read a vast majority of the Bible and if it is all true I stand a better chance of getting in than these self-righteous hypocritical bastards. Especially all the geniuses who kill in the name of God, talk about sheer ignorance – I’m sure your getting in there Jim Bob.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I now open it up to a bit of light discussion.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-111865531269464977?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/111865531269464977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=111865531269464977' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/111865531269464977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/111865531269464977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2005/06/topic-to-run-with.html' title='Topic to Run with'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-111820489214496874</id><published>2005-06-07T23:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T23:28:12.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Does this happen to you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Maybe it is just because I’m coming down sick that my mental shields are down but damn I have that stupid song from Pooh’s Heffalump movie stuck in my head. Actually I can’t blame that on the this sickness because I’m always getting songs stuck in my head.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And it is never songs that I know most of the lyrics to it is only the songs that I know anywhere from 4 words to 2 sentences and I’m forced to just repeat those over and over and over and…The only way to get it out of my head is to replace it with some other song that is equally as catchy and chances are with lyrics that remain a mystery to me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-111820489214496874?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/111820489214496874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=111820489214496874' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/111820489214496874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/111820489214496874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2005/06/does-this-happen-to-you.html' title='Does this happen to you?'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-111820447942486593</id><published>2005-06-07T23:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T23:21:19.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Down with a Sickness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Great now I’m sick and I could feel it setting in. It started last night when I was writing and it was just a sore throat and I figured it would go away. I stayed up till around 07:00 and it never did then I went to sleep and when I got up it was still with me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By the time I uploaded the review at the sight I could feel more of the sickness setting in. I started to feel like I was on some medication that makes you drowsy but I’m not. Now I’ve developed a slight headache and the temperature is starting to bother me. The cloudiness in my head has worsened if feels like the next couple of days are going to be rough and I still have two more reviews to write.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-111820447942486593?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/111820447942486593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=111820447942486593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/111820447942486593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/111820447942486593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2005/06/coming-down-with-sickness.html' title='Coming Down with a Sickness'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-111814465955003033</id><published>2005-06-07T06:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T06:44:19.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I did something</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well I finally did one of the reviews that I was supposed to do and it feels good to have done it. I don’t know if it will be accepted yet but I put it up on my other blog anyway.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now I think I’ll take a second crack at the first movie that I tried to review, the documentary. Well first I’ll sleep because you see the time code down there well I assure you I didn’t get up this early.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m still kind or worried about the review though but I guess I’ll just have to wait now. Heck even if it gets put up I’ll still be worried because that site gets a lot of traffic from some pretty hardcore movie fans and they’ll be reading my words. (well maybe I mean it is a review of Pooh’s Heffalump movie) Of course thinking like that is what stopped me from making any progress on the documentary review, I feel like I have about 160 good words on that but I freeze up when I try to continue. It needs to be around 3 times that length and it is harder to do than a cartoon. Oh, well I’ll look at it when I can keep my eyes open.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-111814465955003033?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/111814465955003033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=111814465955003033' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/111814465955003033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/111814465955003033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-did-something.html' title='I did something'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-111796290987323366</id><published>2005-06-05T04:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T04:15:09.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Waste of Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;I really wanted to post something everyday on here but I really don’t have anything to say today. All I did was watch a couple of movies, not the ones I’m supposed to review and play word games on a message board. My life slips by one day at a time and I do nothing about it. One day I’ll look back on my life and realize that I accomplished nothing and most likely be sad. I feel bad about that, I feel bad that I have the faculties that a lot of people could use and I waste them. I’m moderately smart, young, and decently healthy and I squander it all. I just sit here as the world swirls by me like time-lapse photography.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-111796290987323366?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/111796290987323366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=111796290987323366' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/111796290987323366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/111796290987323366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2005/06/waste-of-words.html' title='Waste of Words'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-111785034973302957</id><published>2005-06-03T20:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T20:59:09.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHH</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ok so I think really what I am doing is killing time, no wasting time. You see I recently got a chance to review some DVDs for another site that I visit and the guy who runs it sent me some and everything. This is or could be my first step to one of my lifetime dreams and I guess that I am avoiding it because in my mind I’m putting to much pressure on myself. Trying to perfect some small review when I should just pound my way through it because I’m afraid of some net geek scrutiny.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Like they will tear my words to shreds and my dream will die.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;I have three DVDs to review I’ve watched one of them but it is a documentary and I’m finding it very hard to do. So I think I’ll just watch one of the others and see if I can review it and come back to the doco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-111785034973302957?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/111785034973302957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=111785034973302957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/111785034973302957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/111785034973302957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2005/06/ahhh.html' title='AHHH'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-111785003758192394</id><published>2005-06-03T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T20:59:40.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Second</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You know that was not a very good post to start this thing off was it. It was pointless and portrayed me as lazy…you know what it wasn’t such a bad post after all.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have another blog where I talk about stuff that I watch but I don’t update it all the time. I think since this particular blog has no real point than to just give me something to do I’ll update it more often. Now by update I mean babble on and on about crap.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You know what this post sucks too, this is not a good sign.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-111785003758192394?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/111785003758192394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=111785003758192394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/111785003758192394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/111785003758192394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2005/06/second.html' title='Second'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13403287.post-111784542356572747</id><published>2005-06-03T19:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T19:37:03.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate the outdoors</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;I’m an inside type of guy, I really don’t like the outdoors. You want to know what I hate most about the outdoors? Well actually it doesn’t matter if you want to know or not I’m still going to keep typing, yards. I freaking A hate yards. I hate everything about them, mowing, watering, feeding, and as of this afternoon the main thing I hate raking them. I just raked my backyard as it was looking rather neglected, not that I care but I have company coming down for a week so I had to. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt; damn bags of leaves, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15 - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;39&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; gallon&lt;/span&gt; bags of leaves, and it had to be done to day. Plus I reckon just because I’m such a good little boy I had to do it in intermittent showers, can’t you just feel the love I have for the outdoors leap of the page…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13403287-111784542356572747?l=plainandstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/feeds/111784542356572747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13403287&amp;postID=111784542356572747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/111784542356572747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13403287/posts/default/111784542356572747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainandstupid.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-hate-outdoors.html' title='I hate the outdoors'/><author><name>Bigassposer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00169889544249355789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/lotdAquaman/avatar_ani_096.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
