<?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-5171021</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:16:58.526-08:00</updated><category term='new home'/><category term='Inglewood'/><category term='organisms'/><category term='weekends'/><category term='Flagpole Sitta'/><category term='volvo'/><category term='Crime'/><category term='McDonalds'/><category term='Oregon'/><category term='comic'/><category term='aliens'/><category term='art'/><category term='pope'/><category term='hallucinations'/><category term='spider-man'/><category term='bad punctuation'/><category term='war'/><category term='Kevin and Bean'/><category term='Great Song'/><category term='Moving'/><category term='the watchmen'/><category term='kiki'/><category term='schools'/><category term='celebrities'/><category term='mystery'/><category term='KROQ'/><category term='ghosts'/><category term='stan lee'/><category term='myspace'/><category term='sexy'/><category term='work'/><category term='teaching'/><category term='superman'/><category term='social network'/><category term='mish mash'/><category term='420'/><category term='DC'/><category term='mary jane'/><category term='chants'/><category term='doctor'/><category term='walking'/><category term='plazes'/><category term='germs'/><category term='GGW'/><category term='cheech and chong'/><category term='kitten'/><category term='new website'/><category term='gripes'/><category term='hmos'/><category term='Harvey Danger'/><category term='bums'/><category term='bear'/><category term='graffiti'/><category term='mud children'/><category term='caller id'/><category term='kid'/><category term='careers'/><category term='dog'/><category term='old school'/><category term='late'/><category term='freaks'/><category term='bees'/><category term='bad word'/><category term='dead'/><category term='rain'/><category term='alcohol'/><category term='homelessness'/><category term='mini cooper'/><category term='Bus'/><category term='Punk&apos;d'/><category term='Marvel'/><category term='Saddam'/><category term='history'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='god'/><category term='world cup 2006'/><category term='random thoughts'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='sick'/><category term='sam raimi'/><category term='mental illness'/><category term='cat'/><category term='butterflies'/><category term='106.7'/><category term='Ashton Kutcher'/><category term='pot smoking'/><title type='text'>Paco's pit</title><subtitle type='html'>I'll describe myself as a bright 30 something year old dude person with many interests.  I write about movie stars, regular people, super heroes, technology and plain weird stuff. This blog is a place to learn, a place to explore and a place to exchange ideas.  Feel free to leave comments or make suggestions.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>paco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231662530856919409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a813.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/22/l_5a7a9ae22c3d025833f97f36bea17eec.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5171021&amp;postID=6678449704453657830' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/6678449704453657830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/6678449704453657830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/2007/05/rob-and-elliot.html' title='Rob and Elliot '/><author><name>paco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231662530856919409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a813.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/22/l_5a7a9ae22c3d025833f97f36bea17eec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171021.post-2931293533587821578</id><published>2007-05-02T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T18:48:26.142-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spider-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marvel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='superman'/><title type='text'>Marvel VS DC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Funny clip brought to you by collegehumor.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.collegehumor.com/moogaloop/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1757325" quality="best" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5171021-2931293533587821578?l=thepacsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/2931293533587821578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/2931293533587821578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/2007/05/testblog-spiderman.html' title='Marvel VS DC'/><author><name>paco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231662530856919409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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We had just finished shopping at Best Buy and were ready to find somewhere to eat.  Since there was a McDonald's half a block a way we decided to eat there.  When we first entered the McDonalds, it was reasonably clean and was decorated to honor movies from the 1920's to the present.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As we were eating we were approached by a homeless man.  He asked if he could have some fries.  My girlfriend was going to give him some fries, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;he said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"I don't want them"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Well why do you ask for fries and not want them?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;he said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Can I have hot mustard with them?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she gave him the mustard and the fries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sat behind us, while we were still eating and he had then already finished his fries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He got up approached the table and said something &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sounding like "wanting number one and sleeping outside"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I didn't quite understand him, and so I thought he wanted to order a big mac meal, which was the number one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Listen, My family and I are trying to eat, I'm going to give you a dollar and you're going to have to leave us alone.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(I was still under the impression that he wanted to eat more)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;However,  he took the dollar stepped away for a moment came back and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"I'm going to do #2 now."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now, I understood him,  He was grossing us out while we were trying to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I told him to leave us alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He left our table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I talked to the manager and he said, that he had already called the police and they were on their way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The homeless man was now going to other tables bothering them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My family was way too grossed out to finish eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We were discussing how gross it was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everyone was upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the ordeal, we all discussed what happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I opined that never in my life had gone into a restaurant and have been harrassed that way not even in East L.A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris said that if that the homeless man wouldn't pull such a stunt in a poorer city because he would get beat up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fiance said that it was sad and gross, but that the man had mental problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agreed with them both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something needs to be done about our population of homeless people and those with mental problems especially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.alicebernstein.net/Film_Answers_Hunger_Homelessness/Mother_and_babyJohnMcCabe.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 206px;" src="http://www.alicebernstein.net/Film_Answers_Hunger_Homelessness/Mother_and_babyJohnMcCabe.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't think the government does enough to help people who have mental problems, and often enough those with mental problems become homeless.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homelessness is everyone's problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mental illnesses is everyone's problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to talk to our representatives/congress and get something done about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the anger that I had and the grossness of what happened has gone away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I now feel sad, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;because there are millions of people like this man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;who desperately need help and there is not enough resources available for help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So if you have any suggestions ideas or anything let me know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everyone can do something about these issues.&lt;/span&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/5171021-5734374611819801869?l=thepacsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5734374611819801869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5171021&amp;postID=5734374611819801869' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/5734374611819801869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/5734374611819801869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/2007/04/homelessness-mental-illness-and.html' title='Homelessness, mental illness and McDonald&apos;s'/><author><name>paco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231662530856919409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a813.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/22/l_5a7a9ae22c3d025833f97f36bea17eec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171021.post-524733531990162984</id><published>2007-04-20T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T15:20:54.475-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pot smoking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='420'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheech and chong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><title type='text'>420</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;Today it is April 20, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you know, today is the day that people light up their doobies and smoke one for the man upstairs, or woman.&lt;br /&gt;While you are watching Cheech and Chong movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.filmhai.de/kino/kinoplakat/bilder_0007/cheech_chong_dauerstress/gallery1/cheech_chong_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.filmhai.de/kino/kinoplakat/bilder_0007/cheech_chong_dauerstress/gallery1/cheech_chong_001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;I'd like for you to know some famous smokers throughout history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Lennon&lt;br /&gt;Musician  "The Beatles"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.greatmodernpictures.com/lennonnyclg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 293px;" src="http://www.greatmodernpictures.com/lennonnyclg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Queen Victoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Queen of England&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.general-anaesthesia.com/images/queen-victoria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 198px;" src="http://www.general-anaesthesia.com/images/queen-victoria.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diego Rivera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Artist/Muralist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.encarta.msn.com/xrefmedia/sharemed/targets/images/pho/t037/T037508A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 216px;" src="http://images.encarta.msn.com/xrefmedia/sharemed/targets/images/pho/t037/T037508A.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Washington&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First President of the United States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.visitingdc.com/images/george-washington-picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 133px;" src="http://www.visitingdc.com/images/george-washington-picture.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playwright "Romeo and Juliet"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://william-shakespeare.classic-literature.co.uk/william-shakespeare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 254px;" src="http://william-shakespeare.classic-literature.co.uk/william-shakespeare.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruce Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kung Fu Master/Movie Star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.netcolony.com/kustorage/Bruce_Lee_in_HK_1973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 216px;" src="http://www.netcolony.com/kustorage/Bruce_Lee_in_HK_1973.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joan of Arc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Saint/Leader of God's Army in France&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://library.shu.edu/gallery/arc-Joan_of_Arc_Engraving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 263px;" src="http://library.shu.edu/gallery/arc-Joan_of_Arc_Engraving.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a more complete list click &lt;a href="http://www.slatts.fsworld.co.uk/famous.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful day and don't forget to buy the munchies before starting, that way you're safe from the Po Po.&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/5171021-524733531990162984?l=thepacsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/feeds/524733531990162984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5171021&amp;postID=524733531990162984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/524733531990162984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/524733531990162984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/2007/04/420.html' title='420'/><author><name>paco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231662530856919409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a813.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/22/l_5a7a9ae22c3d025833f97f36bea17eec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171021.post-5493128332031932128</id><published>2007-04-03T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T15:09:31.201-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='careers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oregon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inglewood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schools'/><title type='text'>Choices, Choices, Choices</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I was thinking about my career and where I want to go.  I know that I want to move to &lt;a href="http://www.uoregon.edu/"&gt;Oregon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bend-oregon-real-estate.us/images/bend1-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.bend-oregon-real-estate.us/images/bend1-sm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;However, I'd like to become a teacher first.  The opportunity to become a teacher in Oregon is much more difficult than here in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Los&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Angeles&lt;/span&gt;.  They need more teachers here in Southern California than in Oregon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.teachinla.com/whyteach/images/title_about.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 73px;" src="http://www.teachinla.com/whyteach/images/title_about.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fiance would like to become a librarian,  her job now here in &lt;a href="http://www.laist.com/"&gt;L.A.&lt;/a&gt;  is of the kind she dreamed about, she wants to become a librarian.  Here in L.A., there are many programs for library science where she can follow her dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pchs.parkcity.k12.ut.us/images/library/library.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://pchs.parkcity.k12.ut.us/images/library/library.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;So after almost six months or more of deliberating, we have decided not to leave California soon, and just to move out of Inglewood. The school district here in Inglewood, is not so nice, which is why we want to move to somewhere where they have a better school district, and less crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to walk outside during the night without feeling as if there will be some type of crime being committed.  I am expecting the best to come from our decision to stay here in California..  However, I know that I want to move to Oregon as soon as we both have our careers in full bloom.  That would be optimal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&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/5171021-5493128332031932128?l=thepacsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5493128332031932128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5171021&amp;postID=5493128332031932128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/5493128332031932128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/5493128332031932128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/2007/03/choices-choices-choices.html' title='Choices, Choices, Choices'/><author><name>paco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231662530856919409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a813.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/22/l_5a7a9ae22c3d025833f97f36bea17eec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171021.post-3589085608838781922</id><published>2007-03-27T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T12:08:53.686-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spider-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stan lee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sam raimi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gripes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caller id'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GGW'/><title type='text'>My time in hell, gripe of the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;For the past two weeks I've been working at my job as a receptionist.  Most of the time everything runs smoothly.  However, I will be writing my gripes in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;Today I will start with Gripe #1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gripe #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have caller ID, don't misuse it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.resteddoginn.ca/humour/callerid.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 417px;" src="http://www.resteddoginn.ca/humour/callerid.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get many calls per day with someone asking the question "Did somebody call here?" or any variation of "Somebody called me from this number", or "What is this?", "Who am I calling?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I'm a receptionist, not a mind-reader.  If I were a mind-reader, I would not answer your phone call believe me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  &gt;I'd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; let the phone ring to my heart's content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're calling someone just because you received a call from that number, then you should at least think of something better to say than to ask such questions.  If the number seems strange, then it's either a miss-dialed call, or the call is not meant for YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,   If you feel that it's really important to call back, then think of something important to say. Here are some examples of important things you can say to ME, when you call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/media/images/38436000/jpg/_38436051_bush_phone_ap150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 197px;" src="http://news.bbc.co.uk/media/images/38436000/jpg/_38436051_bush_phone_ap150.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm George W. Bush, and I'd like to let you be the first to know that I'm resigning my post and handing my presidency to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/olmedia/1960000/images/_1960263_sam_afp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 256px;" src="http://news.bbc.co.uk/olmedia/1960000/images/_1960263_sam_afp.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/40740000/jpg/_40740605_spideyap_203300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 255px;" src="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/40740000/jpg/_40740605_spideyap_203300.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm Stan Lee or Sam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  &gt;Raimi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; from Marvel Comics/Sony Pictures, I'd like you to take over for Tobey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"  &gt;Maguire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; in the next &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"  &gt;Spiderman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Movie."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://atheisme.free.fr/Humour/Croix/Telephone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://atheisme.free.fr/Humour/Croix/Telephone.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is God, I'm coming back soon. Repent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.ibsys.com/2003/0404/2090448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://images.ibsys.com/2003/0404/2090448.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;I'm the dude from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"  &gt;GGW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; and I need a camera man this weekend in Cancun, all expenses paid, are you available?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that, please restrain yourself from calling.  It might be hard to do, but it's not impossible.&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/5171021-3589085608838781922?l=thepacsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/feeds/3589085608838781922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5171021&amp;postID=3589085608838781922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/3589085608838781922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/3589085608838781922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-time-in-hell-gripe-of-week.html' title='My time in hell, gripe of the week'/><author><name>paco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231662530856919409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a813.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/22/l_5a7a9ae22c3d025833f97f36bea17eec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171021.post-8639440634231115911</id><published>2007-03-23T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T10:04:14.363-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ashton Kutcher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Punk&apos;d'/><title type='text'>The Pope on Punk'd</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.americanidolworship.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/10/Punkd_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.americanidolworship.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/10/Punkd_logo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows now about the hit &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/ontv/dyn/punkd/series.jhtml"&gt;MTV Show Punk'd&lt;/a&gt;. In the show Ashton Kutcher, punk'ds (tricks people using hidden cameras) celebrities.  The celebrities included are Britney Spears (eww gross), Justin Timberlake, Salma Hayek, the members of Outkast, the list goes on and on.  However, I think Mr. Demi Moore, does not go far enough.&lt;br /&gt;What I would like to see is the Pope on Punk'd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.smh.com.au/ffximage/2005/02/02/pope_dove_wideweb__430x410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.smh.com.au/ffximage/2005/02/02/pope_dove_wideweb__430x410.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Ashton could somehow call up the Vatican and get Pope Benedict, Punk'd some way that would be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who have sharp eyes and comment saying, "That's a picture of the wrong Pope!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to say, "BIG FAT DuHH"!   I know the picture above is the old Pope not the new one.  But it's a much nicer picture to look at than this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.smh.com.au/ffximage/2006/12/25/pope_wideweb__470x294,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.smh.com.au/ffximage/2006/12/25/pope_wideweb__470x294,0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,  I'd like to see a big elaborate prank involving strippers, a flock of penguins, two clowns, a hippo, and 17 midgets dressed as nuns. That would be a gasser!  Seriously now, I think if the pope can be seen as a celebrity exchanging high fives with Ashton, the world would be a much better place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any people you would like to see Punk'd, let me know . I'll listen to  all suggestions.&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/5171021-8639440634231115911?l=thepacsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8639440634231115911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5171021&amp;postID=8639440634231115911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/8639440634231115911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/8639440634231115911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/2007/03/pope-on-punkd.html' title='The Pope on Punk&apos;d'/><author><name>paco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231662530856919409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a813.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/22/l_5a7a9ae22c3d025833f97f36bea17eec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171021.post-7213670615666668643</id><published>2007-03-22T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T13:27:12.945-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gripes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='late'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graffiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bums'/><title type='text'>Bums and Buses</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lately I have been riding the &lt;a href="http://www.mta.net/"&gt;MTA&lt;/a&gt; bus lines to and from work. What I have to say is not going to be pretty. My gripes about the buses will be listed below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gripe #1.&lt;br /&gt;The buses don't run on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rpi.edu/dept/finance/images/bursar/running%20late%20pic.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 181px;" src="http://www.rpi.edu/dept/finance/images/bursar/running%20late%20pic.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either they run too late, or too early.  Wednesday morning Rosie and I were five minutes before the scheduled arrival time and the bus was not there. It was scheduled to be there at 6:19.  We were there at 6:15.  The actual bus did not arrive until 6:45. What's the point of putting up a bus time table if they're not going to be following it?&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I'm usually late to everything, but when I'm early I would at least like to be rewarded by getting all the perks that early people get.  Is that too much to ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gripe #2&lt;br /&gt;Bums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.minddisorders.com/images/gemd_01_img0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.minddisorders.com/images/gemd_01_img0056.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bums smell, like urine, sweat, alcohol, feces, dirt. Bums stumble around, talk to themselves loudly, talk to YOU loudly, ask for change, make no sense.  I suggest for the MTA buslines to install a decontamination chamber in each bus.  That way the bum goes in dirty, comes out clean.  I'm sure its as easy to install as their natural gas engine.  Believe me, its worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gripe #3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graffiti on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://starbulletin.com/2006/08/13/news/art6a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://starbulletin.com/2006/08/13/news/art6a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all.  Taggers do not to have their name written on the seats, poles, windows, walls and i'm sure some of them have tried to write graffiti on a bum.  Graffiti is unnecessary, illegible, grammatically idiotic and dirty.  No one needs to know that your new name for yourself is; Clevr, zope, zpazo, photoe or any other misspelled or weird name.  Your graffiti makes the bus look ugly and it shows how your parents forgot to teach you good manners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were my gripes for riding on the bus.  you can share your gripes as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5171021-7213670615666668643?l=thepacsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/feeds/7213670615666668643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5171021&amp;postID=7213670615666668643' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/7213670615666668643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/7213670615666668643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/2007/03/bums-and-buses.html' title='Bums and Buses'/><author><name>paco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231662530856919409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a813.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/22/l_5a7a9ae22c3d025833f97f36bea17eec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171021.post-3394829406891911419</id><published>2007-03-20T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:26:23.691-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social network'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plazes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new website'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myspace'/><title type='text'>plazes.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just learned about a new website titled &lt;a href="http://www.plazes.com"&gt;plazes,&lt;/a&gt; in this website you can see where your friends are and pinpoint them on the internet.  It's a real time gps (global position satellite) system but for people with cellphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsLkbaDZE04/RgB1GmsOqGI/AAAAAAAAABU/V80vvaXpGf8/s1600-h/plazes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsLkbaDZE04/RgB1GmsOqGI/AAAAAAAAABU/V80vvaXpGf8/s400/plazes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044160338980677730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is interesting, because you can track any of your friends without paying a fee and it's always nice to start a trend or be on the beginning of one.  If you're wondering about privacy concerns, then  I can assure you that if you're lucky enough to have a stalker, then you shouldn't be on the internet in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway you can look me up under thepacsays, and tell me what you think about the website, or show me how to use it.&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/5171021-3394829406891911419?l=thepacsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/feeds/3394829406891911419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5171021&amp;postID=3394829406891911419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/3394829406891911419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/3394829406891911419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/2007/03/plazescom.html' title='plazes.com'/><author><name>paco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231662530856919409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a813.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/22/l_5a7a9ae22c3d025833f97f36bea17eec.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsLkbaDZE04/RgB1GmsOqGI/AAAAAAAAABU/V80vvaXpGf8/s72-c/plazes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171021.post-3986559733051691903</id><published>2007-01-19T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:26:24.030-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spider-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mary jane'/><title type='text'>Spider-Man and Mary Jane</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;These two pictures below are wonderful spider-man art by &lt;a href="http://alrioart.com/"&gt;Al Rio&lt;/a&gt;. He is a wonderful artist from Brazil.  Al Rio specializes in comic book art and most of his art features the female form in a sensual/sexual way.  His art can be seen on his own website and purchased as posters or lithographs.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsLkbaDZE04/RbGHXvDRbPI/AAAAAAAAABE/t7JS5dC8ous/s1600-h/yowser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsLkbaDZE04/RbGHXvDRbPI/AAAAAAAAABE/t7JS5dC8ous/s400/yowser.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021943901331746034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pictured above and below are,  Spider-Man and  Mary Jane. They are a wonderful comic book couple. He is a nerd by day, a free swinging hero by night.  Mary Jane is a movie star actress and sometime model. They are yin and yang in the comic book sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsLkbaDZE04/RbGHQfDRbOI/AAAAAAAAAA8/wjBfBrWYJww/s1600-h/wow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsLkbaDZE04/RbGHQfDRbOI/AAAAAAAAAA8/wjBfBrWYJww/s400/wow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021943776777694434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spider-Man is one lucky dude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsLkbaDZE04/RbGEzvDRbMI/AAAAAAAAAAk/cvhBE0wNGGo/s1600-h/AlRioSpideyMJ_col.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5171021-3986559733051691903?l=thepacsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/feeds/3986559733051691903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5171021&amp;postID=3986559733051691903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/3986559733051691903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/3986559733051691903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/2007/01/spiderman.html' title='Spider-Man and Mary Jane'/><author><name>paco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231662530856919409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a813.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/22/l_5a7a9ae22c3d025833f97f36bea17eec.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsLkbaDZE04/RbGHXvDRbPI/AAAAAAAAABE/t7JS5dC8ous/s72-c/yowser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171021.post-8782919946552009687</id><published>2006-12-07T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:26:24.288-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='butterflies'/><title type='text'>rosies butterfly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am posting pictures here of two butterflies, that Rosie (my other half)  likes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsLkbaDZE04/RXj1alt9LiI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mbDxTWldjkU/s1600-h/butterfly_blue2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsLkbaDZE04/RXj1alt9LiI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mbDxTWldjkU/s400/butterfly_blue2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006020822972575266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The butterfly here in the top looks hypnotically cool, plus it has a certain I don't know what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsLkbaDZE04/RXjzUFt9LhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o_MlVXZf7Hs/s1600-h/Blue_Butterfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsLkbaDZE04/RXjzUFt9LhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o_MlVXZf7Hs/s400/Blue_Butterfly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006018512280170002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this one here is a background type of image.  serene isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, does rosie love butterflies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5171021-8782919946552009687?l=thepacsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8782919946552009687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5171021&amp;postID=8782919946552009687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/8782919946552009687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/8782919946552009687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/2006/12/rosies-butterfly.html' title='rosies butterfly'/><author><name>paco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231662530856919409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a813.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/22/l_5a7a9ae22c3d025833f97f36bea17eec.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsLkbaDZE04/RXj1alt9LiI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mbDxTWldjkU/s72-c/butterfly_blue2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171021.post-116311602547709852</id><published>2006-11-09T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T10:38:31.311-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kiki'/><title type='text'>Kiki the kitten</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We had a kitten named Kiki,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/1600/kiki%20awake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/400/kiki%20awake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  she was the most wonderful cat that anyone could have.  She liked to bite me and scratch me at all times.  Sometimes, I would be lying down and she would pounce on me and fly away like a murderous bandit.  Sometimes I would chase after her and try to smack her with a sock.  She was so quick and so conniving.  I was never able to smack her with the sock.  However, when I did trap her, I would put her in the closet for an hour and she would fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/1600/Kiki%20Sleepy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/400/Kiki%20Sleepy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our apartment manager said that we couldn't have a kitten in our unit.  So we drove to Fresno and gave her to my in-laws.  She's a happy kitten now. She loves the outdoors.  Having a kitten is a wonderful experience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/5171021-116311602547709852?l=thepacsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/feeds/116311602547709852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5171021&amp;postID=116311602547709852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/116311602547709852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/116311602547709852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/2006/11/kiki-kitten.html' title='Kiki the kitten'/><author><name>paco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231662530856919409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a813.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/22/l_5a7a9ae22c3d025833f97f36bea17eec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171021.post-114428470787736155</id><published>2006-04-05T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T11:20:00.035-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world cup 2006'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walking'/><title type='text'>Walking, World Cup, Yahoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i've not written lately as of yet.  my activities for today include, walking two hours (for exercise).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.utexas.edu/parking/transportation/walking/graphics/walking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.utexas.edu/parking/transportation/walking/graphics/walking.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading a lot of funny jokes and basically playing Yahoo World cup trivia. Somehow the site is rigged or something because after a while I stop accumulating points. This leaves me at 210th place as of now. If anyone knows or works at Yahoo tell them to give me all the points that I deserve or else I believe it might be a conspiracy. Either way it's not fun to work hard to earn points and not get them reflected in the overall score. Thats all for now bye bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5171021-114428470787736155?l=thepacsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/feeds/114428470787736155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5171021&amp;postID=114428470787736155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/114428470787736155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/114428470787736155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/2006/04/here-we-go-again.html' title='Walking, World Cup, Yahoo'/><author><name>paco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231662530856919409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a813.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/22/l_5a7a9ae22c3d025833f97f36bea17eec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171021.post-114125126402883550</id><published>2006-03-01T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T16:50:54.199-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doctor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aliens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hmos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hallucinations'/><title type='text'>Sick like a dog</title><content type='html'>I've been sick like a dog lately.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/1600/freud.girl-white-dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 225px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/320/freud.girl-white-dog.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I go to sleep I cough a lot and make weird noises. I went to my doctor who is old school.  He has ancient medicinal tools,  His office is old and stinky but it's sort of like a model of history past and present.  He has old tools as well as new ones.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/1600/wizard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 364px; height: 212px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/320/wizard.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like going to him because his medicine is always the right one and also because he's subversive.  When I mean that he's subversive is that he doesn't like the way that some segments of society run.  For instance he thinks HMO's overcharge people and are morally suspect. He also thinks too many doctors prescribe ADD pills when none are necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/1600/ritalin-for-child_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 414px; height: 256px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/320/ritalin-for-child_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't like the way our government runs.  The list goes on and on.  He's not hi tech but if you have a some type of illness he will either help you or direct you to someone who can without tons of paperwork or swearing bloodoaths or anything like that. He charges patients a fair price and many people who do not or can not afford health care go to him for service.  The subject that he probably is most passionate about is education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/1600/bush_book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 262px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/320/bush_book.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He feels that if everyone should have equal access to it. Also, I don't think he's into Science Fiction/UFO's/paranormal stuff because I had a book with me based on that and he looked displeasantly surprised that I was reading "that stuff". He doesn't accept alien patients.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/1600/roswellalien6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 146px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/320/roswellalien6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I get sick I hardly have anything to do.  Sometimes I feel like if I'm going out of my mind, then I realize its a fever.  Sometimes when I have a fever I start hallucinating, its not nice.  I see and hear things and the walls change shapes.  I remember when I was younger I would see spiders on the walls or the cat would talk to me.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/1600/spiders.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 169px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/320/spiders.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now usually I hear people's voices, or I see things like the walls moving.  There are a wide variety of explanations for me getting sick.  I think all those explanations have a grain of truth.  What I do know is that when I was in Fresno for about a year and a half and I did not get sick one penny. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/1600/fresto01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 346px; height: 319px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/320/fresto01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;However, since I have arrived to the Los Angeles area I've gotten sick no less than four times in less than a six month period.  We'll be moving out of my family's home pretty soon, so hopefully one of the factors will be removed from my sickness.  Anyway lately I've been thinking of doing many fun things and my imagination has been running wild.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/1600/vividimagination2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 290px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/320/vividimagination2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lately all I think about is work and problems but I think maybe that's what's gotten me sick.    I think that the human mind is very capable of more things that we allow it.  In other words god gave us all a great mind, a awesome heart and a big spirit. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/1600/heartmindspirt.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 134px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/320/heartmindspirt.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We should at least use it. That's all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5171021-114125126402883550?l=thepacsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/feeds/114125126402883550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5171021&amp;postID=114125126402883550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/114125126402883550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/114125126402883550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/2006/03/sick-like-dog.html' title='Sick like a dog'/><author><name>paco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231662530856919409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a813.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/22/l_5a7a9ae22c3d025833f97f36bea17eec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171021.post-114013567224286566</id><published>2006-02-16T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T16:49:28.364-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organisms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mud children'/><title type='text'>The Mud Children and The Bear Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, I went to work and discovered that the children were being overtaken by mud organisms which attached to their face and clothes. I have a picture of two of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/1600/dirty%20kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/320/dirty%20kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; The first child pictured prominently here is in an altered state while the one behind her and to the left appears to be fearing for her life. I have a feeling that the bright light hurts their eyes after they become infected by the mud creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/320/dirty%20kids%20gang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mud had rendered these children into a paralytic state in which they stared intently at any adult interloper. I have no ideas where or when they might have been in contact with the mud like organisms but I noticed a strange truck parked outside. The truck was being driven by a bear dog. I'm quite sure that the dog driving the orange truck had brought a mud making device and contaminated all the children before anyone was able to intervene. As no adults were able to apprehend the nefarious dog, I was however fortunate enough to capture a picture of him inside his getaway truck. &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/320/my%20dawg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you look closely you might notice that the dog is a crossbreed between a dog and a black panda bear. His teeth are old and yellow, which might mean that he is a chain smoker. I have no doubt that this bear dog is behind all this. If you chance upon an orange truck with a bear dog, I advise you to keep your children away before they too are infected by the mud organisms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5171021-114013567224286566?l=thepacsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/feeds/114013567224286566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5171021&amp;postID=114013567224286566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/114013567224286566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/114013567224286566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/2006/02/mud-children-and-bear-dog.html' title='The Mud Children and The Bear Dog'/><author><name>paco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231662530856919409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a813.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/22/l_5a7a9ae22c3d025833f97f36bea17eec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171021.post-113900892611600328</id><published>2006-02-03T14:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T16:47:35.007-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghosts'/><title type='text'>The dead bee mystery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/1600/deadbee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/320/deadbee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today I will discuss the dead bee mystery. It appears to me that every day along the walk paths there is a new dead bee laying on the floor (as pictured on the left). Lets say that I'm starting the new day at work and I walk from the main office entrance to the kitchen area for coffee, on my way to the kitchen as I walk through the hallway corridors I scan the ground and find a dead bee. When I first noticed the dead bees I thought nothing of it, perhaps it is the same bee mummified in the open air (I would think to myself). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;However one day I decided to pick the dead bee up and throw it away. The next day when walking through the path again, I spot another dead bee. So, I pick this bee and throw it away. Well this has been going on daily and I figure that the bees are coming here and they die. I spoke to one of my coworkers here and she said that not only does she see the same dead bees, but also that a coworker from her department squashes live ones when she spots them on the ground.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/320/180px-Bumblebee_closeup.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So now we have two points. One point is that we may have a large bee population. The second point is that they are coming here to die. The question is why? I've done research on bee websites and found that bees have a lifespan of 1-4 months where as the queen bee can live from 2-5 years. Well lets say that one bee dies every one month, if we have 30 dead bees everyday, then we must have a healthy population of bees somewhere around here at my work. I can only guess that they live around this area are coming here to die. But the question is why here? I can only speculate and say that maybe our buildings were created on top of an ancient bee burial ground. However if that were true, wouldn't the bees spirits haunt this place? As of yet I have not heard of any employees mention ghostly apparitions of bees. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 203px; height: 216px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/320/scary%20bee.0.jpg" border="0" height="261" width="203" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;However, I can only wonder if it'll be a matter of time before I walk around and hear a buzzing near my ear but not see a thing. What would be even worse is the sting of a ghost bee. Lets suppose that someone here were allergic to bee stings and gets stung by a ghost bee. Would they die? Would they feel the sting? Or maybe their spirit would be stung, and if that were the case wouldn't we need ghost pincers to remove the ghost stinger? The more we think about it, the more mysterious the dead bees seem to be. I will continue to note peculiarities and keep everyone posted on this topic if any new information comes to light as for now, I wish everyone to have a good weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5171021-113900892611600328?l=thepacsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/feeds/113900892611600328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5171021&amp;postID=113900892611600328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/113900892611600328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/113900892611600328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/2006/02/dead-bee-mystery.html' title='The dead bee mystery'/><author><name>paco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231662530856919409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a813.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/22/l_5a7a9ae22c3d025833f97f36bea17eec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171021.post-113874083150028553</id><published>2006-01-31T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T16:46:06.778-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='volvo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mini cooper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad word'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid'/><title type='text'>Mini Cooper and a Bad Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This morning as I was driving in traffic down Jefferson avenue to get to work I saw an awesome classic 1958 Mini Cooper. Because I was driving I didn't have the opportunity to take a better picture of the 58 Mini. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/1600/Mini%20Cooper%20Side.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/320/Mini%20Cooper%20Side.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Earlier while on the freeway, there was a green Volvo station wagon with a banana stuck on the luggage rack. It was so funny because it was wedged on there and it wasn't rotting yet. Although I figure when they get to work they will notice it. Unless they're not the type of people who look at their car after they get out after which they'll have to wash a rotten banana off of their car. And if you're wondering if it's dangerous to drive and take pictures of traffic while driving a car I'll tell you that it isn't because, the pictures that I had taken were at traffic stops. People who yak away on their cellphones or women who put make up on their faces while they drive are much more dangerous than anything I know. &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/320/Mini%20Cooper%20Back.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In other news yesterday while at work I was covering the front office and noticed a little kid about to run out to the parking lot without his mother, I asked him to go back and find his mother. After which he stared at me blankly as if to say, "I have no mother". I then told the little runt that if he didn't go back to where his parent was, that I would get someone to take him. Well I then got a phone call from my chick and I said hey Rose, do you want a free little boy, while still staring back at him letting him know I was serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after that the little boy started crying his heart out telling me, that I said a bad word and he ran to his mother. His mother then later called to ask if I had told him a bad word, which I really hadn't but for him the words that I had said were bad because essentially I was pretending to auction him off to the caller on the phone. Hopefully the little boy has learned his lesson to stay with his mommy. I've also learned a lesson to not joke around with little kids because they're bound to take anything seriously. That's it for now see yawl later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5171021-113874083150028553?l=thepacsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/feeds/113874083150028553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5171021&amp;postID=113874083150028553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/113874083150028553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/113874083150028553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/2006/01/mini-cooper-and-bad-word.html' title='Mini Cooper and a Bad Word'/><author><name>paco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231662530856919409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a813.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/22/l_5a7a9ae22c3d025833f97f36bea17eec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171021.post-113865447043882185</id><published>2006-01-30T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T16:37:58.143-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the watchmen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KROQ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='germs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kevin and Bean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freaks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='106.7'/><title type='text'>The Watchmen and the WashRooms</title><content type='html'>This weekend I felt as sick as a boiled egg feels the day after Easter. I read a comic book called the watchmen, it was over long but very interesting. I recommend it to those who read graphic novels. If you're not into graphic novels or comic books, then you most likely will want to kill me if you read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other interesting news, &lt;a href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0757303277.01._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-dp-500-arrow,TopRight,45,-64_AA240_SH20_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 267px; height: 241px;" alt="" src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0757303277.01._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-dp-500-arrow,TopRight,45,-64_AA240_SH20_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" border="0" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was listening to the Kevin &amp;amp; Bean Show on Kroq 106.7, and a woman who wrote a guide book on how to fight germs was talking about the most disgusting places and things where there are germs. I'm only going to list 7 of them. 1. The door knob to go into not out of a public restroom. 2. A public faucet handle. 3. Your office desk is nastier to eat off of than a toilet seat. 4. The comforter in a hotel/motel. 5. The remote control in a hotel/motel. 6. The microwave handle in a hotel/motel. 7. Avoid using the hand air blower, it is best to use your pants or let your hands drip dry. That's the most uselful information for today. See yawl later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5171021-113865447043882185?l=thepacsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/113865447043882185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/113865447043882185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/2006/01/watchmen-and-washrooms.html' title='The Watchmen and the WashRooms'/><author><name>paco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231662530856919409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a813.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/22/l_5a7a9ae22c3d025833f97f36bea17eec.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171021.post-113832489528603103</id><published>2006-01-26T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T17:22:13.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate Brownie Frappucino</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/1600/frap_choco_brownie.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7771/159/200/frap_choco_brownie.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mourn the loss of the Chocolate Brownie Frappucino, which was discontinued by Starbucks a year or two ago. It seems that they finally make a flavor I like, and discontinue it. The local starbucks barista had told me that the Java Chip Frappucino tastes the same but I know that it really doesn't. If anyone reading this has had a similar experience let me know and I'll keep you posted on what I find. As for me, today the day is over and I perhaps shall write again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/* -- basic html elements -- */body {padding: 0; margin: 0; font: 75% Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; color: #B4BABE; text-align: center;background: transparent url(&lt;a href="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f270/thepacsays/wolf_howling.jpg"&gt;http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f270/thepacsays/wolf_howling.jpg&lt;/a&gt;) top left no-repeat fixed;}a {color: #949ed0; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;  }a:visited {color: #8697ef;}a:hover {color: #c1c8ec;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h1 {margin: 0; color: ##B4BABE; font-size: 1.5em; }h1 a {color: #7B8186;}h2, #comments h4 { color: ##B4BABE; font-size: 1em; margin: 2em 0 0 0; color: ##B4BABE; background: transparent  bottom right no-repeat; padding-bottom: 2px;border-bottom:thin dotted black;}h3 {font-size: 1em; margin: 2em 0 0 0; background: transparent  bottom left no-repeat; padding-left: 2px;padding-bottom: 1px;border-bottom:2px dashed #000;}h4, h5 {font-size: 0.9em; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: 2px;}h5 {color: ##B4BABE;}h6 {font-size: 0.8em; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2px;}&lt;br /&gt;p {margin: 0 0 1em 0;}img, form {border: 0; margin: 0;}&lt;br /&gt;/* -- layout -- */#content {width: 738px; margin: 0 auto; text-align: left; }#header {}#header div {margin-left:50;margin-top:18px;width:450px;height:150px;}#main { line-height: 1.4; float: left; padding: 10px 25px; border-top: solid 0px #fff; width: 450px; /* Tantek hack - &lt;a href="http://www.tantek.com/CSS/Examples/boxmodelhack.html"&gt;http://www.tantek.com/CSS/Examples/boxmodelhack.html&lt;/a&gt; */ voice-family: "\"}\"";  voice-family: inherit; }/* IE5 hack */#main {}#sidebar {margin-left: 533px; border-top: solid 0px #fff; padding: 4px 0 0 7px; width:190px;}#footer {clear: bo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5171021-113832489528603103?l=thepacsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/feeds/113832489528603103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5171021&amp;postID=113832489528603103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/113832489528603103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/113832489528603103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/2006/01/chocolate-brownie-frappucino.html' title='Chocolate Brownie Frappucino'/><author><name>paco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231662530856919409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a813.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/22/l_5a7a9ae22c3d025833f97f36bea17eec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171021.post-92674175</id><published>2003-04-15T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T14:33:04.044-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saddam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekends'/><title type='text'>Bubbling thoughts about work</title><content type='html'>i'm at work and its a sunny day...funny though because it rained last night and my window was open and i got wet....errrr....weekend was weird because of the alcohol the sun and shopping..eee...okay maybe i'll come up with something more or less interesting, but if i did would you really read it?  OOh i also came up with a good un pc chant...it goes   SADAM iS YOUR mOM! (repeat chant to your delight) funny huh? laters gaters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5171021-92674175?l=thepacsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/feeds/92674175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5171021&amp;postID=92674175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/92674175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/92674175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/2003/04/im-at-work-and-its-sunny-day.html' title='Bubbling thoughts about work'/><author><name>paco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231662530856919409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a813.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/22/l_5a7a9ae22c3d025833f97f36bea17eec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171021.post-91447242</id><published>2003-03-26T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T14:26:52.897-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mish mash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad punctuation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='war'/><title type='text'>Random Ramblings</title><content type='html'>not sure what day it is today, its thursday all is well. there is a war going on but i'm not going to pay attention till i have to. heh heh laters yo....oh my current mood is greenish orange. and i smell like a dead apple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5171021-91447242?l=thepacsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/feeds/91447242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5171021&amp;postID=91447242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/91447242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/91447242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/2003/03/not-sure-what-day-it-is-today-its.html' title='Random Ramblings'/><author><name>paco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231662530856919409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a813.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/22/l_5a7a9ae22c3d025833f97f36bea17eec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171021.post-90823123</id><published>2003-03-16T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T14:23:34.644-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>First Post   (poem)</title><content type='html'>today its sunday, woke up late and might go to the movies today.  don't know if i will or not, thats just a thought.........here's a quote for today.  a quiet scream is heard only by those who have eyes to see and ears to hear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5171021-90823123?l=thepacsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/feeds/90823123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5171021&amp;postID=90823123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/90823123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5171021/posts/default/90823123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepacsays.blogspot.com/2003/03/today-its-sunday-woke-up-late-and.html' title='First Post   (poem)'/><author><name>paco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231662530856919409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a813.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/22/l_5a7a9ae22c3d025833f97f36bea17eec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
