<?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-7245075103679756083</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:19:56.902-07:00</updated><category term='talents'/><category term='doctors.'/><category term='chapstick'/><category term='child'/><category term='sad'/><category term='tools'/><category term='funny'/><category term='basketball'/><category term='VCR'/><category term='likes'/><category term='socks'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='kidney'/><category term='taste'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='treats'/><category term='thanksgiving'/><category term='Floss'/><category term='art'/><category term='theatre'/><category term='easter'/><category 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>173</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-8211700643153048194</id><published>2009-01-02T11:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T14:04:30.485-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>1.02.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SS7hVolA6OI/AAAAAAAAAoM/WmMTtHsKArQ/s1600-h/confessions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SS7hVolA6OI/AAAAAAAAAoM/WmMTtHsKArQ/s320/confessions.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273399975483599074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Confessions... So, 2008 is over.  I remember sometime last year, I had made a goal to scan something everyday.  I laugh at that goal now.  It's hard and I complain to easily... not a good combination.  Because 2008 is over, I can make a few confessions about the dreaded year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. I saw New Kids on the Block in concert (AKA NKOTB).  It was a free ticket that my friend won.  But, what's worse? I actually enjoyed myself.  I can't honestly that I enjoy all of their songs, but I gotta give them credit for getting up there and not caring if they were making a fool of themselves... I guess they are laughing all the way to the bank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. I saw High School Musical 3 on opening night... It's true.  I have seen all three on their premiering night.  I actually watched HSM 1 on it's television premiere.  I bought the soundtrack that same night... Believe it or not, the store only had a stock of 3 copies.  Not because they were sold out, but because that's all that was ordered for the store.  Who woulda thunk?  (I am getting tired of people obsessing over it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Taylor Swift's song "Love Story" is actually growing on me... but only the Pop Edit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. I am thinking of opening a Facebook account.  I wasn't really against it, I just didn't want to start yet another something that I would just end up ignoring... ie: this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5.  My iTunes library has 22,877 songs.  And it's growing everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"These are my confessions"... more to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Please feel free to leave a confession from 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-8211700643153048194?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/8211700643153048194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=8211700643153048194' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/8211700643153048194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/8211700643153048194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/01/confessions.html' title='1.02.09'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SS7hVolA6OI/AAAAAAAAAoM/WmMTtHsKArQ/s72-c/confessions.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-1664002481275790438</id><published>2008-12-18T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T21:02:22.404-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='candy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>12.18.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SLmbCgok2hI/AAAAAAAAAdI/mvHFcsGOtAc/s1600-h/gooey+snacks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SLmbCgok2hI/AAAAAAAAAdI/mvHFcsGOtAc/s320/gooey+snacks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240390108844448274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;High Fructose Corn Syrup... I know you are all just dying to find out what I have to say about Britney's new album and concert, but that will just have to wait (the verdict is still out even though, we all know where I will side)... Anyway, tonight's blog is about my love for Betty Crocker and her amazing talents when it comes to make junk food with High Fructose Corn Syrup. So, I want to say thank you Betty.  My personal favorite is Gushers.  Do you know who else likes gushers? Hilary (no hugs please) Duff.... This is what she had to say about them (try to make sense of the transcript and keep in mind that she was probably 14 at the time:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;Hilary: I really like these candies.&lt;br /&gt;It’s really bad for you, they’re called “gushers,” and they’re, like, filled&lt;br /&gt;with this liquid stuff, and they’re really, like –&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;Conan: Is it a gum, or just a candy?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;Hilary: No, it’s — it’s like, it comes in a package, and it’s got,&lt;br /&gt;like, little, it’s not like candy, but it’s definitely not good for you.&lt;br /&gt;It’s like, gummy-type –&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;And that my friends is what a gusher is ... liquid gummy candy.  So, instead of filling stockings with traditional candy, why not fill them with something that has some fruit (pears from concentrate and grape juice from concentrate).  I promise you won't be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-1664002481275790438?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/1664002481275790438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=1664002481275790438' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/1664002481275790438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/1664002481275790438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/12/121808.html' title='12.18.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SLmbCgok2hI/AAAAAAAAAdI/mvHFcsGOtAc/s72-c/gooey+snacks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-5322692125686003552</id><published>2008-11-30T19:41:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T19:55:39.143-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advertisements'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>11.30.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/STNO2mIJcFI/AAAAAAAAAos/e7a5Z03O1JI/s1600-h/ads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/STNO2mIJcFI/AAAAAAAAAos/e7a5Z03O1JI/s320/ads.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274646288435605586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ads...I've looked at a lot of ads this past weekend.  I thought I would make the traditional trek to the black friday sales.  I didn't.  I don't regret it either, I got to sleep and that was worth more than getting a CD for $7 rather than $10.  BUT, this morning I was inspired by this ad to go to the local Dollar Tree store in hopes of possibly seeing these 2 scary children.  One friend commented that "they look like they are 50 but photo shopped  to be 6."  I happen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;to agree.  I can't put my finger on the kid on the left, but the girl on the right looks like one of those annoying ladies on The View:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/STNQ2EBNK6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/8A6KOpxPpF4/s1600-h/sherri-shepherd-vote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 171px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/STNQ2EBNK6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/8A6KOpxPpF4/s320/sherri-shepherd-vote.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274648478302940066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Apparently, her name is Sherri Shepherd.  Actually the little boy look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;s a lot like Meg Ryan.  Strange, I know.  Well, Happy Shopping to all of you in this crazy season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-5322692125686003552?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5322692125686003552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=5322692125686003552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/5322692125686003552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/5322692125686003552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/11/113008.html' title='11.30.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/STNO2mIJcFI/AAAAAAAAAos/e7a5Z03O1JI/s72-c/ads.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-6567653990521862719</id><published>2008-11-27T11:07:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T11:23:59.548-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>11.27.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SS7h_rgq7oI/AAAAAAAAAok/aUK54J7YBVQ/s1600-h/thanksgiving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 82px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SS7h_rgq7oI/AAAAAAAAAok/aUK54J7YBVQ/s320/thanksgiving.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273400697825193602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Thanksgiving... Today is Thanksgiving.  I like Thanksgiving for many reasons.  The primary reason would have to be that our country decided to always put it on a Thursday, which &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;usually&lt;/span&gt; means you get to take Friday off too! Because it's just silly to come back from a Holiday only to work one day and go into the weekend.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I chose this scan for a couple of reasons: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;1. Macy's is an American Institution &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2. They host a Parade on Thanksgiving that is always way too long and has way too many commercial breaks and way too much lip syncing, yet I still love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;3. This scan also shows Santa and it's a little symbolic of the Holiday season that will be ushering in tomorrow with Black Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;4.  This scan is from an ad and I love to look at all the ads on Thanksgiving morning as I eat breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On this Thanksgiving, I want to thank all of my blog fans for reading this trivial mess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-6567653990521862719?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/6567653990521862719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=6567653990521862719' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/6567653990521862719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/6567653990521862719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/11/112708.html' title='11.27.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SS7h_rgq7oI/AAAAAAAAAok/aUK54J7YBVQ/s72-c/thanksgiving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-1992814905284970223</id><published>2008-11-24T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T11:17:34.734-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nicole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>11.24.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SS7hjJMXkGI/AAAAAAAAAoU/Gq6gPRgHwvo/s1600-h/corn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SS7hjJMXkGI/AAAAAAAAAoU/Gq6gPRgHwvo/s320/corn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273400207576895586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Happy Birthday Nicole... The beauty about Nicole's birthday is I have never been able to remember if it is on the 24th or the 25th.  It's always been close to Thanksgiving and sometimes even lands on Thanksgiving.  Only Nicole knows the significance of today's scan.  It makes me laugh even thinking about it.  Nicole is a great person, she knows it... everyone knows it.  I know she thinks that because I didn't blog on her actual birthday that I forgot... Actually, it's a combination of many things, but mostly laziness.  Scanning has become a tiresome practice and in these lean times I really wanted to conserve energy.  Of course I am kidding, I really was just lazy and needed the perfect scan for such a cool person and I finally found it.  The question was whether or not to put it up on the 24th or 25th??? How bout I back date it to the 24th but just know I actually did it on the 27th and your birthday was really on the 25th.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Nicole and don't eat too much corn on Thanksgiving!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-1992814905284970223?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/1992814905284970223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=1992814905284970223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/1992814905284970223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/1992814905284970223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/11/112408.html' title='11.24.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SS7hjJMXkGI/AAAAAAAAAoU/Gq6gPRgHwvo/s72-c/corn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-2894028903637362941</id><published>2008-10-21T19:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:54:25.828-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Britney Spears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>10.21.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SP00VW2uwCI/AAAAAAAAAn0/C2j1iFAAPKk/s1600-h/britneyhot100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SP00VW2uwCI/AAAAAAAAAn0/C2j1iFAAPKk/s320/britneyhot100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259417481355640866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SP00djzFIuI/AAAAAAAAAn8/yempOCwNg4s/s1600-h/britneyitunes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SP00djzFIuI/AAAAAAAAAn8/yempOCwNg4s/s320/britneyitunes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259417622268945122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SP00kZHZfzI/AAAAAAAAAoE/IVahPqtjwyA/s1600-h/britney+video.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SP00kZHZfzI/AAAAAAAAAoE/IVahPqtjwyA/s320/britney+video.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259417739660459826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Britney's Back!... For all of you haters out there (especially those that were hatin during the hatin period)... Britney is back and she's on top... Number 1 on Billboard Hot 100 (making a record jump from #96), Number 1 single on iTunes, Number 1 Video Download on iTunes.  That's all I got to say.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-2894028903637362941?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/2894028903637362941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=2894028903637362941' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/2894028903637362941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/2894028903637362941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/10/102108.html' title='10.21.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SP00VW2uwCI/AAAAAAAAAn0/C2j1iFAAPKk/s72-c/britneyhot100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-4813452675027822531</id><published>2008-10-15T19:18:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T19:43:59.717-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet peeve'/><title type='text'>10.15.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SPaX5AiPz-I/AAAAAAAAAns/jnCJhrxa9Dw/s1600-h/not+funny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SPaX5AiPz-I/AAAAAAAAAns/jnCJhrxa9Dw/s320/not+funny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257556620653613026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;Things that aren't funny... Well, for one, "The funnies."  Why they are even get the distinction of "the funnies" is really beyond anything I can figure out.  To some degree, it even disturbs me, because I am left thinking... "wow, someone out there is laughing at this??..I wonder who?"  What makes this particular "funny" ironic... is the fact that the title is "F Minus."  My sister refers to unfortunate events with the curse "F MINUS!!" So, in effect, this "funny" is actually deserving of an F Minus grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another item that isn't funny and to some degree makes me want to puke is the tongue-and-cheek-look-at-modern-Mormon-life blog titled "Seriously, So Blessed." &lt;a href="http://stuck-in-utah.blogspot.com/2008/10/seriously-soconfused.html"&gt; My other sister asked if I would check it out and find out why it is sooo incredibly popular... &lt;/a&gt;To that, I say... I have no idea... My guesses are: There are actually Mormon women out there that actually see themselves in the silly and retarded things that she carciturizes??? Ladies, if this is the case, please go out for a run and take a look outside.  This "seriously, so blessed" blog is absolute trash, and what is even worse is that for every click you do on that blog, the he-she-Mormon-blog-phantom gets money.... THAT'S SICK!! Sure, he-she is out there blogging thinking to her-him self... I am so witty and people pay me for it... Don't let him-her think that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and to my sister who asked me to take a look at it......it is NOT funny... The-he-she-mormon-blog-phantom is on my &lt;a href="http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/10/100608.html"&gt;(those we don't speak of)&lt;/a&gt; list.... Bad list to be on... sad for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-4813452675027822531?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/4813452675027822531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=4813452675027822531' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/4813452675027822531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/4813452675027822531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/10/101508.html' title='10.15.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SPaX5AiPz-I/AAAAAAAAAns/jnCJhrxa9Dw/s72-c/not+funny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-3131271768945263822</id><published>2008-10-14T22:10:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T22:51:15.480-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nieces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nephews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>10.14.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SPVtNUGSTBI/AAAAAAAAAnc/YHWmil8uivU/s1600-h/dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SPVtNUGSTBI/AAAAAAAAAnc/YHWmil8uivU/s320/dad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257228215525723154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Happy Birthday Dad... I really wasn't going to do this because I have had about enough emotions for one week's time.  However, My sister requested (sort of) and I can't refuse (and no, I didn't forget). &lt;br /&gt;This will probably go down as one of the oddest Birthdays for my father that he isn't here for.  The scan tonight is from my dad's favorite books... the scriptures.  I have never met someone with such passion for learning as my dad has.  I mean, I like to learn, but he likes to learn about things that really matter.  Another great thing about my dad, is his unwavering faith and helpfulness.  He'd do anything for anyone at anytime.  He was very service oriented and fulfilled any assignment given to him to the fullest.  But, as life seems to go, he isn't with us this Birthday...  He isn't even here to tell us that he is actually one year older than he truly is, cuz that's what he does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank you and I love you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to more birthdays Dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SPVzC-Z-8jI/AAAAAAAAAnk/7p7nqpX0Xwo/s1600-h/100_0390BW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SPVzC-Z-8jI/AAAAAAAAAnk/7p7nqpX0Xwo/s320/100_0390BW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257234634973835826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-3131271768945263822?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/3131271768945263822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=3131271768945263822' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/3131271768945263822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/3131271768945263822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/10/101408.html' title='10.14.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SPVtNUGSTBI/AAAAAAAAAnc/YHWmil8uivU/s72-c/dad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-9192869713829662061</id><published>2008-10-06T13:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T13:59:29.292-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet peeve'/><title type='text'>10.06.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SOpuFDxAQGI/AAAAAAAAAe8/N3Bh8-AvLKM/s1600-h/Lauren+Conrad_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SOpuFDxAQGI/AAAAAAAAAe8/N3Bh8-AvLKM/s320/Lauren+Conrad_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254132948470349922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lauren Conrad... YOU ARE NOT FAMOUS!! Please stop pretending you are famous, cuz you are not!  I have and will continue to scratch out your face and name out of every magazine, newspaper, mailing that ever comes through my house.  I will continue to do this in hopes of forgetting your existence and that excuse for entertainment "The Hills."  While on the topic of The Hills, what is the deal with that? I mean seriously, who are they kidding? I watched 10 min of that show the other night and I wanted to either throw the TV out the window or stab my eyes with some push pins.  I urge all of you to discontinue the viewing of "The Hills" I would also ask you to join my quest to rid the world of Lauren Conrad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-9192869713829662061?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/9192869713829662061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=9192869713829662061' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/9192869713829662061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/9192869713829662061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/10/100608.html' title='10.06.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SOpuFDxAQGI/AAAAAAAAAe8/N3Bh8-AvLKM/s72-c/Lauren+Conrad_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-7531280140920106593</id><published>2008-09-26T09:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T09:18:00.196-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>9.26.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SNsDPCrUsQI/AAAAAAAAAek/m3gCDpG0y5o/s1600-h/politics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SNsDPCrUsQI/AAAAAAAAAek/m3gCDpG0y5o/s320/politics.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249793347581948162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Politics… I had semi-successfully avoided this topic for quite sometime.  But, it seems that in the wake of the current political storm that is brewing, I am in need of sharing my politcalness.  So, where do I stand? Well, this is a difficult topic to address.  I don’t consider myself affiliated with any party.  I like that feeling.  I have never felt that any party truly shares my views on how things should be done.  As a result of this feeling… and since we are so obsessed with being affiliated with a  party, I have created one, just in my head, but it’s real to me… I am a Republicratarion.  What is a Repulicratarion?  Well, our main philosophy is the FACT that all politicians suck.  The reason that they suck (among other things) is that they have been in office too long.  How long is too long? Anything over 1 term is too long.  Repulicratarions are FOR term limits.  We ask our party members to serve only 1 term and then get the H*LL out of office..Thank You.  Republicratarians vote for people that cross multiple party lines, in hopes of getting a good mixture of thoughts, ideas, and ultimately some action through compromise and discussion.  As we approach this coming election, we typically take a ballot… The first thing we do is scratch out all people on the ballot that are incumbents… We abhor incumbents (they go against everything we stand for).  IF there is only one other person running for a particular office, that person gets our vote (Congrats)… If, however, there are more people running, we analyze the remaining candidates positions and try to find one that more closely aligns with our feelings…. OR, if we don’t agree with any of the remaining candidates, we write in ourselves, because after all, who better to align with our feelings than our own self.  As always, I would appreciate your thoughts an comments on the issue.  OHHHH…. One other final rule and this one’s very important…. We never look to Celebrities for their political views, They are pretty much out of touch with reality (even Britney Spears).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-7531280140920106593?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/7531280140920106593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=7531280140920106593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/7531280140920106593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/7531280140920106593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/09/92608.html' title='9.26.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SNsDPCrUsQI/AAAAAAAAAek/m3gCDpG0y5o/s72-c/politics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-1816672210588180568</id><published>2008-09-24T20:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T20:52:22.452-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>9.24.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SNr7J0QFcGI/AAAAAAAAAec/JdNWDYw48as/s1600-h/HB+Mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SNr7J0QFcGI/AAAAAAAAAec/JdNWDYw48as/s320/HB+Mom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249784461717237858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;Happy Birthday Mom... Today is my Mom's Birthday.  It is tradition in our family to post many a notes all around wishing a Happy Birthday.  While celebrating with my family, I decided to steal a sign my sister had made... Good Job Sis (you remembered).  My mom is a special person that has always taught me to love everyone regardless of where they come from or what their background is.  As a result of this, She has also taught me to open my mouth and talk to everyone around me and share my thoughts and ideas with them.  I feel I do that pretty well, but still not quite as well as she does.  She deserves to have her day (especially for having to put up with me)... Happy Birthday Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-1816672210588180568?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/1816672210588180568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=1816672210588180568' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/1816672210588180568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/1816672210588180568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/09/92408.html' title='9.24.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SNr7J0QFcGI/AAAAAAAAAec/JdNWDYw48as/s72-c/HB+Mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-835904586750812537</id><published>2008-09-21T10:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T10:41:38.555-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kmart'/><title type='text'>9.21.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SLmdF9fsgEI/AAAAAAAAAdo/X5TxIT5AfZc/s1600-h/kmart+contest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SLmdF9fsgEI/AAAAAAAAAdo/X5TxIT5AfZc/s320/kmart+contest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240392367154692162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kmart Contest... The results are in and we won and lost.  About a month ago I saw a contest in a Kmart ad that required you create a commercial that shows your Back to School style and how Kmart helps you achieve your style... Anyway, I mentioned to a friend that we should submit something (thinking we could win based on no one wanting to take the time)... The funny thing is, I say a lot of things that don't actually happen... Little did I know we were actually going to do it.  Admittedly, I started to get annoyed with the project, because it was taking longer than expected.  In preparation for the contest, we went to Kmart and purchased $200 worth of merchandise and over a few days, we created the following commercial:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: arial;" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uBmITaSJEZw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uBmITaSJEZw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And so we entered our little video..and returned the $200 worth of merchandise (the receipt was scanned). I felt bad for the Kmart associate that had to help us with that whole ordeal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A few days later we were informed that we had made it into the top 20, which qualified us for at least $250 each and a camera.  We then had to go through this silly voting process that had no rules posted and were difficult for some to follow.  I know a lot of you voted and I thank you for that... We didn't win the Grand Prize, but we were one of the First Prize winners which qualified us for $500 and a camera... So, Thanks to all that voted... Here is the lame Grand Prize Winner:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nevermind, you have to find it for yourself, I am still bitter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-835904586750812537?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/835904586750812537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=835904586750812537' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/835904586750812537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/835904586750812537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/09/92108.html' title='9.21.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SLmdF9fsgEI/AAAAAAAAAdo/X5TxIT5AfZc/s72-c/kmart+contest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-418859588198109267</id><published>2008-09-13T13:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T13:38:54.707-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet peeve'/><title type='text'>9.13.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SLmaR-WJiwI/AAAAAAAAAcg/eGN4rZH4G6s/s1600-h/alarm+clock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240389275006634754" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SLmaR-WJiwI/AAAAAAAAAcg/eGN4rZH4G6s/s320/alarm+clock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Alarm Clocks... I hate the thought of my alarm clock going off in the morning... I love sleep, I have admitted it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/03/32608.html"&gt;before&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.  So, no need to re-hash that thought.  Here's the problem, the alarm clock is so abrupt.  It's like "HELLO!!! WAKE UP." And it sends a shock through my system... and let's face it, shock isn't good.  Like alot of people, I have my alarm clock set to a radio station.  Which only complicates the issue.  I find "morning teams" to be disturbing and sometimes it gives me a headache. But the only other option is to listen to taht "BEEP-BEEP-BEEP" sound...Don't even get me started on trying to wake up to that.  What am I to do? I need to wake up, but I am tired of waking up to an alarm clock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-418859588198109267?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/418859588198109267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=418859588198109267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/418859588198109267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/418859588198109267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/09/91308.html' title='9.13.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SLmaR-WJiwI/AAAAAAAAAcg/eGN4rZH4G6s/s72-c/alarm+clock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-7448347425643808631</id><published>2008-09-08T18:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T18:14:57.093-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tickets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tradition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='America'/><title type='text'>9.08.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SMW5RTUmy-I/AAAAAAAAAeI/Y-qjcGWRpUw/s1600-h/state+fair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SMW5RTUmy-I/AAAAAAAAAeI/Y-qjcGWRpUw/s320/state+fair.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243801048038427618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;State Fair... I went to the State Fair this past week. I (heart) the fair a lot.  Something about overpriced greasy food, greasy people, lemonade and elephant ears makes me really happy.  Not to mention a thrilling ride down the big yellow slide.  Some of my friends entered cooking contests and actually won.  More about that can be found on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://daysofourprice.blogspot.com/2008/09/utah-state-fair.html"&gt;Lisa's Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.  I was hoping to finish my masterpiece art project in time for the fair, but I missed it by two days.  I was sad and left with the thought, "There's always next year."  But, I said that last year...so, who knows?  I couldn't write this blog without making mention of the great &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/07/70308.html"&gt;People Watching&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; that is possible at the State Fair.  This is completely different people watching than what can be found at the Arts Festival.  The fair is filled with all those from the Arts Festival AND the hicks, the white trash, the carnies (scary), and salesman... If you haven't been, you need to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://ap.google.com/article/ALeqM5hNQCqAEvfM7JXuSiO9kcHFc-FCFAD932GRE81"&gt; Britney took home 3 VMA's last night!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ap.google.com/media/ALeqM5jmgG4L_BOKx1chNqoKG2_daWxHNA?size=s"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 166px;" src="http://ap.google.com/media/ALeqM5jmgG4L_BOKx1chNqoKG2_daWxHNA?size=s" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yeah, that's right, I dared to mention Britney again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-7448347425643808631?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/7448347425643808631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=7448347425643808631' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/7448347425643808631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/7448347425643808631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/09/90808.html' title='9.08.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SMW5RTUmy-I/AAAAAAAAAeI/Y-qjcGWRpUw/s72-c/state+fair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-3901480392888256047</id><published>2008-09-07T17:38:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T18:41:52.341-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>9.07.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SMRy2Y37KOI/AAAAAAAAAd4/s9Hv8HcVYZY/s1600-h/terms+of+endearment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SMRy2Y37KOI/AAAAAAAAAd4/s9Hv8HcVYZY/s320/terms+of+endearment.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243442144881617122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Terms of Endearment... With 5 Academy Awards under the belt (including Best Picture), you would think a movie would actually be good.  Terms of Endearment has all of that, but it is NOT good.  It might just be one of the dumbest movies I have ever seen (The dumbest award is still currently held by "Miami Rhapsody").  You're asking, "Well, why would you watch that movie in the first place?"... Good question, there is multiple reasons, but above all else, I am not one to stick with one genre, and for heaven sakes it's apparently a "classic"... Why? I am still wondering... It wasn't even that sad (and yes, I have cried in a few select movies)... I didn't understand the plot, I didn't agree with any of the life choices... I was just flat-out annoyed and it just left me confused.  I mean come on! She cheats on her husband, her husband cheats on her, the mother sleeps with the neighbor but has all these men that are always chasing her... what the??? OH, and how in the world does it have a PG rating??  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;T&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;his got me wondering what it was up against in the 1983 Academy Awards... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "The Big Chill", "The      Dresser", "The Right Stuff", "Tender Mercies"... I think I have seen "Tender Mercies"... another lame film.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-3901480392888256047?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/3901480392888256047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=3901480392888256047' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/3901480392888256047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/3901480392888256047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/09/90708.html' title='9.07.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SMRy2Y37KOI/AAAAAAAAAd4/s9Hv8HcVYZY/s72-c/terms+of+endearment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-5981673325505515806</id><published>2008-09-06T13:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T15:47:14.080-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kidney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doctors.'/><title type='text'>9.06.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SLmayb0-8VI/AAAAAAAAAc4/CoB_AFsQYpY/s1600-h/drugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SLmayb0-8VI/AAAAAAAAAc4/CoB_AFsQYpY/s320/drugs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240389832676405586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kidney Stone... Ok, So where have I been these past couple of weeks? Well, part of my absence was caused by a little teeny tiny deposit in my kidney.  I got a stinkin' kidney stone... It sucked!  I woke up in the middle of the night to shooting pains...  At first I thought it was caused by a visit to the Gym the day previous, but it felt so incredibly different than any other muscle being pulled.  I went to the Emergency room and when I walked in, this is how the conversation went with the receptionist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Receptionist: Oh good, you're here&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (confused and in pain) Ok?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Receptionist: Come this way, She's right in here &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(At this point, figuring she's referring to a nurse or doctor, I follow her in to a room where a girl is sitting in a chair shivering and looks at me confused)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  I don't know who she is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Girl: I don't know who he is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Receptionist: Oh, you aren't here for her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me: No.... I am here because I am in excrutiating pain in my back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Receptionist: Oh, I am sooo sorry, lets get you in the next room.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(They put me into a Pre-Observation Room)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Receptionist:  So, what's wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me: I hurt real bad!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Receptionist: Where?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me: In my back, I think it might be a kidney stone (based on my dad's experience)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Receptionist: Could be a punctured lung, but I am not a doctor, what is your pain rating?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: 10! (I am about to fall out of the chair)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Receptionist: Are you nauseous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me: No (but then after she mentions it, I start to feel queezy)... Actually, I do feel nauseous.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Receptionist: Oh, well we better get you a bag then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(They take me to a room and the doctor pre-diagnoses without confirmation that I have a kidney stone, but I will need a cat scan in order to determine where and what size)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: Are you in pain?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: Can you rate your pain?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: 10!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: Ok, I am going to start you out with a shot of morphine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Fine, whatever, please just something.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: We are going to need you to pee in this cup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me: Ok, fine (but not really)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(The radiologist comes in)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Radiologist: I am here to take you to the cat scan.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok, Hey, how long does it take for morphine to kick in, because I am still in a lot of pain!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Radiologist: About 5 min.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He wheels me to the cat scan and tells me to lay on the bed thing with my hands in the air, which is extremely difficult with a drip in my arm...)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radiologist: Listen and do as the machine instructs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok.. (barely breathing because of pain)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Machine: Please take a deep breath and hold it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Machine buzzes and I am more annoyed)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Machine: You may breathe normally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(At this point I don't know what normal is)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Machine: Please take a deep breath and hold it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Machine: You may breathe normally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Radiologist: You are all set.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me: Great, about how long does it take for morphine to kick in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Radiologist: Are you still in pain?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radiologist: What's your pain rating?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me: Still a 10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(He takes me back to the room and the nurse comes back)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurse:  Are you still feeling pain?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nurse: I can give you more morphine, do you want more morphine?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: What's your pain rating at?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: 10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(He gives me another shot and I can start feeling the morphine begin to kick in... and I kind of like it.... For some reason I feel that I must call my sister at work... You'll have to ask her for the synopsis of how that conversation went our memories of the conversation are completely different from eachother)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(The doctor comes back and confirms that I have a kidney stone, instructs me to go home and rest and wait for it to pass into a hospital-provided filter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(At this point, the morphine finally kicks in and I don't remember a whole lot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-5981673325505515806?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5981673325505515806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=5981673325505515806' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/5981673325505515806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/5981673325505515806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/09/90608.html' title='9.06.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SLmayb0-8VI/AAAAAAAAAc4/CoB_AFsQYpY/s72-c/drugs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-4849524862144070541</id><published>2008-09-03T21:59:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T15:53:59.198-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='likes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>9.03.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SL9imY-Mb0I/AAAAAAAAAdw/Na-G5lQOcNA/s1600-h/90210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SL9imY-Mb0I/AAAAAAAAAdw/Na-G5lQOcNA/s320/90210.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242016902960410434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;90210...Let the Fall TV Season begin... First things first, I watch too much TV, I know I have mentioned this before, but here is a refresher on shows that I watch regularly (that haven't been canceled...yet):&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (I LOVE THIS SHOW, and I hate lawyers, go figure)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 Rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (if you aren't watching this show, you need to... Much better than The Office)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samantha Who? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Great Concept, hilarious characters, and no studio "canned" laughter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Eli Stone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Another great underrated show)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Brothers &amp;amp; Sisters &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(This past season started to get too "in your face" political)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossip Girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(I have no excuse for watching, the repeating storyline perhaps???)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugly Betty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (Great Character development)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;90210&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (Work in progress, more intrigued that they brought it back)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;MVP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (I have absolutely no idea, i think it might be the terrible acting)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Office &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(This past season made me second guess my interest in this show)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dirty, Sexy, Money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (It's been so long (thanks writer's strike) I can't remember)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Riches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (First Season: Awesome Second Season: Too Dark, Too Much)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Secret Life of the American Teenager&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (Pure Junk, but I only have one more episode)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of this would be remotely possible if it wasn't for the miracle of DVRs.  Anyway, the point of this blog is actually 90210.  Yep, I watched it... sue me.  It was a typical drama....and like every other show on the CW, but it has Jennie Garth and the girl from Degrassi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-4849524862144070541?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/4849524862144070541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=4849524862144070541' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/4849524862144070541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/4849524862144070541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/09/90308.html' title='9.03.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SL9imY-Mb0I/AAAAAAAAAdw/Na-G5lQOcNA/s72-c/90210.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-613944954584750762</id><published>2008-08-30T13:07:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T13:42:28.433-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>8.30.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SLmafPllXLI/AAAAAAAAAco/zO6-qYuHl1o/s1600-h/cola+war.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SLmafPllXLI/AAAAAAAAAco/zO6-qYuHl1o/s320/cola+war.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240389502973074610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Marci... It's my oldest sister's birthday today.  Happy Birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.stuck-in-utah.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marci&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;!! I am sure it's difficult being the oldest in any family.  You typically have to experience everything first, you have to go through report cards, dating, real life, kids, and other various growing pains.  Marci has done a very excellent job doing this... Good Job Marci!! My love of music stems from Marci. &lt;br /&gt;She taught me (directly/indirectly) that it's ok to like whatever music you want to... and it's even ok to like music that crosses multiple genres... in fact, it's even better that way!!&lt;br /&gt;Last night, Marci informed me of some sad news, She told me that she drinks Pepsi... I was sad.  However, just like her philosophy in music, I need to use that same philosophy when it comes to carbonated beverages... So, Marci, it's ok if you like Pepsi... I still like you (and Coke).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;PS... I realize I have been gone from the blog world for awhile... More about that to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-613944954584750762?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/613944954584750762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=613944954584750762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/613944954584750762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/613944954584750762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/08/83008.html' title='8.30.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SLmafPllXLI/AAAAAAAAAco/zO6-qYuHl1o/s72-c/cola+war.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-7427115075397849551</id><published>2008-08-12T13:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T22:50:16.350-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>8.12.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SHukVb_x79I/AAAAAAAAAaM/RHpwWoaNBQU/s1600-h/easy+cheese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222948881065701330" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SHukVb_x79I/AAAAAAAAAaM/RHpwWoaNBQU/s320/easy+cheese.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Easy Cheese...I wish life were as easy as using Easy Cheese claims to be.  I love this stuff.  It's no mystery that I love cheese and its many by-products.  Isn't it amazing that they put cheese into an aerosol can and they get to call it easy?  I love to make designs on my crackers or put enormous amounts of it on celery... I'm bad, but can you blame me? It's just so easy.  BE WARNED, they really mean it when they say "Do Not Refigerate."  It ruins the entire can and you will never be able to get your cheese product to come out.... In fact, most likely, you'll break the spout and it will be lost forever..... Mmmm...Easy Cheese!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-7427115075397849551?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/7427115075397849551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=7427115075397849551' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/7427115075397849551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/7427115075397849551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/08/81208.html' title='8.12.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SHukVb_x79I/AAAAAAAAAaM/RHpwWoaNBQU/s72-c/easy+cheese.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-211053900791399223</id><published>2008-08-06T10:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T23:06:00.141-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><title type='text'>8.06.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SINvG7EnlkI/AAAAAAAAAb4/7wMmPSImfD8/s1600-h/wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225142157406869058" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SINvG7EnlkI/AAAAAAAAAb4/7wMmPSImfD8/s320/wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wedding Photo (Yikes!)... It's a Wednesday...which deserves a laugh for being in the middle of the week.  I am really not sure how these two felt comfortable having this set of pictures on everyone's refrigerator's for a a month.  I mean, come on now.... sunglasses? braces? nerdiness? If I didn't know any better (and I don't) I'd think these two were 12 and thought would be a "good idea" to get married.... whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-211053900791399223?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/211053900791399223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=211053900791399223' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/211053900791399223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/211053900791399223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/08/80608.html' title='8.06.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SINvG7EnlkI/AAAAAAAAAb4/7wMmPSImfD8/s72-c/wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-5886037826451181262</id><published>2008-08-04T12:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T22:30:14.648-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oscars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>8.04.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SIttwgT-8RI/AAAAAAAAAcI/6C3-PK0mtfo/s1600-h/dvdlabels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227392472568492306" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SIttwgT-8RI/AAAAAAAAAcI/6C3-PK0mtfo/s320/dvdlabels.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;DVD Labels... Someone in Hollywood deserves to have their Oscar for technical achievement taken away for coming up with the most annoying packaging known to man... DVD Labels/Stickers.  GRRR!!! They have gotten worse than CDs.  They sometimes have up to 3!!! and then they have those stupid plastic tags that have to be taken off in order to easily open the DVD.  Thanks A LOT Hollywood.  You sue us for watching YouTube videos, you treat us like toddlers with child-proof packaging, and you award yourself for acheivement.... Stupid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-5886037826451181262?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5886037826451181262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=5886037826451181262' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/5886037826451181262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/5886037826451181262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/08/80408.html' title='8.04.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SIttwgT-8RI/AAAAAAAAAcI/6C3-PK0mtfo/s72-c/dvdlabels.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-3086669016811240375</id><published>2008-08-03T11:40:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T14:06:34.007-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Britney Spears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>8.03.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SJSqQVNOBiI/AAAAAAAAAcY/fKmmsHzRNpQ/s1600-h/britneyfinale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SJSqQVNOBiI/AAAAAAAAAcY/fKmmsHzRNpQ/s320/britneyfinale.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229992264831206946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Britney Challenge (Binge &amp;amp; Purge)... If you read any of my last 5 week's blog entries, you know that I set myself to a challenge to listen to all of Britney Spears' studio albums (one album per week).  Looking back, I consider this experience similar to a binge and now it's time to purge.  I like numbers, so let's summarize (where possible) the past month in numbers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;On average I listened to each album 5 times.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby One More Time&lt;/span&gt; (11 Tracks, 42.4 Minutes)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oops! I Did It Again&lt;/span&gt; (12 Tracks, 44.3 Minutes)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Britney&lt;/span&gt; (12 Tracks, 39.6 Minutes)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In The Zone&lt;/span&gt; (15 Tracks, 57.6 Minutes)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blackout&lt;/span&gt; (14 Tracks, 50.7 Minutes)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;Subtotals (64 Tracks, 234.6 Minutes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totals (5X) (320 Tracks, 1173 Minutes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;What this all means  is I spent a lot of time listening to a lot of Britney Spears over the last month.  What have I learned from all the pop intake? Nothing really, except for the fact that I can't listen to one "artist" for such a concentrated period of time.  It makes my ears hurt.  So, there is my purge.  Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;PS.... 1173 minutes is 19.55 hours...Yikes, I should have been reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-3086669016811240375?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/3086669016811240375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=3086669016811240375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/3086669016811240375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/3086669016811240375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/08/80308.html' title='8.03.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SJSqQVNOBiI/AAAAAAAAAcY/fKmmsHzRNpQ/s72-c/britneyfinale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-7183309714567262938</id><published>2008-08-02T10:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T12:29:18.659-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Britney Spears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>8.02.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SINrpslyAZI/AAAAAAAAAa8/D0G91h3YEf0/s1600-h/blackoutB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SINrpslyAZI/AAAAAAAAAa8/D0G91h3YEf0/s320/blackoutB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225138356768342418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Britney Challenge (Week 5)... It's Britney Snitch! I made it to the end of my challenge.  In the concept phase of this challenge I assumed it would be easy.  In the middle it got difficult and by the end I felt I could throw up Britney.  If you are looking to explore Britney's "music" career for yourself, I would definitely recommend beginning with Blackout.  I thought In the Zone was my favorite album.  I was wrong... Blackout is where it's at.  I think this really stems from the lack of promotion on behalf of her record label.  It makes the album a little more unknown and therefore not tired out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Notable Tracks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gimme More&lt;/span&gt; (Great lead single with great beat, perfect to start a party)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Piece of Me&lt;/span&gt; (Britney's shout to the Paparazzi... "Are you sure you wanna piece of me?")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt; (Another fantastic track)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Break The Ice&lt;/span&gt; (As the song's title insinuates, she is re-breaking the ice with her fans, because she knows "it's been awhile")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heaven On Earth &lt;/span&gt;(This was the surprise track of the album, I had brushed it off as filler, but after a better listen, I ended up really liking this track. Particularly, the chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Freakshow&lt;/span&gt; (Love the Beat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Toy Soldier &lt;/span&gt;(If you like Gwen Stefani's more upbeat stuff, You'll love this song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hot As Ice  &lt;/span&gt;(Just a fun song with goofy pop lyrics)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ooh Ooh Baby &lt;/span&gt;(Keep on Dancin'!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What more can I say when I like more than half the tracks on an album?  I know not everyone likes Britney (and that's ok) but if you like a fun pop song from time to time, give some of the tracks on this album a try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-7183309714567262938?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/7183309714567262938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=7183309714567262938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/7183309714567262938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/7183309714567262938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/08/80208.html' title='8.02.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SINrpslyAZI/AAAAAAAAAa8/D0G91h3YEf0/s72-c/blackoutB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-6687520355465564717</id><published>2008-07-29T10:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T22:42:19.324-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tickets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>7.29.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SINr1C1L0nI/AAAAAAAAAbE/cnB6m14TAPE/s1600-h/DarkKnight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SINr1C1L0nI/AAAAAAAAAbE/cnB6m14TAPE/s320/DarkKnight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225138551717089906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The Dark Knight... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;SPOILER ALERT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I guess it's safe to talk about The Dark Knight, right? I figure everyone and their dog has seen it 3 times over again (or if you're lucky enough to have a bootleg copy you can watch it as much as you want).  Wasn't it AWESOME?!  If you didn't think so, don't answer the question (I am in an anti-haters mood).  Here's my questions:  Did you really think it was "that dark"?  I was expecting it to be a Psycho-Thriller.  I personally thought The Joker provided some much needed comedic briefings.  Did anyone else have difficulty looking at "Two-Face"?  I am glad that he died, because I couldn't watch a whole movie with that face.  Along the "Two-Face" lines, Are these prequels supposed to link up in anyway to the other Batman movies?  Cuz, that character doesn't really fit.  Sadly, I never thought I could ever say this, but Katie Holmes-Cruise plays a better love interest than Maggie...so I am glad she's gone.  I can't think of any other thoughts at this time... Thanks!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-6687520355465564717?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/6687520355465564717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=6687520355465564717' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/6687520355465564717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/6687520355465564717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/07/72908.html' title='7.29.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SINr1C1L0nI/AAAAAAAAAbE/cnB6m14TAPE/s72-c/DarkKnight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-893793275788608972</id><published>2008-07-28T12:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T23:11:14.805-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><title type='text'>7.28.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SItt-N9EckI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Z3RYMF9TG8s/s1600-h/osmonds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227392708158714434" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SItt-N9EckI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Z3RYMF9TG8s/s320/osmonds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The Osmonds...This past weekend I went and saw The Osmonds in concert.  It was hilarious.  No really, it was hilarious.  Look how old they are and they cam out on stage as though they were still 15.  They still have decent voices (for their age).  But those dance moves that were "cool" in the 70's are not cool in their 70's.  Highlights of the concert were "Bad Apple" and "Yo-Yo." The reason for their highlightness?? Watching the Sign Language interepreter express the emotions of a 70's teeny-bopper song.  Oh, another higlight? Marie Osmond in the "Ice Princess" dress.  Kidding aside, The Osmonds are a pretty amazing family.  Most entertaining families hate eachother by now.  They come off as very genuine and with a desire to do their best and to honor their parents legacy.  WTG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-893793275788608972?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/893793275788608972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=893793275788608972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/893793275788608972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/893793275788608972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/07/72808.html' title='7.28.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SItt-N9EckI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Z3RYMF9TG8s/s72-c/osmonds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-8786895844376363906</id><published>2008-07-27T10:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T23:12:00.588-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Britney Spears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>7.27.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SINrHBW2YrI/AAAAAAAAAa0/715uMIjZ1cw/s1600-h/blackoutF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SINrHBW2YrI/AAAAAAAAAa0/715uMIjZ1cw/s320/blackoutF.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225137761047438002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Britney Challenge (Week 5)...  How fitting that her latest album (and the last for this challenge) is titled "Blackout."  Many commentators and reviewers have joked that either Britney blacked herself out during the recording of this album or the record company did.  They joke, because it's a great album.  They are surprised that someone so out of it could put themselves together long enough to have done it.  Well, she did.  Now, the cover is terrible looking and looks like something I could create with the paint program that is pre-installed on your computer. So, joking and cover aside, this album should be enjoyable....or at the very least semi-enjoyable, because it is the last week of the challenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-8786895844376363906?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/8786895844376363906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=8786895844376363906' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/8786895844376363906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/8786895844376363906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/07/72708.html' title='7.27.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SINrHBW2YrI/AAAAAAAAAa0/715uMIjZ1cw/s72-c/blackoutF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-5950683847445292720</id><published>2008-07-26T08:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T17:10:20.322-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Britney Spears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>7.26.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw_6jeY5nI/AAAAAAAAAYo/csk8uCUfH1o/s1600-h/britneywk4back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw_6jeY5nI/AAAAAAAAAYo/csk8uCUfH1o/s320/britneywk4back.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218616343403226738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Britney Challenge (Week 4)... I'll be honest, I didn't give this album the attention it deserved this week.  Don't worry, I still followed the rules, but I didn't give any focus listening to lyrics or trying to memorize the parts where she sing/talks really fast (it's been a goal).  I already liked the album, I didn't need to prove it to myself.  If you have ever listened to this album you know that it is a far cry from the bubblegum pop days of "...baby one more time."  The notable tracks include:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me Against the Music (still a very strange concept, how do you compete with music?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(I Got That) Boom Boom (this one is good listened to at a loud level)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Early Mornin' (Another example of a song where I can't really understand what she says)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Toxic  (probably the top song (in my mind) of Britney's career, I could listen to this song on repeat and never get tired of it, I think this might just be my favorite pop song of all time, but I am not dead &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yet, so, who knows?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Even other artists like it (I already know everyone loves Britney, they just refuse to admit it). Check out these covers of Toxic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=81D_koIqWUk&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Yael Naim&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; (she sings the "New Soul" song for the Apple Commercials)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Lk45-E-BSk"&gt;Nickel Creek&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; (Puts a bluegrass touch to the song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d5AZQeZx238"&gt;Blowsight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; (Hard Rock - Not a Huge fan, but it's different, they do that annoying scream-O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Outrageous (I enjoy this song, but I find the "Junkie Xl's Dancehall Mix" of this song to be better, which is surprising, because remixes rarely out do the original)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Hook Up (A good jam, with a reggae vibe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Brave New Girl (Every once in a while a filler on an album surprises you, this is one of them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everytime (Have you ever seen the video?  This is just a sad song.  She was crying out for help and no one cared)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As you can tell, I am at a loss for words for Britney.  One more week to go.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-5950683847445292720?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5950683847445292720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=5950683847445292720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/5950683847445292720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/5950683847445292720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/07/72608.html' title='7.26.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw_6jeY5nI/AAAAAAAAAYo/csk8uCUfH1o/s72-c/britneywk4back.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-1799430953482460969</id><published>2008-07-23T10:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T18:45:46.840-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>7.23.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SINsIHZ43EI/AAAAAAAAAbU/5PuCOfOeIEI/s1600-h/Bollywood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SINsIHZ43EI/AAAAAAAAAbU/5PuCOfOeIEI/s320/Bollywood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225138879362292802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bollywood... If you haven't experienced it, It will be difficult to explain, but I LOVE IT!!!  Most (if not all) of the movies that hail from Bollywood (India's answer to Hollywood) are musicals.  They aren't the musicals that we are used to.  They don't shy from the fact that the musical numbers in the movies sometimes have nothing to do with the movie's story or that they are obviously lip-synching (because the voice never matches the actor's voice).  Most of the music that is played on India's top radio stations come straight from these film's soundtracks.  I know that the sound of the music takes some getting used to, but it is definitely worth it.  One of my favorite Bollywood films is "Kabhi Khushi Kabhie Gham"  (or K3G).  Some of my favorite musical numbers are "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v8ANdIo-Fgs"&gt;Deewana Hai Dekho&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" and "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qGM9qPypNn0&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;You Are My Soniya&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" (Click on the links to view).  If you ever get a chance to rent this film, do it!  But, make sure you have a day to finish it, I haven't come across a Bollywood film that isn't at least 3 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-1799430953482460969?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/1799430953482460969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=1799430953482460969' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/1799430953482460969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/1799430953482460969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/07/72308.html' title='7.23.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SINsIHZ43EI/AAAAAAAAAbU/5PuCOfOeIEI/s72-c/Bollywood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-8474860894766444283</id><published>2008-07-22T22:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T22:59:01.273-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tickets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><title type='text'>7.22.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SIazxIJgADI/AAAAAAAAAcA/0afNF8j2zaQ/s1600-h/mayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SIazxIJgADI/AAAAAAAAAcA/0afNF8j2zaQ/s320/mayer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226062074192330802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mayer Concert... Some concerts far exceed their expectations.  First off, shout out to the Mom's out there that are able to let loose and have a good time.  The concert started off with traffic, but not as bad as we all anticipated (a plus).  We ate at Ab's Drive In, pretty good food, excellent Coke, and I didn't get sick (a plus)  We got to park in the Carpool parking lot, which is actually worth it, because you are closer to the exit (a plus).  We won some t-shirts (a plus).  The ticket taking people made us shake out our blankets, that's lame (a negative).  They make you walk all around the venue to get to the grass (a negative).  We were able to spread out 10 blankets for 5 people (a plus).  The sun was out, but it was HOT! (split).  USANA has no real bathrooms to speak of, you'd think by now they would (a negative).  The opening acts were very good and got us in the perfect mood including some dancing caught by the people sitting behind us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2GiDfa2H6b4"&gt;Check It Out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.  They should have gotten more, but I can't complain, it's just that we look like idiots just swaying in the videos they have posted (split, but mostly a plus).  Molly shaking hands with John Mayer (a plus).  John Mayer is an excellent performer with much talent that can't be ignored (a plus).  We took the opportunity to continue interpretting his music through dance.  I swear you'd think we were drunk, but we weren't ( a plus). The Moms were convinced they had a secret way of getting out of the parking lot quicker by taking the Tahoe up and over this dirt mountain, it was fun, but the gate was locked (a plus for the fun factor).  Listening to Newsies on the way home (a plus).  The first Sonic Drive In who was out of bananas (a plus).  The second Sonic Drive In who had bananas (a plus).... we had banana splits (a plus).  Getting home in the same looney mood that we left in (a plus).  Going to bed at 1 AM (a negative).... At least we had fun (a plus).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-8474860894766444283?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/8474860894766444283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=8474860894766444283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/8474860894766444283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/8474860894766444283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/07/72208.html' title='7.22.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SIazxIJgADI/AAAAAAAAAcA/0afNF8j2zaQ/s72-c/mayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-4549561835555924157</id><published>2008-07-20T08:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T10:20:26.705-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Britney Spears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>7.20.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw_TQNna-I/AAAAAAAAAYY/BAGMJ4hGgjE/s1600-h/britneywk4front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw_TQNna-I/AAAAAAAAAYY/BAGMJ4hGgjE/s320/britneywk4front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218615668217703394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Britney Challenge (Week 4)..."All My people in the crowd, grab a partner take it down!!" We've arrived at the peak of Britney's career to what I believe is her best album for various reasons that I can blog about later (as if you care).  Britney [essentially] declares that she has taken on the entire world, but NOW she is going to take on music itself in "Me Against the Music."  (As though music is a person that you can actually take on).  She even goes as far as to take on a pair of inanimate speakers...."I'm up against the speaker, trying to take on the music, it's like a competition, me against the beat.... I wanna get in the zone!"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-4549561835555924157?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/4549561835555924157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=4549561835555924157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/4549561835555924157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/4549561835555924157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/07/72008.html' title='7.20.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw_TQNna-I/AAAAAAAAAYY/BAGMJ4hGgjE/s72-c/britneywk4front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-456396837812365034</id><published>2008-07-19T20:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T12:07:28.192-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Britney Spears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>7.19.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw_qTOwWaI/AAAAAAAAAYg/wCP7n1B00ZI/s1600-h/britneywk3back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw_qTOwWaI/AAAAAAAAAYg/wCP7n1B00ZI/s320/britneywk3back.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218616064164780450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Britney Challenge (Week 3)...  I know what you're thinking... Kyle, you are still doing this stupid challenge?  The answer is yes.  This album comes with great confusion:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First, The album, Baby One More Time states that her loneliness is killing her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Second, The album, Oops! I Did It Again states that she is stronger without anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Third, This album, Britney states that she is a slave?? ... BUT then two tracks later she rationalizes again, that she is not lonely....and then again states that she can't live without boys in the track "boys."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No wonder Britney has the issues that she has.  She can't even decide who or what she is or what she wants to be and makes that pretty clear in the song, "I'm Not a Girl, Not Yet a Woman."  Oh, well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This album is completely different from the previous two albums.  It included some good tracks that I became equally sick of due to over listening:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm A Slave 4 U  &lt;/span&gt;(I love when pop artists replace words with numbers, I think it really highlights their creativity...This song also includes some slurred lyrics that I still can't figure out)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Overprotected&lt;/span&gt; (If I had a Britney Top 10, this track would definitely be included, I never got sick of it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lonely &lt;/span&gt;(listening the first time, it's good)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm Not A Girl, Not Yet A Woman&lt;/span&gt; (Britney's voice is not meant for singing, but pop sing/talk.  She gets away with it in this song, because it has a decent melody that's easy to sing along)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boys&lt;/span&gt; (I like this song and at the same time not, I think I like the remix better with Pharrell)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Love Rock &amp;amp; Roll&lt;/span&gt; (Another great updated cover, I think this is her last cover)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bombastic Love&lt;/span&gt; (What exactly is "bombastic"? I don't know, but it makes good pop.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What It's Like To Be Me&lt;/span&gt; (I had no idea that Britney did a song with her former boyfriend Justin Timberlake, He isn't even credited as such, but he clearly is singing with her throughout the song, the song actually sounds like it belongs on NSYNC's "Celebrity" album.  Justin showcases his semi-impressive-Blake Lewis copying-beat boxing skills)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;PS... Thanks to a friend, just found out what Bombastic means.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/bombastic"&gt;Check It Out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-456396837812365034?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/456396837812365034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=456396837812365034' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/456396837812365034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/456396837812365034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/07/71908.html' title='7.19.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw_qTOwWaI/AAAAAAAAAYg/wCP7n1B00ZI/s72-c/britneywk3back.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-2605054875392190559</id><published>2008-07-18T12:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T12:39:47.588-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>7.18.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SIIyybsxYOI/AAAAAAAAAas/NgbReDm-ob4/s1600-h/graham.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SIIyybsxYOI/AAAAAAAAAas/NgbReDm-ob4/s320/graham.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224794359713587426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SIIyuqE1ocI/AAAAAAAAAak/BIF2utVaAjA/s1600-h/marshmallow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SIIyuqE1ocI/AAAAAAAAAak/BIF2utVaAjA/s320/marshmallow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224794294853149122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SIIyrvchAiI/AAAAAAAAAac/tzfcEDkk6hY/s1600-h/chocolate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SIIyrvchAiI/AAAAAAAAAac/tzfcEDkk6hY/s320/chocolate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224794244755030562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SIIynj-4GzI/AAAAAAAAAaU/HTjWr2SpN94/s1600-h/graham.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SIIynj-4GzI/AAAAAAAAAaU/HTjWr2SpN94/s320/graham.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224794172958448434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.hersheys.com/smores/index.asp"&gt;S'Mores&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;... I decided today that I don't really care for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.hersheys.com/smores/index.asp"&gt;s'mores&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.  I like the components of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.hersheys.com/smores/index.asp"&gt; s'mores&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;separately, but not so much together.  What I did discover, however, is that I like to burn things (not necessarily eat them after they are burned).... just to burn them.  It's fun to play with fire.  It's fun to be around other people as you are burning things, it's just not that fun eating the things that you can't seem to roast just right.  My sister informed that it is quite a debate on the order of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.hersheys.com/smores/index.asp"&gt;s'mores&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.  Is it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.hersheys.com/products/details/hersheysbar.asp"&gt;Hershey's chocolate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.kraftfoods.com/jetpuffed/"&gt;Kraft Marshmallows&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; or is it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.kraftfoods.com/jetpuffed/"&gt;Kraft Marshmallows&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; and then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.hersheys.com/products/details/hersheysbar.asp"&gt;Hershey's chocolate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;?  Does it matter?  Probably my biggest hangup with it all is that no matter the order, it's always gooey and sticky... nothing worse than gooey and sticky when there is no soap and water around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-2605054875392190559?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/2605054875392190559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=2605054875392190559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/2605054875392190559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/2605054875392190559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/07/71808.html' title='7.18.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SIIyybsxYOI/AAAAAAAAAas/NgbReDm-ob4/s72-c/graham.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-8683286204175540302</id><published>2008-07-16T17:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T21:59:01.872-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='performance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religious'/><title type='text'>7.16.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SHP6a829blI/AAAAAAAAAZI/uldu_PgWUqM/s1600-h/boondoggle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SHP6a829blI/AAAAAAAAAZI/uldu_PgWUqM/s320/boondoggle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220791733972725330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Boondoggle... I had thoughts of working at Summer Camp today.  The many hours spent re-teaching myself how to do boondoggle, teaching it to 5-8 yr olds (not easy), becoming addicted to the art, and then ignoring the kids.  Like most cycles, it was a vicious one.  Sadly, I am back to having to re-teach myself how to do it...again.  I (somehow) have all of these spools of boondoggle and nothing to do with them... It reminds me of one of my favorite songs from the musical, "Children of Eden." Here is an excerpt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The spark of creation, may it burn forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; The spark creation, I am a keeper of the flame&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We think all we want is a lifetime leisure&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each perfect day the same&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Endless vacation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Well that's alright if you're a kind crustacean &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you're born with an imagination&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooner of later you're feeling the fire get hotter and higher&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spark of creation!!!&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, go out and create something!! Exercise the gifts and talents that God gave you and discover your spark of creation, for some inspiration, check out this girl singing &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=vk-da4405o0"&gt;Spark of Creation&lt;/a&gt;. She has an incredible voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-8683286204175540302?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/8683286204175540302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=8683286204175540302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/8683286204175540302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/8683286204175540302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/07/71608.html' title='7.16.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SHP6a829blI/AAAAAAAAAZI/uldu_PgWUqM/s72-c/boondoggle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-2922064730795183852</id><published>2008-07-15T12:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T20:52:11.692-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>7.15.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SHuiPvbyATI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/D87EmzpbY2c/s1600-h/mw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SHuiPvbyATI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/D87EmzpbY2c/s320/mw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222946584180949298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mayonnaise vs. Miracle Whip... Which is it? Growing up it was always Miracle Whip, but it had to be the light variety.  I don't know why, because my family was never the type to spend money on the diet sodas or light foods.  I for one don't mind mayo or miracle whip.  But to some, this is very important and makes a distinct difference.  In fact they become quite heated about the topic as was displayed at work the other day.  I will only eat one potato salad and that is my mom's potato salad.  I think the true secret to her successful potato salad is the use of miracle whip light.  She doesn't use a lot, but it is still delicious.  So which is it in your households? Mayo or Miracle Whip.  PS... Mayo ages weird and separates funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-2922064730795183852?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/2922064730795183852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=2922064730795183852' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/2922064730795183852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/2922064730795183852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/07/71508.html' title='7.15.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SHuiPvbyATI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/D87EmzpbY2c/s72-c/mw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-4028210006635676496</id><published>2008-07-14T13:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T22:49:22.871-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religious'/><title type='text'>7.14.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SHujYjHEkxI/AAAAAAAAAaE/oO-7diihgcw/s1600-h/zout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SHujYjHEkxI/AAAAAAAAAaE/oO-7diihgcw/s320/zout.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222947835003310866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Stain Remover... I know I have discussed stains, but did I mention how grateful I am for the removers that get rid of them? I really didn't. I spilled on my pants yesterday.  It was semi-embarrassing.  Only semi, because I don't usually care what others are thinking, but this happened at church.  Yeah, church... Actually, thinking about it. Stains in life and stain remover have a religious undertone to them. Wow, I didn't really think about that till now.  What's even more ironical is the fact that I attended a baptism....weird.  Coincidence? I don't think so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-4028210006635676496?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/4028210006635676496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=4028210006635676496' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/4028210006635676496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/4028210006635676496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/07/71408.html' title='7.14.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SHujYjHEkxI/AAAAAAAAAaE/oO-7diihgcw/s72-c/zout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-392829663708058804</id><published>2008-07-13T20:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T20:50:18.853-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Britney Spears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>7.13.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw_EsUYHrI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/z-2F_ps8ikc/s1600-h/britneywk3front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw_EsUYHrI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/z-2F_ps8ikc/s320/britneywk3front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218615418064215730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Britney Challenge (Week 3)...It's only been 3 weeks?! For some things this month is going by fast and for other things it's going by slow. Is that a mattress in that pic?  I am interested in this week's challenge.  I have never re&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ally listened to this album (true story).  I only know 2 or 3 songs from this album.  It will feel like new material (but not, get it?).  Here is to a new week! Have FUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PS... She looks like a meth addict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;..Maybe this was the beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-392829663708058804?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/392829663708058804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=392829663708058804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/392829663708058804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/392829663708058804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/07/71308.html' title='7.13.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw_EsUYHrI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/z-2F_ps8ikc/s72-c/britneywk3front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-7348405243605838489</id><published>2008-07-12T14:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T15:06:10.102-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Britney Spears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>7.12.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw9uev76HI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0l6P6hT79Gc/s1600-h/britneywk2back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw9uev76HI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0l6P6hT79Gc/s320/britneywk2back.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218613936952961138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Britney Challenge (Week 2)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ok. So she starts off her debut, ...Baby One More Time, and her lonliness was killin' her (deeply). Just notice how far she has come after that? Now, She's stronger.  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Eww I can’t believe he said that.  You don’t think I'm like that do you?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Friend: &lt;/b&gt;Well you are??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Britney:&lt;/b&gt; What?!?!? Don’t tell me you agree with him?! Oh my gosh! &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Oh my gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Friend:&lt;/b&gt; Well I mean everything was fine next it’s your freaking out it’s like you’re never satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Britney:&lt;/b&gt; Well I know I’m a little picky.. but, hey I just know what I want&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;And then she sings a cover of "(I Can't Get No) Satisfaction."  What this creates is pure pop hilarity.  There are higlights on this album, however:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops!...I Did It Again&lt;br /&gt;Don't Go Knockin' On My Door&lt;br /&gt;(I Can't Get No) Satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;Don't Let Me Be The Last To Know&lt;br /&gt;What U See (Is What U Get)&lt;br /&gt;Lucky&lt;br /&gt;One Kiss From You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually enjoy Lucky a lot.  But, I still have difficulty with her enunciation of "lucky" and "lovely"... It's always a surprise as to which word she is going to sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For fun, I did a little mini tally of typical pop words found on this album:&lt;br /&gt;Baby: 27&lt;br /&gt;I: 225&lt;br /&gt;You: 147&lt;br /&gt;Oops: 5&lt;br /&gt;Yeah: 45&lt;br /&gt;Love: 25&lt;br /&gt;Lucky: 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-7348405243605838489?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/7348405243605838489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=7348405243605838489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/7348405243605838489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/7348405243605838489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/07/71208.html' title='7.12.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw9uev76HI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0l6P6hT79Gc/s72-c/britneywk2back.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-4179469672672117739</id><published>2008-07-10T17:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T22:18:30.835-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='checks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet peeve'/><title type='text'>7.10.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SHP74xgKKWI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/dJr-qEUJaiw/s1600-h/checks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SHP74xgKKWI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/dJr-qEUJaiw/s320/checks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220793345832003938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Checks... I hate 'em!  Sure, i like getting money, but I hate having to go to the bank and deposit checks.  I still have that rebate check I blogged about forever ago (Don't worry, it expires in September).  I even hate writing checks This is usually because your spending money on bills when you write them.  No one (I think) likes paying bills.  I also write kind of big, so when I write a check I always run out of room and it bothers me.  To top it off, I somehow question my check writing abilities every time I write a check. I either spell out the amount wrong or forget the "and xx/100" OR forget to move that plastic guard thing, so my check is on all of the remaining carbon copies.  It would be nice if everyone had a credit card swiper on them and you could just pay them back that way.  Can you imagine??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-4179469672672117739?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/4179469672672117739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=4179469672672117739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/4179469672672117739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/4179469672672117739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/07/71008.html' title='7.10.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SHP74xgKKWI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/dJr-qEUJaiw/s72-c/checks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-1412279792531714003</id><published>2008-07-09T17:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T21:10:55.938-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><title type='text'>7.09.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SHP4Jskrz8I/AAAAAAAAAY4/bMG18Cg4s5E/s1600-h/gangs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SHP4Jskrz8I/AAAAAAAAAY4/bMG18Cg4s5E/s320/gangs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220789238520074178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Gangs... What is the deal with gangs? Why do they materialize and find themselves? We got on the topic of gang signs at work and a co-worker found a graphic describing various gang signs.  It's amazing what you can find online.  Anyway, Why is it people find it fun &amp;amp; exciting to cause havoc with no care or respect for others but themselves? Don't people ever grow up and have the desire to do something better with themselves?  Just recently in our city we had a drive by shooting where an innocent 7 year old was killed.  I find it very hard to believe that those responsible really feel they have accomplished something.  For a society as "advanced" as this, you'd think we could take care of each other a lot better.  This entry obviously raises a lot more questions than it provides any answers... One last question, why is the kid pictured above wearing sandals with socks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-1412279792531714003?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/1412279792531714003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=1412279792531714003' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/1412279792531714003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/1412279792531714003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/07/70908.html' title='7.09.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SHP4Jskrz8I/AAAAAAAAAY4/bMG18Cg4s5E/s72-c/gangs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-859994253910896175</id><published>2008-07-08T21:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T22:26:21.170-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stomach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='past blogs'/><title type='text'>7.08.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGxB_ofgc0I/AAAAAAAAAYw/T8o5nXYB_IA/s1600-h/antacid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGxB_ofgc0I/AAAAAAAAAYw/T8o5nXYB_IA/s320/antacid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218618629672694594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;IBS... I am firmly (not really) convinced that I have IBS.  Not really, but I think that I may have a selective form of hypochondria and it only applies to any stomach related issue.  I am always in a constant worry that I will have some stomach issue and I won't make it to a bathroom in time.  This may stem from experiences in Fiji, I am really not sure.  The funny thing about this made up illness of mine is that because I worry about it, it only complicates and multiplies itself.  Now you're wondering, why in the world would I want to blog about this... Well, if that's the case, you haven't read enough of my blog entries. &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All&lt;/span&gt; you have to do is read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/01/11708.html"&gt;1.17.08&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to know that I like to talk about this.  I am still talking about it and that's just part of the problem.  Oh, and I used to think that TUMS could never help.  I have changed my mind, they can help. K's, nuffs abouts thats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" tabindex="10" onclick="return false;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-859994253910896175?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/859994253910896175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=859994253910896175' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/859994253910896175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/859994253910896175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/07/70808.html' title='7.08.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGxB_ofgc0I/AAAAAAAAAYw/T8o5nXYB_IA/s72-c/antacid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-4936208657672762684</id><published>2008-07-07T20:47:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T22:44:12.164-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='likes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obsession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>7.07.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw-BZlIKBI/AAAAAAAAAYA/8HjX7W1rSd0/s1600-h/coke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw-BZlIKBI/AAAAAAAAAYA/8HjX7W1rSd0/s320/coke.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218614261982963730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Coca-Cola (Coke)... I just did a search on my own blog, and I have never spoke of my love for Coca-Cola Classic.  Frankly, I am shocked at myself.  When I was younger, I would collect Coke memorabilia.  I don't (like most things) have a reason for my collection.  I think it started with a Coke bottle i bought back in 1994 to commemorate the NBA All-Star game that was in Utah.  Actually, I think I had one from Christmas 1993.  It doesn't matter.  Coke is great.  I don't like the many derivatives of Coke (Coke II, Diet Coke, Coke Zero, Cherry Coke, C2, Coke with Lime, Raspberry, Lemon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Coca-Cola Blāk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, etc.) There is only one spot for a soft drink in my life and that is Coca-Cola Classic.  And don't think that because Britney Spears was a spokesperson for Pepsi that I ever even thought about switching... The rumors are just not true!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;...You Can't Beat the Real Thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-4936208657672762684?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/4936208657672762684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=4936208657672762684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/4936208657672762684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/4936208657672762684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/07/70708.html' title='7.07.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw-BZlIKBI/AAAAAAAAAYA/8HjX7W1rSd0/s72-c/coke.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-3586616886046089464</id><published>2008-07-06T16:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T16:49:38.284-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Britney Spears'/><title type='text'>7.06.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw9kI0c9BI/AAAAAAAAAXw/veBZCpFgfpk/s1600-h/britneywk2front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw9kI0c9BI/AAAAAAAAAXw/veBZCpFgfpk/s320/britneywk2front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218613759267632146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Britney Challenge (Week 2)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'd be lying if I didn't sound a little remorseful for choosing this challenge for the month of July (or any month).  But, i must go forward.  This should be interesting, because I don't really care for this album.  Although, according to many music sources, this and "Britney" are arguably her best albums.  We shall see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-3586616886046089464?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/3586616886046089464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=3586616886046089464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/3586616886046089464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/3586616886046089464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/07/70608.html' title='7.06.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw9kI0c9BI/AAAAAAAAAXw/veBZCpFgfpk/s72-c/britneywk2front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-748060752635395755</id><published>2008-07-05T12:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T12:43:12.676-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Britney Spears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>7.05.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw9NRbrnXI/AAAAAAAAAXo/E8OKQ7UHabs/s1600-h/britneywk1back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw9NRbrnXI/AAAAAAAAAXo/E8OKQ7UHabs/s320/britneywk1back.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218613366442663282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Britney Challenge (Week 1)... What a week! I can honestly say that I am sick of this album.  I also have my doubts that I will be able to make it through the rest of this month's (silly) challenge.  Having said that, I did find out (on Monday) that I do actually like (some of) the songs on this album.  Sure, they are (entirely) amateurish, but it's a (freshman) pop album.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Semi) Notable Tracks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...Baby One More Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(You Drive Me) Crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Soda Pop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Born To Make You Happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;From The Bottom Of My Broken Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I Will Be There&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thinkin' About You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Beat Goes On&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, that only leaves 2 tracks that really should have been scratched as they are only heard as junky filler... I Will Still Love You and E-Mail My Heart.  The whole thing really is filler, but come on, "E-Mail My Heart"??!  What strikes me as even more funny about this album (and most pop albums) is the fact that there is no way at the ages of 14-16 that Britney could have experienced some of the "life lessons" that she sings about in this album. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-748060752635395755?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/748060752635395755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=748060752635395755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/748060752635395755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/748060752635395755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/07/70508.html' title='7.05.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw9NRbrnXI/AAAAAAAAAXo/E8OKQ7UHabs/s72-c/britneywk1back.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-1611885930775342608</id><published>2008-07-04T08:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T09:44:47.606-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='America'/><title type='text'>7.04.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw8sXwkMYI/AAAAAAAAAXg/m0wJKee4d-c/s1600-h/independenceday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw8sXwkMYI/AAAAAAAAAXg/m0wJKee4d-c/s320/independenceday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218612801205186946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Independence Day... I guess on July 4th it is appropriate to wish a Happy Birthday to our Declaration of Independence.  It feels a little strange wishing a happy birthday to a document.  Not to mention that it is a month off.  If I am not mistaken, the document wasn't signed in its entirety until August of 1776.  I could be wrong.  Either way, we have the day off, which is always a big plus in my book.  I hope your day is full of BBQ, fireworks, family, friends, True Patriotism (not the kind used for political spouts and gain).  After living in a foreign country for a couple of years, I have love for this country and I am grateful for those that serve our country with true honor.  THANK YOU and God Bless America.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-1611885930775342608?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/1611885930775342608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=1611885930775342608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/1611885930775342608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/1611885930775342608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/07/70408.html' title='7.04.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw8sXwkMYI/AAAAAAAAAXg/m0wJKee4d-c/s72-c/independenceday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-2400941337027553259</id><published>2008-07-03T20:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T09:37:39.385-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobby'/><title type='text'>7.03.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw8LFtuY-I/AAAAAAAAAXY/fwlvgS7P3I8/s1600-h/peoplewatching.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw8LFtuY-I/AAAAAAAAAXY/fwlvgS7P3I8/s320/peoplewatching.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218612229425751010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;People Watching... Last week I went to the Utah Arts Festival.  Yes, I like art, but more than art, I like people watching at the Utah Arts Festival.  My two favorite spots for People Watching is the Utah State Fair and the Utah Arts Festival.  They both pull the most diverse groups of people together for me to watch.  The Arts Festival is full of the eclectic and the eclectic wannabes.  Mostly wannabes.  You know the kind? The kind that want to be seen at the Festival and looked upon as a "true" supporter of the arts because they shelled out $10 for an entrance ticket.  What they don't know is most of that goes to the overhead to actually put on the festival.  Besides all of that, they end up spending more on Beer &amp;amp; Wine than they do on art, so to even it all out they spend some more cash on some face painting for their (1) child that they ignore and sometimes neglect throughout the night.  Of course I am making a steep generalization. BUT, that is what people watching is all about.  Deal with it. So, was I there for the art? Not necessarily.  Did I "take part in art"? Not Really.  Did I have fun? Yes.  I also discovered what might be more interesting than people watching... watching other people - people watch.  Give it a try at your local arts festival or another local fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-2400941337027553259?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/2400941337027553259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=2400941337027553259' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/2400941337027553259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/2400941337027553259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/07/70308.html' title='7.03.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw8LFtuY-I/AAAAAAAAAXY/fwlvgS7P3I8/s72-c/peoplewatching.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-4124980626779412110</id><published>2008-07-02T20:39:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T22:23:12.259-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='performance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tickets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet peeve'/><title type='text'>7.02.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw76m4EagI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/XLAVmilJpcE/s1600-h/convfee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw76m4EagI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/XLAVmilJpcE/s320/convfee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218611946269731330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Convenience Fees... What is up with convenience fees?! Who are they trying to be convenient for?  I, for one, don't find convenience fees to be very convenient.  In fact, I find them to be very inconvenient and flat out annoying.  If you are going to charge such a fee, just raise the ticket price.  For example, in the above scan, the ticket was $7 and the convenience fee was $1.  I asked the ticket attendant why this was so... They didn't have an answer.  So, I said, "Why don't you just charge me $8 and make no mention of a "convenience fee?"  It makes much more sense and it doesn't annoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-4124980626779412110?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/4124980626779412110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=4124980626779412110' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/4124980626779412110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/4124980626779412110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/07/70208.html' title='7.02.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGw76m4EagI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/XLAVmilJpcE/s72-c/convfee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-8166689124044955302</id><published>2008-07-01T18:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T07:24:41.659-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='likes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>7.01.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SF2WmOu4CbI/AAAAAAAAAW4/tgoMuMHr07g/s1600-h/videocamera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SF2WmOu4CbI/AAAAAAAAAW4/tgoMuMHr07g/s320/videocamera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214489527098804658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Video Camera...  I have some wide &amp;amp; varied hobbies.  One of them is video editing.  This scan is one of my old video cameras.  The sad thing is, I haven't flourished this hobby in a while.  Is it the fact that I don't care about it anymore?  Is it that I am getting older? Is it that I am lazy?  Or a combination of all of those things. &lt;br /&gt;When I bought my new computer, I made sure it had a huge amount of processing power and a great video card, and I have never used it.  To this day, I use this computer for ... well, this.  I need to get myself involved in it again.  You don't want to lose the talents that you have worked so hard on.  I am sure some of you remember some of the titles that I have been a part of in the production:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Daddy's Little Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Chance of a Lifetime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's Orphanage Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kid's News&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Power Puff Girls (1&amp;amp;2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Schmidt Happens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;JFK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tornado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As I create this list, I am laughing, because some of these videos are hilarious.  If I wasn't too embarrassed, I would post one of these movies.... someday (maybe).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-8166689124044955302?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/8166689124044955302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=8166689124044955302' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/8166689124044955302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/8166689124044955302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/07/70108.html' title='7.01.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SF2WmOu4CbI/AAAAAAAAAW4/tgoMuMHr07g/s72-c/videocamera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-8554481637712359057</id><published>2008-06-30T18:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T22:42:21.414-06:00</updated><title type='text'>6.30.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SF2W19lY7wI/AAAAAAAAAXA/yCONfEHffIA/s1600-h/lagoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SF2W19lY7wI/AAAAAAAAAXA/yCONfEHffIA/s320/lagoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214489797373521666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lagoon...I haven't been to Lagoon in a long while, but I found this old picture taken on the Colossus.  Oh, to be a kid again. No worries, no thoughts about tomorrow, no worrying about whether or not your clothes are too casual for a "casual dress code."  I just look at this picture and sometimes yearn for the summer days as a kid.  Do you ever have thoughts of wanting to go back, but then those thoughts come to a screeching halt when you start thinking about having to go through middle school again?  This entry really didn't end up being about Lagoon at all. Oh, well. Actually, Lagoon is kind of a nasty place where I don't want to come in contact with anyone or anything, for fear of diseases and touching old gum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-8554481637712359057?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/8554481637712359057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=8554481637712359057' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/8554481637712359057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/8554481637712359057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/06/63008.html' title='6.30.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SF2W19lY7wI/AAAAAAAAAXA/yCONfEHffIA/s72-c/lagoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-3500088704497472829</id><published>2008-06-29T20:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T22:46:15.621-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Britney Spears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>6.29.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGhHn2lew4I/AAAAAAAAAXI/ZxGmrw1FyZY/s1600-h/britneybaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGhHn2lew4I/AAAAAAAAAXI/ZxGmrw1FyZY/s320/britneybaby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217498918301909890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Britney Challenge (Week 1)... I have often said that Britney Spears is my favorite artist.  I realize I am stretching the definition of artist in saying that.  My love for Britney goes all the way back to 1999, when "Baby One More Time" could be heard from every radio station.  You couldn't avoid it!! Let's face it, I was hooked from that point on.  I am well aware of her personal issues and since 1999 my music taste has to evolved to include many other artists and genres, but through it all one thing has remained constant... my love for the artist formerly known as Mrs. Federline.  So, in honor of her, I am beginning my Britney challenge.  This challenge requires me to listen (in my car) to a Britney album each week.  This week is her debut album, ...baby one more time.  Quite honestly, I don't think I have listened to it since it first came out.  The other thing that makes it a little difficult is my M-ADHD (Music Attention Deficit Hyperactive Disorder) I can only listen to a song for about a max of 1 min 30 sec.  Wish me luck and you can join me (if you can find your copy of this album under the layers of dust).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-3500088704497472829?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/3500088704497472829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=3500088704497472829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/3500088704497472829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/3500088704497472829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/06/62908.html' title='6.29.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SGhHn2lew4I/AAAAAAAAAXI/ZxGmrw1FyZY/s72-c/britneybaby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-8459751541338814173</id><published>2008-06-28T12:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T08:49:36.473-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet peeve'/><title type='text'>6.28.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SF2WIlekm4I/AAAAAAAAAWw/j1wCxcy-mF8/s1600-h/tangle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SF2WIlekm4I/AAAAAAAAAWw/j1wCxcy-mF8/s320/tangle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214489017808362370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tangles... Why is it every time I use a vacuum, the cord tangles?? It is a mystery and it happens EVERYtime! The tangle is a respector of no vacuum!  I try so hard to keep it straight, but still, it tangles.  The scanned tangle is a real tangle, I didn't set that up!  I think it might actually be a test of my patience from heaven (thank you).  The same thing happens with my headphones.  Grrrr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-8459751541338814173?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/8459751541338814173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=8459751541338814173' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/8459751541338814173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/8459751541338814173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/06/62808.html' title='6.28.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SF2WIlekm4I/AAAAAAAAAWw/j1wCxcy-mF8/s72-c/tangle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-8487423052043367583</id><published>2008-06-27T22:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T08:45:09.746-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='golf'/><title type='text'>6.27.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFc36Bn3UwI/AAAAAAAAAWo/u9q7RkRWwu8/s1600-h/golf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFc36Bn3UwI/AAAAAAAAAWo/u9q7RkRWwu8/s320/golf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212696563712217858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Golf... What a funny sport.  You hit the tiniest ball in to the smallest hole on a large piece of land.  As funny as it is, it's still fun.  I am a very mediocre player.  I went with some co-workers a couple of days ago to hit a bucket of balls during lunch.  We had a good time.  So, my point is.  If you're bored, you should go hit some golf balls.  I find it to be a great stress reliever (some people think it brings on more stress).  Plus, when you're just at a driving range you can smack the balls as hard as you want and it doesn't matter where it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-8487423052043367583?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/8487423052043367583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=8487423052043367583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/8487423052043367583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/8487423052043367583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/06/62708.html' title='6.27.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFc36Bn3UwI/AAAAAAAAAWo/u9q7RkRWwu8/s72-c/golf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-6385222777328762977</id><published>2008-06-26T22:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T22:32:10.256-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>6.26.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFc3P_wqUCI/AAAAAAAAAWg/vPwpBm4UPXs/s1600-h/edited+movies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFc3P_wqUCI/AAAAAAAAAWg/vPwpBm4UPXs/s320/edited+movies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212695841657737250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Edited Movies... I am all for edited movies, but I just wish the movie studios would allow to do have them done professionally.  I am sorry, but CleanFlicks sucks at editing movies.  They end up being choppy and sometimes hard to understand and in the end, they don't even know the movie that they are editing.... It's called Pretty WomAn not Pretty WomEn.  Stupid!  That's all I have to say about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-6385222777328762977?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/6385222777328762977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=6385222777328762977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/6385222777328762977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/6385222777328762977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/06/62608.html' title='6.26.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFc3P_wqUCI/AAAAAAAAAWg/vPwpBm4UPXs/s72-c/edited+movies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-2055405745113899156</id><published>2008-06-25T21:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T22:47:30.488-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='likes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='socks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flip flops'/><title type='text'>6.25.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFc20T9gELI/AAAAAAAAAWY/simCyj7nc9Y/s1600-h/flip+flop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFc20T9gELI/AAAAAAAAAWY/simCyj7nc9Y/s320/flip+flop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212695366043963570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Flip-Flops... This blog entry was a long time coming.  I love flip flops.  But, I can't tell if I love flip flops more than not wearing socks.  I really don't like socks and I know that I have blogged about that before.  I believe the root of all of this comes from my life abroad on the isles of Fiji.  I never had to wear socks or shoes... it was literally fantastic!!  If my work would let me wear flip flops all the time, I would be in heaven... Unfortunately, No Shoes, No Socks, No Work... which means No Money.  So, I save flip flops for immediately after work and the weekends.      &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-2055405745113899156?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/2055405745113899156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=2055405745113899156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/2055405745113899156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/2055405745113899156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/06/62508.html' title='6.25.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFc20T9gELI/AAAAAAAAAWY/simCyj7nc9Y/s72-c/flip+flop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-5727431125650314585</id><published>2008-06-24T21:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T21:59:20.778-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='underrated'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><title type='text'>6.24.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFc17BUN46I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/WoEzd2IRm1o/s1600-h/underrated.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFc17BUN46I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/WoEzd2IRm1o/s320/underrated.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212694381786424226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Underrated Artists... This month's under valued artist award goes to two great artists.  One is a solo effort, while the other is a group effort.  Every time I come across an artist that I feel needs some more attention, I will share it with you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Robyn:  You probably remember this mini swede from the 90's with her hit, "Show Me Love".  Well, she is back in the states with a new album that rocks!  No, seriously, it is a great album with great songs.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;NERD:  Now, I saw these guys at "The Concert".  They have lots of energy and their group includes Pharrell (mastermind behind Gwen Stefani's solo efforts and numerous other artists).  If you're a hip hop fan, this is a must.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you have an artist that you think I should listen to, let me know... I am up for anything.  However, if I conclude that the artist is overrated, I may have to post about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-5727431125650314585?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5727431125650314585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=5727431125650314585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/5727431125650314585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/5727431125650314585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/06/62408.html' title='6.24.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFc17BUN46I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/WoEzd2IRm1o/s72-c/underrated.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-8714329619116904878</id><published>2008-06-23T21:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T22:31:37.604-06:00</updated><title type='text'>6.23.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFc1jourrLI/AAAAAAAAAWI/_HdQItS_LCs/s1600-h/kanye+thoughts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFc1jourrLI/AAAAAAAAAWI/_HdQItS_LCs/s320/kanye+thoughts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212693980049550514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kanye West... So, in continuation of "the concert".  Kanye handed out a book.  The book is basically a collection of Kanye-isms.  They basically keep telling you that Kanye is the greatest thing to walk this earth and that everyone should know that by now.  I am not sure why music artists (specifically rap artists) have to have this arrogance with them.  Why do they need to be the IT thing? No one cares.  Seriously, Kanye  no one cares!  Keep making the tunes, but no one cares whether or not your the greatest.  So, in the words of a lesser known group... "Get Over Your Self, Goodbye."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-8714329619116904878?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/8714329619116904878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=8714329619116904878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/8714329619116904878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/8714329619116904878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/06/62308.html' title='6.23.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFc1jourrLI/AAAAAAAAAWI/_HdQItS_LCs/s72-c/kanye+thoughts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-516483509394991299</id><published>2008-06-22T19:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T19:36:05.863-06:00</updated><title type='text'>6.22.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFc0fW8AebI/AAAAAAAAAWA/q32bNLYRFJc/s1600-h/pipeworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFc0fW8AebI/AAAAAAAAAWA/q32bNLYRFJc/s320/pipeworks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212692807042496946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pipeworks... I don't care for many of my childhood toy.  But, I do care for my pipeworks and they have come in handy over the years.  The other day, my nephews thought it was the most exciting thing to watch my pipework's wheels bounce down the stairs and down the hall way.  Actually, the wheels were a part of the most magical Christmas.  I had forgotten to tell Santa that I wanted the wheels for Christmas until Christmas Eve.  They still came!! I was a believer after that.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know, Pipeworks are a set of life size pipes and connectors that can be taken apart and put back into anything your imagination can come up with.  I used it for my movie sets, for letters on a Christmas light display, and also for a backyard water park.   As I am writing this, I am wondering why I care to tell the world of my love of pipeworks... then it hit me, I don't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-516483509394991299?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/516483509394991299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=516483509394991299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/516483509394991299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/516483509394991299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/06/62208.html' title='6.22.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFc0fW8AebI/AAAAAAAAAWA/q32bNLYRFJc/s72-c/pipeworks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-4261528423068294387</id><published>2008-06-21T17:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T17:48:12.721-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theatre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='las vegas'/><title type='text'>6.21.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFc0CpYqVMI/AAAAAAAAAV4/hrsdLSBHiC0/s1600-h/phantom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFc0CpYqVMI/AAAAAAAAAV4/hrsdLSBHiC0/s320/phantom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212692313778312386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Phantom... I just returned from St. George.  I went a day early with my sister and we attended a performance of the infamous "Phantom of the Opera."  It was an excellent performance.  Truth be told, I have seen the Phantom on the professional stage twice before and I hated it.  I never really got the story.  To me it was about some creepy guy that seduces a young girl through music and that was just weird to me.  Anyway, fast forward to when they released the film, I gave it another try.  I ended up liking it... a lot!  The Las Vegas production follows the film version very closely.  The theater, special effect, and of course the actors were incredible.  The ticket price was well worth reliving the music of the night for a third time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PS... Apparently, Andrew Lloyd Weber is working on a sequel to the phantom... Something to do with NYC and Broadway... Who knows? Sounds strange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-4261528423068294387?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/4261528423068294387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=4261528423068294387' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/4261528423068294387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/4261528423068294387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/06/62108_16.html' title='6.21.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFc0CpYqVMI/AAAAAAAAAV4/hrsdLSBHiC0/s72-c/phantom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-6688427217841482840</id><published>2008-06-20T17:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T17:19:14.457-06:00</updated><title type='text'>6.20.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFczPkcKZxI/AAAAAAAAAVk/TnsXf2iMewI/s1600-h/sport+drinks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFczPkcKZxI/AAAAAAAAAVk/TnsXf2iMewI/s320/sport+drinks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212691436277491474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sports Drinks... Our fridge died a day ago.  There is nothing to drink besides water.  It's warm outside and there is this lone Kirkland Sports Drink.  There was a time when I didn't like Sports Drinks.  I thought they all tasted like salt water, but now that I am older and my taste buds have matured, I enjoy them.  My favorite flavor is fruit punch.  I don't like the other "red" flavors (ie. strawberry)... Gotta be Fruit Punch.  An interesting note to these drinks, they tend to stain your lips, especially when they are dry.  Make sure your lips are well moistened (hate that word).  Enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-6688427217841482840?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/6688427217841482840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=6688427217841482840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/6688427217841482840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/6688427217841482840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/06/62008.html' title='6.20.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFczPkcKZxI/AAAAAAAAAVk/TnsXf2iMewI/s72-c/sport+drinks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-786278074363084621</id><published>2008-06-19T19:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T19:31:21.388-06:00</updated><title type='text'>6.19.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFcyX2YfjDI/AAAAAAAAAVc/qzCO6JjuAwk/s1600-h/vanessa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFcyX2YfjDI/AAAAAAAAAVc/qzCO6JjuAwk/s320/vanessa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212690479021263922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Celebrities... I met a celebrity last week.  What's strange is, I was nervous.  I have no idea why.  I don't even know the person and they don't even know me.  But, just as I was going up to get their autograph, I got sweaty palms and my heart started to beat.  In reality, the celebrity seemed a little pensive about the whole thing too.  Either way, they signed the poster and noticed the marker was drying out and asked, "Is that ok?"  and I replied "Not really, but it will do."  Hello?! I am an idiot.  This person was willing to sign something for me and I was rude.  So.... I am sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-786278074363084621?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/786278074363084621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=786278074363084621' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/786278074363084621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/786278074363084621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/06/61908.html' title='6.19.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFcyX2YfjDI/AAAAAAAAAVc/qzCO6JjuAwk/s72-c/vanessa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-2134614623735363589</id><published>2008-06-18T19:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T19:29:38.441-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>6.18.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFcyISRCPLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Kc7LAMqob9U/s1600-h/spots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFcyISRCPLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Kc7LAMqob9U/s320/spots.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212690211628268722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stains... I like popsicles.  However, they present a real problem for me.  I decided to eat a popsicle during my lunch break the other day (it was delicious, thanks for asking)... BUT, I spilled and looked like a 3 yr old.  To top it all off, I think the stain will be permanent....sad.... Clorox Bleach Pen comes to the rescue, goodbye stain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-2134614623735363589?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/2134614623735363589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=2134614623735363589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/2134614623735363589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/2134614623735363589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/06/61808.html' title='6.18.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFcyISRCPLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Kc7LAMqob9U/s72-c/spots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-3851405015365581743</id><published>2008-06-17T18:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T18:30:18.153-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><title type='text'>6.17.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFcxV7GgxjI/AAAAAAAAAVM/xJKC5ISt7GQ/s1600-h/THEconcert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFcxV7GgxjI/AAAAAAAAAVM/xJKC5ISt7GQ/s320/THEconcert.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212689346416657970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Best &amp;amp; Worst... Was i naive to think that I could actually have THE concert of the year go perfectly?  Could I actually have the best of both worlds? Well, the quick answer is an emphatic no.  I think I had put way too much expectation into this concert.  But, here is what went wrong, in no particular order:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lines&lt;/span&gt; - we had to wait in way too many lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dueling Radios&lt;/span&gt; - While waiting in the too many lines, we had to listen to two radio stations battle for our ear's attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chipotle Chicken Crispers&lt;/span&gt; - Love 'em, but I think I have IBS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ear plugs&lt;/span&gt; - I forgot to bring them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E Center&lt;/span&gt; - They just suck, security sucks, bathrooms suck, sound sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Late&lt;/span&gt; - The concert started more than a 1.5 hrs late!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IHOP&lt;/span&gt;- Because it started late, Rihanna thought it was ok to enjoy a short stack as we all waited in line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crowd&lt;/span&gt; - Full of the too young and the too old (who thought they were young)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GA&lt;/span&gt; - General Admission generally means there is no assigned seating, just because you had a "spot" 5 min ago, doesn't mean you have it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Breaks&lt;/span&gt; - While standing for 40 min in between performances we had to watch stupids sneak into the GA area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sound&lt;/span&gt; - Already mentioned, but the sound needed a major overhaul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Water Bottles&lt;/span&gt; - Someone thought it would be ok to throw a water bottle at my sister's head... not cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1:30 AM&lt;/span&gt; - When I gave into my fatigue and said it's time to go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Next day&lt;/span&gt; - TIRED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Having shared that with you, I still love all of the performers, own all of their albums, and will continue to listen to them and appreciate their energy (even though I had zero after all of the above).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-3851405015365581743?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/3851405015365581743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=3851405015365581743' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/3851405015365581743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/3851405015365581743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/06/61708.html' title='6.17.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFcxV7GgxjI/AAAAAAAAAVM/xJKC5ISt7GQ/s72-c/THEconcert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-3189021656024743224</id><published>2008-06-16T18:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T21:35:39.403-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet peeve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rebates'/><title type='text'>6.16.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFcw8wcN_rI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Qc-2eqay7eE/s1600-h/rebates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFcw8wcN_rI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Qc-2eqay7eE/s320/rebates.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212688914058182322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rebates... Love 'em or hate 'em, rebates are a pain in the (you know what).  So, you all know I bought a computer, right?  Well, there was a $150 and a $50 rebate associated with the purchase of the computer.  I submitted on time and tracked the status.  HP was very on top of things and promptly sent me my rebate.  However, Office Depot struggles (what's new?) I checked the status of my rebate and was informed that my rebate check was sent to my same street address, but in CEDAR CITY!!! I don't live in Cedar City  (never have, never plan to).  At any rate, I contacted Office Depot's Rebate department to inform them I don't live in Cedar City and this was their reply:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;We are happy to confirm that your order has been received and processed. Our records show that the rebate was mailed on 06/02/2008 to the following address:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1.5pt outset black; width: 444pt; text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="592"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="padding: 1.5pt;" valign="top"&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Name:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding: 1.5pt;" valign="top"&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;KYLE METCALF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="padding: 1.5pt;" valign="top"&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Address:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding: 1.5pt;" valign="top"&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;1638&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="padding: 1.5pt;" valign="top"&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;City, State, Postal Code:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding: 1.5pt;" valign="top"&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;CEDAR CITY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,    UT 84721&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Idiots!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-3189021656024743224?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/3189021656024743224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=3189021656024743224' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/3189021656024743224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/3189021656024743224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/06/61608.html' title='6.16.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SFcw8wcN_rI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Qc-2eqay7eE/s72-c/rebates.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-5175839863121851457</id><published>2008-06-03T21:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T21:44:13.091-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sprint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>6.03.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SEYNvbrc9qI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Q2KI86Qjg_k/s1600-h/whatsup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207865127635580578" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SEYNvbrc9qI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Q2KI86Qjg_k/s320/whatsup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What's Up?... So, where have I been? Nowhere.  I am not really sure why I haven't blogged in awhile.  I just didn't feel like it.  I could pretend that it was the weather, but that's not really fair, even though it is partially true... As the scan shows, I got a new phone.  The Palm Centro.  I think a whole blog could be devoted to my love of this phone (so, I won't go into a lot of detail).  I saw the new Indiana Jones movie.  Did I love it? 85% Yes 15% No.  I expected way too  much.  I figured I would.  I still think Last Crusade is my favorite and the best.  I went to a Salt Lake Bees Game.  It was surprisingly fun.  I went with my work.  It helps that I like the people that I work with.  And lastly, I found my tickets to the Kanye West show that is less than a week a way!!! Oh, and I bought Ashanti's album.  She's 1000 times better than Beyonce ever will be.  Sorry, I have been gone for so long.  I hope to take shorter breaks in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-5175839863121851457?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5175839863121851457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=5175839863121851457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/5175839863121851457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/5175839863121851457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/06/60308.html' title='6.03.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SEYNvbrc9qI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Q2KI86Qjg_k/s72-c/whatsup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-7139644683607596080</id><published>2008-05-14T20:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T20:30:32.374-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet peeve'/><title type='text'>5.14.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SCueCeSUpDI/AAAAAAAAAU0/xEzGQTVA4qo/s1600-h/USPS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SCueCeSUpDI/AAAAAAAAAU0/xEzGQTVA4qo/s320/USPS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200423960056210482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;USPS...  I went to the post office yesterday and it came to my attention (again)  that when you get the government involved in something, you screw it up.  The USPS is anything BUT service.  You stand in a line under flickering fluorescent lighting wondering how you could avoid this place the next time you need to send something.  You are told by the 5 people behind the counter that their station is closed and you must wait for the one employee that is still available.  You get up to send something and they tell you that you could pay more to guarantee your mail.  Why would I pay extra for something that they should be doing already? What their really telling you is, you really should pay us extra to do our job.  Then the employee gets upset with you because you weren't aware that the price of stamps went up the day previous.  TO ALL: I am sorry that I don't keep up on stamp prices.  The USPS is a monopoly.  We have allowed a partially tax-funded entity to handle our mail.  Do they have to compete fairly? No.  Do they care if their expenses exceed their revenues? No... they just raise the price of a stamp.  And on that note, stamp price increases are a conspiracy.  They just want you to be so confused that you'll never use all of your old stamps.  Well guess what? You can't fool me, I am on to you USPS!! I am all for privatizing the USPS and forcing them to compete with FedEx, UPS and DHL.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-7139644683607596080?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/7139644683607596080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=7139644683607596080' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/7139644683607596080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/7139644683607596080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/05/51408.html' title='5.14.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SCueCeSUpDI/AAAAAAAAAU0/xEzGQTVA4qo/s72-c/USPS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-3184009445126400827</id><published>2008-05-08T19:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T19:54:34.085-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet peeve'/><title type='text'>5.08.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SCOusGLtJ9I/AAAAAAAAAUs/xzFoclhJ4HQ/s1600-h/tags.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SCOusGLtJ9I/AAAAAAAAAUs/xzFoclhJ4HQ/s320/tags.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198190467512870866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tags... The weather still sucks, but I needed to say something about tagging.  I think its lame.  Remember when it was cool to send &amp;amp; fill out those 50 question surveys about yourself via email??? Yeah, that's not cool anymore and blog-tagging  has hit its limits as well.  So, to all of you that are just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;dying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; to "tag" me.  Don't bother.  I'll ignore it or delete it.  Don't take it personally, I just find them to be lame.  And guess what? It's ok for you to like "tags"... I just don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-3184009445126400827?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/3184009445126400827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=3184009445126400827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/3184009445126400827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/3184009445126400827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/05/50808.html' title='5.08.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SCOusGLtJ9I/AAAAAAAAAUs/xzFoclhJ4HQ/s72-c/tags.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-6575755469690601525</id><published>2008-05-06T19:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T19:25:37.212-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><title type='text'>5.06.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SCEEMsK0gHI/AAAAAAAAAUk/pHuMjbdK5R8/s1600-h/christianpop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SCEEMsK0gHI/AAAAAAAAAUk/pHuMjbdK5R8/s320/christianpop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197440061023748210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Christian Concert... The weather is good, so I am back (but, if it goes bad again, I am back on hiatus in protest).  I went to a Christian Pop/Rock concert.  I knew of two of the artists and some of their songs.  But, I think I was more interested in seeing the crowd.  It was very interesting.  The parking lot was full of Christian bumper stickers and Jesus fish emblems.  They were a fun crowd that was full of a lot of religious fervor.  The music was good too (minus disciple).  I even bought a cool new hat.  The hat has netting on it (this is a big step for me). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-6575755469690601525?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/6575755469690601525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=6575755469690601525' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/6575755469690601525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/6575755469690601525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/05/50608.html' title='5.06.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SCEEMsK0gHI/AAAAAAAAAUk/pHuMjbdK5R8/s72-c/christianpop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-3134048683388420171</id><published>2008-05-01T21:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T21:46:47.055-06:00</updated><title type='text'>5.01.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Boycott... It is May 1st and it snowed ALL day today.  Because of this, I am upset. Because I am upset, I will not grace this disgraceful day with a scan... So there weather!!! Whatcha think about that, eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-3134048683388420171?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/3134048683388420171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=3134048683388420171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/3134048683388420171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/3134048683388420171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/05/50108.html' title='5.01.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-9051506918407438992</id><published>2008-04-30T21:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T21:15:25.556-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='energy'/><title type='text'>4.30.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SBk1I8K0gGI/AAAAAAAAAUc/wJqYE9bOG94/s1600-h/kanye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SBk1I8K0gGI/AAAAAAAAAUc/wJqYE9bOG94/s320/kanye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195242072855314530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Glow in the Dark Tour.... Let the countdown begin... I am so excited for this concert.  It's going to be one non-stop party!! It'll be one of the first concerts where I know and enjoy all of the acts performing.  I can feel the energy building just writing about it.  And don't you worry, I will let you know all of the details of the concert.  As soon as I go.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-9051506918407438992?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/9051506918407438992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=9051506918407438992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/9051506918407438992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/9051506918407438992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/04/43008.html' title='4.30.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SBk1I8K0gGI/AAAAAAAAAUc/wJqYE9bOG94/s72-c/kanye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-4079543621926166053</id><published>2008-04-29T20:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T20:44:00.545-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet peeve'/><title type='text'>4.29.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SBfcVMK0gFI/AAAAAAAAAUU/d646JgFBJr0/s1600-h/allergies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SBfcVMK0gFI/AAAAAAAAAUU/d646JgFBJr0/s320/allergies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194862951797129298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Allergies... I love the warm weather, I really do.  But, I really don't like the sneezing, the headaches, the watery &amp;amp; itchy eyes.  I am not one to have huge allergy issues, but today it hit me like a brick wall.  I don't know if it is because it is windy with a lot of pollen swimming in the air.  It's just a little annoying.  Even looking at this computer screen is straining.  Maybe, I am just tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-4079543621926166053?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/4079543621926166053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=4079543621926166053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/4079543621926166053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/4079543621926166053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/04/42908.html' title='4.29.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SBfcVMK0gFI/AAAAAAAAAUU/d646JgFBJr0/s72-c/allergies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-7678539244256385279</id><published>2008-04-28T21:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T21:10:47.007-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treats'/><title type='text'>4.28.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SBaQp8K0gEI/AAAAAAAAAUM/JOWcW21RUeE/s1600-h/nielsens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SBaQp8K0gEI/AAAAAAAAAUM/JOWcW21RUeE/s320/nielsens.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194498270418993218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nielsen's Frozen Custard... There are many things that make warm weather even better.  I am sure as the weather continues to rise in temperature, I will take more opportunities to share them with you.  One of them is Nielsen's Frozen Custard.  I can't eat it often because of price and its richness, but at the times I do, I always enjoy it.  AND, with the way the weather has been playing a bit of a roller coaster ride with us, you have to take the opportunities as they come... I even got to wear shorts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-7678539244256385279?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/7678539244256385279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=7678539244256385279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/7678539244256385279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/7678539244256385279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/04/42808.html' title='4.28.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SBaQp8K0gEI/AAAAAAAAAUM/JOWcW21RUeE/s72-c/nielsens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-4430373818045505734</id><published>2008-04-23T22:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T22:21:27.570-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sprint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Customer Service'/><title type='text'>4.23.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SBAIhsK0gDI/AAAAAAAAAUE/3OC3bXHASO0/s1600-h/sprintahead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SBAIhsK0gDI/AAAAAAAAAUE/3OC3bXHASO0/s320/sprintahead.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192659745243430962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://delivery.sprint.com/m/p/sprint/epc/epclanding.asp"&gt;Sprint SERO&lt;/a&gt;... About a year ago, I came across a special cell phone plan from Sprint.  The prices are too good to be true.  The funny thing is, it is true.  $30/month gets you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;500 Minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Unlimited Texting &amp;amp; PictureMail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Unlimited Web/Data&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sprint TV access&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Unlimited Nights/Weekends starting at 7pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The reason I am posting this is because I spent an hour on the phone with Sprint today trying to get all the details and the plan straight.  It works. So, if you're in the market for a cell phone, check it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-4430373818045505734?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/4430373818045505734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=4430373818045505734' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/4430373818045505734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/4430373818045505734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/04/42308.html' title='4.23.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SBAIhsK0gDI/AAAAAAAAAUE/3OC3bXHASO0/s72-c/sprintahead.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-283898105239316117</id><published>2008-04-21T19:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T19:38:48.151-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='molly'/><title type='text'>4.21.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SA1BAMK0gCI/AAAAAAAAAT8/N3XfkCwTxHA/s1600-h/mollybirthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SA1BAMK0gCI/AAAAAAAAAT8/N3XfkCwTxHA/s320/mollybirthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191877416950464546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Happy Birthday Molly!... Today is Molly's birthday, and she let everyone know.  Her desk was decorated at work and a coworker made homemade cupcakes (don't worry, she's "kind of a professional" at it).  Above all else, She had to wear this crown all day long, by order of her mother.  Molly is a cool person with great traits.  She's funny.  She's driven.  She's passionate about her interests.  HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOLLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-283898105239316117?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/283898105239316117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=283898105239316117' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/283898105239316117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/283898105239316117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/04/42108.html' title='4.21.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SA1BAMK0gCI/AAAAAAAAAT8/N3XfkCwTxHA/s72-c/mollybirthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-3422438433631386605</id><published>2008-04-20T23:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T23:05:51.406-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recycle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taxes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='government'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vote'/><title type='text'>4.20.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SAwfdgmyMJI/AAAAAAAAAT0/ws5GOJmUDQU/s1600-h/support.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SAwfdgmyMJI/AAAAAAAAAT0/ws5GOJmUDQU/s320/support.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191559062280614034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Support Our Troops... I am confused.  I keep receiving these "Cell Phone For Soldiers" bags and I am completely miffed as to what they are trying to say.  It states that their mission is to "help our troops call home."  So wait, the troops can't call home unless we donate old cell phones?  You're telling me that our troops are out there fighting and they aren't able to make a phone call to talk to loved ones unless there is an old cell phone to do it? Am I just completely misunderstanding the concept or do we really not support our troops as soon as they get out there? Do we need to send them our leftovers too? I certainly hope they are being fed and that they are able to call home.  That's all for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-3422438433631386605?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/3422438433631386605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=3422438433631386605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/3422438433631386605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/3422438433631386605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/04/42008.html' title='4.20.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SAwfdgmyMJI/AAAAAAAAAT0/ws5GOJmUDQU/s72-c/support.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-3377243238628332206</id><published>2008-04-18T22:57:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T08:43:00.880-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>4.18.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SAoE1gmyMII/AAAAAAAAATU/EiLXMeWZwFY/s1600-h/100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SAoE1gmyMII/AAAAAAAAATU/EiLXMeWZwFY/s320/100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190966837830103170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blogger is currently not allowing me to add an image.  What a great way to celebrate a blogging milestone. UPDATE: IT LET ME UPLOAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;100th Post... I have made 100 posts? That's just crazy and it might also be a sign that I have wasted way too much time.  I have had fun though.  Here's to 100 more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-3377243238628332206?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/3377243238628332206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=3377243238628332206' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/3377243238628332206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/3377243238628332206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/04/41808.html' title='4.18.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SAoE1gmyMII/AAAAAAAAATU/EiLXMeWZwFY/s72-c/100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-5220352324472005777</id><published>2008-04-17T21:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T21:26:01.512-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Customer Service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet peeve'/><title type='text'>4.17.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SAgTY9cAWrI/AAAAAAAAATM/VzzN0xlDnxA/s1600-h/walstupid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SAgTY9cAWrI/AAAAAAAAATM/VzzN0xlDnxA/s320/walstupid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190419890074311346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wal-Mart SUCKS!!...  I am STILL dealing with the problem I blogged about on &lt;a href="http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/02/22908.html"&gt;2.29.08&lt;/a&gt;.  It has put me into a bad mood and so, I don't really have anything more to say except WAL-MART SUCKS!!!  Do NOT ever purchase anything from Wal-Mart that would require a warranty.  I have been dealing with an issue since October 2007.... and still NO resolution.  I am telling you it is NOT worth the lower price.  The time I have spent dealing with the issue and the time away from using my product have made up for any money I allegedly saved in my original purchase.  The only current comfort I get from the current situation is the fact that Wal-Mart has to spend the money on the manpower and shipping charges.  Unfortunately, they are too stupid to figure that out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-5220352324472005777?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5220352324472005777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=5220352324472005777' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/5220352324472005777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/5220352324472005777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/04/41708.html' title='4.17.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SAgTY9cAWrI/AAAAAAAAATM/VzzN0xlDnxA/s72-c/walstupid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-8947638930586779796</id><published>2008-04-16T22:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T22:27:31.320-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='candy'/><title type='text'>4.16.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SAbQkNcAWpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/ITDsLeMopdk/s1600-h/amanda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SAbQkNcAWpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/ITDsLeMopdk/s320/amanda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190064941092067986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Amanda Bynes... I attended an odd Birthday party tonight.  To be honest, I thought the idea was a little weird, but as most things go, it turned out to be fun.  PLUS, I got told how cool I was (everyone did).  Amanda Bynes is a pretty cool (from what I know) person.  She makes awkward/weirdness look cool and lol hilarious. Beyond being told how cool I was, i got some NOWandLATERS.  I haven't had those in a long time.  I am looking forward to enjoying them through my day of work tomorrow (Thanks Linzi &amp;amp; Amy).    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-8947638930586779796?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/8947638930586779796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=8947638930586779796' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/8947638930586779796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/8947638930586779796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/04/41608.html' title='4.16.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SAbQkNcAWpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/ITDsLeMopdk/s72-c/amanda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-7046308082634829873</id><published>2008-04-15T18:18:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T18:40:34.326-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newspaper'/><title type='text'>4.15.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SAVJldcAWoI/AAAAAAAAASw/ubNdoE_-oIo/s1600-h/scanoftheday2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189635053520444034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SAVJldcAWoI/AAAAAAAAASw/ubNdoE_-oIo/s320/scanoftheday2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; New Banner/Layout... What do we think of the new banner and layout? As you can tell, I worked real hard on it. It is comprised of newspaper clippings. I know what you're thinking, "you didn't need to tell me that"... Well, in response, you didn't have to read it. Let me know what you think.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PS... Who(m)ever &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195509526664296242"&gt;lookbothways&lt;/a&gt; is, I already had the Mariah Carey album, Jamba Juice is too expensive, and thanks to TiVo I can balance my TV watching throughout the week.  But, I must say your comment made me lol (laugh out loud).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SAVGCdcAWnI/AAAAAAAAASo/-nHRhfGNF1Y/s1600-h/scanoftheday.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-7046308082634829873?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/7046308082634829873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=7046308082634829873' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/7046308082634829873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/7046308082634829873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/04/41508.html' title='4.15.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SAVJldcAWoI/AAAAAAAAASw/ubNdoE_-oIo/s72-c/scanoftheday2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-6127188046919879113</id><published>2008-04-14T22:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T22:17:54.985-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet peeve'/><title type='text'>4.14.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SAQr9tcAWkI/AAAAAAAAASI/cZ1WF1WWAnw/s1600-h/weather.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SAQr9tcAWkI/AAAAAAAAASI/cZ1WF1WWAnw/s320/weather.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189321009806727746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Crazy Utah Weather... Today's weather was fantastic! But, look at what is going to happen tomorrow and for the rest of the week... Why is it that the weather seems to be great during the work week but as soon as the weekend rolls around (when you can actually enjoy it), it's crappy!  Looks like we are in for a roller coaster of all types of weather... Lame!    &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-6127188046919879113?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/6127188046919879113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=6127188046919879113' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/6127188046919879113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/6127188046919879113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/04/41408.html' title='4.14.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SAQr9tcAWkI/AAAAAAAAASI/cZ1WF1WWAnw/s72-c/weather.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-3379201370761096157</id><published>2008-04-13T11:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T11:43:22.696-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='convention'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='las vegas'/><title type='text'>4.13.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SAJE_dcAWiI/AAAAAAAAAR4/xF2Yd_WJiEE/s1600-h/baggagetickets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SAJE_dcAWiI/AAAAAAAAAR4/xF2Yd_WJiEE/s320/baggagetickets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188785577708771874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Vegas Trip... I'm back, well actually I returned Thursday evening. I figured I would do a "mega post." Let's start from the beginning. First of all, it's been awhile since I have flown on an airplane, so long, that I seemed to have a tendency to forget my boarding pass. When&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I arrived at the airport, checked my baggage, I left my ticket at the counter only to realize that baggage claim stickers weren't going to pass for a boarding pass, especially with the TSA. That was only the beginnin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;g of my boarding pass issues. I would later leave it on a Delta golf cart, while trying to re-pack some items into my backpack. &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I arrived in Vegas, it was instantly warmer than Salt Lake, which was a huge welcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SAJDFtcAWgI/AAAAAAAAARo/TXTsZfsqrR0/s1600-h/wynn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SAJDFtcAWgI/AAAAAAAAARo/TXTsZfsqrR0/s320/wynn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188783486059698690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We arrived at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.wynnlasvegas.com/#home"&gt;Wynn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; with just enough time to check-in and get ready for the night's Welcome/Cocktail get together. I was assigned to the room 3922 on the golf course side. All I can say is "WOW!!" My room was absolutely perfect (floor to ceiling views of a green golf course, electronically controlled drapes, 2 HDTVs, slippers &amp;amp; robe, iPod connections, bedtime chocolates, soaking bubble baths, King bed with deluxe sheets and pillows). The evening's party was filled with laughing at the drunks and trying to decipher what it is that they are trying to say, all while I sip on my Fiji water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SAJEgNcAWhI/AAAAAAAAARw/SPWlCG0Y-50/s1600-h/Convention.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SAJEgNcAWhI/AAAAAAAAARw/SPWlCG0Y-50/s320/Convention.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188785040837859858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The next day was spent in various trainings from carriers, somehow in it all I got assigned to supervise anything computer related (videos, powerpoints, etc.) In the end, it would be my downfall and a cause for a migraine that evening (I am sure the early morning Red Bull didn't help either). &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wednesday was much of the same type of presentations, but they ended earlier and allowed for sometime by the pool, again watching people get drunk. I have to wonder whether or not people learn anything in that state of mind. Well, whatever. I also walked away with as much free stuff I could scrounge around for. I think I get a good 5lbs of chocolate. That evening, I basically botched the award/video presentation, but what can you expect when you get a crash training course a few minutes before it starts. The night was spent around the casino at penn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;y slots, a big spinning wheel, and Blackjack. I am not good at any of them, but they give you free drinks anyway. Don't worry, just Coke for me.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Good thing, i got to sleep in on Thursday it was needed and I got to sneak in one more soaking tub before my departure from the Wynn and Las Vegas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SAJFStcAWjI/AAAAAAAAASA/qeyYRa1tGw4/s1600-h/swalost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SAJFStcAWjI/AAAAAAAAASA/qeyYRa1tGw4/s320/swalost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188785908421253682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After an enjoyable short flight and picking up 6 Cinnabons (it's the only place you can get them), we were notified that there was a problem with the baggage belts in the Las Vegas airport and our luggage didn't make it on the flight...... ANNOYING!!! We stood in a line for an hour, finally got home, but had to wait till 11:30 to get my bags.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's that.... I am sure I am missing something, but what can you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-3379201370761096157?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/3379201370761096157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=3379201370761096157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/3379201370761096157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/3379201370761096157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/04/41308_13.html' title='4.13.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/SAJE_dcAWiI/AAAAAAAAAR4/xF2Yd_WJiEE/s72-c/baggagetickets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-7695086287108459963</id><published>2008-04-07T09:22:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T09:25:12.672-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>4.07.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R_o8RbW1lkI/AAAAAAAAARU/wbdNqza0BHY/s1600-h/lasvegas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R_o8RbW1lkI/AAAAAAAAARU/wbdNqza0BHY/s320/lasvegas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186524190969534018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Convention... To my many (few) blog readers: I will be out of town till Thursday.  I am on my way to Las Vegas for a work convention.  This means, I won't have a scanner and therefore no blogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today's reason for being excited that I am going to Vegas: It's snowing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-7695086287108459963?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/7695086287108459963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=7695086287108459963' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/7695086287108459963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/7695086287108459963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/04/40708.html' title='4.07.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R_o8RbW1lkI/AAAAAAAAARU/wbdNqza0BHY/s72-c/lasvegas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-7093768443461483265</id><published>2008-04-06T21:41:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T21:49:19.421-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strange'/><title type='text'>4.06.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R_mYB7W1ljI/AAAAAAAAARM/0fqEZF_SDj4/s1600-h/dreamz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R_mYB7W1ljI/AAAAAAAAARM/0fqEZF_SDj4/s320/dreamz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186343604774606386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;American Dreamz... Sorry, I have been absent for a couple of days.  I just didn't feel like blogging.  I had the strangest dream last night.  Me, My sister and a co-worker were students at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.ctv.ca/mini/degrassi2006/index.html"&gt;Degrassi High&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.  All of the student body was very upset because our biggest rival got to pick our class schedules.  Well, to make matters worse, the girl they chose to pick our schedules did not have normal eyes, they were made of buttons.  Very strange, I know.  What was really odd was the fact that no one was frightened by her button eyes.  We decided we weren't going to take it anymore.  So, we took the schedules she was preparing and put our gum in them and threw them all in the garbage (((we showed her!!))).  She started to cry, but couldn't, because her eyes were made of buttons!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-7093768443461483265?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/7093768443461483265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=7093768443461483265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/7093768443461483265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/7093768443461483265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/04/40608.html' title='4.06.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R_mYB7W1ljI/AAAAAAAAARM/0fqEZF_SDj4/s72-c/dreamz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-3558360321740755047</id><published>2008-04-03T21:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T21:37:26.582-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='likes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newspaper'/><title type='text'>4.03.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R_WiWbW1liI/AAAAAAAAARE/FzlgvZe-wlU/s1600-h/newspaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R_WiWbW1liI/AAAAAAAAARE/FzlgvZe-wlU/s320/newspaper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185229052171359778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Newspaper... Is the newspaper dying? I used to be a major reader of the newspaper.  I haven't stopped keeping myself informed.  But, I have changed my habits in the way I get that information.  I find myself more and more reading my news online.  I love reading from the Google News page.  I like to read multiple articles about the same headline, it's always interesting to see how different reporters interpret the same story... or how they seem to always find a way to interject their opinions concerning a story, even though its not the opinion page... I think I'll go read the paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-3558360321740755047?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/3558360321740755047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=3558360321740755047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/3558360321740755047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/3558360321740755047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/04/40308.html' title='4.03.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R_WiWbW1liI/AAAAAAAAARE/FzlgvZe-wlU/s72-c/newspaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-6877051602059721976</id><published>2008-04-02T21:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T22:00:23.380-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>4.02.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R_RVKLW1lhI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/tVEOeV5gOv0/s1600-h/jazz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R_RVKLW1lhI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/tVEOeV5gOv0/s320/jazz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184862704345912850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Utah Jazz... If you know me, you know that I am not the most avid fan of sports.  Truth be told though, I like to pretend like I don't care, but deep down inside when I happen to watch a game that is close till the end, I get nervous and I almost can't watch.  I know it's odd.  So, I went to the Jazz game tonight.  You can tell by the ticket that we were sitting in the sky seats, but it was still very fun.  There's a certain energy in an arena that you don't get at home.  Plus, we got to sit behind two drunk guys (don't worry they took the train home).  But, they were hilarious and if this wasn't a scanning site, I would post videos from my phone of them.  Every time Williams did anything, they would yell "MVP!!!!.... D. Williams is MVP..... MVP!!!"&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-6877051602059721976?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/6877051602059721976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=6877051602059721976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/6877051602059721976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/6877051602059721976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/04/40208.html' title='4.02.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R_RVKLW1lhI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/tVEOeV5gOv0/s72-c/jazz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-2078656187136307395</id><published>2008-04-01T21:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T22:28:51.028-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purchase'/><title type='text'>4.01.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R_MLe7W1lgI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/POeeBBzQoBM/s1600-h/mouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R_MLe7W1lgI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/POeeBBzQoBM/s320/mouse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184500221991032322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Impulse Purchase (PART II)... I returned the computer today.  I had to go to two more stores, listen to a manager complain about another store in vulgar terms, be treated as though I was lying even though I didn't need a reason for a return (because I was within the alloted time anyway), watch another co-worker rip my previous box to shreds so he could compare the serial numbers, hear more profanities, drive from Fort Union to Fashion Place to Valley Fair Mall... all to get a new computer which is what I paid for in the first place... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-2078656187136307395?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/2078656187136307395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=2078656187136307395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/2078656187136307395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/2078656187136307395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/04/40108.html' title='4.01.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R_MLe7W1lgI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/POeeBBzQoBM/s72-c/mouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-5675155286910538764</id><published>2008-03-31T22:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T22:40:03.803-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purchase'/><title type='text'>3.31.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R_G8nbW1lfI/AAAAAAAAAQs/UdX8jBjLd_4/s1600-h/depot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R_G8nbW1lfI/AAAAAAAAAQs/UdX8jBjLd_4/s320/depot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184132031624615410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Impulse Purchase... Today, I went to Office Depot and made a semi-impulse purchase.  If you have read my blog before, you know that I don't take spending money lightly.  However, I found a great deal on a great computer and decided to go for it.  Like most things that I am quick to decide on, this one didn't really go in my favor.  After arriving home, I discovered that the computer I just bought had already been used. GRRR!!! stupid Office Depot.  I have numerous Office Depot stories, I am not really sure what keeps me going back to that place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-5675155286910538764?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5675155286910538764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=5675155286910538764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/5675155286910538764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/5675155286910538764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/03/33108.html' title='3.31.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R_G8nbW1lfI/AAAAAAAAAQs/UdX8jBjLd_4/s72-c/depot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-2396389708997962305</id><published>2008-03-30T21:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T21:57:19.972-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoying'/><title type='text'>3.30.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R_Bga7W1leI/AAAAAAAAAQk/j3vZXX2rOYM/s1600-h/jokes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R_Bga7W1leI/AAAAAAAAAQk/j3vZXX2rOYM/s320/jokes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183749186829784546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lame Jokes... I found an old book of jokes and riddles.  I thought you would like a laugh from a knock-knock joke that still doesn't make a whole lot of sense.  So, is the frog referring to a Yamaha-brand item?  I don't know... and it most certainly is not funny.  The poor child that has to read this and think it is funny.  IF by chance you get the joke, feel free to leave a comment of your thoughts. &lt;/span&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-2396389708997962305?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/2396389708997962305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=2396389708997962305' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/2396389708997962305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/2396389708997962305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/03/33008.html' title='3.30.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R_Bga7W1leI/AAAAAAAAAQk/j3vZXX2rOYM/s72-c/jokes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-4871404543362012068</id><published>2008-03-29T18:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T18:51:20.815-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>3.29.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-7jLrW1ldI/AAAAAAAAAQc/nTDdyGdP8kE/s1600-h/doodle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-7jLrW1ldI/AAAAAAAAAQc/nTDdyGdP8kE/s320/doodle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183330010906596818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Doodles... I love to doodle.  If there is a piece of paper and a good pen in front of me, I will doodle.  It's amazing to me that I ever pay attention in meetings at work.  I used a Pilot G-2 red pen for these doodles.  For more fun, say doodle 5 times fast "Doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle...." I couldn't do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-4871404543362012068?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/4871404543362012068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=4871404543362012068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/4871404543362012068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/4871404543362012068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/03/32908.html' title='3.29.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-7jLrW1ldI/AAAAAAAAAQc/nTDdyGdP8kE/s72-c/doodle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-4858342410778443802</id><published>2008-03-28T22:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T22:39:18.703-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>3.28.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-3HMrW1lcI/AAAAAAAAAQU/lUtw8Feo-6U/s1600-h/BLANK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-3HMrW1lcI/AAAAAAAAAQU/lUtw8Feo-6U/s320/BLANK.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183017766784177602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Blank... My mind is drawing a blank today.  I have no agenda and no opinions on the day.  Hmm.. I am not sure that is entirely true, because I am upset that Mitt Romney is endorsing that lame fool McCain for President.  It's about as thoughtless as this here scan.  This scan could also be looked upon as a representation of all the current presidential candidates mind's.  OR it represent my current political party affiliation.  I have none.  Well, that's all I have to say about that.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-4858342410778443802?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/4858342410778443802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=4858342410778443802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/4858342410778443802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/4858342410778443802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/03/32808.html' title='3.28.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-3HMrW1lcI/AAAAAAAAAQU/lUtw8Feo-6U/s72-c/BLANK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-8650459746484797705</id><published>2008-03-27T21:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T21:39:31.417-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>3.27.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-xnQrW1lbI/AAAAAAAAAQM/79l87fXw_OI/s1600-h/counting+cards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-xnQrW1lbI/AAAAAAAAAQM/79l87fXw_OI/s320/counting+cards.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182630807410677170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Counting Cards... So, I saw the movie 21 tonight.  It was a good movie.  Since it was one of those free previews, they made us go through more security than you would to fly on a commercial airplane.  Anyways, the movie really got me thinking that anyone could count cards.  I am serious, in some sense they made it seem really easy.  I think I could do it (not really).  The consequences, on the other hand, come off as not so easy.  I recommend seeing this flick, but beware of the lull of "Winner, winner... Chicken Dinner."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-8650459746484797705?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/8650459746484797705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=8650459746484797705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/8650459746484797705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/8650459746484797705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/03/32708.html' title='3.27.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-xnQrW1lbI/AAAAAAAAAQM/79l87fXw_OI/s72-c/counting+cards.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-5157588093310660042</id><published>2008-03-26T21:27:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T21:38:23.122-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='likes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><title type='text'>3.26.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-sWgLW1laI/AAAAAAAAAQE/EGuLXhSBJxM/s1600-h/sleep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-sWgLW1laI/AAAAAAAAAQE/EGuLXhSBJxM/s320/sleep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182260538280088994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sleep...I don't think I have done a post on sleep yet.  What a shame.  Sleep is pretty much the best part of any day.  There are some days when I wake up and all I can look forward to is sleep.  Is that odd? Does that come off as kind of depression-ish?  It really shouldn't, it just means that I put all I have into my day's work, and therefore I am legitimately tired.  Anyway, I know more people agree with me than disagree with me...they just may not admit to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-5157588093310660042?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5157588093310660042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=5157588093310660042' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/5157588093310660042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/5157588093310660042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/03/32608.html' title='3.26.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-sWgLW1laI/AAAAAAAAAQE/EGuLXhSBJxM/s72-c/sleep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-307078288846331992</id><published>2008-03-25T21:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T22:01:43.032-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vamp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='molly'/><title type='text'>3.25.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-nJ5LW1lZI/AAAAAAAAAP8/4pYR-hFLGQw/s1600-h/basketball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-nJ5LW1lZI/AAAAAAAAAP8/4pYR-hFLGQw/s320/basketball.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181894830404769170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The Vamp Strikes!... Ok, so you are probably wondering what this is a scan of.  Well, I needed something related to basketball.  So, I set a plastic basketball on the scanner and as the scanner light came down the glass, the ball began to move and this is what I came up with.  Kind of seemed appropriate since I wasn't able to go to the Jazz game tonight.  My spot was taken by a vamp... actually THEEEE vamp.  I don't mind.  I am sure the night was full of interesting stories and experiences that I can't wait to hear about.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-307078288846331992?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/307078288846331992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=307078288846331992' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/307078288846331992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/307078288846331992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/03/32508.html' title='3.25.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-nJ5LW1lZI/AAAAAAAAAP8/4pYR-hFLGQw/s72-c/basketball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-4350143296705543126</id><published>2008-03-24T20:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T21:04:31.847-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Britney Spears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Learning'/><title type='text'>3.24.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-hqwbW1lYI/AAAAAAAAAP0/_pg55IZNsZE/s1600-h/britspears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-hqwbW1lYI/AAAAAAAAAP0/_pg55IZNsZE/s320/britspears.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181508751499564418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Britney Spears on "How I Met Your Mother"... Well, She didn't exactly fail tonight.  I just think she was on the wrong show.  I have never seen HIMYM and tonight was the first night.  The show is just flat out lame! Having said that, Britney is looking better.  One can only hope that she can continue to put her life back together... I guess that goes for everyone, we should all be trying to constantly improve ourselves LEARNING from our mistakes.  So, in conclusion, it wasn't exactly a comeback, but it wasn't a bad effort either.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-4350143296705543126?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/4350143296705543126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=4350143296705543126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/4350143296705543126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/4350143296705543126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/03/32408.html' title='3.24.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-hqwbW1lYI/AAAAAAAAAP0/_pg55IZNsZE/s72-c/britspears.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-1736136076873375409</id><published>2008-03-23T20:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T20:11:43.880-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='odd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obsession'/><title type='text'>3.23.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-cM87W1lXI/AAAAAAAAAPs/cJL1OJOrixc/s1600-h/vamps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-cM87W1lXI/AAAAAAAAAPs/cJL1OJOrixc/s320/vamps.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181124137178207602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Vamp(ire) Fever... What is the deal with all of the vampire fever that seems to be permeating my entire family.  What is it about these books that makes everyone want to go on a vampire hunt.  I even have a brother in law reading these books now.  I probably won't venture into vampire land (it's a fiction novel).  Apparently, it's going to be a movie in the next year.  My sister and her friends rate people (specifically boys) on their vampire status.  Friends and family refer to the books as though they are real... It's the new General Hospital.  &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-1736136076873375409?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/1736136076873375409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=1736136076873375409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/1736136076873375409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/1736136076873375409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/03/32308.html' title='3.23.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-cM87W1lXI/AAAAAAAAAPs/cJL1OJOrixc/s72-c/vamps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-4695526201030640706</id><published>2008-03-22T21:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T21:55:28.348-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='candy'/><title type='text'>3.22.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-XT-rW1lWI/AAAAAAAAAPk/jQwKL1S3gr0/s1600-h/marsheggs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-XT-rW1lWI/AAAAAAAAAPk/jQwKL1S3gr0/s320/marsheggs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180780020103484770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Chocolate Marshmallow Eggs...I know the easter bunny is weird, and i know the pagan version of easter is just flat out strange.......BUT, I love Chocolate Marshmallow Eggs.  They are best left out over night so that they are chewy... and they become absolute heaven.  I suggest everyone go buy a package the day after the easter, they are bound to be on sale for dirt cheap prices.  You won't be disappointed, unless of course you don't like chocolate or marshmallows.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-4695526201030640706?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/4695526201030640706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=4695526201030640706' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/4695526201030640706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/4695526201030640706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/03/32208.html' title='3.22.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-XT-rW1lWI/AAAAAAAAAPk/jQwKL1S3gr0/s72-c/marsheggs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-8773489275961395427</id><published>2008-03-21T20:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T21:13:02.643-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nieces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nephews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><title type='text'>3.21.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-R2S7W1lVI/AAAAAAAAAPc/O9P9Bq-rmJE/s1600-h/Cards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-R2S7W1lVI/AAAAAAAAAPc/O9P9Bq-rmJE/s320/Cards.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180395538926114130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cards...The birthday wishes keep pouring in.  These two are probably some of the more important ones.  They come from Brenton (top) and Kylee (bottom).  Brenton told me it is a picture of me defeating him.  He informed me that this was only able to happen because it was my birthday.  I was very appreciative of his gesture.  I guess the violent nature of the card is ok, because we are both smiling.  Kylee is getting better and better at her penmanship and as long as you tell her the letters she will write it.  She wished me a happy birthday. By the way that's me on the left and her on the right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-8773489275961395427?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/8773489275961395427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=8773489275961395427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/8773489275961395427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/8773489275961395427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/03/32108.html' title='3.21.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-R2S7W1lVI/AAAAAAAAAPc/O9P9Bq-rmJE/s72-c/Cards.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-1212020833757677193</id><published>2008-03-20T21:23:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T21:30:58.859-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>3.20.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-MqwLW1lUI/AAAAAAAAAPU/20EbcLo1alk/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180031003576866114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-MqwLW1lUI/AAAAAAAAAPU/20EbcLo1alk/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-MqmLW1lTI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Z3GR8BSSzK0/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180030831778174258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-MqmLW1lTI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Z3GR8BSSzK0/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's My Birthday... Because it is my birthday, I can break all the rules.  These aren't scans and I am admitting it.  But, it's my birthday.  A co-worker bought me a breakfast buritto, because it's my birthday.  They also took me to lunch.... I drank too much Coke.... got Winger's stomach... but, it's my birthday.  They decorated my desk and got me some pie, because it's my birthday.  I blew out all of my candles and tried to eat the frozen pie, because its my birthday.  I went with my sister's to get a pedicure (it was my first and probably my last)..... because, it's my birthday.  I got a toaster oven and domino's pizza.... because it's my birthday.  I had a good day and enjoyed all of the birthday wishes.... Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-1212020833757677193?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/1212020833757677193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=1212020833757677193' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/1212020833757677193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/1212020833757677193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/03/32008.html' title='3.20.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-MqwLW1lUI/AAAAAAAAAPU/20EbcLo1alk/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-4355527126984095756</id><published>2008-03-19T21:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T21:45:23.205-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>3.19.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-HdS7W1lSI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Q-9d6bOx7A8/s1600-h/baby+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-HdS7W1lSI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Q-9d6bOx7A8/s320/baby+pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179664363693643042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Baby Pic... Tomorrow is my birthday.  I found this baby pic that was taken in my first year of life.  I was about 5 months old.  It was taken in Oregon.  I had no idea that I had been to Oregon.  How odd it is to be that small and now be 6'6''.... What a difference a couple dozen birthday's make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-4355527126984095756?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/4355527126984095756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=4355527126984095756' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/4355527126984095756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/4355527126984095756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/03/31908.html' title='3.19.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-HdS7W1lSI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Q-9d6bOx7A8/s72-c/baby+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-5807326712465850674</id><published>2008-03-18T21:16:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T21:20:51.247-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chapstick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>3.18.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-CFiaY8STI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GiHF3nKutPo/s1600-h/chapstick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-CFiaY8STI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GiHF3nKutPo/s320/chapstick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179286397722052914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Chapstick... It's days like today when I am thankful for inventions such as chapstick.  My lips were dry and they needed moisture.  I am not terribly particular about the brand that I use, but I am a huge fan of Natural Ice.  I like the cooling feeling it leaves on the lips.        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-5807326712465850674?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5807326712465850674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=5807326712465850674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/5807326712465850674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/5807326712465850674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/03/31808.html' title='3.18.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R-CFiaY8STI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GiHF3nKutPo/s72-c/chapstick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-8373034293038268669</id><published>2008-03-17T20:28:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T20:34:20.360-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='green'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>3.17.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R98o-KY8SSI/AAAAAAAAAO0/2ugBN2uTqw4/s1600-h/st.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178903144905328930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R98o-KY8SSI/AAAAAAAAAO0/2ugBN2uTqw4/s320/st.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy St. Patrick's Day!! That is a green bagel. It's not moldy, but it certainly looks like it (sorry, if it brings thoughts of something else). I am not sure I understand the significance of the odd traditions of St. Patrick's Day. The pinching. The green. The shamrocks. Etc. Well, whatever the significance, I hope you all wore your green and if you didn't ... you should be pinched!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-8373034293038268669?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/8373034293038268669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=8373034293038268669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/8373034293038268669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/8373034293038268669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/03/31708.html' title='3.17.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R98o-KY8SSI/AAAAAAAAAO0/2ugBN2uTqw4/s72-c/st.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245075103679756083.post-5231980390591146408</id><published>2008-03-16T21:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T21:41:45.885-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='announcements'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugly'/><title type='text'>3.16.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R93niaY8SRI/AAAAAAAAAOs/JStXn2DhFuQ/s1600-h/announcement1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R93niaY8SRI/AAAAAAAAAOs/JStXn2DhFuQ/s320/announcement1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178549724931442962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wedding Announcements... I have been saving/stealing odd wedding announcements.  I wanted to make a blog devoted to the good, bad and the ugly.  I figure a scan every once in awhile will suffice.  I don't know what happens in your family when an announcement arrives, but at our house, it becomes a major critique.  Words can't really describe how strange this announcement is to me.  I mean, come on!!!  The suckers?  What is he looking at in that bottom right photo?  Did she have to wear the same color as her background and photo trim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245075103679756083-5231980390591146408?l=scanoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5231980390591146408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245075103679756083&amp;postID=5231980390591146408' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/5231980390591146408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245075103679756083/posts/default/5231980390591146408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scanoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/03/31608.html' title='3.16.08'/><author><name>KYLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020992241960505543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORKbUQ-NWKQ/R93niaY8SRI/AAAAAAAAAOs/JStXn2DhFuQ/s72-c/announcement1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
