<?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-6622290</id><updated>2011-04-22T00:06:01.938-04:00</updated><category term='games'/><category term='fun'/><category term='bored'/><category term='fuzzy bunnies'/><category term='thong'/><category term='ninja'/><title type='text'>Bowling For Fish</title><subtitle type='html'>The mindless and completely useless banter of a man from Minnesota, relocated to near Atlanta, realized his stupidity, and moved back north, near Detroit, but not in Detroit, because that would also be stupid.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>102</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-7504302287150354751</id><published>2007-07-20T18:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T18:29:20.300-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ninja'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuzzy bunnies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thong'/><title type='text'>New Time Wasters</title><content type='html'>These are some more great ways to blow a few minutes when "So you think you can dance" goes to commercial.   Or you can shoot the TV cause it sucks and just play these to your hearts content. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.addictinggames.com/ngame.html" target=_blank&gt;N&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be the ninja, and run like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.addictinggames.com/bloxors.html" target=_blank&gt;bloxors&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this block and shove it where the sun dont shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.addictinggames.com/pinchhitter.html" target=_blank&gt;Pinch Hitter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just you, a ball, and a bat.  You know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.addictinggames.com/pinchhitter2.html" target=_blank&gt;Pinch Hitter 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinch Hitter part duex.  Now you can name your player something dirty and make him wear pink outfits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.addictinggames.com/bloons.html" target=_blank&gt;Bloons&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill lots of balloons.  Don't worry, they were naughty balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find these and many more at &lt;a href="http://www.addictinggames.com" target=_blank&gt;Addictinggames.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-7504302287150354751?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7504302287150354751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=7504302287150354751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/7504302287150354751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/7504302287150354751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-time-wasters.html' title='New Time Wasters'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-116631914172765414</id><published>2006-12-16T20:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T20:32:21.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I used to do this all the time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.addictingclips.com/player-ac-em.swf?key=D0E92DFF7F35448F" width="430" height="354"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ladies used to find it very romantic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-116631914172765414?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/116631914172765414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=116631914172765414&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/116631914172765414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/116631914172765414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-used-to-do-this-all-time.html' title='I used to do this all the time.'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-116303906719329906</id><published>2006-11-08T21:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T21:24:27.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My 100th Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.cafepress.com/product/18391508_240x240_Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="240" src="http://images.cafepress.com/product/18391508_240x240_Front.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this bumper sticker today and thought... I doubt it, my mom is in MN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought... Is that my dad?  Naw, no beard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I really thought hard...  Maybe this guy is my real dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In which case I flicked him off since he ran off and never called.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-116303906719329906?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/116303906719329906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=116303906719329906&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/116303906719329906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/116303906719329906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-100th-post.html' title='My 100th Post'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-115963907099717962</id><published>2006-09-30T13:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T14:08:22.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is So Me, Or Froyd</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3mBGODdzzVw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3mBGODdzzVw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all can decide.  The whole 1.3 of you out there.  Is this more me... or Froyd?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-115963907099717962?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/115963907099717962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=115963907099717962&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/115963907099717962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/115963907099717962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-is-so-me-or-froyd.html' title='This Is So Me, Or Froyd'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-115958089595884295</id><published>2006-09-29T21:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T21:48:15.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone Has A Myspace But Me</title><content type='html'>Even fake animals from commercials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is going to stay that way cause I don't need any 40 year old perverts coming to my place naked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-115958089595884295?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/115958089595884295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=115958089595884295&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/115958089595884295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/115958089595884295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/09/everyone-has-myspace-but-me.html' title='Everyone Has A Myspace But Me'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-115958024532722157</id><published>2006-09-29T20:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T21:37:25.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Mess With Sasquatch!!!</title><content type='html'>One of the few commercials that I actually find funny.  But what I want to know is how they got &lt;a href="http://www.messinwithsasquatch.com/" target=_blank&gt;sasquatch&lt;/a&gt; to cooperate.  &lt;br /&gt;Actually, Im more confused about how he posts on his &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/mesasquatch" target=_blank&gt;myspace&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Either way, hella funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That and the geico commercial with &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e-YpLTmsBUs" target=_blank&gt;tony little&lt;/a&gt;.  Also hella funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the honda eliment commercial with the &lt;a href="http://automobiles.honda.com/element/game.aspx" target=_blank&gt;crab&lt;/a&gt;.  Can you beleive the crab also has a &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/crab" target=_blank&gt;myspace&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that is all.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most commercials are about as fun as cleaning a toilet with your tongue, after the hot dog eating champ was finished with it... and didn't flush.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially those political commercials that are starting up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm... B.S. is tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS... Check out some of sasquatch's friends, like owl and the ghost.  Hella funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-115958024532722157?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/115958024532722157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=115958024532722157&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/115958024532722157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/115958024532722157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/09/dont-mess-with-sasquatch.html' title='Don&apos;t Mess With Sasquatch!!!'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-115836685643237072</id><published>2006-09-15T20:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T20:35:53.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time To Rock!!!</title><content type='html'>I've noticed that a few new cd's have come out recently from a few of the bands that actually rock.  I have yet to purchase them but from what ive heard on their websites or myspaces, they all sound pretty good.  so check em out, and rock on people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paparoach.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Papa Roach&lt;/a&gt; just came out with a new one on 9/12/06.  I beleive it is called "the Paramour Sessions".From the sounds of it they sound pretty good.  Better than their last one at lease.  Their &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/paparoach" target="_blank"&gt;myspace&lt;/a&gt; has some previews of the cd.  Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.powerman5000.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Powerman 5000&lt;/a&gt; released their newest last month called "Destroy What You Enjoy".  I got to get this one too since their last one ruled.  They have a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/powerman5000" target="_blank"&gt;myspace&lt;/a&gt; too.  Sweeeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other bands that have put out new ones in the last year or so.  They are also worth a look if you havent yet.  Cause they all rock, and i dont mean like those pussies on the rockstar tv show.  No, these guys really do rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.staind.com" target=_blank&gt;Staind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; "Chapter V"&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theamericantragedy.com" target=_blank&gt;The American Tragedy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; "Welcome to the Show"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.disturbed1.com/" target=_blank&gt;Disturbed&lt;/a&gt; "Ten Thousand Fists"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.godsmack.com" target=_blank&gt;Godsmack&lt;/a&gt; "IV"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.litlounge.com/" target=_blank&gt;Lit&lt;/a&gt; "Lit" (very original)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.seether.com" target=_blank&gt;Seether&lt;/a&gt; "Karma and Effect"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.taprootmusic.com/" target=_blank&gt;Taproot&lt;/a&gt; "Blue Sky Research"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        &lt;br /&gt;I give all of these CDs 2 rocking fists up! &lt;br /&gt;|,,|    |,,|&lt;br /&gt;\-/     \-/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-115836685643237072?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/115836685643237072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=115836685643237072&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/115836685643237072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/115836685643237072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/09/time-to-rock.html' title='Time To Rock!!!'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-115689977330716019</id><published>2006-08-29T20:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T21:02:53.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/138_3863_r1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="550" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/138_3863_r1.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/mazdap5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="400" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/mazdap5.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/138_3865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="300" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/138_3865.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/mazdap5butt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="350" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/mazdap5butt.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOOM ZOOM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-115689977330716019?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/115689977330716019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=115689977330716019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/115689977330716019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/115689977330716019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/08/new-ride.html' title='New Ride'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-115550302034157562</id><published>2006-08-13T16:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T17:03:40.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Wastes Of Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.addictinggames.com/interactivebuddy.html" target="_blank"&gt;Interactive Buddy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun to beat up or blow up or just plain annoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.addictinggames.com/hellofsandfallinggame.html" target="_blank"&gt;Hella Sand&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nitro is fun.  Don't really know why it is so addicting though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-115550302034157562?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/115550302034157562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=115550302034157562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/115550302034157562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/115550302034157562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/08/new-wastes-of-time.html' title='New Wastes Of Time'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-115342264998890174</id><published>2006-07-20T15:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T15:10:50.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Just because you own a B-mer doesn't give you the right to drive slow in the left lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though you have a Mercedes, you don't have to go 90 the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought you all should know... in case you end up owning one of these kind of cars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-115342264998890174?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/115342264998890174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=115342264998890174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/115342264998890174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/115342264998890174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/07/2-thoughts.html' title='2 Thoughts'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-114939082444007440</id><published>2006-06-03T22:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T23:13:44.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Protests</title><content type='html'>I saw a bunch of people standing outside a theatre today protesting the da vinci code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book and now the movie have caused a lot of widespread commotion.  I wished I had taken a picture, but I'm sure they would have been wierded out by that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their signs and banners claimed that the da vinci code attacked jesus christ and attacked the catholic faith.  (just so you know they did use the word attack)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now as I waited at the stop light, right in front of them, I couldn't help but think about all this.  These people are so offended.  By what?  A book or movie... of FICTION!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the thing that bugs me.  It's fiction.  For some reason everybody has this mixed up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is because the author claimed many things in his book of fiction to be facts.  Now some of the things were, such as the locations of things and the fact that some of the "groups" existed.  However that is where it ends.  The main fact that was wrong is the "priory of sion".  It didn't have all of those famous people as leaders.  It was a made up group.  Now I don't remember all of the specifics but just so you know, the author didn't make up all the stuff.  There were different people involved, but the author took it as fact.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... this fiction book talked about a lot of things that are contradictory to that of the catholic faiths beleifs.  So now some people are really mad.  But it is only FICTION!!!  Get over it.  Go attack a book or movie that is about killing people or worshiping the devil, not a clever book that peaks interest because it involves jesus being married and having children.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what is so bad about that.  I don't know.  The only thing I see is that it is different than what we take for granted.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if he did?  Now he is just more human.  It doesn't take away at all from his teachings or anything else.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I don't know why people are taking this so personal.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just FICTION people!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just fiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now back to more important news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.canada.com/topics/sports/story.html?id=e97c6a28-3a48-4472-b106-5ff3adb50c29&amp;k=90353" target="_blank"&gt;horse&lt;/a&gt; is ok!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-114939082444007440?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114939082444007440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=114939082444007440&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114939082444007440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114939082444007440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/06/protests.html' title='Protests'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-114894990395354022</id><published>2006-05-29T20:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T20:47:01.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Nice Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/138_3846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="300" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/138_3846.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the sun sets on a hot, but nice day.  It's 8:30 pm and still around 82.  I got a little color on me.  Mostly red.  Not burned, but I'm hoping it will turn to a brown in a few days.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost done here in Maryland.  Can't wait to get home.  Tomorrow is going to be hotter than today.  Around 95 they are talking.  It got to 93 today.  It wasn't bad.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all sat outside, in the shade when needed, and bbq'd and drank and bs'd all day.  Real nice and relaxing.  If we got too hot, we went into the pool which was around 90 too it seemed.  So we talked to the maintenance guy who drained the hot tub and filled it will cold water.  Aaahhhh that felt good.  I would have liked to see someones face when they got in without knowing.  Turn on the bubbles, hop in, and have all of your muscles freeze up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this while getting paid.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays rule.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-114894990395354022?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114894990395354022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=114894990395354022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114894990395354022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114894990395354022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/05/nice-day.html' title='A Nice Day'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-114823809480763560</id><published>2006-05-21T14:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T15:29:14.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Things</title><content type='html'>Mythbusters have proven that eating poppy seed products will produce positive drug test results.  So don't eat poppy before having to do a pee test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have also proven that the toilet seat is cleaner than anywhere else in a house. (at least theirs)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I am getting older every day.  I am now 24.  At least I am not feeling old, but I still can't rent a car.  How stupid.  But after I hit 25 there is really nothing else that I can benefit from except retirement.  So then I will really be old.  So I will have to start driving big cars and suv's real slow with the blinker on in the left lane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-114823809480763560?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114823809480763560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=114823809480763560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114823809480763560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114823809480763560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/05/3-things.html' title='3 Things'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-114817708290699976</id><published>2006-05-20T21:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T22:04:42.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishy</title><content type='html'>So Alicia brought the fish here when she came to visit.  He survived the 8 hour drive and is doing great.  He used to be a very boring fish, but Alicia was able to get him healthy and now he responds to you.  He doesn't have a name, so we just call him Fishy.  Kinda lame, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/fishy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="300" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/fishy1.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/fishy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="400" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/fishy2.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is making bubble nests now so I know he is happy.  He also eats like a little pig.    Luckily his food is cheap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-114817708290699976?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114817708290699976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=114817708290699976&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114817708290699976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114817708290699976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/05/fishy.html' title='Fishy'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-114765459282397091</id><published>2006-05-14T20:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T20:56:32.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Commercials</title><content type='html'>Things about commercials that bother me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are they always louder than regular programming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are they all on at the same time on every channel?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-114765459282397091?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114765459282397091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=114765459282397091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114765459282397091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114765459282397091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/05/commercials.html' title='Commercials'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-114756275929782241</id><published>2006-05-13T19:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T19:25:59.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hit 1000</title><content type='html'>In only 2 years I have amassed 1000 hits.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were all probably from the same 10 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...  Why do I bother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should tell more people about the blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-114756275929782241?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114756275929782241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=114756275929782241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114756275929782241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114756275929782241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-hit-1000.html' title='I Hit 1000'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-114754294822948260</id><published>2006-05-13T13:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T13:55:48.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Buying a CD</title><content type='html'>So I bought a couple cds from cd baby.  I have been wanting to buy the latest &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/theamericantragedy" target="_blank"&gt;American Tragedy&lt;/a&gt; cds for a while.  This is the response letting me know when they were shipped out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your order with CD Baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(personal stuff about shipping)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your CDs have been gently taken from our CD Baby shelves with &lt;br /&gt;sterilized contamination-free gloves and placed onto a satin pillow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A team of 50 employees inspected your CDs and polished them to make &lt;br /&gt;sure they were in the best possible condition before mailing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our packing specialist from Japan lit a candle and a hush fell over &lt;br /&gt;the crowd as he put your CDs into the finest gold-lined box that &lt;br /&gt;money can buy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all had a wonderful celebration afterwards and the whole party &lt;br /&gt;marched down the street to the post office where the entire town of &lt;br /&gt;Portland waved 'Bon Voyage!' to your package, on its way to you, in &lt;br /&gt;our private CD Baby jet on this day, Saturday, May 13th. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you had a wonderful time shopping at CD Baby.  We sure did. Your picture is on our wall as "Customer of the Year".  We're all &lt;br /&gt;exhausted but can't wait for you to come back to CDBABY.COM!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you once again, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek Sivers, president, CD Baby &lt;br /&gt;the little CD store with the best new independent music &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.  At least there is still some place where my money goes a long way.  I just hope they didn't use my credit card to pay all of those people or buy the jet as well.  I better check on my account.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-114754294822948260?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114754294822948260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=114754294822948260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114754294822948260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114754294822948260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/05/buying-cd.html' title='Buying a CD'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-114748884742262868</id><published>2006-05-12T22:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T22:55:28.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The "haven't posted in a while so I'll just post some jibberish." post.</title><content type='html'>I'm here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-114748884742262868?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114748884742262868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=114748884742262868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114748884742262868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114748884742262868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/05/havent-posted-in-while-so-ill-just.html' title='The &quot;haven&apos;t posted in a while so I&apos;ll just post some jibberish.&quot; post.'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-114617168510827313</id><published>2006-04-27T17:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T17:01:25.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Wait</title><content type='html'>For Alicia to get here tomorrow!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-114617168510827313?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114617168510827313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=114617168510827313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114617168510827313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114617168510827313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-cant-wait.html' title='I Can&apos;t Wait'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-114582336830313708</id><published>2006-04-23T16:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T16:16:08.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun With My Eye</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm pretty much bored so I decided to play with pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/eye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="220" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/eye.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/eyeflames.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="220" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/eyeflames.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my eye with flames&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/eyeinvert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="220" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/eyeinvert.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my eye inverted&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-114582336830313708?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114582336830313708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=114582336830313708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114582336830313708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114582336830313708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/04/fun-with-my-eye.html' title='Fun With My Eye'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-114581727515782761</id><published>2006-04-23T14:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T14:34:35.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/theamericantragedy" target="_blank"&gt;The American Tragedy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope these guys come back up to Ohio or somewhere close soon cause I really want to hear them live.  I need to buy their latest cd's.  I've been listening to them since 2000.  Simply put... THEY ROCK!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-114581727515782761?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114581727515782761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=114581727515782761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114581727515782761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114581727515782761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/04/rock.html' title='Rock!!!'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-114574704752097220</id><published>2006-04-22T18:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T19:12:49.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Deadliest Catch</title><content type='html'>Mood:  Bueno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music:  Staind (old school stuff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm sitting here watching deadliest catch on the discovery channel while I eat some of my own crab legs.  Just for those who don't know, it is a show about crab fishermen up in Alaska.  It is fucking nuts.  I apreciate everything these guys do for what can either be descent money, or crappy money.  Really even getting paid well isn't enough.  I watched on person fall overboard and die and another who was barely saved from the 35 degree water.  30 ft. waves, water freezing onto the ship making it very slippery, and 500lb crab pods swaying in the storms.  All this for a mere 2 bucks a pound for what they catch.  Granted they catch thousands of pounds, but still they have to divide it amongst the crew.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is to the crab fisherman.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/137_3736_r1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="600" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/137_3736_r1.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crab wasn't the best but was worth 5 bucks a pound.  It was really salty and some of the ends were dry and overcooked.  Luckily, they don't have much meat in them anyways.  After watching the show, I feel like I should have paid a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/137_3737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="320" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/137_3737.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of crab left for when Alicia comes to visit.  Hot pockets and ice cream sure make a well balanced diet as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-114574704752097220?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114574704752097220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=114574704752097220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114574704752097220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114574704752097220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/04/deadliest-catch.html' title='Deadliest Catch'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-114573077753929587</id><published>2006-04-22T14:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T14:32:57.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want To Pinch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://automobiles.honda.com/element/index.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;Maybe just a little pinch?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that commercial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like I love crab legs.  I only have 4.5 lbs of it in my freezer right now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMMMmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nummy Nummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at only 5 bucks a pound, it was well worth it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like being near an ocean.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let everyone know how good they are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-114573077753929587?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114573077753929587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=114573077753929587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114573077753929587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114573077753929587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-want-to-pinch.html' title='I Want To Pinch'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-114567823569858573</id><published>2006-04-21T21:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T23:57:15.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Things For Granted</title><content type='html'>We all do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if we don't realize it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is nice to have a routine.  To just live without worries.  To just stroll through life and have it wizz bye without notice.  Of coarse you can only do that when things are going well.  Which, is a good thing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have noticed something, in these last 3 weeks.  Sometimes change, even tough changes, are good things.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first being away from Alicia was ok, if not a little fun.  A change that was needed for a while.  I finally had some time to myself.  I could do what I wanted.  I could play video games whenever I wanted and got a whole bed to myself again.  However, it didn't take long until I started really missing her.  Now I can't wait to have her around again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I miss the physical stuff a lot, but I also just miss having someone around to discuss things with.  In my job I have to be so careful with what I say, and it is great to have someone there that I can be myself with.  Sure, I cannot discuss everything about my job with her, but I can discuss and say things with her that I can't at work.  Even though it is tough being away, I have learned a lot from it already.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has made me realize just how much I did take for granted.  Not that it was a bad thing either since things were great but now I just want to hold my Alicia.  I wish I had more before, but now things are so different.  Its amazing how you always want what you don't have.  Hmmm.  Think about that one once.  I find myself doing it all the time.  "I can't wait for the weekend."  "I wish I made a few bucks more."  "I really need a woman/man in my life." (for the single people out there)  We have all had these thoughts.  And they aren't bad.  They help us get through life.  They give us something to look foreward to.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is all fine and dandy, but sometimes you forget to live in the now.  And that is what I am figuring out.  I just can't wait to be home and not take her for granted.  It is going to be awesome.  Kinda like new again.  And that is what is going to be great and make this whole thing all worth while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-114567823569858573?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114567823569858573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=114567823569858573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114567823569858573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114567823569858573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/04/taking-things-for-granted.html' title='Taking Things For Granted'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-114513728238795734</id><published>2006-04-15T17:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T19:13:27.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I Can...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sloganizer.net/en/" target="_blank" title="Sloganizer - the slogan generator"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sloganizer.net/en/style3,Boobies.png" border="0" alt="generated by sloganizer.net" title="This slogan was generated by sloganizer.net" height="60" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-114513728238795734?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114513728238795734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=114513728238795734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114513728238795734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114513728238795734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/04/because-i-can.html' title='Because I Can...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-114460757723239050</id><published>2006-04-09T13:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T22:43:35.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>3M's...  Moving, Minnesota, and Missing.</title><content type='html'>Music:  "So Far Away" by Stabbing Westward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:  Bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music is fitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have been for quite some time now. (far away that is)  Alicia feels it most, but I do too sometimes.  Although, I really don't have a "home" like she does.  After my parents split, and my dad moved, there is no place that I can go to that I can remember as home.  No comfortable bed that I used to curl up in when I was in high school.  Basically, everywhere I go has the feeling of a hotel.  I know its not for "long term".  My home is where Alicia is.  This is why my lack of "home" doesn't normally bother me.  I don't have the family Alicia does, and I really don't have the longing for it that she does.  Really, I try to keep myself busy and not think about suck things.  After all, they are pointless to think about.  I cannot change them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have moved around a lot in a short amount of time.  More than either of my parents I think.  Most of the places I have been haven't bothered me much.  I enjoyed Duluth.  Kennesaw, GA was ok, but the south is not the place for me.  (too dang hot!)  Even Bemidji wasn't terrible.  It was cold as hell.  Yes that kind of burning cold.  However it was the people there that made it such a horrible place.  I've never been in a place before where everyone hated each other.  There was such back-stabbing and contempt for other people there.  It tended to eat at you until you couldn't stand it.  Bemidji was a vortex of monotony that would suck you in if you weren't careful.  That being said, I was happy to leave.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ypsilanti, where I'm at now, has been growing on me.  The more I learn about the area, the more I realize how cool it is.  I'm no car freak, but I do enjoy a sweet ride.  Most of the car magazines, (car and driver and automobile for examples) are based out of Ann Arbor.  The place has been designed for cars.  There are plenty of interstates around so traffic isn't as bad as it could be.  Although the roads are all in a state of disrepair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work in Detroit, a city with a bad reputation.  At least during the day, the city is not what I expected.  Sure there are plenty of run-down, stripped, abandoned, craptastic, ugly buildings scattered everywhere like a neutron bommbb went off.  And, crazy people can come from anywhere.  But, they are rarely dangerous.  I've never felt threatened yet. (although the recent illegal immigrant rally was a bit strange)  There are a few cool buildings too like the Ste. Anne de Detroit church founded in 1701, and the renaissance building (aka GM).  Traffic is very light, and the roads, for the most part, make sense and are marked well.  Plus with Canadia right across the way, there is so much to do.  And with living in Ypsi, I am far enough away to enjoy the rural areas that remind me a lot of Minnesota.  Lots of lakes and trees and green stuff.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically I feel I could live anywhere there isn't a southern accent.  However, home is where Alicia is, and right now I am far from home.  I have met a lot of cool people, but I wish I had someone to share them with and hold on to at night.  Plus phones suck.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia, I miss you honey!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.  I use way to many I's.  I should just start talking in the third person, Nate says.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-114460757723239050?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114460757723239050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=114460757723239050&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114460757723239050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114460757723239050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/04/3ms-moving-minnesota-and-missing.html' title='3M&apos;s...  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That is, if retirement isn't as dead as the dinosaurs by then.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I was talking with one of my fellow associates about how we got the job.  He is 28 and still very much younger than me if that makes any sense.  He was surprised to hear of my age and inquired why I was working already.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a silly question, is what I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He, I believe, just finished his masters, or at least was in school still until recently.  Did I mention he is 28.  Doing the math, that is like 23 years of school.  That is how old I am and I have been out of school for nearly 2 years.  Not to mention almost married for 1.  (He is single and still very much a bachelor)  Nothing against his decisions, but he asked me why I wanted to be working so early in my life.  You see he wanted to postpone his "working" years, since he would be working the rest of his life anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm sorry but I just don't agree, understand, and think his position just doesn't make any sense.  I mean, what is school anyways.  Work you have to pay for.  I was so sick of school by the time I was 18 that I really didn’t want to have to go to college, but I knew I needed a degree if I wanted to actually make some money and support a family someday.  (who knew it would be so soon for both)  So I made if through college.  I did ok, but wish I had been better in the beginning.  but I was ready to start the real work force when I graduated.  I hated having to pay for classes that didn’t always appeal to me, and have a job on the side that, more often than not, took up my weekends.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm no Alicia. I was kinda lazy, but by far not as bad as some.  I usually had school 5 days, and worked 16 hours on the weekend, not including Fridays.  That was when I had most of my hours.  I put in 25-30 hours a week at work.  Now I know, some people had 2 jobs, and a lot more, but for me it meant that I barely had time to enjoy things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let’s see...  Many semesters I had at least 1 lab class, often 2.  Once I had 4 labs a week.  Most labs are at least 2 hours so; a rough estimate would be 4 hours a day of class for the 15 credits a semester I usually had.  5x4=20 hours a week of class.  Now I'll admit that I never did this, or at least rarely, but you should spend about the same amount outside of class working as inside, so a total of 20 more hours dedicated to school.  But I really didn’t, so I'll estimate around 10 extra hours/week.  That still makes around 30 hours for just school a week.  Plus the extra 30 or so hours of work, that makes 60 hours a week.  Suddenly, a 40-hour week of just work doesn’t seem so bad.  And I get paid for it.  Wow!  What an idea.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically for me, work is a much better idea.  It just makes cents.  Get it.  Plus the sooner I start, the sooner I finish.  So I can't wait to be making 65,000 a year by the time I’m that guys age, and retiring a good 5 years sooner.  I'll make sure to have another margarita in the Bahamas for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-114452523865822965?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114452523865822965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=114452523865822965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114452523865822965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114452523865822965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/04/school-is-over-rated.html' title='School Is Over Rated'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-114269877041447371</id><published>2006-03-18T11:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T11:19:30.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Michigan Driving School</title><content type='html'>I'm sure everyone out there wants to know how to drive like someone from Michigan.  Well... I'll tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are actually 2 schools here, and they are polar opposites, like rap and real music. (Which there is less and less of.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first school is to drive very slowly and to not notice anybody else on the road.  You are going to get there when you get there and you need to take up the left lane because semis scare you.  Luckily, people riding your ass don’t scare you, but you do get angry when they pass you on the right, even though they have no other choice.  If you are a woman, the largest SUV out there is the choice for you.  If you are a man, any luxury car will suffice.  Whatever you do, don’t forget these rules of the road.  If it is early in the morning, drive with your brights on.  When it is raining, leave them off, cause after all, you really aren’t there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second school is to fly like the wind.  Driving is a chore to you, and you are chronically late.  Anything that slows you down you either don’t use, or fly around.  This includes the turn signal.  Never use it.  It is just a waste of time and people will let you in anyways, even if it is a tight spot.  Slow people in the left lane really piss you off and you will ride anyone’s ass in order to get them to move.  Any space you will take to try to get around them.  Passing on the right is the preferred method.  Semis don’t scare you because they cannot match your speed.  The type of vehicle doesn’t matter to you since you are usually young and don’t have the money.  If you do have money, a sports car is the best auto for you.  Just always remember, they are not people out there, just obstacles in your way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you know the rules, you too can drive the pothole-ridden roads of Michigan.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few other schools, but these are the most common.  Just remember to wear your seatbelt, since nobody knows how to drive in bad weather, and everyone slams on their breaks when they see police.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carpe diem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:  "It's a flying cock-a-saurus!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-114269877041447371?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114269877041447371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=114269877041447371&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114269877041447371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114269877041447371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/03/michigan-driving-school.html' title='Michigan Driving School'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-114158963224236815</id><published>2006-03-05T15:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T15:13:52.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PS2.4</title><content type='html'>so i got my 4th ps2 today because my last one crapped out again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting way it did at least&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting off the couch, i went to turn it on.  when i got close to the button i had a huge static shock.  it really hurt and it turned the ps2 on for a second, then back off without actually touching the on button.  well... after that it wouldnt turn back on again.  strange huh.  i have some power in me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-114158963224236815?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114158963224236815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=114158963224236815&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114158963224236815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114158963224236815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/03/ps24.html' title='PS2.4'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-114133814789603112</id><published>2006-03-02T17:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T17:22:59.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weather Or Not</title><content type='html'>you like it... it can catch you off guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats why i check the weather every night to see just what tomorrow will bring.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i hate being a half hour late to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is anyone else sick of winter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it hasnt been bad, but i really hate ice.  its either rain or ice here.  and nobody knows how to drive in it.  im like the only one who actually keeps distances, only to have others use it to swerve in and out of.  at least today they were ready for it since it was well salted.  no one in the ditch.  suprising since all it takes is a one lane closure to cause mass chaos.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to mention having to leave at 645 in the morning knowing you are going to drive in crappy weather sure does suck.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i had a garage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-114133814789603112?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114133814789603112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Rhetorical Questions</title><content type='html'>Just some quick thoughts about things people have been thinking about for many years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Which came first, the chicken or the egg?&lt;/span&gt; Neither. The question limits you to only one of two answers, both of which can’t be the answer because they require the other to be there first. Therefore the flaw is in the question. Unless the egg doesn’t have to be a chicken egg. Then the egg came first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is the meaning of life?&lt;/span&gt;  Simple.  To survive.  To beget life.  To reproduce. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If a tree falls in the forest, and there is no one around to hear it, does it make a sound?&lt;/span&gt; Of coarse it does. Just because no one is there to experience it doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist. If things didn’t exist without an observer, than nothing would be, since life hasn’t been around forever to experience things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-114066334258457921?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114066334258457921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=114066334258457921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114066334258457921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114066334258457921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/02/rhetorical-questions.html' title='Rhetorical Questions'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-114021281878876589</id><published>2006-02-17T16:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T16:46:58.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!!!</title><content type='html'>3 day weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still get paid for monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paid holidays rule!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-114021281878876589?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114021281878876589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=114021281878876589&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114021281878876589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/114021281878876589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/02/yay.html' title='Yay!!!'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-113986803008287805</id><published>2006-02-13T16:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T17:00:30.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pay Day!</title><content type='html'>I got paid today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First paycheck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I really like my job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha to all of you still stuck in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha I say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-113986803008287805?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/113986803008287805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=113986803008287805&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/113986803008287805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/113986803008287805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/02/pay-day.html' title='Pay Day!'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-113978785265301103</id><published>2006-02-12T18:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T18:44:12.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Updates</title><content type='html'>Updated the sidebar - check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed profile stuff - check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored only a couple people - check&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-113978785265301103?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/113978785265301103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=113978785265301103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/113978785265301103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/113978785265301103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/02/more-updates.html' title='More Updates'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-113977833365669385</id><published>2006-02-12T16:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T16:08:01.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for fun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- BEGIN bunnyhero labs pet code --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/showpet.php?b=bWM9c3BpZGVyLnN3ZiZjbHI9MHg0ZDM1YjUmY249dHdpdGNoeSZhbj12"&gt;&lt;img src="http://petimage.bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/petimage/bWM9c3BpZGVyLnN3ZiZjbHI9MHg0ZDM1YjUmY249dHdpdGNoeSZhbj12.png" alt="my pet!" border="0" height="300" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END bunnyhero labs pet code --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-113977833365669385?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/113977833365669385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=113977833365669385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/113977833365669385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/113977833365669385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/02/just-for-fun.html' title='Just for fun.'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-113971535332415521</id><published>2006-02-11T22:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T11:45:33.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I'm now near Detroit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't say much....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(they are watching!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.  life is good.  i have a real job and we are away from the south.  not that it was all that bad.  i mean, it didnt always smell like ass and not everybody sounded like morons... just most.  im going to kinda keep on the down low.  i might even delete my blog.  Alicia does enough blogging for me anyways.  people probably wont even realize im gone since i havent posted in so long.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are so many things i would like to say, but life moves on.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing i am sick of is all of the anger in the world.  i wish people would just listen to each other for once.  i mean, we cant all always be right all the time, so maybe we should just listen once in a while.  and not just listen, think about what they have to say and try to understand.  you dont have to agree, but maybe you will realize why they think that way.  and then you know, and knowing is half the battle.  (GI Joe!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the problem is that people are so passionate about things they really dont know or understand.  again it falls into the not listening thing, or only listening to people with the same beliefs.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess what i am trying to say is this... live life... dont force it, dont over think it, just live it.  after all... it is all relative.  pain goes away.  suffering doesnt last.  happiness comes and goes.  learn from your mistakes and be happy you are around to make them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow... now im some sort of horrible spelling philosipher.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill let you all go now.  but... ill leave you with one last word of wisdom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moderation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything is good in moderation.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont over do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-113971535332415521?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/113971535332415521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=113971535332415521&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/113971535332415521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/113971535332415521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2006/02/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-112723520003770512</id><published>2005-09-20T12:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T12:53:20.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hurricane Harmed Nobody</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://image.weather.com/images/maps/tropical/strm15_track_277x187.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-112723520003770512?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/112723520003770512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=112723520003770512&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/112723520003770512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/112723520003770512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-hurricane-harmed-nobody.html' title='My Hurricane Harmed Nobody'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-112723477942718017</id><published>2005-09-20T12:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T19:41:03.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rita</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/Rita9-21.jpg" height=300 width=400 alt="Image from weather.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one to watch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-112723477942718017?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/112723477942718017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=112723477942718017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/112723477942718017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/112723477942718017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/09/rita.html' title='Rita'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-112707630745322154</id><published>2005-09-18T16:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T16:45:07.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Episode 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/Episode3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="400" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/Episode3.jpg" width="400" 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/6622290-112707630745322154?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/112707630745322154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=112707630745322154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/112707630745322154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/112707630745322154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/09/episode-3.html' title='Episode 3'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-112628790175146506</id><published>2005-09-09T13:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T13:45:01.760-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Told Her Before That I Have All The Answers.</title><content type='html'>To answer &lt;a href="http://afrozenland.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Holly's&lt;/a&gt; questions on 8/25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time you have questions, just feel free to ask me first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;food for thought:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Is it true that the only difference between a yardsale and a trash pickup is how close to the road the stuff is placed?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; In reality, they are nearly the same thing.  The only difference is that the people want someone to pay for taking their trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Considering all the lint you get in your dryer, if you kept drying your clothes would they eventually just disappear?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all you ever did was wash and dry the clothes, then yes, they would eventually come apart and virtually disapear.  Most people, however, wear their clothes.  Add the effects of washing and drying, and the clothes are usually unwearable before they just disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Is there ever a day that mattresses are not on sale?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.  This goes for any furnature or clothing items.  There is always a sale.  In fact, advertised sales are often more expensive than the normal sales.  If you weren’t there the day before, you wouldn’t know the difference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Why do people constantly return to the refrigerator with hopes that something new to eat will have materialized?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many reasons for this.  Some people just forget that they had just went to the refrigerator.  Others remember something good that was in the fridge and go and look if it’s still there.  And then some just have nothing else to do and go back hoping for food, but instead just grab another beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. On electric toasters, why do they engrave the message "one slice"? How many pieces of bread do they think people are really gonna try to stuff in that slot?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are just trying to protect themselves from stupid people.  Why do poptarts have directions?  Why does oil cans tell you not to drink it?  It’s because somewhere, some stupid idiot has done it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Why do people keep running over a string a dozen times with their vacuum cleaner, then reach down, pick it up, examine it, then put it down to give the vacuum one more chance?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often, the string is held down by the other fibers in the carpet.  So picking it up, and placing it on top, should allow the vacuum to suck it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Why is it that no plastic garbage bag will open from the end you first try?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often the bottom is at the end you pull on.  Thus it is the first end you see and try.  You then realize your mistake and open the correct end, only to forget again the next time you need one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. How do those dead bugs get into those closed light fixtures ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They must not be closed tightly then, and they crawl in and die from the heat.  I’m sure they smell good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Why is it that no matter what color bubble bath you use, the bubbles are always white?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A bubble is a very thin layer of soap that is super reflective.  On closer inspection some will appear to be multicolored, but from a distance, they reflect all light, thus looking white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. When we are in the supermarket and someone rams our ankle with a shopping cart then apologizes for doing so, why do we say, "It's all right?" Well, it isn't all right so why don't we say, "That hurt, you stupid idiot?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we never know now a days who has a gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Why is it that whenever you attempt to catch something that's falling off the table you always manage to knock something else over?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this is the case, maybe you need better glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Does a clean house indicate that there is a broken computer?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, but it really means that either there is a wife there doing her job, or they hired a house keeper.  (just kidding about the wife thing ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. In winter why do we try to keep the house as warm as it was in summer when we complained about the heat?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are most comfortable at around 72 degrees F.  Unfortunately, the temp outside is rarely that, so we must use devices to control the temperature inside.  Plus, people like to complain, even when they get what they wish for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. How come we never hear father-in-law jokes?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because father in laws don’t cook or give presents in general, therefore, they don’t have a chance to screw up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. If at first you don't succeed, shouldn't you try doing it like your wife told you to do it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, you should make your wife do it then if she had such a good suggestion.  (just kidding again!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-112628790175146506?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/112628790175146506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=112628790175146506&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/112628790175146506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/112628790175146506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-told-her-before-that-i-have-all.html' title='I Told Her Before That I Have All The Answers.'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-112586602245650278</id><published>2005-09-04T16:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T16:33:42.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Episode 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/TTe2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="400" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/TTe2.jpg" width="400" 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/6622290-112586602245650278?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/112586602245650278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=112586602245650278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/112586602245650278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/112586602245650278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/09/episode-2.html' title='Episode 2'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-112558712035008227</id><published>2005-09-01T10:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T14:15:18.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pump Can Really Suck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://moneycentral.msn.com/content/CNBCTV/Articles/Dispatches/P128021.asp" target="_blank"&gt;Gas prices&lt;/a&gt; really hurting here in Georgia.  Click and see.  Supposidly we are running out of gas here.  Supply lines are down.  My step sister couldn't find any yesterday and the prices were 4 bucks a gallon.  This is kinda crazy.  Hope they fix it soon or Atlanta will be shut down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a good note...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things i am happy about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't own an SUV.  I hear it's tough to get rid of one now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I filled up both cars the day before Katrina hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia's car gets 35 miles to the gallon.  Highway of coarse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we aren't panicing... yet.  I just hope that stations will have some gas at a "reasonable" price soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carpe diem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-112558712035008227?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/112558712035008227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=112558712035008227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/112558712035008227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/112558712035008227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/09/pump-can-really-suck.html' title='The Pump Can Really Suck'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-112558675034113921</id><published>2005-09-01T10:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T10:59:10.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Years</title><content type='html'>As of August 31st...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been 2 wonderful years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to have many more Alicia!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-112558675034113921?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/112558675034113921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=112558675034113921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/112558675034113921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/112558675034113921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/09/2-years.html' title='2 Years'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-112537565294911488</id><published>2005-08-30T00:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T00:20:52.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'>EEEEEEEWWWW!!!!</title><content type='html'>I got...  comment spam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no its really not bad&lt;br /&gt;not like herpes or anything&lt;br /&gt;but i got a lot of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a way to treat it&lt;br /&gt;just go to your comment settings and turn on word verification &lt;br /&gt;at least thats what i did&lt;br /&gt;i hope it works&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side effects are usually mild nausea and anal leakage&lt;br /&gt;available without a prescription&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-112537565294911488?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/112537565294911488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=112537565294911488&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/112537565294911488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/112537565294911488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/08/eeeeeeewwww.html' title='EEEEEEEWWWW!!!!'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-112535287029440837</id><published>2005-08-29T17:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T12:49:40.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hurricane</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://image.weather.com/images/maps/tropical/strm12_track_277x187.jpg" alt="Image from weather.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Katrina is bearing down on my old roommate who is now in Mississippi.  The worst will miss us, but we are already getting rain as you can tell.  So it will be a wet one, but thats about all.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carpe Diem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS... Someday i will update my profile and stuff, but i am lazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-112535287029440837?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/112535287029440837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=112535287029440837&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/112535287029440837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/112535287029440837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/08/hurricane.html' title='The Hurricane'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-112494065210250492</id><published>2005-08-24T23:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T18:21:16.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Episode 1 (Improved)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/TTe1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="400" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/TTe1.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it doesnt mess up my sidebar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just click on the picture to view the full size.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-112494065210250492?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/112494065210250492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=112494065210250492&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/112494065210250492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/112494065210250492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/08/episode-1-improved.html' title='Episode 1 (Improved)'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-112494047510264515</id><published>2005-08-24T23:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T18:34:02.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet The Twiggs!</title><content type='html'>Not really going to be blogging much any more, but here is a crazy idea that came into my head.  Its kinda like the far side with stick figures.  First i'll have them introduce themselves to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/Timmy.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/Timmy.jpg' height=400 width=400&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-112494047510264515?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/112494047510264515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=112494047510264515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/112494047510264515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/112494047510264515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/08/meet-twiggs.html' title='Meet The Twiggs!'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111515169202713500</id><published>2005-05-03T16:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T16:22:27.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Cruel World</title><content type='html'>for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am taking my computer apart now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wont be blogging much for a few months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i mean it this time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carpe diem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111515169202713500?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111515169202713500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111515169202713500&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111515169202713500'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://www.liquidgeneration.com/poptoons/britneys_breasts.asp" target="_blank"&gt;The mystery of Britney's Boobies!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mirrored.flabber.nl/britney.lookalike/" target="_blank"&gt;The real Britney&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111509289391831782?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111509289391831782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111509289391831782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111509289391831782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111509289391831782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/05/fun-with-britney.html' title='Fun With Britney'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111507188356486051</id><published>2005-05-02T18:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T18:11:23.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Wonder... I Know!!!</title><content type='html'>To answer &lt;a href="http://afrozenland.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Holly's&lt;/a&gt; questions on 4-28…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ever Wonder? Nope… I know!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why the sun lightens our hair, but darkens our skin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you hair is not alive, it cannot react to the rays of light… it only loses color. Your skin is alive and can react. It creates more myosin, which darkens your skin and protects you from the suns harmful UV rays.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why women can't put on mascara with their mouth closed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Same thing happens when anyone puts in contacts, or when you put a hook in a minnow. It’s a natural reaction to a forein object near the body. For some it is a preparation for screeming if it hurts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why don't you ever see the headline "Psychic Wins Lottery"?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because there are no such thing as psychics. They are all losers who wish they were special. If they really were psychic, you would see such a headline.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why is "abbreviated" such a long word?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because english is a mutt language.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why is it that doctors call what they do "practice"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because each patient is a whole new world. No procedure is ever the same, so you cant practice for it. So each operation is like practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why is it that to stop Windows 98, you have to click on "Start"?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don’t think of anything in terms of stopping or destroying. You have to start the shutdown and create destruction before it exists.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why is lemon juice made with artificial flavor, and dishwashing liquid made with real lemons?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because lemons don’t taste good…but they smell good.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why is the man who invests all your money called a broker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was meant that way, because you shouldn’t trust them with your money.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why is the time of day with the slowest traffic called rush hour?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you wouldn’t be in a rush if there was no traffic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why isn't there mouse-flavored cat food?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because most houses have mice readily available, unlike chickens.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When dog food is new and improved tasting, who tests it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dogs… duh. Or, if the company is really cheap, veitnamese children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why didn't Noah swat those two mosquitoes?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because the bats needed food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why do they sterilize the needle for lethal injections?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because everything needs to be politically correct, even for mass murderers, or shall I say the crazy inclined.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know that indestructible black box that is used on airplanes? Why don't they make the whole plane out of that stuff?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because the plane would be too heavy and wouldn’t fly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why don't sheep shrink when it rains?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because they arent put in a dryer afterwards.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why are they called apartments when they are all stuck together?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because the walls separate the people, keeping them apart, even if you can still hear everything they say and do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If flying is so safe, why do they call the airport the terminal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because it is either where you end your time on the ground, or where you end your time in the sky.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If con is the opposite of pro, is Congress the opposite of progress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it Holly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any more questions feel free to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a horrible speller though, so don't bother with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carpe diem!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111507188356486051?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111507188356486051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111507188356486051&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111507188356486051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111507188356486051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-dont-wonder-i-know.html' title='I Don&apos;t Wonder... I Know!!!'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111506900070238666</id><published>2005-05-02T17:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T17:26:38.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am It!!!</title><content type='html'>I guess I am it…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sweetandsourgoth.blogspot.com/" target=_blank&gt;Erin&lt;/a&gt; tagged me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she hits hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will complete this, but I wont tag someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I have always hated chain letters…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following this is a list of different occupations. You must select at least five of them. You may add more if you like to your list before you pass it on (after you select five of the items as it was passed to you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of the five you selected, you are to finish each phrase with what you would do as a member of that profession. Then pass it on to three other bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's that list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a scientist...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a farmer...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a musician...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a doctor...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a painter...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a gardener...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a missionary...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a chef...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be an architect...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a linguist...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a psychologist...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a librarian...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be an athlete...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a lawyer...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be an innkeeper...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a professor...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a writer...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a backup dancer...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a llama-rider...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a bonnie pirate...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a midget stripper...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a proctologist...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a TV-Chat Show host...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be an actor...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a judge...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a Jedi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see here…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a scientist... as I hope to be…  I would cure cancer and prove to the US that 51 % of you are idiots!!!  I would find a new source for power such as cold fusion, and would make flying cars a reality.  And then… you know… the world peace and ending world hunger thing too.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If I could be a missionary...  I would travel to far away lands and make people learn English or else they wouldn’t get food!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could be an actor... I would be a llama riding, midget, traveling proctologist, who is also secretly a backup dancer for britney spears on weekends.  The show would be called “Taking It In The Butt” and would run on the WB for one episode before being dropped.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a judge...  I would sentence all rapists to being castrated, and I would give the same sentence to the stupid people who file dumb lawsuits such as… I am stupid and spilled coffee on myself.  Those people shouldn’t reproduce.  I would also make the legal drinking age 16, but raise the driving age to 18, like in Germany, and I would make the penalty for drunk driving to be a fine for the first offense, cause people can make mistakes.  For any more offenses you lose an eye, making it 3 strikes and you are out.  If you somehow get a 4th strike… you will also be castrated.  Women would receive the same treatment, but for their 4th strike, they will be changed to a man, and then castrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a Jedi...  I would most definitely fall to the dark side.  I would cause all the moron drivers to crash, and use mind control to get whatever I want.  Instead of opening doors, I would create my own wherever I wanted with my light saber.  I just hope I don’t bend my wookie.  That would suck.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know I am joking with the majority of these answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it is up to you to figure out which ones!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carpe diem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111506900070238666?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111506900070238666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111506900070238666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111506900070238666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111506900070238666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-am-it.html' title='I Am It!!!'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111500567904180020</id><published>2005-05-01T23:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T23:47:59.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cry Me A River.... ... .. .</title><content type='html'>by the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im not going to glorify his name with capitals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;justin timberlake sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so does that song that just so happens to have the same title as this... much cooler post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is worth crying about is the fact that soon, we will be moving and i wont have access to my own computer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure... i will have access to a computer, but it will only have a dialup connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what this means is that nate wont be blogging so much in the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not at all from june 20th until we get internet in georgia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to miss you guys. &lt;tear&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you all miss me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you bastards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carpe diem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:  "Man, he's like a seagull.  He'll eat anything."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111500567904180020?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111500567904180020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111500567904180020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111500567904180020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111500567904180020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/05/cry-me-river.html' title='Cry Me A River.... ... .. .'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111457634424615113</id><published>2005-04-27T00:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T00:32:24.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Addition</title><content type='html'>just added a music section to the sidebar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now you know what is inside my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was very sad to see, while searching for the sites, that some great bands of mine are no longer in existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;systematic and stabbing westward have both disbanded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bummer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were dang good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i created a list of bands that actually exist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that way you wont waste your time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carpe diem!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111457634424615113?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111457634424615113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111457634424615113&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111457634424615113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111457634424615113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/04/addition.html' title='Addition'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111457384886124938</id><published>2005-04-26T23:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T23:50:48.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations!</title><content type='html'>Yes indeed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to Holly, Froyd, and Phil for not sucking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are now immortalized in my blog roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no prizes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111457384886124938?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111457384886124938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111457384886124938&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111457384886124938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111457384886124938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/04/congratulations.html' title='Congratulations!'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111449005284382160</id><published>2005-04-26T00:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T00:34:12.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just do it!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.addictinggames.com/monkey.html" target=_blank&gt;Spank the monkey!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111449005284382160?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111449005284382160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111449005284382160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111449005284382160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111449005284382160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/04/just-do-it.html' title='Just do it!!!'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111403846158043448</id><published>2005-04-20T19:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T19:07:41.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just one of them days</title><content type='html'>you ever have life hit you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a bat to the back of your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and leaves you wandering around stupidly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not wondering whats going on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is one of them days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just proves again that you cant trust anyone but yourself to help you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except Alicia of coarse&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111403846158043448?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111403846158043448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111403846158043448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111403846158043448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111403846158043448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/04/just-one-of-them-days.html' title='Just one of them days'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111403812092330173</id><published>2005-04-20T18:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T19:03:31.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kidnapping Last Night</title><content type='html'>So we kidnapped Alicia last night and took her to perkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a good time had by all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it is ok to stay up later and relax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:  "Ooh, I'm imaginig &lt;em&gt;wang&lt;/em&gt;!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111403812092330173?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111403812092330173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111403812092330173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111403812092330173'/><link 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birds sing&lt;br /&gt;The ice has melted&lt;br /&gt;The grass is turning green (in spots)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the trees still have no leaves&lt;br /&gt;So the town looks barren&lt;br /&gt;If it wasn’t for the conifers and grass&lt;br /&gt;The town would be completely brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized this when I was driving to work yesterday&lt;br /&gt;It was sunny and an all around beautiful day&lt;br /&gt;But as I looked around&lt;br /&gt;It was an eerie sight&lt;br /&gt;Something wasn’t quite right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something was missing&lt;br /&gt;It sure didn’t seem like Minnesota in the summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s when I realized &lt;br /&gt;The means of photosynthesis for the deciduous trees were missing&lt;br /&gt;It was not a happy sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It actually kind of fits with this town&lt;br /&gt;It all seems great to those who don’t look hard enough&lt;br /&gt;But if you do look, something is missing and not right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little something I noticed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your days are brighter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carpe diem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/4533/1024/124_2438.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/4533/400/124_2438.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here Is Proof&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:  “She must be fantastic in the sack in order to get a brand new Mercedes Benz.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111387167853754898?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111387167853754898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111387167853754898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111387167853754898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111387167853754898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/04/bemidji-is-dead.html' title='Bemidji Is Dead'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111370060248219709</id><published>2005-04-16T21:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T21:16:42.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The 2 People As 1 Thing...</title><content type='html'>Music:  Styx - Mr. Roboto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:  Sick of the losers next door who park in our spaces and talk like they are ghetto boys when they are white losers in Bemidji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The 2 people as 1 thing…&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what that is like, and I just don’t see it in a lot of other couples.  Not that I think we are better than everyone else.  We are just lucky to have found that person we have been looking for.  I just see others having problems, often or not.  We have problems too… don’t get me wrong, but ours are usually caused by an outside source or stress.  They don’t last long and we are no worse for the wear.  It usually makes us stronger.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you just can't make it happen… it either happens or it doesn’t.  Trust, I'm sure, has a lot to do with it.  And there is something to be said about good communication, which also stems from trust.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you truly see someone when you move in with them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it changes things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The catholic church led me to believe it was a sin and that anyone who did this just ruined their chances of a marriage or relationship working or lasting.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me it just enforced everything that I loved about her.&lt;br /&gt;Because now I could be with her every day.&lt;br /&gt;And I like that.&lt;br /&gt;And hope to continue that for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there you have it.  Relationships used to be so complicated to me.  I always had to try so hard to make the other person happy or was worried I wasn’t what they wanted or that they were unsatisfied.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I know now is that they aren’t supposed to be complicated.  They just work when they are right.  Now maybe we are freaks and it never really works out that way, but so far so good, and I don’t see it changing soon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love You Baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carpe Diem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:  “They are having a tea party in the kids department.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111370060248219709?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111370060248219709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111370060248219709&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111370060248219709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111370060248219709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/04/2-people-as-1-thing.html' title='The 2 People As 1 Thing...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111369945257321763</id><published>2005-04-16T20:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T20:57:32.573-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tax Season Is Over!!!</title><content type='html'>unless you got an extension from the gov.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad will be very pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more 80 hour weeks for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that would suck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111369945257321763?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111369945257321763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111369945257321763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111369945257321763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111369945257321763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/04/tax-season-is-over.html' title='Tax Season Is Over!!!'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111369927810475447</id><published>2005-04-16T20:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T20:55:42.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eye Am Watching You All!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/4533/1024/eye1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/4533/400/eye1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so is the government&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111369927810475447?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111369927810475447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111369927810475447&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111369927810475447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111369927810475447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/04/eye-am-watching-you-all.html' title='Eye Am Watching You All!!!'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111362202650628565</id><published>2005-04-15T23:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T23:27:06.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This Week In Bowling (Late Edition)</title><content type='html'>i know it is a little late but i figure i should post about bowling this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the last night of bowling on tuesday and i actually bowled well.  probably because it was the last night and i was just there to have fun.  r and i were having a good time just joking around and bowling.  everybody was bowling well.  it was just a good time, and it was about time that bowling became fun again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I Learned At Bowling:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically to have fun, and to relax.  a lot of what i should have already known.  i have been hitting my mark very well, but this week the pins had actually been falling for me.  i hope that trend continues but i am also glad to be done for a while so my wrist can heal.  it has been hurting a little the last couple weeks.  not fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, time to go hang out for a little while, its late and i have to work in the morning.  boy i havent missed working weekends.  so have a good night people.  and watch out for zombies and people who are rude and annoying but dont know it, then get angry when other people ignore them, when they should look at all the nice things all around them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carpe diem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111362202650628565?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111362202650628565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111362202650628565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111362202650628565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111362202650628565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/04/this-week-in-bowling-late-edition.html' title='This Week In Bowling (Late Edition)'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111360743653249497</id><published>2005-04-15T19:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T19:23:56.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Something So Easy, You Can Do It When You Die!</title><content type='html'>thats right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE AN ORGAN DONOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is simple and logical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all, you wont be needing them anymore, but someone else might&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111360743653249497?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111345167755139449</id><published>2005-04-14T00:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T00:10:33.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Pic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/4533/640/116_17001.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/4533/400/116_17001.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a nice day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of coarse this was not from today, but from last year... hence the leaves on the trees and all of the green.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111345167755139449?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111345167755139449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111345167755139449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111345167755139449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111345167755139449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/04/pic.html' title='A Pic'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111345111100418184</id><published>2005-04-13T23:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T23:58:31.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have Been Searched!</title><content type='html'>i found that a google search ended up at my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the search was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************&lt;br /&gt;"gosh tina"&lt;br /&gt;******************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.... my first search that found me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure they were very dissapointed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111345111100418184?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111342185217859299</id><published>2005-04-13T15:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T15:50:52.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The World Is Spinning...</title><content type='html'>dont let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been a while since i have been here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda dusty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am working on a post but cant seem to find the time to finish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is a beautiful day out&lt;br /&gt;enjoy it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just put the covers on my subs so i dont have to worry about stuff poking holes in them anymore!!!  Yay!!!  now my trunk is useful again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me just say that it is good to have a day off in the week again.  i like not having anything to do.  this weekend was rough.  not in the busy way... just in the lot of crap going down kinda way.  we just learned so much.  it is good to listen and to finally understand.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this post has been very blocky and hard to understand im sure.  ive just been writing as it comes to me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i better go enjoy the day.  you all do the same.  there is still ice on lake bemidji... but i dont think you can drive on it anymore.  hockey is for sure canceled.  carpe diem everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111342185217859299?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111342185217859299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111342185217859299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111342185217859299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111342185217859299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/04/world-is-spinning.html' title='The World Is Spinning...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111258866899302697</id><published>2005-04-04T00:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T00:24:28.993-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It Was A Good Night</title><content type='html'>a whole lot better than sitting around playing video games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup... thats about all i have to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:  "There is a little bit of heroin in every bite."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111258866899302697?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111258866899302697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111258866899302697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111258866899302697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111258866899302697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/04/it-was-good-night.html' title='It Was A Good Night'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111254860227186520</id><published>2005-04-03T13:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T13:19:36.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/4533/640/116_16412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/4533/400/116_1641.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a daphnia. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" 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/6622290-111254860227186520?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111254860227186520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111254860227186520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111254860227186520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111254860227186520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-first-picture.html' title='My First Picture'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111249964919078090</id><published>2005-04-02T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T22:40:49.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Is Here</title><content type='html'>Music:  Godsmack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:  Good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just so everyone knows...  Anchorman is a horrible movie.  i mean seriously.  it was boring, had a horrible plot, and wasnt funny at all... except when the dog got punted over the bridge... but thats about it.  it was a complete waste of 2 hours of my life.  ill never get that back.  i would have rather watched the snow melt or a richard simmons tape.  at least that would have been funny.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love lamp... i love lamp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love pooping on crappy movies and lighting it on fire and watching it burn!!! hahahaha!!!!  Burn baby Burn!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night minnesota... and dont watch that movie...  it will make you stupider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carpe diem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for all you catholics out there... may the pope rest in peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:  "I'm riding a furry tractor!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111249964919078090?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111249964919078090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111249964919078090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111249964919078090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111249964919078090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/04/spring-is-here.html' title='Spring Is Here'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111241412921929241</id><published>2005-04-01T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T23:27:33.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Politicians Are "Dunderheads" (edited for my own safety)</title><content type='html'>Music:  MetallicA!!!  Duh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:  Pretty damn good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was reading the Bemidji paper today.  I know… bad Nate.  But I skipped the parts about red lake and the Schavio stuff.  I like to read the opinion sections because I like hearing what people have to say… even if it is stupid or sucks… like what I read today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike Reagan is the oldest son of Ronald Reagan  In his section he was making a problem out of nothing… something all politicians seem to be very good at.  See… when there is a problem, it is suppose to be scary and in need of change.  Fear… as bush knows… is a great way to get people to see things your way.  Anyways, Mikey here was discussing what he claims to be a crazy and scary fact that he says everyone knows… but until recently no one has written about.  According to a new study… some 72% of college professors are liberal!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no!!!  Say it isn’t so!!!  Somebody nuke all of the universities we can't have that spread!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was being facetious there… can you tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so 72% of college professors are liberal.  What does that tell me?  That smart people are liberal.  It takes a person with a little education to teach at a college level.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it tell Mike Reagan?  That “There is evidence of possible discrimination against conservatives in hiring and promotion.”  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I was saying…  suddenly it is a conspiracy.  According to Ockam’s Razor… the simplest explanation is the most probable.  And a conspiracy in all of the universities is not very plausible at all.  Not to mention… where did he pull that out of his ass???  Again, he later says that the number of liberals increase in more prestigious schools.  Again… smart people… nope conspiracy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mikey uses a professor that his daughter supposedly had as an example of one of these crazy people who somehow teaches college.  He quotes the professor of telling everyone, the first day of class, that he is a liberal, and does not like conservatives.  Any conservative writing will receive a bad grade.  Basically any conservative better drop his class cause he will fail them.  I think that mike is exaggerating here a little bit but I'm not sure.  He even calls this professor a dunderhead.  ???  Who uses that word?  I suppose its better than retarded donkey lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if this “dunderhead, liberal” professor is real, it is a very extreme example.  I'm very sure that not every “liberal” professor will fail people just because they are conservative.  You see, unlike (many) conservatives, liberals are a little more open-minded and actually think before they make assumptions or comments.  At least I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Mikey doesn’t finish there.  I quote him again… “Tragically, this is how hordes of fellow liberals teach.”  How tragic indeed if it were true, but hordes… now we sound like a bunch of trolls invading his land and raping and pillaging… what’s in your wallet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now the “dunderhead” liberals have universities in their evil grasp, but conservatives still have everything else in theirs.  The way I see it… score one for the good guys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carpe diem, and don’t drink and drive. &lt;br /&gt;Stay between the lines…. The lines are our friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:  “And then… and then he was like… whoooaaaa!!!”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111241412921929241?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111241412921929241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111241412921929241&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111241412921929241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111241412921929241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/04/politicians-are-dunderheads-edited-for.html' title='Politicians Are &quot;Dunderheads&quot; (edited for my own safety)'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111241064626218995</id><published>2005-04-01T21:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T21:57:26.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminder</title><content type='html'>Just a reminder to Erin to burn me the Rammstein cds that she has...thats all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111241064626218995?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111232763637803341</id><published>2005-03-31T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T22:53:56.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Done</title><content type='html'>Just finished my applicaiton for the EPA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been busy with that and stupid stuff for work for the last few days.  sorry y'all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im going to chill and drink with my homies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or just play more video games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep it real everyone... and hopefully i will be getting a cut of your money from the government... about time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carpe diem!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111232763637803341?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111232763637803341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111232763637803341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111232763637803341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111232763637803341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/done.html' title='Done'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111198126377786954</id><published>2005-03-27T22:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T22:41:03.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back In Bemidji</title><content type='html'>Eeeewwwwww!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It smells here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to get out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111198126377786954?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111198126377786954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111198126377786954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111198126377786954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111198126377786954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/back-in-bemidji.html' title='Back In Bemidji'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111163681352176941</id><published>2005-03-23T20:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T23:13:29.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nate's Pet Peeves</title><content type='html'>Music:  Disturbed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:  Good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tampon Commercials&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm not a fan of commercials in general, but I really think that they can do away with these.  I mean… don’t they sell themselves?  I'm sure women all over America were bleeding all over their pants until one day, while watching The Young and the Restless, a wonderful tampax commercial appeared like some sort of menstrual messiah…  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Feeling not so fresh?  Is it that time of month?  Would you rather be riding your horse or playing tennis instead of going to the Wal-Mart to buy yourself another pair of panties?  Well… while you are there why don’t you pick up something to block the torrential deluge flowing out of your vagina.  Tampax offers many varieties of pussy plugs to stop that annoyance from stopping your life.  Now you can play with you kids without fear of ruining the brand new white carpet.  Tampax… without it you would just bleed and die.&lt;br /&gt;************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don’t need to be watching the news while eating supper and having one of these disgusting advertisements popping up and ruining my tomato soup.  I just hate when it is late at night and I'm all calm and tired, watching a good show, and them a tampon commercial comes on and makes me think of bleeding orifices.  Yucko man!!!   They are just an eyesore to everyone.  Make them stop!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that’s about all for tonight.  Good night to all and to all a good mosh pitting!!!  Carpe diem!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:  “Don’t give up because its hope that binds us, pain that guides us.  Who do we trust when those things reminds us.”   -- Flaw, &lt;em&gt;Endangered Species&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111163681352176941?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111163681352176941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111163681352176941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111163681352176941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111163681352176941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/nates-pet-peeves.html' title='Nate&apos;s Pet Peeves'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111162837291070103</id><published>2005-03-23T20:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T20:39:32.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nate Was Right</title><content type='html'>I called it… oh yeah.   Some may have doubted it, but I always had faith…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia was accepted into all of the grads schools that she applied to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXTREEEEEEEEME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I called it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don’t even ask me about bowling…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put my balls in the closet as a punishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naughty… naughty balls!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111162837291070103?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111162837291070103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111162837291070103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111162837291070103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111162837291070103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/nate-was-right.html' title='Nate Was Right'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111146806643757046</id><published>2005-03-21T23:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T00:07:46.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Too Much Thinking...</title><content type='html'>Music: A whole bunch of good shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: strange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized that we are in the season of lent… well actually the catholics are in that season… but how many are following it? And now what is lent all about?&lt;br /&gt;That’s right… you guessed it… fasting. Or in laymen’s terms… not eating… meat to be precise… but only on Fridays.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, sounds like a half ass effort but that’s not what my gripe is about. It’s about the meat.&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick question: Who decided that fish would not be considered meat? I mean come on.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the question is: What is meat?&lt;br /&gt;Let us see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe since it is not a domesticated animal. But deer is meat. So is squirrel. So that can't be right. It also can't just be the fact that it swims. Seals swim but I'm sure they have meat. Poultry is also meat so it can't just be limited to mammals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I have 2 opposing definitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Webster’s&lt;/strong&gt; collegiate dictionary defines meat as such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1a: FOOD;esp:solid food as distinguished from drink b: the edible part of something as distinguished from its covering (as a husk or shell) 2: animal tissue considered esp. as food: a: FLESH 2b: also: flesh of a mammal as opposed to fowl or fish b: FLESH la; specif: flesh of domesticated animals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there is more but it doesn’t pertain to the question at hand&lt;br /&gt;plus… there is a contradiction already in this one since chickens are foul, and they are domesticated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dictionary.com&lt;/strong&gt; defines meat as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n 1: the flesh of animals (including fishes and birds and snails) used as food 2: the inner and usually edible part of a seed or grain or nut or fruit stone; "black walnut kernels are difficult to get out of the shell" [syn: kernel] 3: the choicest or most essential or most vital part of some idea or experience; "the gist of the prosecutor's argument"; "the heart and soul of the Republican Party"; "the nub of the story"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So… some people do consider the muscles of teleosts to be meat, but obviously the catholic church does not. Maybe they follow the first definition, but they do consider chicken meat as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know. Maybe they just needed an out. Maybe they needed some protein in their diet. Plus I think originally, it used to be no meat for the entire 40 days so that might make some sense. Or, maybe they just like making strange rules. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand meat, as in from animals, as in the kingdom animalia, to be the muscle of an animal. That means that it is the part of the animal that causes movement to occur. Without it they would just be plants that cannot photosynthesize. Therefore since chickens have muscle, horses have muscle, cows have muscle, lobsters have muscle, bunnies have muscle, and fish have muscle, basically all vertebrates have muscle, then their flesh (muscle) is considered meat to me. I mean… if cows have meat, then what is a piece of fish flesh called? I think it is just called fish. Then why don’t we call a steak cow, or bovine? Whatever. Strange thing to ramble on about, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I made some sense.  Have a good night everyone and don’t let the bed bugs eat your meat!!!  Carpe diem!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:  “If a man can kill someone and be forgiven, I'm sure god can forgive a little whoopee.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111146806643757046?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111146806643757046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111146806643757046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111146806643757046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111146806643757046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/little-too-much-thinking.html' title='A Little Too Much Thinking...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111145322728780107</id><published>2005-03-21T19:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T20:00:27.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rules Of The Day</title><content type='html'>1)  Don't Hurt Yourself!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Alicia slipped on the floor and hurt her already bad knee again.  She is in rough shape... a "mess" as she puts it.  Now who is going to make me dinner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)  Don't Hurt Others!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the previous post...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111145322728780107?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111145322728780107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111145322728780107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111145322728780107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111145322728780107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/rules-of-day.html' title='Rules Of The Day'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111145184061340496</id><published>2005-03-21T19:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T19:37:20.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Ever Happened To Turn The Other Cheek?</title><content type='html'>always horrible to hear about a &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&amp;e=2&amp;u=/ap/school_shooting" target=_blank&gt;school shooting&lt;/a&gt;... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially when it is only 20 miles north of you and you live in the middle of the woods.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111145184061340496?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111145184061340496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111145184061340496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111145184061340496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111145184061340496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/what-ever-happened-to-turn-other-cheek.html' title='What Ever Happened To Turn The Other Cheek?'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111129435623336415</id><published>2005-03-19T23:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T23:52:36.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Parties... I Mean "Get Togethers" RULE!!!</title><content type='html'>Music:  Staind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:  bueno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the “get together”  a couple days ago ruled.  It was sweet.  Gosh Tina!!!  Glad I got a few videos.  Plus I got a lot of pictures… but I don’t know how to get them on the blog so we are giving some to Erin… or Alicia can show me how… but I am lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also… last night ruled!!!  Harold and Kumar go to white castle is a great flick.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXTREME!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things from last night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W’s Indian name:    Brain Like Woodchuck&lt;br /&gt; Yeah… I can see that…&lt;br /&gt;        Thank you Angel for that one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news of the day:  Alicia has been accepted to Kennesaw St. University&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok… kinda sick of writing since there are… better things to do.  I would have gotten most of this stuff out yesterday but blogger was smoking dope again and was passed out so I couldn’t.  Carpe diem and pasta and pizza!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:  “Ass… the other vagina.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111129435623336415?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111129435623336415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111129435623336415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111129435623336415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111129435623336415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/parties-i-mean-get-togethers-rule.html' title='Parties... I Mean &quot;Get Togethers&quot; RULE!!!'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111111365635304953</id><published>2005-03-17T21:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T21:40:56.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just One Of Those Days</title><content type='html'>Music:  12 Stones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:  Angry… Confused… Annoyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now… after 2 months of hearing nothing… I get an answer.  They told me that I would keep my benefits.  They told me that I would keep the vacation hours that I have earned living in that craphole.  They told me it wouldn’t be a problem.  But no, when I ask again just to see how it was going getting transferred from Herbergers to Yonkers in Duluth, they tell me a different story.  It seemed to them like they knew the whole time, but suddenly now they tell me that things are different.  Now I don’t get my benefits or get to keep my vacation hours that are rightfully mine if I were to transfer.  I would be a temporary associate since I would only be there for a few months before we would be moving again.  And being not “full time” status… but still working full time… I don’t get all the benefits of being “full time”.  So guess what I say to that.  Well… its really not very appropriate for readers under 35.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck you stupid retarded monkey butt-loving dirt eating scum sucking ass goblin!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. that about summed up my mood.  Not that I am really pissed at anyone or anything in particular… I just wish I would have known like… 2 months ago so I could start looking for a real job.  Which I am now doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole point of transferring was to retain my health insurance and stuff.  Otherwise… I’ll just find a new job.  Hopefully one that deals with my biology degree.  Even if I do, I probably won’t get any benefits, which we need since we are going to be moving soon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah… now I'm in a dilemma of sorts.  At least I know now.  Lets just hope I can get a good job that is just for the summer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then… after work today we go and work out.  Now the rec center at BSU just got a new dumbbell set so we were hoping to check it out.  Yeah… they suck.  The handles aren’t ergonomically designed and they are not covered with a rubber-like material.  So they clank a lot and hurt the hand.  Just not as good as the others.  Plus, they are missing some sized like 30lb, 8lb, and such.  So we ask what’s up… well the football team bought the others so they got new “better” ones.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great day it was.  At least Erin is back so we can hang out with someone.  Should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go now.  Have a good St. Patti’s day!!!  Drink lots of green beer.  Just hope you don’t vomit up some green goodness tomorrow.  Cheers!!!  Oh… and carpe diem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:  “Oh… I think I found its brother.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111111365635304953?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111111365635304953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111111365635304953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111111365635304953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111111365635304953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/just-one-of-those-days.html' title='Just One Of Those Days'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111102802582671526</id><published>2005-03-16T21:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T21:53:45.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>From Serious To Stupid... All In One Post!!!</title><content type='html'>Music:  American idol… why!!!  Oh why!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:  bueno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So American idol is on again…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pththththhtthththth!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funk dat!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I poop on you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.  I have lots on my mind… but Alicia and I have the house to ourselves so I don’t want to just sit at the computer the whole time.  But I thought I would tell you a little something about our drive to Duluth on Friday…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had snowed the day before, but the sun was out most of the day and it seemed ok outside.  Everything was pretty much fine until we got on to highway 2.  Stupid highway 2.  Why does ice seem to just stay on that road.  But only in patches, at least.  So you are going 60 mph and then suddenly the road is black and really really slippery.  So I slow down, then speed up, then slow down again.  Really annoying until I see a car pull over to the side in the oncoming lane.  At first I didn’t realize why, concentrating more on the road.  Then I realized that the car was a state patrol vehicle and there in front of it was a SUV on its side.  You know what that means.  Ice ahead!!!  And sure enough, a nice big patch of the slippery stuff was right there and it was slippery.  A very sobering moment though…not that I was drunk… but it really puts things into perspective.  Getting there fast isn’t worth risking your life.  So I slowed down and did the speed limit the rest of the way and was very watchful of my surroundings.  It just makes you think… about just how fast things can change.  So do the best to keep yourself around for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right… enough with the serious talk… time for a brand new section!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nate’s Favorite Words!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOIST  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: slightly or moderately wet: damp&lt;br /&gt;2: tearful&lt;br /&gt;3: characterized by high humidity&lt;br /&gt;syn… see wet&lt;br /&gt;4: funny word to describe funny things!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a word that just makes me giggle like a little school girl.  It can be used to describe brownies or… huh hmmm… other things :).  Basically a fun word that won’t get you in trouble if you were to say it!!!  Bonus!!!  Or shall I say... Brilliant!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:  “Will if squeak if I squeeze it?”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111102802582671526?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111102802582671526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111102802582671526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111102802582671526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111102802582671526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/from-serious-to-stupid-all-in-one-post.html' title='From Serious To Stupid... All In One Post!!!'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111094492509954862</id><published>2005-03-15T22:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T22:48:45.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Bowl</title><content type='html'>Music:  why do I bother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:  good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm back, and I'm sure you all missed me dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good weekend.   Nice and relaxing and fun.  Not to mention that being away from herbergers for a few days was good as well.  Lots of interesting things happened and will be blogged about at a later time when I have more time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back today just in time for me to go bowling and I did well again.  I started out with a 214.  Not bad, but not great.  Had a stupid split to start but I finished strong and made up for it.  Over average so I won’t complain.  Second game was a 212.  Again… not bad but I had a couple mistakes and could have done better.  I had an 8-10 split to finish out but it was after a strike in the 10th so it didn’t bother me too much.  Over average, but the other guys I was bowling with were doing much better so I had to pick up my game.   Luckily I didn’t think about the fact that my 3rd game is usually the worst for me.   My third game was a 257.  Much better!!!  I was carrying, getting lucky even.  It was nice.  I struck out to finish and felt good.  I ended up with a 683 series, very close to what I had last week and puts me in 3rd, I think, for singles.  Now I didn’t see everyone’s score but from what I could see I was 3rd.   A guy I was bowling with had a 705 and he just bowled better the first 2 games.  I'm glad I got it together in the end cause I think I will do well in final events, which is all 3 series combined.  Very happy with my performance for the last 2 weeks.  Gee… I didn’t bowl with Ron for the last 2 weeks… coincidence or not??  We will find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Nate Learned At Bowling…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do bowl up to your competition.  I started out crappy, but seeing everyone else get strikes caused me to concentrate better and find the spot and stay there.  It was a lot of fun to see strike after strike.  Only wish that would happen more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think its time for bed or something.  Stay clean everybody.  Carpe diem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:  “No one likes moisture on the package.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111094492509954862?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111094492509954862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111094492509954862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111094492509954862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111094492509954862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/back-to-bowl.html' title='Back to Bowl'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111051921660484573</id><published>2005-03-11T00:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T00:33:36.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone For A Few</title><content type='html'>well everyone... we are going to be in duluth till tuesday, and since Alicia's parents only have dial up, i probably wont be blogging.  but im sure i will have lots to blog about when i get back.  have a good break everyone.  i sure will... 4 days without work!!!  woo hoo!!!  break out the booze and hookers... oh wait... that money went into my car.... um....  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carpe diem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111051921660484573?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111051921660484573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111051921660484573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111051921660484573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111051921660484573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/gone-for-few.html' title='Gone For A Few'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111043068657063231</id><published>2005-03-09T23:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T23:14:09.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nate's Pet Peeves (2nd try)</title><content type='html'>Music:  Disturbed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:  not hungry anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nate’s Pet Peeves:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P. Diddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More like p dorky.  Aaaaaaaarrrrrrrggggg!!!  Where do I begin.  He wouldn’t even be so big if he didn’t have friends and family in the business or sell out his dead buddy by ruining a classic song.  There is little talent in the rap genre, and p “who the fuck really cares” is definitely at the bottom of that pool… and hopefully drowning.  All he does is talk the whole time in his “songs” if you can call them that.  Most aren’t even his.  He just steals a good song, takes out the people who can sing, adds more bass, and starts talking about how big of a douche bad he is.  He is very good at that one.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he can’t do it alone.  Nope.  None of his songs are just him… he always has to have his “posse” say a few words as well.  Bad boy for life.  Yeah dog… for shizzle biznatch.  Time to go light matches, skip class, smoke in the bathroom and tease the fat kid.  I'm so bad.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man just looks like a dork… all the time.  He looks like that rich uncle that you know is thinking about molesting you.  Must have been why he had his butt buddy ma$e around.  Wonder where he is now???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P donkey just can’t dance either.  Its always the same jig in every video or event he is in.  it looks like he is going to box someone, but instead he does a really bad rendition of the wheels on the bus.  And move his feet???  Never.  That would be too complicated.  Wow… he is starting to sound like ungy.   A molester that can't dance.  Yep, sounds right.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get the pleasure, working at herbergers, to play with his crappy clothing line; Sean Jean.  Now talk about a pile of shit.  I hate having to go and make it look all nice and tidy after a bunch of gangsta wanna-bees messed it up.  I think it should look like it really is… shit.  All of the pants are like 3 time too big… because its gangsta.  And just look at how gangsta p doo doo looks in his Armani suits and whatever else that probably cost him thousands.  Maybe that’s why he charges 50-80 bucks for a shirt.  That great embroidered sean john on them definitely puts them above the rest.  But I guess he can charge whatever he wants because there are plenty of stupid people who will pay just to be gangsta.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow…. That was a long one.  I'm sure I have plenty more angst but I better stop before I blow a blood vessel or something.  Its feels good to get it all out.  I'm normally a happy person.  Just trust me on that one.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the first edition was better, but I think I recaptured what I wanted to get out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If p diddy were to ever read this blog…  a nice cash bribe would certainly shut me up and put you in higher regards.  Share the wealth beotch!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111043068657063231?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111043068657063231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111043068657063231&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111043068657063231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111043068657063231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/nates-pet-peeves-2nd-try.html' title='Nate&apos;s Pet Peeves (2nd try)'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111043055158297586</id><published>2005-03-09T23:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T23:55:51.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Angst</title><content type='html'>i hate losing things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for sure a future peve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had i nice long post and i lost it cause blogger is a whore.  now ive re written it but i liked the first one better.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i will for sure use word to save my posts so i can save my sanity.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$$$ bonus $$$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that means punctuation and better spelling!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111043055158297586?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111043055158297586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111043055158297586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111043055158297586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111043055158297586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/angst.html' title='Angst'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111042218899973298</id><published>2005-03-09T20:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T21:36:29.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Blog Will Contain No Poems... Unless They Are About Poop!!!</title><content type='html'>Music:  i wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:  very good...;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today was a day off.  it would have been good if i didnt have to get up at 8 oclock and bring my car in by 9 am.  but good news, instead of 700 bucks, it was a little over 500 dollars.  apparently the front rotors were fine.  fuck you tires plus.  you can suck my cars sweaty tailpipe... sideways.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now my car actually stops.  i was quite amazed by the difference.  instead of a lot of give when you hit the break, it starts slowing the car down right away.  it makes the 4000 lb car seem a lot lighter.  quite cool if you ask me.  plus, i go in and since it cost less, wanted to get my car washed... since it really needed it.  well... they already washed and vacuumed it.  sweet ass... and fuck you tires plus.  i doubt they would have done that.  they dont have a car wash.  and they suck.  did i mention that yet???  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the rest of the day i spent playing video games and basically wasting time.  which is really fun cause i dont get to do it often... and because i didnt have to deal with stupid people... except when i was driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... i have to go and get subway for Alicia, but i do have more to talk about.  so i will be back.  carpe diem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111042218899973298?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111042218899973298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111042218899973298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111042218899973298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111042218899973298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/this-blog-will-contain-no-poems-unless.html' title='This Blog Will Contain No Poems... Unless They Are About Poop!!!'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111033575728070977</id><published>2005-03-08T21:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T21:35:57.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowling Tonight</title><content type='html'>Music:  fox 9 again since we have to tape american idol... grrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:  good... cause of bowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bowling wasnt bad for once.  in fact it was generally on the plus side.  but if it wasnt for the 279 game to start it off... it would have been normal... for me.  please remember i have been bowling for a long time and anything under 200 is bad.  very bad.  to put it in prospective, its like Alicia getting an A-.  it just shouldnt happen.  so, now that is clear.  my other games were a 191, and a 214.  ok, but not great.  so my first game kept me up there.  good, i need to do that more often.  and i ended with a strike.  always a plus.  so now i should reveal something i learned today at bowling.  a tip you could say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Nate Learned At Bowling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay calm.  be smooth.  dont get too excited.  you will speed up and possibly pull your shot.  just chill, and have fun.  its a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well there you go.  hope you all learned something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i got my taxes back today.  580 bucks and i still have state taxes to come in.  its a good thing my car needs new brakes cause i would know what to do with all that money.  i would have probably just used it on drugs and booze and hookers like i always do when i get taxes back.  its like a fuck you to the government... but we wont get into that tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news for the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia heard back from a grad school... and the results are positive.  she is in to Towson U!!!!  Yay Alicia!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now for another lovely edition of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nates Pet Peves!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow, its annoying.  it makes the world so bright outside.  its cold, its slippery, it pisses me off.  why cant people drive in it.  you live in minnesota... you should know better.  SLOW DOWN DUMBASS!!!  it makes it hard to see while driving.  it messes with your schedules.  it gets in your face.  it melts in your hair.  it makes dog crap very visible.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the plus side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;none unless you have time and money to have a snowmobile or go skiing.  ok, im sure there are some plusses... fuck that doesnt look right... but anyways i dont see them.  its just another reason minnesota annoys me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bout time for me to go visit erin.  have a good night y'all and carpe diem.  dont do anything i wouldnt do... wait... just dont do anything stupid... wait... just stay home... wait... never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:  "I tooted on you!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111033575728070977?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111033575728070977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111033575728070977&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111033575728070977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111033575728070977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/bowling-tonight.html' title='Bowling Tonight'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111025481381726306</id><published>2005-03-07T23:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T23:06:53.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations!!!!</title><content type='html'>Kit is officially the first person to comment on my blog!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that means you win the grand prize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will email you a naked pic as soon as you send me your email!!!  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            U Wish&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111025481381726306?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111025481381726306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111025481381726306&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111025481381726306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111025481381726306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/congratulations.html' title='Congratulations!!!!'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111025459182542600</id><published>2005-03-07T22:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T23:03:11.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Question</title><content type='html'>just a question for the 2 people who will ever read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it tough to read without punctuation???  i may not care, but i would like the input.  dont even bother commenting on my shitty spelling.  cause i really dont care.  i am a lazy person.  getting me to write is tough enough.... dont make me waste my time on spell check.  i am thinking about writing my posts first in a word document since i have heard of bloggers problems and i dont want to lose a nice long post due to stupidity.  and... if i do that... word will automatically capitalize and spell check for me... so it would make things easy.  hmmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111025459182542600?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111025459182542600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111025459182542600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111025459182542600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111025459182542600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/question.html' title='Question'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111025417007440470</id><published>2005-03-07T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T22:56:10.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Use E-Brake</title><content type='html'>Music:  Fox 9 News... which sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:  Frustrated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anyone here ownes a 91-94 chevy lumina...  use your e-brake or it will cost you.  thats right, my car needs a brake job... and they arent cheap.  around 600-700 buckaroos beotch.  yeah.  it seems that the rear calipers are stupid and require you to use the e-brake to calibrate them, otherwise they will screw up and stop working properly.  so releasing the e-brake kinda restarts them... like a computer.  running too long without restart means bad things happen.  well... also living in minnesota, where they salt roads till they are paved with it, doesnt help since one rear caliper is completely rusted and seased up.  great... so rear brakes dont work, leaving only the front to do all the slowing of a 4000 lb car.  guess what, they dont like that either.  the pads on the front are well worn... meaning they need to be replaced... and with the overuse, the front rotors have hot spots and are warping, meaning they, might also have to join the junk yard, or become frisbees for hicks.  so yeah, fun if you know how to replace them, and have the means, or not if you have to pay someone 80 fucking bucks an hour to do if for you.  hope it only takes them 5 minutes cause thats about all i will pay.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cars, such a waste of money, but they get you around.  someone needs to find a better way of traveling.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** and now for the reincarnation of .... ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nate's Pet Peves!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Idol... what a croc of shit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit... i have watched it... but only because Alicia does, so if i dont want to go and like read a book... pthlthlth...  i have to watch as well.  but i think it is just a horrible show.  and american idol should not be the name.  granted clay didnt win... but what has rubin done.  and clay, mr invisible watching you while you shower... is not much of an idol.  "mommy i want to sing and look like a dork."  no thanks.  how about American Pop Star.  and todays pop music sucks ass.  people dont even have to know how to sing.  so the show is poingless.  they can change everything via computers.  you needn't have talent to be in that genera.  plus, like anybody who wins is going to write their own songs and do what they want.  the record companies find someone who can sing their songs... since the people who write them cant.  thats all.  plus... 3 days a week, give me a brake.  granted fox 9 has crappy programming to begin with... but every time i turn it on... its american idol this and american idol that.  the commercials are a welcome break even though they are all about what is going to happen tomorrow on american idol.  so basically... american idol...  go back to england where you came from, and bite me.  the only thing good about the show is simon giving them all shit.  ok... im done with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... i think i have written enough for today and probably spelt things horribly, but i dont care... im a biology major.  good night all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:  "Just shoot me."&lt;br /&gt;for this one i will explain it...  it is what andy schneider told the police when they arrested him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111025417007440470?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111025417007440470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111025417007440470&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111025417007440470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111025417007440470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/use-e-brake.html' title='Use E-Brake'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111017057915361453</id><published>2005-03-06T23:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T23:42:59.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Quote Of The Day</title><content type='html'>"Oww I stubbed my kooter!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* the identity of those who have contributed to Nate's quotes are not mentioned as to protect them from themselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111017057915361453?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111017057915361453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111017057915361453&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111017057915361453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111017057915361453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/new-quote-of-day.html' title='New Quote Of The Day'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-111016788465913256</id><published>2005-03-06T22:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T23:23:34.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Really Strange</title><content type='html'>Music: The wind buffeting the windows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Strange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i am back. long time no see huh??? but i know no one is listening anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i just came upon something really strange. my dad just emailed it to me. its one of those things that makes you look back and go, yeah... i suppose, but holy shit!!! we all knew andy schneider was a bit strange but a sexual criminal? now thats news. we knew he stalked people and probably had troubles with women, but to sexually assault a woman with a knife??? wow!! so thats right folks. andy schneider is a sex offender and is back in jail. crazy shit cause i graduated with him. our lockers were right next to each other. we were locker neighbors!!! didnt think he could do something like that but when i think about it... im not really that surprised. so thats the big news for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: "You shot his fucking head off!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-111016788465913256?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111016788465913256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=111016788465913256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111016788465913256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/111016788465913256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/something-really-strange.html' title='Something Really Strange'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-108202210765716126</id><published>2004-04-15T05:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T05:45:44.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Music:  Metallica baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:  Tired as a ... yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i just finished writing my ichthyology paper.  now its almost 430.  i think i did a good job, but i have some more writing do do.  its about a little thing thats been bothering me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Nate Rants On... The Gay Marriage Controversy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, the ripsaw had a great article about this.  so good that it made me think, and made me angry.  first off... there should be no controversy.  its a right for people to marry who they love.  i think the conservatives... like hmmm... bush...from texas... hmm...  are all homophobes.  they give eminem shit for it... why not bush.  maybe bush, when he must appologize later, will also do a duet with elton.  anyways.  the conservative argument is this.   allowing gays to marry threatenes the very sanctity of marriage and the family.  gay activists cite factors other than homosexuality to be concerned about.  and i quote... "If you want to protect marriage, forbed divorce or adultery, not a loving union between two people, "  stated Larson.  no first name given.  so basically, this showes that there are other forces that the conservatives have problems with other than the homo factor.  first off, not giving gays the right to marry, means taking away some ''inalienable rights'' and basically dehumanizes them.  but that isnt the issue.  the issue is since that is the case, they dont recieve the benifits, and the gov saves money.  at least thats my view.  im sure the homo factor is also an issue, since im sure bush doesnt even look at or touch his own penis every day.  anyways, it is the most stupid argument since who is at fault, the rapist, or the rapee for wearing "revealing clothing".  so basically... gays have the right to marry, and it is being taken away from them.  this is wrong... bad bush.  i would spank you if i could.  we like to consider the u.s. a progressive country, but we are far from it.  there is still oppression.  so all you homosexuals out there, go and get married.  go to canada.  do anything you need to.  prove that your love is just the same as bush has for his wife.  wait... they arent the same.  and thats also a point.  i see gays as actually having a love for each other.  i havent done the research, but im sure they would have a lower divorce rate.  anyways, gays are people to.  we have the right to marry whomever we want.  the family is fucked up anyways.  lets at least help out the families, and the people being oppressed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... thats about it for now.  hope that was rational.  time for me to get some sleep and not think about fish for a while.  you all have a good day.  carpe diem baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Logical Quote of the Day:  see above rant!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-108202210765716126?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/108202210765716126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=108202210765716126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/108202210765716126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/108202210765716126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2004/04/music-metallica-baby-mood-tired-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-108020053272649572</id><published>2004-03-25T02:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T02:45:41.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Music:  MetallicA !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:  tired, and annoyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well folks, im doing my stupid mammology take home final right now at 1:30 in the morning.  ive had a long day.  i took the mammology, in class, part earlier and my was it a dirty bitch.  everyone was just amazed at the picky questions.  it was open book and open notes, but he hands us the notes, which suck as i now realized.  most of the questions were on things that he has researches and fleetingly told us about during lecture, like anyone was paying attention.  he is the most boring teacher.  im sure he doesnt even want to teach it.  he is uninthusiastic and very monotone.  basically, boring.  i should tape a lecture so i can use it to get me to sleep at night.  i worked out to much again, and felt like crap after.  well, i felt good right after, then i got a bad headache, again, and i was really fucking hungry, so i stuffed myself and then felt more sick.  plus i had to study and shit, and another class, and then the test.  grrrr.  bitch.  grrrr.  at least i bowled well tonight.  lets see, a 267, 184, 240 = 691, and a 243, 206, 215, for a 664.  not bad.  averaged around 225 for the night.  right around where i should be.  my finger fucking hurts though.  i just plain hurt.  im in rough shape.  i need a lot more sleep.  reno this weekend.  yay!!!  cant wait.  but i wont get much sleep and i will have so much to do when i get back.  2 papers, and 2 presentations.  well, i better go.  need to finish.  later yall.  carpe diem.  Love Ya Alicia!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:  " I'm Rick James... Bitch."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-108020053272649572?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/108020053272649572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=108020053272649572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/108020053272649572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/108020053272649572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2004/03/music-metallica-mood-tired-and-annoyed.html' title=''/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-108001908360891299</id><published>2004-03-23T00:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T00:24:21.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Music:  disturbed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:  tired, but happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well its back to the daily grind.  at least sunday was good, after work.  i just had the most amazing time, be it short, with my love Alicia.  i didnt want her to go.  but anyways, i almost over slept.  i got to class 15 minutes late, but luckily my prof likes to bs for long periods, so i missed nothing.  but what a long day.  i felt like crap, and i had bad gas.  i know, needed to know right.  well...  heres some more things you need to know.  the next edition of nates pet peeves!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NATES PET PEEVES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid people.  they piss me off.  i have to deal with them everyday.  either driving, at school, or at work, they are abundant.  they must procreate quickly, probably cause thats all thats on their mind.  such simple creatures, but so annoying.  if only they could be exterminated humanely like cockroaches.  dont think that being in college makes you smart either.  uh uh.  i see so many there.  their mommys and daddys paying.  i dont even understand how they got in.  oh yeah... duluth would except a fucking monkey if it had the money.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frat boys.  so proud that they drank a case in 4 hours, and spent the next 2 days revisiting them.  talk about a waste of liquor.  they are the epitomy of high school dorks.  i hope their liver rots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fidgety people.  oh how i want to break your fucking pen as you wait for me to make your drink you stupid fucking annoying son of a beaver slutty bastard ass loving cunt whore bitch poopie donkey cock lover!!!  sorry about that folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, thats about all for today.  hope you all had a good time.  carpe diem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of Yesterday:  "I really do wanna piss on you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day... today:  "I saw squirrels doing it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*reminder*-- all quotes random from people other than the author.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-108001908360891299?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/108001908360891299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=108001908360891299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/108001908360891299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/108001908360891299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2004/03/music-disturbed-mood-tired-but-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-107981675623229368</id><published>2004-03-20T15:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T16:09:18.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Music:  12 stones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:  good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, back at home.  but i have to work.  the drive was good but now its time for the first edition of ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nate's Pet Peeves!!!&lt;br /&gt;i hate slow drivers.  they annoy the hell out of me.  i wish i had the time to drive 45 in a 55.  or slow down to 30 whenever there is a bump or railroad tracks.  they are the reason that every road should be 4 lane.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work.  it sucks.  as paige would say... its a 4 letter word.  if the world wasnt run by money i wouldnt do it.  i just dont understand why so many stupid people have so much of it.(eg..  G.W. Bush)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, thats all for the first edition of nates pet peeves.  more will be coming im sure.  lots of things can piss me off.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spring is approaching, and you know what that means.  the lovely spring smells are here.  yes, skunks, manure, and other lovely smells like asphalt plants are coming back to welcome us to this lovely time of the year.  i even saw a moth splatter on my windshield while i was down in south mn.  its so lovely.  take it all in people.  breathe deep breaths.  mmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for now.  my Alicia is almost here.  i need food too.  later.  carpe diem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid quote of the day:  "No head, no backstage pass."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-107981675623229368?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/107981675623229368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=107981675623229368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/107981675623229368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/107981675623229368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2004/03/music-12-stones-mood-good-well-back-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-107972884859455999</id><published>2004-03-19T15:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T15:44:09.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Music:  Comedy Central&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:  feel like poop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, its friday and i slept way to long.  but i dont feel so good.  beds too small.  Alicia gone so quick.  i dont even remember her leaving the second time.   i was so out of it.  cant wait to get back to duluth.  i dont want school to start but i just need to be home for now.  being at another school during break isnt the best.  well, i think im going to go get gas quick and stuff.  dont have too much to say.  later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:  "Show me your boobies!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-107972884859455999?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/107972884859455999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=107972884859455999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/107972884859455999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/107972884859455999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2004/03/music-comedy-central-mood-feel-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-107964177444610731</id><published>2004-03-18T15:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T15:32:53.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Music:  comedy central... i know, not really music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:  eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well im in bemidji.  the drive was fine.  a lot faster than expected.  it only took me 4 hours.  not the 6-7 that everything else was telling me.  but im here, and since Alicia is so busy, im getting a lot done.  i hope we can spend some time together tonight.  i hope the project goes quick.  well... dont really have too much to say.  just waiting for my hun to get done with work.  ill probably read some.  i know, wow right.  later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid quote of the day:  "That thing's gonna rub your gums off."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-107964177444610731?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/107964177444610731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=107964177444610731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/107964177444610731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/107964177444610731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2004/03/music-comedy-central.html' title=''/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-107955477452051463</id><published>2004-03-17T14:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T15:22:52.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Music:  hum of moms computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:  ready to see my Alicia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy st patricks day everyone.  time to get smashed off of green beer!  whats with that anyways.  its like that green and purple ketchup.  retarded if you ask me.  let beer be beer, and ketchup be ketchup.  well, lots to do today.  wont be able to party with my friends but i will get to see Alicia a day earlier.  that will be great.  ill basically be driving all day but thats ok, free gas from my mom!!!  still wish there were teleporters, but im working on it.  or at least cars that drive themselves.  then i could nap or drink the whole way.  or i could do homework... HAHAHAHA!!!  sure.  well, im hungry.  time for some food then its off to town, and then off to brrrrrrrrrrmidji.  no snow please.  man i hate that shit.  snow sucks.  i tell ya, i think hell, if there is one, is an awefull lot like duluth, except it would be constantly snowing.  there would be no one day a week where it wouldnt.  plus i can usually stand the cold, but -30 is just too fucking cold.  i would rather cut off my weiner than have it be -30 again... wait... no i wouldnt.  anyways, time for nate to go.  got stuff to do, people to see, stuff to eat, animals to hit with my car.  hope everyone else has a good day.  see ya!!!  oh, and Alicia has some shitty profs. man.  i just dont get how some teachers can go on teaching if they suck so bad.  you would think that you wouldnt teach if you didnt know the shit.  or at least stick with what you say.  i think some people just need a good bat to the head to rearange their brain for a sec.  maybe they will start living in the real world.  or maybe it will just make them stupider if its possible.  either way, they wouldnt be teaching.  its a win - win if you ask me.  well, there you go.  have a good day and dont drink and drive!!!  i bet puking up green beer wouldnt be a good thing either.  so enjoy in moderation, and when in doubt, use the groin test.  later yall!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:  "Do you wax your turtle often?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-107955477452051463?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/107955477452051463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=107955477452051463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/107955477452051463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/107955477452051463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2004/03/music-hum-of-moms-computer-mood-ready.html' title=''/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622290.post-107941398187719536</id><published>2004-03-16T00:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T00:16:17.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Music:  Hum of Computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:  Tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, im sick of punctuation.  i wish it would just die and go away.  the world would be much more simple without it.  i only use periods so that people can distinguish sentences.  anyways, im in nicollet, at my moms and blogging.  the drive was good.  traffic was moving fast and no shitty weather.  can i say that???  i think so.  fuck fuck, poop!!!  ok, now that thats out.  doh, used that twice.  dont you hate that.  dammit.  i hate using that word twice in a row.  oh well.  anyways, on my way down i saw something that caught my eye.  dang it all.  im sick of that word.  ok.  i happened to cross over a river, and read the sign.  it was the moose horn river.  now if it wasnt for the mammology class im taking i wouldnt even know about this, but...  moose dont have horns dumbass!!!  they have antlers!!!  ok, enough dorky biology major talk.  ive actually heard no stupid things today... thats good, but then i dont have a stupid quote for the day.  oh, we went to mankato to get me a suit.  damn do i look nice in a suit.  dang sophisticated if i do say so myself.  the lady was so helpfull.  she measured me and got me in a nice suit right away.  i got a coat, 2 shirts, shoes, socks, and pants, basically a couple outfits.  its nice.  oh and i got a tie to match.  the cool thing is one of the shirts matches my moms dress perfectly.  we will look like a good pair then.  well, thats about it for now.  time to call my honey.  i miss her so much.  later y'all!!!  peace!!!  ariverdirchi or something!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Quote:  Nothing, for once.  Guess there were no stupid people out today.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622290-107941398187719536?l=naterocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/feeds/107941398187719536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622290&amp;postID=107941398187719536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/107941398187719536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622290/posts/default/107941398187719536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naterocks.blogspot.com/2004/03/music-hum-of-computer-mood-tired-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09311924326089854477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/nvonde/shadow2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
