<?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-3442722611408434721</id><updated>2012-02-02T17:05:06.183-05:00</updated><category term='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oHpek0Y-F7Y/TYaqbi6gD8I/AAAAAAAABcQ/bUm_zWrqk-I/s1600/DSCN0661.JPG'/><category term='Cell phone'/><category term='observations on Miami'/><category term='funny stuff to say...'/><category term='Stuff you think you need'/><category term='Miami apartment'/><category term='Football'/><title type='text'>Stuff you think you need</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>766</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-880428138251203365</id><published>2012-02-02T14:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T14:37:23.289-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Does Warren Buffet need more money?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mj-tcEHmeCc/Tyrl0VwhkuI/AAAAAAAABmA/fhTtO6CM1uE/s1600/Gisele+and+tom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="125" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mj-tcEHmeCc/Tyrl0VwhkuI/AAAAAAAABmA/fhTtO6CM1uE/s320/Gisele+and+tom.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Super bowl Sunday is almost here.&amp;nbsp; It truly is one of my favorite days of the year, and one of the people playing this time around is Tom Brady.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;That guy is living the life.&amp;nbsp; He is a good looking dude,&amp;nbsp; He is one of the very best quarterbacks in the world.&amp;nbsp; He makes tons of money,&amp;nbsp;and he is married to a Brazillian Super Model who actually earns more than he does!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Imagine having all of that!&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;So very happy for his success in life.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;His wife even sent around a sappy E-mail to all his friends asking them to think positive thoughts on his behalf.&amp;nbsp; I wasn't on the list but someone leaked it to the press and now people are ragging on them.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/blogs/nfl-shutdown-corner/gisele-sends-disgustingly-sappy-email-asking-friends-pray-154747410.html"&gt;http://sports.yahoo.com/blogs/nfl-shutdown-corner/gisele-sends-disgustingly-sappy-email-asking-friends-pray-154747410.html&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I get rooting for a team playing against Tom&amp;nbsp;Brady,&amp;nbsp; I will be doing that this Sunday myself, but hating on Tom Brady because he has it all is just wrong.&amp;nbsp; Ragging on his Super Model Wife&amp;nbsp;Cause she is sending it out to the universe also strikes me as being petty, but I do like that line in the article comparing her e-mail to wishing Warren Buffet financial success.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-880428138251203365?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/880428138251203365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=880428138251203365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/880428138251203365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/880428138251203365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2012/02/does-warren-buffet-need-more-money.html' title='Does Warren Buffet need more money?'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mj-tcEHmeCc/Tyrl0VwhkuI/AAAAAAAABmA/fhTtO6CM1uE/s72-c/Gisele+and+tom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-3669220990762096184</id><published>2012-01-30T12:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T12:04:24.432-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gasparilla invasion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ULV7YGzA0vA/TybM_JObNzI/AAAAAAAABlI/T3zVt67VwfE/s1600/Gasparilla+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ULV7YGzA0vA/TybM_JObNzI/AAAAAAAABlI/T3zVt67VwfE/s320/Gasparilla+001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4kujxlges1g/TybNDd6duLI/AAAAAAAABlQ/ETEKukZgwsU/s1600/Gasparilla+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4kujxlges1g/TybNDd6duLI/AAAAAAAABlQ/ETEKukZgwsU/s320/Gasparilla+003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BpyG1ANsxII/TybNHiapOiI/AAAAAAAABlY/9PWrMkcqeyg/s1600/Gasparilla+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-75gknN7wGNo/TybNUIxiRbI/AAAAAAAABlw/3dkXveVhLpQ/s1600/Gasparilla+020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-75gknN7wGNo/TybNUIxiRbI/AAAAAAAABlw/3dkXveVhLpQ/s320/Gasparilla+020.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DnXmR1QHvWY/TybNZODvOvI/AAAAAAAABl4/uParpIrMY-c/s1600/Gasparilla+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DnXmR1QHvWY/TybNZODvOvI/AAAAAAAABl4/uParpIrMY-c/s320/Gasparilla+024.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Did the invasion thing on Saturday&amp;nbsp;- Drank a bunch but not as much as this guy&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-3669220990762096184?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3669220990762096184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=3669220990762096184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/3669220990762096184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/3669220990762096184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2012/01/gasparilla-invasion.html' title='Gasparilla invasion'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ULV7YGzA0vA/TybM_JObNzI/AAAAAAAABlI/T3zVt67VwfE/s72-c/Gasparilla+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-2669898340204201481</id><published>2012-01-27T21:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T21:16:43.949-05:00</updated><title type='text'>50/50</title><content type='html'>Just watched the movie 50/50. &amp;nbsp;Recommend it highly. &amp;nbsp;Good movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-2669898340204201481?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/2669898340204201481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=2669898340204201481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/2669898340204201481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/2669898340204201481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2012/01/5050.html' title='50/50'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-1164625583781910657</id><published>2012-01-26T00:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T00:06:17.854-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A triple for the Billster, and an analogy to go with it</title><content type='html'>Wednesday Night Softball doubleheader tonight. &amp;nbsp;Lost the first one 24 to 20, and won the second game, 22 to 12.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Not really bragging, &amp;nbsp;but I did think of an analogy that I want to use, so I have to tell you. &amp;nbsp;I usually just poke singles, &amp;nbsp;but tonight I had a Stand Up Triple. &amp;nbsp; That is allot of damn running right there for the Billster. &amp;nbsp;It is quite rare for me to hit for power anymore, but I was feeling it a little tonight. &lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;How rare is it for me to hit a Triple? &amp;nbsp;just about as rare as a true Lesbian sucking a penis. &amp;nbsp;(things Lesbians don't really do, &amp;nbsp;just like me hitting a stand up triple &amp;nbsp;lately ) &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/3442722611408434721-1164625583781910657?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/1164625583781910657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=1164625583781910657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/1164625583781910657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/1164625583781910657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2012/01/triple-for-billster-and-analogy-to-go.html' title='A triple for the Billster, and an analogy to go with it'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-7242504115911112210</id><published>2012-01-24T13:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T13:04:19.481-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SHvjWVEKy_o/Tx7xm7MKArI/AAAAAAAABlA/gi3hOjW7ii8/s1600/mcnulty.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SHvjWVEKy_o/Tx7xm7MKArI/AAAAAAAABlA/gi3hOjW7ii8/s320/mcnulty.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just Bought the entire five seasons of&amp;nbsp; "The Wire"&amp;nbsp;and finished watching them last night.&amp;nbsp; That is just good Television right there.&amp;nbsp; Love that I was able to watch three or four of them in a row and in fact&amp;nbsp;on one&amp;nbsp; weekend&amp;nbsp; a few weeks back&amp;nbsp; I mixed in the entire first season.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was well written and acted but it also had a component&amp;nbsp;of realism.&amp;nbsp; Glad I missed it when it was on because waiting a full weak for the next episode would have been tough.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-7242504115911112210?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/7242504115911112210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=7242504115911112210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/7242504115911112210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/7242504115911112210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2012/01/wire.html' title='The Wire'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SHvjWVEKy_o/Tx7xm7MKArI/AAAAAAAABlA/gi3hOjW7ii8/s72-c/mcnulty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-9000801601858951590</id><published>2012-01-19T14:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T14:36:46.292-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilarious Packer Fan</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZjvXxwvg8mc" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-9000801601858951590?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/9000801601858951590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=9000801601858951590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/9000801601858951590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/9000801601858951590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title='Hilarious Packer Fan'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ZjvXxwvg8mc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-8430315145201445418</id><published>2012-01-16T15:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T15:03:22.375-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont punish the Marines</title><content type='html'>Some United States Marines are evidently going to be in a bit of trouble with their superiors for peeing on some dead Taliban soldiers.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;If I were their commanders,&amp;nbsp; I'd Slap em on the wrist and be done with it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I would&amp;nbsp; tell them not to do that again.&amp;nbsp;" Mr. Marines, going forward,&amp;nbsp; Please don't pee on any dead Taliban soldiers."&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Presumably they had just killed those guys,&amp;nbsp;which, in the overall scheme of things would seem to be more offensive then getting peed on after you are dead.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No one is mad at them for doing that because thats what you do in wars.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Let them slide for pissing on them afterwards.&amp;nbsp; Those guys were trying to kill them.&amp;nbsp; Its war.&amp;nbsp; let it go. &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-8430315145201445418?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8430315145201445418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=8430315145201445418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/8430315145201445418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/8430315145201445418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2012/01/dont-punish-marines.html' title='Dont punish the Marines'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-6449961321385708769</id><published>2012-01-07T01:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T01:57:54.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost French dudes and hot chicks with tiny nostrils</title><content type='html'>True story about Tonight. &amp;nbsp;I worked late today until at least about 6:30 p.m. &amp;nbsp;or so. &amp;nbsp;I had ate a little breakfast, but no lunch. &amp;nbsp; I looked in my refrigerator and none of that stuff seemed worthwhile so I decided to head up to my favorite bar. &amp;nbsp;On the way, &amp;nbsp;I texted a neighbor of mine to see if she wanted to go.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;She texted me back to say she was already hanging out at the bar, &amp;nbsp; So, when I arrived, &amp;nbsp;it was already going on. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I saw this absolutely beautiful woman, &amp;nbsp;but she had the tiniest nose. &amp;nbsp;I truly worried that if she ever got even a decent sized booger in her Rhino, &amp;nbsp;she might suffocate, &amp;nbsp;because this girl had the tiniest nose and corresponding little itsy bitsy nostrils it worried me. &amp;nbsp; No way that her finger would ever fit inside those breathing holes to ever get any type of boogers out of there. &amp;nbsp;lets face it everyone picks their nose, &amp;nbsp;except this girl probably could not fit her fingers in if her life depended on &amp;nbsp;it. &amp;nbsp;Still, &amp;nbsp;as tiny as that was, &amp;nbsp;she was super hot.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Then a french dude from France came up to us because he was lost. &amp;nbsp;He had flown in earlier that day but somehow got lost and instead of going to Clearwater he ended up in downtown Tampa. &amp;nbsp;It was awesome, &amp;nbsp;I gave him directions and wished him well on his journey back over the bridge, &amp;nbsp;but deep down I wondered how much he understood. &amp;nbsp;True story the dude was FRENCH and he primarily spoke that language and he had asked ME how to get where he was going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-6449961321385708769?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6449961321385708769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=6449961321385708769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/6449961321385708769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/6449961321385708769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2012/01/true-story-about-tonight.html' title='Lost French dudes and hot chicks with tiny nostrils'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-5852480826987562996</id><published>2012-01-04T11:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T17:05:06.192-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointment</title><content type='html'>Fantasy football has been over for a couple of weeks.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This was one of my worst years ever.&amp;nbsp; I came in Dead Last in one league, and close to the bottom in the other.&amp;nbsp; My team was horrible.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;In the league I came in dead last,&amp;nbsp; here are some of the mistakes we made.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;* Picked CJ2K&amp;nbsp; with my first pick&amp;nbsp;and he absolutely sucked this year but I kept plugging him in the lineup anyways hoping that week would be the one when he broke out.&lt;br /&gt;* Picked Marshawn Lynch really low and thought I had a steal,&amp;nbsp; but then after he did pretty much nothing, for the first 5 weeks We dropped him, and wouldn't you know he went off after that?&lt;br /&gt;* Started Kellen Winslow over Fred Davis way to many games&lt;br /&gt;* Drafted Shonn Green way to high&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;In the other league I had some bad breaks as well.&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp; Darren McFadden was awesome until he got hurt relatively early in the season,&amp;nbsp; no big deal though he will just miss a couple of weeks I thought.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Not true,&amp;nbsp; dude never came back from an ankle.&amp;nbsp; Dude couldn't be decent enough to just get Hurt really bad so I wouldn't continue going around with hope he would be back any week.&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp; Had Adrian Peterson as well and he missed a few games from an ankle and of course by the time he got back it was a little late.&amp;nbsp; (then of course he had that awful injury after that and I doubt he will ever be the same) &lt;br /&gt;* Scored the second or third most points in a week on 4 separate occasions, but went 1 and 3 those weeks because the schmuck I was playing outscored even that those weeks.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Just disappointing &lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IO6Efln_3aI/TwSDDIty4cI/AAAAAAAABk4/qu1x8B3cAtM/s1600/jerry+jones+faceplant.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IO6Efln_3aI/TwSDDIty4cI/AAAAAAAABk4/qu1x8B3cAtM/s320/jerry+jones+faceplant.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is A picture of Jerry Jones being disappointed,&amp;nbsp;I think it could apply to my fake teams that I owned,&amp;nbsp;as much as it does to his real one.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me started on how disappointing the Gator Season was as well....&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-5852480826987562996?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/5852480826987562996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=5852480826987562996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/5852480826987562996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/5852480826987562996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2012/01/disapointment.html' title='Disappointment'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IO6Efln_3aI/TwSDDIty4cI/AAAAAAAABk4/qu1x8B3cAtM/s72-c/jerry+jones+faceplant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-2076303384585186157</id><published>2012-01-03T20:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T22:21:38.249-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello 2012</title><content type='html'>Spent New Years Eve with my kids.&amp;nbsp; We watched a "Big Bang" Marathon.&amp;nbsp; That is a T.V.&amp;nbsp; Show&amp;nbsp; they seem to like, &amp;nbsp;not some kind of porn. We switched over to watch the ball drop just before midnight, &amp;nbsp;and I had to explain Dick Clark's deal&amp;nbsp;to them.&amp;nbsp; So sad for him.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Took them to the Outback Bowl on New Year's Day,&amp;nbsp; except it was really the Second of January, which was the way they rolled this year, due to January 1st,&amp;nbsp; falling on a Sunday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jlzret5_XxA/TwOkyu2rgPI/AAAAAAAABkk/EzfU9QBCPAU/s1600/January+3+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jlzret5_XxA/TwOkyu2rgPI/AAAAAAAABkk/EzfU9QBCPAU/s320/January+3+002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qhjuIpZBIWs/TwOksIt_kZI/AAAAAAAABkc/03sgP_giJbY/s1600/January+3+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qhjuIpZBIWs/TwOksIt_kZI/AAAAAAAABkc/03sgP_giJbY/s320/January+3+001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tdXsy0V0s_s/TwOk1uDmqgI/AAAAAAAABks/5la8o6vouIA/s1600/January+3+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tdXsy0V0s_s/TwOk1uDmqgI/AAAAAAAABks/5la8o6vouIA/s320/January+3+004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Took them to see the Movie New Years Eve on the real New Years Day because My Daughter really wanted to see it, and my son wanted to eat Movie Theatre candy.&amp;nbsp; On the way back to the car a Homeless guy with a Boston Accent Told them to "Respect your Fatha and your motha" Except they thought he said "your the Spitting Image of your Fatha, and your motha.&amp;nbsp; The whole ride home they were working on their Boston Accent with that line. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-2076303384585186157?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/2076303384585186157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=2076303384585186157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/2076303384585186157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/2076303384585186157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2012/01/hello-2012-spent-new-years-eve-with-my.html' title='Hello 2012'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jlzret5_XxA/TwOkyu2rgPI/AAAAAAAABkk/EzfU9QBCPAU/s72-c/January+3+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-7243013817210379348</id><published>2011-12-13T23:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T23:34:21.058-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a couple of random thoughts</title><content type='html'>Here are some things I have heard about on television and the internet today:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;The God Particle ? Have you heard about this? Some dudes have a super collider and they are slamming atoms against each other and they are about to figure out how Mass got created. So Its kind of a misnomer as the scientist are basically about to prove that there is not a god. &amp;nbsp;They are going to prove how the universe created mass, &amp;nbsp;scientifically, &amp;nbsp;and just to mock religion they are calling it the God Particle. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Also &amp;nbsp;I have definitely tweeted, texted and updated facebook while driving my car but you should probably not try that at home. &amp;nbsp;That is for excellent drivers like me, &amp;nbsp;and maybe Rain Man. &amp;nbsp;(I'm an Excellent driver) &lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Plus, &amp;nbsp;what is up with that Best Buy Commercial? &amp;nbsp;The one where these ladys shop at Best Buy and seem to think that makes them able to Kick Santa's ass? &amp;nbsp;Who would want to do that? &amp;nbsp;Even if You bought better presents then Santa? &amp;nbsp;Think about it, &amp;nbsp;Santa just does it to do it, &amp;nbsp;you are doing it for some kind of one upmanship? Then that one lady kicked the Santa ornament off the roof? &amp;nbsp;You are a mean bitch lady.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Also evidently there is this guy named Tim Tebow and turns out he is good? &amp;nbsp;you would never have known that from reading my blog for the past year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-7243013817210379348?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/7243013817210379348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=7243013817210379348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/7243013817210379348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/7243013817210379348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/12/just-couple-of-random-thoughts.html' title='Just a couple of random thoughts'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-5541180859511004698</id><published>2011-12-13T14:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T14:24:14.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is coming</title><content type='html'>Christmas is the most stressful time of the year and here we are 12 days away from it. &amp;nbsp;Is this when I have to start on all that nonsense about twelve maids a milking etc and a partridge in a pear tree? -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-5541180859511004698?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/5541180859511004698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=5541180859511004698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/5541180859511004698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/5541180859511004698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-is-coming.html' title='Christmas is coming'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-2767761112016249470</id><published>2011-11-22T10:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T10:27:27.698-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love me some Tim Tebow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The phenomenon of Tim Tebow fascinates me. &amp;nbsp;I love watching him turn his doubters into believers, &amp;nbsp;But one of the things these professional analysts &amp;nbsp;get wrong is all this hyperbole that he is running a spread option offense in the pro game. &amp;nbsp;He really isn't. &amp;nbsp;Yes they have a few spread option plays that they mix in, &amp;nbsp;and yes, at the end of the Jets Game on that 95 yard drive , they went to it primarily, &amp;nbsp;but overall it is actually a very conservative pro set they are running. &amp;nbsp;They still have the same offense Orton was running, they just mixed in a few plays from the spread package. &amp;nbsp;They use it like training wheels but often Tim is riding that bike without either of the two training wheels touching the ground.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Another thing the professional analysts do, is criticize his ability to throw the football. &amp;nbsp;Yet if you look at it objectively many of his incompletions are dropped passes. &amp;nbsp;I counted 4 in the Jets game. &amp;nbsp;That would have made him 13 for 20 instead of 9 for 20. &amp;nbsp; I agree his accuracy is one of his weaker points in his game right now, &amp;nbsp;but the emphasis the talking heads put on this weakness is exaggerated. &amp;nbsp;I have seen improvement in just the five &amp;nbsp;games he has played so far. (I have only actually seen him play in four of them, &amp;nbsp;I missed the Kansas &amp;nbsp;game because I went to the Bucs Game that day. )&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tim Tebow is a passionate football player and his enthusiasm is infectious. &amp;nbsp;He makes other players around him better. &amp;nbsp; He is like Helen Hunt in that movie "&lt;i&gt;as good as it gets&lt;/i&gt;" He makes his team-mates want to be better football players. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-2767761112016249470?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/2767761112016249470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=2767761112016249470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/2767761112016249470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/2767761112016249470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/11/love-me-some-tim-tebow.html' title='Love me some Tim Tebow!'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-7057943628518693190</id><published>2011-11-18T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T00:30:02.338-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TEBOW!</title><content type='html'>Tebow and the Bronco's are 4 and 1 since they began giving 15 the starting role. They were 1 and 4 prior to that. &amp;nbsp;Pretty sure that means something. &amp;nbsp;-- So happy for the kid! - Demayrius Thomas was actually the number 1 pick of the Broncos the year Tebow came out and probably even rightly so, &amp;nbsp;but Josh McDaniels Knew a football player when he sees one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-7057943628518693190?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/7057943628518693190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=7057943628518693190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/7057943628518693190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/7057943628518693190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/11/tebow.html' title='TEBOW!'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-2762661900276081286</id><published>2011-11-17T12:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T13:13:02.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The People at Jiffy Pop should help me put my clothes away</title><content type='html'>Doing the wash the other day, in the way that I do it. ( I wash Dirty clothes, and they are all dirty, so I don't have time to segregate between whites and colors) &amp;nbsp;I probably had 3 full loads of clothes that needed washing, &amp;nbsp;but I only wanted to mess with one load, so I rummaged through the dirty clothes pile and filled my basket up by choosing just the clothes I would most likely wear in the next few weeks. &amp;nbsp;(favorite clothes status is kind of like favored nation status for countries if you as a person were a country)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;When they were done and I was going to start the process of putting them in drawers and the closet, &amp;nbsp;I just reached in and grabbed a mess load of hangers for my shirts. &amp;nbsp;It just so happened I had grabbed the &amp;nbsp;perfect amount of hangers. &amp;nbsp;I had randomly thrown in 12 shirts without counting, &amp;nbsp;and also randomly grabbed 12 hangers. -- Its not life shattering or anything because If I had not grabbed enough hangers I could have just gone back to the closet and got more, &amp;nbsp;or if I had snagged too many hangers I could just put the remainder back. - &amp;nbsp;One of those two scenarios is usually what always happens, &amp;nbsp;but not that day. &amp;nbsp;On that day, my hangers and my clothes washing was in perfect harmony. &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;It is a small thing for sure, but, &amp;nbsp;it made me &amp;nbsp;happy.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Its kind of like eating microwave popcorn, &amp;nbsp;except with Microwave popcorn you usually hit on the perfect amount more than you find a shortage or an overage. &amp;nbsp;Most of the time, &amp;nbsp;when you are watching a movie or something and decide to have some popcorn, you pop it and then eat it, and when you are done with the bag, you are content. &amp;nbsp; You ate all the popcorn in the bag and you don't want more. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes though you eat the whole bag and you want more so you have to pop another bag. &amp;nbsp;Other times you pop that bag and you only eat 3/4 of it or so when you are full, or if not full, &amp;nbsp;tired of popcorn. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Usually the one bag is perfect. &amp;nbsp;Its like the people at Jiffy Pop know me. &amp;nbsp;&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/3442722611408434721-2762661900276081286?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/2762661900276081286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=2762661900276081286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/2762661900276081286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/2762661900276081286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/11/people-at-jiffy-pop-should-help-me-put.html' title='The People at Jiffy Pop should help me put my clothes away'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-6713807278055562367</id><published>2011-11-17T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T00:30:00.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A couple of phone calls</title><content type='html'>A few days ago, &amp;nbsp;I received a phone call from the ex-wife. &amp;nbsp;Her agenda was basically that our daughter is about to get her Learners permit and we need to get her added on to an automobile policy. &amp;nbsp;Primarily, &amp;nbsp;My Automobile policy because you don't just add people on to a policy for free. &amp;nbsp;She wouldn't necessarily mind if she was added to Her policy, but what did concern her was who was going to be paying for it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;So then I made a phone call, and found out that when you add someone that is not yet a fully licensed driver , as is the case in this situation, &amp;nbsp;they were not going to charge anything, &amp;nbsp;It's a year later when they get you. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I also found out I could be paying a little less than I currently am &amp;nbsp;on my own deal, and it worked out to be a savings for me of $150 over 6 months! &amp;nbsp;Thats 300 dollars for the year! So that worked out well. &amp;nbsp;Out of curiosity though, I asked the what about in a little over a year from now? &amp;nbsp;How much would it be then, &amp;nbsp;once a 16 year old Girl is added? The answer ? around $1800.00.... Yikes! But, &amp;nbsp;that is still more than a little over a year away, so until then I am just going to focus on the approximately $300 savings I will be getting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-6713807278055562367?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6713807278055562367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=6713807278055562367&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/6713807278055562367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/6713807278055562367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/11/couple-of-phone-calls.html' title='A couple of phone calls'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-1932248224560857479</id><published>2011-11-16T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T00:30:01.351-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Collage My Daughter made and I had framed</title><content type='html'>This past summer, &amp;nbsp;my daughter and I went to New York City for 4 days. &amp;nbsp;I blogged about it back then. &amp;nbsp;Shortly after we got back, she made a collage with the playbills, &amp;nbsp;various tickets to stuff we went on and some postcards. &amp;nbsp; Just recently I had it professionally framed and here is a picture of it: &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bA9sbY9oNOE/TsLejyBRBWI/AAAAAAAABkI/oxdFpG5yi5c/s1600/DSCN2108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bA9sbY9oNOE/TsLejyBRBWI/AAAAAAAABkI/oxdFpG5yi5c/s320/DSCN2108.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-1932248224560857479?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/1932248224560857479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=1932248224560857479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/1932248224560857479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/1932248224560857479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/11/collage-my-daughter-made-and-i-had.html' title='The Collage My Daughter made and I had framed'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bA9sbY9oNOE/TsLejyBRBWI/AAAAAAAABkI/oxdFpG5yi5c/s72-c/DSCN2108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-2141356741568341906</id><published>2011-11-15T19:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T19:46:00.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Occupy Wall Street Protest is ridiculous</title><content type='html'>The Occupy Wall Street protest is the most ridiculous thing. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;These people evidently &amp;nbsp;believe that wall Street controls the government and that by hanging out in a park, &amp;nbsp;they will change things? &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;They apparently also want some kind of wealth re-distribution as well? &amp;nbsp;Idiot Nut bags is what they are. &amp;nbsp;Our political system is clearly a mess but the freedom to make a bunch of money if you have the smarts and know how is what built this country. &amp;nbsp;The people who dominate Wall Street and then subsequently influence politicians, is just &amp;nbsp;how the game is played. &amp;nbsp;I can respect that the nut bags hanging out in Zuccoti Park don't like the game, even though I disagree with them, &amp;nbsp;but their actions to change things is absolutely futile and misguided. &amp;nbsp;It's like they are throwing wet spaghetti noodles at a tank. &amp;nbsp;Sure it would kind of be a pain in the but for the tank commander but it really would have no effect. &amp;nbsp; I just can't believe how long it has gone on. &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-2141356741568341906?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/2141356741568341906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=2141356741568341906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/2141356741568341906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/2141356741568341906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/11/occupy-wall-street-protest-is.html' title='The Occupy Wall Street Protest is ridiculous'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-3384569153712296794</id><published>2011-11-15T14:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T14:30:01.429-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ides of November</title><content type='html'>Here it is the Ides of November and I have posted one time this month not counting this one. &amp;nbsp;The month before that, &amp;nbsp;I barely came to play either. &amp;nbsp; I just have not been feeling it lately. &amp;nbsp;I miss that feeling when you just have to write and it kind of just comes out on its own. &amp;nbsp; I don't get that much at all anymore, &amp;nbsp;and sometimes when I do, the material is not appropriate for this blog. &lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-3384569153712296794?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3384569153712296794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=3384569153712296794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/3384569153712296794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/3384569153712296794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/11/ides-of-november.html' title='The Ides of November'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-5943184742502349715</id><published>2011-11-01T20:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T20:41:56.229-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahmad just needs a chance</title><content type='html'>The Bucs picked up David Sims today - &amp;nbsp;He is a Safety. &amp;nbsp;Very disappointing to me because they have Ahmad Black (Gator) &amp;nbsp;just sitting there on the practice squad. &amp;nbsp;- Hope the dude can play though and hope Ahmad gets a shot, &amp;nbsp;if not this year then next. &amp;nbsp;Pretty sure the dude can play at the NFL level. &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-5943184742502349715?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/5943184742502349715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=5943184742502349715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/5943184742502349715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/5943184742502349715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/11/ahmad-just-needs-chance.html' title='Ahmad just needs a chance'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-4651280070246157329</id><published>2011-10-31T22:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T22:07:32.327-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tootsie roll mouth</title><content type='html'>I bought some tootsie rolls to give out for Halloween but only had one doorbell ring. &amp;nbsp; It was a big group of kids, &amp;nbsp;maybe 9 or so of them but still, &amp;nbsp;thats it. &amp;nbsp; As I am writing this, I have a mouth full of about 5 of them and a half filled bowl as well. &amp;nbsp; Probably finish them off by tomorrow if not tonight. &amp;nbsp;To much candy is a bad thing for me. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-4651280070246157329?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/4651280070246157329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=4651280070246157329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/4651280070246157329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/4651280070246157329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/10/tootsie-roll-mouth.html' title='Tootsie roll mouth'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-1479364948992477325</id><published>2011-10-26T22:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T22:51:57.285-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom is not enough,  sometimes it takes time as well</title><content type='html'>Two people I know are in a dispute, there is probably some truth on both sides. There is probably exaggeration each way as well. &amp;nbsp;All I hear are two different perspectives on basically the same issue. &amp;nbsp;My job isn't to determine who is right and wrong, but rather to help both of them see the others perspective.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Problem is , each of them are so committed to their own side, neither will open up to the possibility of conciliation. &amp;nbsp; I have been one of those people myself. &amp;nbsp;I guess that experience should help me with the mediation but the fact I can see the errors of each of them, &amp;nbsp;is &amp;nbsp;no help to me in conveying the wisdom I believe I have to reach a peace, &amp;nbsp;except it is enough, &amp;nbsp;Its just the time frame is much to long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-1479364948992477325?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/1479364948992477325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=1479364948992477325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/1479364948992477325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/1479364948992477325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/10/two-people-i-know-are-in-dispute-there.html' title='Wisdom is not enough,  sometimes it takes time as well'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-4569354857093067446</id><published>2011-10-17T21:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T21:31:50.882-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bill buys himself a new book</title><content type='html'>Just bought the Visible Man, &amp;nbsp;By Chuck Klosterman. &amp;nbsp;Now I need to find some time to read it. &amp;nbsp;I had intended to read two books a month this year, &amp;nbsp;but have barely &amp;nbsp;been able to get one a month. &amp;nbsp; I love reading stuff Chuck Klosterman writes. &amp;nbsp;He has a unique view on popular culture and his take comes in from out of nowhere. &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-4569354857093067446?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/4569354857093067446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=4569354857093067446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/4569354857093067446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/4569354857093067446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/10/bill-buys-himself-new-book.html' title='Bill buys himself a new book'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-6386757535190639404</id><published>2011-10-10T19:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T19:50:51.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'>October is just flying by</title><content type='html'>How is it already &amp;nbsp;October Tenth and I have not blogged in this &amp;nbsp;month at all? Lots of silliness has gone on and I am still living the bifurcated life. &amp;nbsp;Went to Louisiana this past weekend for the beat down those Tigers put on the Gators. &amp;nbsp; Was up in Gainesville for the beatdown Alabama put on em. &amp;nbsp;Went to the Buc's Monday Night game and at least the good guys won that little skirmish. &amp;nbsp;Saw the Steve Miller Band last Tuesday. &amp;nbsp;Staying out of trouble as best I can albeit with an assist from a friend of mine. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-6386757535190639404?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6386757535190639404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=6386757535190639404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/6386757535190639404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/6386757535190639404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/10/october-is-just-flying-by.html' title='October is just flying by'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-3557878110302525275</id><published>2011-09-27T00:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T00:16:35.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Rant on how important Sports are:</title><content type='html'>You know what it is? &amp;nbsp;It's about trying to do your best. &amp;nbsp;Tonight's Monday Night Football Game was about that. &amp;nbsp;- My Dad always tells me how unimportant sports are, but you know what, &amp;nbsp;Sports are so fucking important in real life, &amp;nbsp;and he, &amp;nbsp;and those other people that think that shit is not important are just wrong.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; The beauty of that game tonight was that people fought through adversity, people excelled when by all rights they should have been sitting on their couch. &amp;nbsp;Watching that game is the same thing as looking at a Million dollar piece of art. &lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Sports are such a magnifying glass on the human spirit. &amp;nbsp;Or, &amp;nbsp;call it what you want, &amp;nbsp; Sports is like art, &amp;nbsp;it just makes your inner soul feel good when it is like this. &amp;nbsp;Let me also tell you something about Rex Grossman. &amp;nbsp;Dude is a football player and that loss hurt him. &amp;nbsp;It is his job. &amp;nbsp;No one watches me do my job. &amp;nbsp;My job is probably not as important to the masses as his is. &amp;nbsp;My job puts a roof over my kids heads and feeds me and puts a roof over my head etc. &amp;nbsp;But Millions of people don't watch me when I fail. &lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I just know how awesome this past three hours was and what it means to me. &amp;nbsp;It means I can still strive, It means I can "Play Hurt" &amp;nbsp;I can suck it up, &amp;nbsp;I can deal with failure, &amp;nbsp;I can seriously appreciate how awessome that was. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-3557878110302525275?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3557878110302525275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=3557878110302525275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/3557878110302525275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/3557878110302525275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/09/another-rant-on-how-important-sports.html' title='Another Rant on how important Sports are:'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-7506575217512350575</id><published>2011-09-27T00:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T00:01:36.034-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Ode to Tony Romo</title><content type='html'>Watch me falling in love with Tony Romo. &amp;nbsp; I am doing it in the most non-Gay way that there is. &amp;nbsp;Seriously, not that there is anything wrong with that. &amp;nbsp;I am doing it on the Internet on my blog telling you about my love for the man. &amp;nbsp;Okay, seriously I know its not love, &amp;nbsp;but it is a High level of admiration. &amp;nbsp;Dude is the type of QB that everyone wishes they could be.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Just saying, &amp;nbsp;I have man love in a Non Gay way for the man. &amp;nbsp;Holy cow. &amp;nbsp;Dude had his lung punctured last week along with some cracked ribs and he &amp;nbsp;came back through all that to beat the 49ers while coming from behind (again, in a non gay way) &lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;A week and a day later, &amp;nbsp;supposedly, his lung puncture has healed and he is, &amp;nbsp;allegedly, &amp;nbsp;only dealing with cracked ribs. &amp;nbsp; So this is what the Dallas Cowboys decide to do; &amp;nbsp; They get him a Kevlar flax jacket. &amp;nbsp;---- Okay, ---------here is my thought process on that: &amp;nbsp;wouldn't that have been better last week? &amp;nbsp;Seriously, &amp;nbsp;why don't dudes playing QB in the league ALL wear that stuff? &amp;nbsp;okay, that's fine, maybe it hurts mobility, maybe it has some negatives I am not aware of, &amp;nbsp;so the &amp;nbsp;second thing they do, &amp;nbsp;is they Shoot him up with pain killers. &amp;nbsp;Nice. &amp;nbsp;That happens all the time in the NFL, &amp;nbsp;when you are talking about making millions of dollars a year to play you need to play even if you have cracked ribs and a punctured lung. &lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, &amp;nbsp;tell me this? &amp;nbsp;does a puncture in a lung really just heal itself in 8 days? &amp;nbsp;Pretty much I am sure that shit doesn't work that way. &amp;nbsp;So, &amp;nbsp;I think the dude had a little hole in his lung when he was balling tonight. &amp;nbsp;Dude is a star though and dude just plays football. &amp;nbsp;I love that about him. &amp;nbsp; Truth be told, I don't really love him I just love how he is.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;You want to know what was cool? &amp;nbsp;after they won 18 to 16 and they do the little interview his quote was basically this: &amp;nbsp;Its Football season, that's when you play football. &lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Truly, &amp;nbsp;Seriously, &amp;nbsp;HOW MUCH DO YOU LOVE THAT? IS THAT NOT THE MOST MANLIEST QUOTE EVER SPOKEN BY A DUDE WEARING A FLAX JACKET AND WHO GOT SHOT UP WITH PAIN MEDICINE and then on top of that dealt with inept team-mates?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Dude inspires me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-7506575217512350575?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/7506575217512350575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=7506575217512350575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/7506575217512350575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/7506575217512350575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/09/ode-to-tony-romo.html' title='An Ode to Tony Romo'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-942930801051427560</id><published>2011-09-26T23:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T23:07:58.125-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Day today for the billster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pretty good day for the Billster. &amp;nbsp;It started off positive when I got dressed and found a Ten Dollar bill in the pocket of the pants I picked out this morning. &amp;nbsp;I Had not worn those pants for awhile, &amp;nbsp;so I don't even remember what I was doing the last time I wore em, &amp;nbsp;but evidently I was pocketing cash. &amp;nbsp;I love it when I even find a dollar, much less a ten spot. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While working today on my assignments, &amp;nbsp;I had another one called in that was about 2 miles from where I was at the time, so I jumped all over that one which was good, especially when you consider I was about 150 miles from where I live. &amp;nbsp;Had I not been able to do it today, &amp;nbsp;I would have had to drive back down &amp;nbsp;tomorrow, &amp;nbsp;It's Just so much more efficient this way. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I won my Fantasy game last night as I was winning pretty comfortably after Sunday afternoon and still had a Q.B. &amp;nbsp;Going tonight, &amp;nbsp;(I have both Rex and Tony on my roster) &amp;nbsp;because of Romo's rib issues I started Grossman and it looks like the right decision so far. &amp;nbsp;I am pushing to be the high scorer of our league for the week, &amp;nbsp;Still need a little more production from the Sexy Rexy, &amp;nbsp;but it is looking positive right now. &amp;nbsp;- We pay an extra 50 bucks each week to the top scorer so this might be a sixty dollar type of day for me not even counting how much I earned actually working. &amp;nbsp; So, &amp;nbsp;yes, &amp;nbsp;Happy day today and if Rex can get me about 10 more points, &amp;nbsp;I am golden. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-942930801051427560?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/942930801051427560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=942930801051427560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/942930801051427560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/942930801051427560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/09/good-day-today-for-billster.html' title='Good Day today for the billster'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-34289577231530068</id><published>2011-09-23T08:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T08:31:09.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Seth Godin had something smart to say about a problem I have been having for months.</title><content type='html'>From Seth Godin's blog: &lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-size: 1.17em; display: block; font-weight: bold; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/typepad/sethsmainblog/~3/13lAU3o-Riw/talkers-block.html" style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(35, 71, 134); outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;Talker's block&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0em; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0em; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; line-height: normal; "&gt;No one ever gets talker's block. No one wakes up in the morning, discovers he has nothing to say and sits quietly, for days or weeks, until the muse hits, until the moment is right, until all the craziness in his life has died down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0em; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; line-height: normal; "&gt;Why then, is writer's block endemic?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0em; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; line-height: normal; "&gt;The reason we don't get talker's block is that we're in the habit of talking without a lot of concern for whether or not our inane blather will come back to haunt us. Talk is cheap. Talk is ephemeral. Talk can be easily denied.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0em; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; line-height: normal; "&gt;We talk poorly and then, eventually (or sometimes), we talk smart. We get better at talking precisely because we talk. We see what works and what doesn't, and if we're insightful, do more of what works. How can one get talker's block after all this practice?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0em; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; line-height: normal; "&gt;Writer's block isn't hard to cure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0em; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; line-height: normal; "&gt;Just write poorly. Continue to write poorly, in public, until you can write better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0em; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; line-height: normal; "&gt;I believe that everyone should write in public. Get a blog. Or use Squidoo or Tumblr or a microblogging site. Use an alias if you like. Turn off comments, certainly--you don't need more criticism, you need more writing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0em; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; line-height: normal; "&gt;Do it every day. Every single day. Not a diary, not fiction, but analysis. Clear, crisp, honest writing about what you see in the world. Or want to see. Or teach (in writing). Tell us how to do something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0em; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; line-height: normal; "&gt;If you know you have to write &lt;em style="font-style: italic; "&gt;something&lt;/em&gt; every single day, even a paragraph, you will improve your writing. If you're concerned with quality, of course, then not writing is not a problem, because zero is perfect and without defects. Shipping nothing is safe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0em; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; line-height: normal; "&gt;The second best thing to zero is something better than bad. So if you know you have write tomorrow, your brain will start working on something better than bad. And then you'll inevitably redefine bad and tomorrow will be better than that. And on and on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0em; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; line-height: normal; "&gt;Write like you talk. Often.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-34289577231530068?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/34289577231530068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=34289577231530068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/34289577231530068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/34289577231530068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/09/seth-godin-had-something-smart-to-say.html' title='Seth Godin had something smart to say about a problem I have been having for months.'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-8422110510586478822</id><published>2011-09-21T13:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T14:14:35.931-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vindictive stupidity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A story today on Yahoo about some legal issues that Erik &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bedard&lt;/span&gt; (a pitcher for the Boston &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Redsox&lt;/span&gt;) is going through, kind of jumps out at you for both the reason they focus on in the article, as well as something they don't really touch on in the story  that I feel the need to write about a little&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let me say this first.  I really only know the details that were in the story, so my point of view is framed from that angle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The gist of the story is that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bedard&lt;/span&gt; and a former girlfriend had a baby together and apparently they are no longer with each other.   &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bedard&lt;/span&gt; pays child support,  but that agreement was signed in 2006 and now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bedard&lt;/span&gt; apparently makes a bunch more money so she is trying to take him back to get more money for her and her child.  Fair enough, I suppose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What the story focused on though was that the guy serving the legal papers is a NY Yankees fan. He wore a Yankees Jersey to do it,  and was quite proud of himself.  Also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Bedard&lt;/span&gt; was starting that same day.   The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Redsox&lt;/span&gt; Organization asked if he could wait one day to do it on a day that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Bedard&lt;/span&gt; was not going to start.  The guy said his client (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Bedard's&lt;/span&gt; X-Girlfriend)  specifically requested that it be done on that day,  so they let him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Bedard&lt;/span&gt; ended up getting shelled in his start and only lasted 2 and 2/3 innings.   We don't know if he was mentally a mess because of the service or not,  but it very well may have contributed to his poor performance that day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here is a link to the story: &lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/mlb/blog/big_league_stew/post/Gleeful-Yanks-fan-serves-Red-Sox-pitcher-with-ch?urn=mlb-wp20240"&gt;http://sports.yahoo.com/mlb/blog/big_league_stew/post/Gleeful-Yanks-fan-serves-Red-Sox-pitcher-with-ch?urn=mlb-wp20240&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Girlfriends &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;insistence&lt;/span&gt; on doing it that particular day seems  kind of vindictive.  Maybe she has a right to be this way,  I don't know,  but it seems like it is in her best interest for him to do well when he is on the mound so he continues to enjoy that fat pay check.   If the dude consistently gets shelled, that could be  bad for her, and her child.  So in effect,  he is like the Oak Tree holding up her Tree fort of a life, and she is busy chopping at the trunk with an axe.  Just seems like her own vindictiveness played out long enough, could be the type of thing that ends up having her little tree fort of a life crash down to the ground.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-8422110510586478822?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8422110510586478822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=8422110510586478822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/8422110510586478822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/8422110510586478822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/09/vindictive-stupidity.html' title='Vindictive stupidity'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-7656229787293701288</id><published>2011-09-20T12:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T12:51:41.417-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tony Romo is a Gamer!</title><content type='html'>Color me impressed with Tony Romo.  Dude had two cracked ribs and a PUNCTURED LUNG and was out of the game against the 49ers,  but to hell with that,  He sucked it up and went back in and brought the Cowboys back with 13 points in the second half, including a 77 yard touchdown to a T.V.  Reality star.  I am bringing the admiration for the man right here on my blog.  Not a Cowboy fan but definitely an admirer of their starting QB.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NH6TZeimkuQ/TnjD_VClpAI/AAAAAAAABkE/PfQx5a_-Ouk/s400/293.ad.TonyRomo.012309.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654484824910832642" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-7656229787293701288?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/7656229787293701288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=7656229787293701288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/7656229787293701288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/7656229787293701288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/09/tony-romo-is-gamer.html' title='Tony Romo is a Gamer!'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NH6TZeimkuQ/TnjD_VClpAI/AAAAAAAABkE/PfQx5a_-Ouk/s72-c/293.ad.TonyRomo.012309.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-9029728008654366872</id><published>2011-09-19T19:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T19:31:13.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bill Thinks about Future Bill</title><content type='html'>Looking forward to watching Monday Night Football and also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;D.V.R&lt;/span&gt;.   &lt;i&gt;How I Met Your Mother &lt;/i&gt;is on tonight and I am recording it for my future entertainment.  &lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Future Bill is going to be pleased with present Bill for doing this. -  Later,  (probably tomorrow or maybe even right after the Monday Night Game tonight.)  Future Bill is going to make a comment in the comments section thanking the 7:28 p.m. of September 19&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; 2011,  Bill,   that did this for him.     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-9029728008654366872?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/9029728008654366872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=9029728008654366872&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/9029728008654366872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/9029728008654366872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/09/bill-thinks-about-future-bill.html' title='Bill Thinks about Future Bill'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-5947217360698687106</id><published>2011-09-13T23:24:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T23:36:39.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Coach Fox,  Read this....</title><content type='html'>My eyes hurt from watching that 10:15 Monday Night game yesterday.   The Raiders and the Broncos are clearly two of the most poorly coached football teams ever to play in the National Football League.    &lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were chippy,  which is something that does happen,  however neither coaching staff ever grabbed control.   It went on all night.  Additionally,  they were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-disciplined so we had numerous offside calls both ways.   Obviously they both have some talent and the Raiders even more so than the Broncos,  but my goodness was it hard to watch.  The game never had any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rhythm&lt;/span&gt; due to the incredible lack of discipline.  Also,  Orton may be better right now than Tebow on paper,  but I watched enough of Tebow in College to know he could have won that game for the Broncos if he was just given a chance.  He makes everyone around him better and he wills his team to be better as a whole,  regardless of the parts that make up the team.  You play football on a field,  not paper.  Why is it so obvious to me but such a mystery to the people around him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someday Coach Fox will figure it out.  Or he won't and the broncos will be mediocre long enough to get him fired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-5947217360698687106?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/5947217360698687106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=5947217360698687106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/5947217360698687106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/5947217360698687106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/09/coach-fox-read-this.html' title='Coach Fox,  Read this....'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-3250539425786414991</id><published>2011-09-13T23:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T23:23:53.991-04:00</updated><title type='text'>War Eagle and Plexiglass</title><content type='html'>Funny is funny.  Even when you think,  Hey maybe I shouldn't be laughing at this because its just not right,  if it's funny, well,  then it's funny.&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So  Last Saturday one of the mascots for Auburn,  the war eagle,  did his thing that he does when they fly down over the crowd, except this time the war eagle flew smack dab into a glass door of a suite.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the Birmingham news: ------" It looked like he hit the plexiglass hard"  said Jamie Bellah, director of the Southeastern Raptor center at Auburn "I looked him over and couldn't find a bruise.  It doesn't look very good when you see it on the video, but I think he must have recognized he was going into something because his feet came out a little bit." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny is funny.     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-3250539425786414991?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3250539425786414991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=3250539425786414991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/3250539425786414991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/3250539425786414991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/09/war-eagle-and-plexiglass.html' title='War Eagle and Plexiglass'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-2063905691488961970</id><published>2011-09-08T23:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T23:54:58.305-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love having the NFL back.</title><content type='html'>Nice opening game,  missed most of it because of a prior commitment.  Not to say I was out digging ditches instead of watching football,  no,  I was out living my life,  watching comedy.   It was some top of the line comedy as well.  Tommy Johnagin.  Dude was just funny and my friend kept texting me throughout the night letting me know how Jermichael Finley was doing.  &lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jermichael Finley -- that was an awesome first quarter,  how about playing in the other damn three quarters as well.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-2063905691488961970?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/2063905691488961970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=2063905691488961970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/2063905691488961970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/2063905691488961970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/09/love-having-nfl-back.html' title='Love having the NFL back.'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-2610202406437071058</id><published>2011-09-07T22:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T23:09:28.729-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad Manning Face</title><content type='html'>Peyton Manning is not going to play football this Sunday.   Neither am I.  We are pretty much the same guy,  except He has Peyton Manning Face and I don't.&lt;div&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y99HQN2tlT4/Tmgv-1frpRI/AAAAAAAABj8/-alcW6nrBng/s400/Peyton%252BManning%252BWashington%252BRedskins%252Bv%252BIndianapolis%252BTHL7j-cGbMGl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649818489094645010" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He looks so Mopey in this picture.  His face is like a novel,  It's a sad tale of woe.  As much as I enjoy watching him run an offense,  having neck issues is a scary thing for anyone,  Hell, its hard to just drive a car when your neck isn't right,  much less play football in the League. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope he recovers,  because he is truly one of the great players of my generation  although if he misses the whole season we will be able to see what a below average team the Colts are without him.  Dude has carried those guys for damn near a decade.  This is some stuff I need to see.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-2610202406437071058?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/2610202406437071058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=2610202406437071058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/2610202406437071058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/2610202406437071058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/09/sad-manning-face.html' title='Sad Manning Face'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y99HQN2tlT4/Tmgv-1frpRI/AAAAAAAABj8/-alcW6nrBng/s72-c/Peyton%252BManning%252BWashington%252BRedskins%252Bv%252BIndianapolis%252BTHL7j-cGbMGl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-6132437722706916710</id><published>2011-09-01T19:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T20:20:31.738-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally,  its back.</title><content type='html'>Football is finally back.   This weekend there will be tailgating,   some grilling  and college women walking around in those sundresses.  Life will be  good.   &lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we will see the new edition of the Mighty Florida Gators in a bit of a warm up game against FAU.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New Head Coach,  New OC as well.  The Legendary Charlie Weiss will be calling the plays.  Hopefully he wont choose to run dive plays with 165 lb running backs,  and he won't be  running John Brantley on an option to the short side of the field.   Seriously though how funny would it be if the Dive play is the first play of the game.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love this time of the year!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-6132437722706916710?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6132437722706916710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=6132437722706916710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/6132437722706916710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/6132437722706916710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/09/finally-its-back.html' title='Finally,  its back.'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-6993470040696872874</id><published>2011-08-28T22:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T22:49:56.327-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Need Four for FAU</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-6993470040696872874?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6993470040696872874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=6993470040696872874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/6993470040696872874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/6993470040696872874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/08/need-four-for-fau.html' title='Need Four for FAU'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-771216968721835301</id><published>2011-08-25T22:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T22:37:05.192-04:00</updated><title type='text'>White Mike Vick</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;White Mike Vick:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SHZGFMx9jyw/TlcFjqK2OLI/AAAAAAAABj0/j4oXgils30o/s400/576x324_vickwhite.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644986768105552050" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw this photo  on  Yahoo today referencing an article on ESPN -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter what the implications are about race and our society, the first thing I thought of is that White Mike Vick,  probably would not be able to run like Black Mike Vick does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-771216968721835301?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/771216968721835301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=771216968721835301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/771216968721835301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/771216968721835301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/08/white-mike-vick.html' title='White Mike Vick'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SHZGFMx9jyw/TlcFjqK2OLI/AAAAAAAABj0/j4oXgils30o/s72-c/576x324_vickwhite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-484891214357343225</id><published>2011-08-18T00:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T00:23:40.631-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mayhem.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is such an excellent picture of   Nevin Shapiro and Donna Shallala  and the IBIS.  (from Yahoo Sports) - She looks so dorky in her matronly clothes and her goofy smile staring at the check. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of all the scandals I have ever seen,  this one is absolutely the  juciest.  There are Yachts, Strippers, Night clubs, Fancy dinners,  Prostitutes and just flat out Yumminess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its like slowing down to watch a car wreck,  except its not just a fender bender.  No,  this is cars going over cliffs and bursting into flames.  This is like a train carrying explosive gases derailing.  this is absolute utter mayhem.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1x1XK8NSwFA/TkyR056VcaI/AAAAAAAABjk/aFXe9vQAleA/s1600/FrankHaith_070712.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1x1XK8NSwFA/TkyR056VcaI/AAAAAAAABjk/aFXe9vQAleA/s400/FrankHaith_070712.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642044771273109922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-484891214357343225?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/484891214357343225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=484891214357343225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/484891214357343225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/484891214357343225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/08/mayhem.html' title='Mayhem.'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1x1XK8NSwFA/TkyR056VcaI/AAAAAAAABjk/aFXe9vQAleA/s72-c/FrankHaith_070712.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-5043895960050651242</id><published>2011-08-11T19:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T19:54:45.399-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre Season Football</title><content type='html'>Little preseason football tonight which fires me up.  &lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NFL network has a thing where they jump you around to all the games that are going on, and it is awesome.   Just saw Gabbert from the Jags get sacked in the Jags/ Patriots game,  then Vick throw a bomb to Riley Cooper,  in the Eagles Ravens game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-5043895960050651242?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/5043895960050651242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=5043895960050651242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/5043895960050651242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/5043895960050651242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/08/pre-season-football.html' title='Pre Season Football'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-6466126363098969971</id><published>2011-08-03T23:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T23:12:54.765-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Memo to the Bronco's - Let it come to you.</title><content type='html'>Bronco's need to get a grip.  First they are going to trade Orton to Miami, then they are going to Start him, now they are talking about putting Tebow up on the trading block. &lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just chill. Relax,  the situation will work itself out if you just let it.   The front office needs to do what is best for the Bronco's,  but I get the  feeling they are trying to make that decision way before they have the information they need,  and way before they need to.   Let the Pre-Season get here.  You need at least two QB's on the roster.  It will all work out.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-6466126363098969971?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6466126363098969971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=6466126363098969971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/6466126363098969971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/6466126363098969971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/08/memo-to-broncos-let-it-come-to-you.html' title='Memo to the Bronco&apos;s - Let it come to you.'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-8307514018683721497</id><published>2011-07-26T23:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T23:25:00.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>things kids will argue about</title><content type='html'>Recently,   Wells Fargo took over Wachovia.  My daughter's Joke on that takeover is:  Well I guess Wells Fargo is going to wachovia  money.  (read and pronounce wachovia  like this: watch ovia)&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She told that joke to us, (me and her brother)  but then her brother used it in front of a cashier and got a laugh.   She felt like He was stealing her Jokes and we had to discuss plagiarism/ and rights to jokes etc.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-8307514018683721497?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8307514018683721497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=8307514018683721497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/8307514018683721497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/8307514018683721497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/07/things-kids-will-argue-about.html' title='things kids will argue about'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-1981975086123142368</id><published>2011-07-26T23:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T23:18:11.979-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny dinner dialogue</title><content type='html'>Took my kids to an Italian Restaurant tonight.   My Daughter had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Fettucine&lt;/span&gt; Alfredo, and My son and I ordered a pizza.  My boy ate two pieces and I wanted to make sure he had enough to eat, so I encouraged him to have a third slice.   He was adamant that he was full,  but I pushed it again.  "come on,  have another piece of pizza "  I said.  &lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My daughter chimed in on the conversation, and very intelligently said; "Part of the problem with the Childhood Obesity epidemic in America, are  parents pushing their kids to eat more then they should"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without missing a beat,  and clearly not having the vocabulary to fully understand what His Sister had just said,  My son said:  "Plus I might get fat"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe you had to be there,  but that was some funny dialogue.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-1981975086123142368?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/1981975086123142368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=1981975086123142368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/1981975086123142368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/1981975086123142368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/07/funny-dinner-dialogue.html' title='Funny dinner dialogue'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-2851145143461695228</id><published>2011-07-25T21:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T22:01:08.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah FOOTBALL</title><content type='html'>Probably wrong to let this day go by without noting that the NFL Strike is finally over and just in time too.  The Bucs will be huddling up soon.  The Game will be back.&lt;div&gt;My Saturdays and Sundays will soon be wasted watching football. (like its really a waste)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ckjF4qwMLaI/Ti4fVowWdoI/AAAAAAAABjc/gcgNeOi0KIw/s400/DSCN0463.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633474640465000066" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-2851145143461695228?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/2851145143461695228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=2851145143461695228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/2851145143461695228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/2851145143461695228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/07/yeah-football.html' title='Yeah FOOTBALL'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ckjF4qwMLaI/Ti4fVowWdoI/AAAAAAAABjc/gcgNeOi0KIw/s72-c/DSCN0463.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-4492676964280514626</id><published>2011-07-25T21:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T21:47:11.127-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Need some Batting practice speed</title><content type='html'>The speed of life is just freaking frenetic.   I want it to slow down.   Its like facing Randy Johnson. Dude is throwing Heat and I am taking my cuts,  but mostly striking out, plus hoping he doesn't get wild and throw one in my ear.  I just want some batting practice Speed so I can hit a few line drives. I am tired of Randy Johnson Gas getting blown by me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-4492676964280514626?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/4492676964280514626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=4492676964280514626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/4492676964280514626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/4492676964280514626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/07/need-some-batting-practice-speed.html' title='Need some Batting practice speed'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-2979525202880055393</id><published>2011-07-21T16:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T16:57:27.838-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Cell phone</title><content type='html'>Just a few weeks ago I heard about an app you can get on your phone that allows you to use it as a remote control.  After researching it I found out it was something that you had to sync with your T.V.  - I already have a remote control for my T.V.  so it lost its charm for me,  but now this new phone, I have to have this &lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TYIOIM6hHBk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-2979525202880055393?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/2979525202880055393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=2979525202880055393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/2979525202880055393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/2979525202880055393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/07/cool-cell-phone.html' title='Cool Cell phone'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/TYIOIM6hHBk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-4036555477167935728</id><published>2011-07-17T12:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T13:13:28.549-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I am in a populated public place like I was yesterday at Tropicana field,  I often think about the back stories of the other people around me.  Everyone comes from somewhere, everyone has stuff going on in their lives.   We were there to watch a baseball game,  but because of the nature of the game and the pace,  its a time  where you can talk and think about other stuff as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My Son loved the giant video screen that showed the players as avatars in the  game MLB12.   He told me multiple times how he wants that game for his Wii.  Kid has a birthday soon and he will probably get it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My daughter had her friend with her and they talked about things 14 year old girls talk about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Red Sox  fan sitting next to me had driven from Boston along with her Dad the day before,  not so much because of the game,  but because she was moving here, and the Sox just happened to be in town. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She chose to move here because she was going through a divorce and wanted a fresh start on life.  She sees herself going to the beach and living in the sun.  Her Dad will be flying back this week.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There were 30 something thousand other people at the game yesterday,  they all have stuff going on in their life.   I wonder what their stories are, I wonder how many of them are struggling,  how many are on top of their stuff,  how many are going down the wrong paths because their circumstances to that point have led them that way.   How many were happy, how many were sad.     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-4036555477167935728?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/4036555477167935728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=4036555477167935728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/4036555477167935728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/4036555477167935728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/07/back-stories.html' title='Back stories'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-8309635629436748115</id><published>2011-07-16T12:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T13:04:22.961-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rays vs Boston</title><content type='html'>Rays game today  with the little Werthers plus my Daughter's friend.   Baseball and Hotdogs, that is some living right there.     &lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Daughter's dream is to go to Harvard.  I fully support this, and will do whatever it takes to help her make that happen,  but I have already told her that when she moves up to Boston for College,  she should not become a Red Sox Fan.   I am hoping that today, when we run into a bunch of Sox Fans,  and she sees how arrogant and entitled they are,  that it will go a long way towards developing her anti Sox mindset. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fathering,  I am just great at it!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-8309635629436748115?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8309635629436748115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=8309635629436748115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/8309635629436748115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/8309635629436748115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/07/rays-vs-boston.html' title='Rays vs Boston'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-9014775887552006956</id><published>2011-07-07T00:10:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T16:05:34.459-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A post to help me  remember this past weekend</title><content type='html'>Took My oldest  kid to NYC this past weekend.  She said it was the best 4 days of her life.  It was pretty awesome seeing it with her, and through her eyes.  &lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We saw the building they are erecting to replace the World Trade Center.  It is coming along nicely. &lt;div&gt;-&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hdDQXLxG_x4/ThizWfQeFmI/AAAAAAAABi0/T5FZ_kfoAvU/s400/DSCN0796.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627444933328508514" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went down to Wall Street and saw the New York Stock Exchange, plus the Wall street Bull.  Fun fact,  the bull is not actually on Wall Street.  Its on Broadway.  We went to see the Play;  &lt;i&gt;Billy Elliott&lt;/i&gt;, on Broadway,  Except even though it's a Broadway play,  it was actually on 44th street.  We went to Times Square,  the Flat Iron Building, China Town,  and  Little Italy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They had a Harry Potter exhibit in the Discovery building which was near the theater where we saw the Billy Elliot play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nhpsbslN0es/ThizY1-0gKI/AAAAAAAABjM/4NbxdT6bn5U/s400/DSCN0805.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627444973788233890" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the top of the Rockefeller center and the top of the Empire State Building.  We rode the subway all over that town, and went to see the Statute of Liberty and the Brooklyn Bridge.  We rented some bikes and toured all over Central Park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3EIvH4Skt8c/ThizXWRauNI/AAAAAAAABi8/2T0HNdwTAKQ/s400/DSCN0798.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627444948096432338" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1uLvyNUz-7Q/ThizZlH3mtI/AAAAAAAABjU/5VLHdb0Ls2k/s400/DSCN0814.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627444986442652370" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We saw the UN building and the Flat Iron Building.  We met a friend of mine in China Town and on the way there,  we saw a bucket full of Frogs.  (they were for sale, 4.99 a lb) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We saw some break dancers in the street when we were walking back from the fire Works show they had on the fourth of July,  and then a street preacher who looked more like a pimp, but he was definitely preaching.  We gave a dollar to about 5 homeless people,  maybe 6, we lost count .  We talked with a couple of New Yorkers  on the subway, had a really good dinner down in Greenwich village and saw a tranny walking down the street.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2iYSImua-Fo/ThizYcrF5eI/AAAAAAAABjE/tcKOgmGtFb8/s400/DSCN0806.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627444966994601442" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took her to see Grand Central Station and we also ate some NY Pizza at Rays.  We had some Hot Dogs from some street vendors and we also went to Moma.   We got yelled at by the security guard for taking a picture of Van Gogh's Starry night with the flash still on, and we also rode a bunch of elevators in the Macy's on 34th Street. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ate at some little diners,  and we shopped in the Garment District. (as well as a bunch of other stores my kid made me go in while we were walking, including the M and M store and the most awesome Toys R Us.)  - Plus we saw Washington square and a guy playing a Piano right under the Arch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took her to a Comedy Club in Times Square and we laughed. -  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good times,  I am looking forward to taking my Youngest child in a couple of years from now.        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-9014775887552006956?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/9014775887552006956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=9014775887552006956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/9014775887552006956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/9014775887552006956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/07/post-to-help-me-remember-this-past.html' title='A post to help me  remember this past weekend'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hdDQXLxG_x4/ThizWfQeFmI/AAAAAAAABi0/T5FZ_kfoAvU/s72-c/DSCN0796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-4542374759475396195</id><published>2011-06-21T21:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T21:40:18.427-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A back pack of feathers.</title><content type='html'>Felt kind of happy earlier this evening.  Still had all the same problems I have had recently, but for some reason it did not seem to matter as much today.  I don't know if the fact some good news came out of the NFL Owners meetings in Chicago today,  but that certainly didn't hurt any either.&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish I could get the MOJO working like this more often, but it's just hard right now. Everything is Hard.  I just feel a huge weight on my back lately but today it felt kind of like a back pack of feathers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-4542374759475396195?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/4542374759475396195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=4542374759475396195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/4542374759475396195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/4542374759475396195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/back-pack-of-feathers.html' title='A back pack of feathers.'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-4823678194227576376</id><published>2011-06-21T21:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T21:23:33.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dexter season is coming again soon!</title><content type='html'>Watching re-runs of Dexter.  Is it wrong that I like this show so much? New season coming soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-4823678194227576376?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/4823678194227576376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=4823678194227576376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/4823678194227576376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/4823678194227576376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/dexter-season-is-coming-again-soon.html' title='Dexter season is coming again soon!'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-8818950772691896076</id><published>2011-06-19T22:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T22:47:50.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3BnPMWBRE8A/Tf60pGIZdfI/AAAAAAAABis/tnwVA1w-kaQ/s1600/DSCN0773.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u8x8mlMOeFo/Tf6wjkIr3PI/AAAAAAAABhM/AR1OshhSngk/s400/DSCN0746.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620123510046973170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-8818950772691896076?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8818950772691896076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=8818950772691896076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/8818950772691896076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/8818950772691896076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/fishing.html' title='Fishing'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3BnPMWBRE8A/Tf60pGIZdfI/AAAAAAAABis/tnwVA1w-kaQ/s72-c/DSCN0773.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-8698572890536156613</id><published>2011-06-16T01:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T01:45:12.517-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The "what if"  game and the "Getting Old" Game are not fun.</title><content type='html'>Wednesday Night, our softball team  had a double header.  We  lost both of them, and fell  to zero and three on the season.  (we got drilled last week)     &lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were competitive in each game tonight though,  and had we just made a few less mistakes,  we could have easily won both.    You could also say; that if we had made the same amount of mistakes,  but also just mixed in a couple of more hits here and there, we could have  taken both of those games.  That is the "what if'' game though, and that particular game can be played in all aspects of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;everyones&lt;/span&gt; life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What if"  is a son of a bitch of a game.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I constantly find myself  getting drawn into that little game, not just in softball, but in life.   I am both blessed and cursed with an introspective mind.  I constantly judge myself.  Lately,  it has been quite  harsh for my life in general,  and tonight with the softball game was no different.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Defensively I made one stupid throwing error and I walked two guys as well.  Those are mistakes.  Offensively,  I went 1 for 3 in the first game, and 3 for 4 in the second.  I hated making those three outs because all three of them were weak ass pop ups, and I am a pretty good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;single's&lt;/span&gt; type of hitter because I can generally hit the ball to any field. (not much power anymore though)   I forgave myself relatively quickly with those particular things,  but the real problem I have is that I actually felt old tonight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that I AM old,  but generally I don't think about it.  Tonight was different.  Late in the second game I consciously chose to not back stuff up defensively because I decided in order to continue to throw strikes and not walk dudes, I had to conserve my energy.  I was tired in the late innings of that second game,  the 90 plus degree heat and running around the bases just took a lot out of me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was harsh,  but I was just short of puking at some points during the late part of that second game.  I also saw the end of my playing days.  It won't be for a few more years yet,  but I had always told myself I would play softball as long as I was not ever the worst player on any team I was on.  Tonight I was damn close with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lollygagging&lt;/span&gt; ass.  Other dudes might not have had as many hits as I did tonight,  and some guys made a bunch more errors then I did,  but I am positive I was the only guy on my team that could not have made it through a third game if we had one on our schedule.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Getting Old"  is another son of a bitch of a game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neither the "what if"  game or the "getting old"  game are fun.  In the former,  it is just some bullshit in your past that you can't do a damn thing about,  and in the latter,  it really is just some shit that is going to happen in your future.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would write more, because my weakness tonight  is bugging me,  but its early in the morning now, and I have to get up and go to work tomorrow.     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-8698572890536156613?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8698572890536156613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=8698572890536156613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/8698572890536156613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/8698572890536156613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-if-game-and-getting-old-game-are.html' title='The &quot;what if&quot;  game and the &quot;Getting Old&quot; Game are not fun.'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-3861650601868168006</id><published>2011-06-14T22:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T22:50:29.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome App that I truly hope really exists</title><content type='html'>Someone I follow on twitter,  tweeted that her Husband found an App for his phone that allows the phone to turn into a remote control for the T.V.    She went on to say that he passed out because he got such a boner that all the blood rushed out from his head into his Johnson.&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want this app so bad, but only if it will work to control random televisions out in the public. Wouldn't it be cool to walk into a bar, and have everyone watch whatever it is that I think we should be watching? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope beyond hope that this is a real thing and that it has those capabilities.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-3861650601868168006?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3861650601868168006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=3861650601868168006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/3861650601868168006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/3861650601868168006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/awesome-app-that-i-truly-hope-really.html' title='Awesome App that I truly hope really exists'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-3958344447523604051</id><published>2011-06-13T22:28:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T22:45:47.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fail,  then fail some more,  then fail again.</title><content type='html'>Just pretty much exhausted right now.  I want a month off or so from work, but am so buried that it would be impossible.  It would be impossible even if I wasn't buried- work  is just hard right now,  and it doesn't look like it is letting up any.  just lots of fail .  &lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Rent is going up this month as well. -  Fail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't been feeling  this blog  lately either,  because I am kind of in the doldrums.  Pretty sure I am not going to end up averaging 16 posts a month like I had sort of planned going into this year. It's Just another Fail for the billster.     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also a woman I like,  gave me a 2:10 in the morning text this past weekend, asking me to come over,  and I missed it because I was already asleep.  That is kind of aggravating. -More Fail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finally got back to the new season in softball,  and in our first game we got drilled. - Fail.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Ex-wife disagrees with me on some summer issues,  and of course if it doesn't go her way her natural inclination is to just threaten to sue- Fail &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-3958344447523604051?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3958344447523604051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=3958344447523604051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/3958344447523604051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/3958344447523604051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/fail-then-fail-some-more-then-fail.html' title='Fail,  then fail some more,  then fail again.'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-2141345064559640932</id><published>2011-06-06T20:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T21:01:47.844-04:00</updated><title type='text'>By definition if you eat other people you are a cannibal</title><content type='html'>Read a story today about a guy who was arguing with his girlfriend, and when it started to get physical,  another guy stepped in to break it up.  - The guy who started it, bit off part of the good samaritan's ear,  and then swallowed it.  ---  Technically that dude is a cannibal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-2141345064559640932?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/2141345064559640932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=2141345064559640932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/2141345064559640932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/2141345064559640932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/by-definition-if-you-eat-other-people.html' title='By definition if you eat other people you are a cannibal'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-5160599288161889023</id><published>2011-05-24T20:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T20:16:54.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>From the weekend of the 14th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KtBK18LJCAU/TdxKMN9OlyI/AAAAAAAABhA/4rj0MAHzrlE/s1600/DSCN0734.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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Ron Paul.  Vote for the dude. - I can tell you why, but research him for yourself instead.   - Short version,  He will be harsh economically like we need, Even kind of like a grown up,  but he will be liberal socially.  Probably to weird for anyone to vote for him in numbers, but I think he is the best man for the job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-7770474158153472846?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/7770474158153472846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=7770474158153472846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/7770474158153472846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/7770474158153472846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/05/bill-gets-political.html' title='Bill Gets political'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-5156347842502493695</id><published>2011-05-16T23:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T23:19:17.031-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lawyers and Judges and Billionaires and Millionaires going down the road of sadness</title><content type='html'>Today,  an appellate  court in St Louis upheld the NFL 's right to continue  the lockout on the players.  &lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Players union representative,  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Demaurice&lt;/span&gt; Smith then had the obligatory statement that he is disappointed,  but that they are prepared to be out for 2 years.  This is depressing, and because of this ruling and the overall tenor of this whole dispute,  today was the first time it occurred to me that they will not get this thing worked out in time for this NFL Season to start on time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We will have the College game,  but football season  just won't be the same if they can't get it figured out.  Plus I also heard HBO  offered the hard knocks slot to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BUCS&lt;/span&gt; (assuming it gets worked out)  but the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bucs&lt;/span&gt; declined the invitation.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Depressing news is depressing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-5156347842502493695?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/5156347842502493695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=5156347842502493695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/5156347842502493695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/5156347842502493695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/05/lawyers-and-judges-and-billionaires-and.html' title='Lawyers and Judges and Billionaires and Millionaires going down the road of sadness'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-6695708448531561051</id><published>2011-05-15T12:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T12:44:40.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Negotiation.</title><content type='html'>My Kids negotiating with the police right by the left field line .  Derek Lee had thrown Hunter a ball during the game and he was trying to play catch with it after the game during the Darius Rucker Concert.  The police were concerned about an errant throw hitting someone else so they told him to quit.   This negotiation resulted in them being able to throw the ball,  under-hand.&lt;div&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ISwSiCONYlI/TdABECyhg2I/AAAAAAAABfo/nvX19EojWt0/s400/DSCN0724.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606982705056154466" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had some awesome seats right over the Orioles dugout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ttCtbzpgKv8/TdACsSawYuI/AAAAAAAABfw/cIj5NJjsSPs/s400/DSCN0705.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606984495957828322" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-6695708448531561051?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6695708448531561051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=6695708448531561051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/6695708448531561051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/6695708448531561051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/05/negotiation.html' title='Negotiation.'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ISwSiCONYlI/TdABECyhg2I/AAAAAAAABfo/nvX19EojWt0/s72-c/DSCN0724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-5034095924007105861</id><published>2011-05-11T19:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T16:26:44.222-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying at the table and playing.</title><content type='html'>Okay, I am in no way thinking about killing myself.   Seriously,  In fact it would be the opposite. Hope that is clear, because earlier,  when I was thinking about killing myself, it was in a context that had nothing to do with actually killing myself. &lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It went something like this;  "Bill,  all things considered,  your life doesn't suck.  You obviously have some problems in life,  just like everyone else.  Not saying you have everything going your way,  but overall,  and on a Macro scale,  You have a pretty good life. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was how the thought process started.  Then I started thinking about the future.  which went something like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Bill,  up to this point in life, even though you have certainly had your share of getting slammed up against the rocks, overall it has been a pretty good run,  Of Course that doesn't mean in the future you won't end up in prison,  or homeless and dumpster diving in the back of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt; somewhere.'' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I thought about the old adage in gambling.   &lt;i&gt;Quit while you are ahead. &lt;/i&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that was when it occurred to me that the only way to do that in life is 1) have a good life so that you consider yourself ahead 2) Die.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I were to drop dead now I believe the overall outlook should be that the kid did all right in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The correlation here is that I could also just continue having a good life and play it out till the natural end.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; the plan.  Also,  I think if a bunch of shit went wrong and I was actually "down"  then the reason to live would be to dig out from that hole.   So like Richard Bach says: "Here is a test to find whether your mission on earth is finished: If you're alive, it isn't"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-5034095924007105861?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/5034095924007105861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=5034095924007105861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/5034095924007105861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/5034095924007105861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/05/staying-at-table-and-playing.html' title='Staying at the table and playing.'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-7892815517244726853</id><published>2011-05-10T22:59:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T23:12:59.091-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Statutes of The Three Gator Heisman Winners</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N6TDQxv_WvE/Tcn-nL8GH5I/AAAAAAAABfg/wP94dOk1c_Q/s1600/DSCN0680.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N6TDQxv_WvE/Tcn-nL8GH5I/AAAAAAAABfg/wP94dOk1c_Q/s400/DSCN0680.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605291160412495762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VBgUKG_r_D0/Tcn-m7WvNQI/AAAAAAAABfY/mIIyIOLMtVg/s1600/DSCN0679.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VBgUKG_r_D0/Tcn-m7WvNQI/AAAAAAAABfY/mIIyIOLMtVg/s400/DSCN0679.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605291155960837378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sp8WzSIWQxA/Tcn-mSzBsMI/AAAAAAAABfQ/Xy5k--_Dl0M/s1600/DSCN0678.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sp8WzSIWQxA/Tcn-mSzBsMI/AAAAAAAABfQ/Xy5k--_Dl0M/s400/DSCN0678.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605291145073635522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7z6l0CjyFeg/Tcn9nVky24I/AAAAAAAABfI/R2xsMLjvANU/s1600/DSCN0681.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7z6l0CjyFeg/Tcn9nVky24I/AAAAAAAABfI/R2xsMLjvANU/s400/DSCN0681.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605290063487490946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Couple of weeks ago when I was up in Gainesville I went to see the new statutes they just put up.--  Go Gators!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-7892815517244726853?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/7892815517244726853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=7892815517244726853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/7892815517244726853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/7892815517244726853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/05/statutes-of-three-gator-heisman-winners.html' title='Statutes of The Three Gator Heisman Winners'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N6TDQxv_WvE/Tcn-nL8GH5I/AAAAAAAABfg/wP94dOk1c_Q/s72-c/DSCN0680.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-5613973902080060043</id><published>2011-05-09T23:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T23:49:58.577-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Julie Scheneker can suck it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Divorce  is a brutal proposition.    You spend a whole marriage becoming a team and working towards common goals,  but then a cancer builds within that team, which tears it down.  The divorce is like the surgery to not only cut out the cancer, but It's also the radiation and Chemo therapy that burns down the functioning parts of the team as well.  Divorce is like the Napalm on the Marriage Jungle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parker &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Scheneker's&lt;/span&gt; Divorce has to be a thousand times worse than that. He  was off serving his Country when he gets a phone call that his Wife killed their two kids for being mouthy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So yes,  Dude has the Marriage Cancer real bad, and needs the surgery.   He has it so bad that you would think Julie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Scheneker&lt;/span&gt; would just let it be,  but the Bitch is trying to get her half of the assets.  She is also trying to get Alimony and  Her Diamond Ring.  Basically, She is contesting the Divorce  while simultaneously fighting her criminal charges for double murder of their children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I guess she is planning on winning her criminal trial against the state, and then will need support from her Husband to maintain her lifestyle. This has forced him to file a wrongful death action (a civil action as opposed to criminal). I believe he has to do it because the way our divorce laws work, even though she murdered Their children, she would still be entitled to half of the marriage assets, because divorce in Florida doesn't concern itself with fault.  The Separate wrongful death action will work to balance out the fairness (financially anyways) and shift it back to his side where it belongs.  It's just so sad that she doesn't see the additional pain she is causing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I thought the things My X-Wife did to us  was bad. (still do, and I know I screwed up as well)  Comparatively though, it really was nothing.   My thoughts go out to Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Scheneker&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-5613973902080060043?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/5613973902080060043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=5613973902080060043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/5613973902080060043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/5613973902080060043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/05/julie-scheneker-can-suck-it.html' title='Julie Scheneker can suck it.'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-8126441217653729557</id><published>2011-05-09T22:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T22:22:44.689-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Riding the river</title><content type='html'>Thinking about riding the river,  instead of walking on the banks.   The River is much more fun, but it can also end up drowning you,  or the rapids can slam you against the rocks.  Of course sometimes its just smooth kayaking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-8126441217653729557?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8126441217653729557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=8126441217653729557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/8126441217653729557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/8126441217653729557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/05/riding-river.html' title='Riding the river'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-6877670908164815147</id><published>2011-05-03T23:42:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T00:21:37.835-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good day!</title><content type='html'>Great day today.  Got some good solid work done, (for now,  maybe later that work will turn out to be a mistake,  but at this point in time, I am counting it in the win column.)  &lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought a new book for myself that is  about the human  ability to remember,   thanks to a reminder about it, that was written in a blog  I read, by a guy up in Minnesota.  Thanks Brian!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True story,  I read a review about this very book a month or so ago,  but then kind of forgot about it,  until I was reminded today when I was reading his blog.  (Kind of Ironic because it is a book about improving your memory: &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Moonwalking&lt;/span&gt; with Einstein&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got an offer from a friend of mine to go to Game 3 of the Bolts/ Caps Playoff series and was able to get my rowdy on tonight a little bit.  I am such a front running Hockey fan,  but I am truly enjoying their run so far in the playoffs.    Also, during the second intermission we were hanging out in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;XO&lt;/span&gt; club, drinking a frosty,  down in the bowels of the arena, and I saw Phil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mickelson&lt;/span&gt;.  That was cool.  I didn't even know he lived in Tampa.   He was also sitting on the glass, just right across the rink from us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bcrg8vDI2Rk/TcDQ2uGeJKI/AAAAAAAABeg/c2inWKiPYd0/s400/DSCN0699.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602707574955582626" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mickelson&lt;/span&gt; is  just to the right of the ''y''  in the sweet bay sign.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a couple of more pictures from the game tonight,  including &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ovechkin&lt;/span&gt;, when he was standing right next to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tpetoWFcGGU/TcDRvp-mOPI/AAAAAAAABeo/WPKTFq2svZk/s400/DSCN0695.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602708553101359346" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus the Thunder Bug just after he came running down  the stairs and jumped on the Glass.  It kind of startled me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pMsUIAA5moc/TcDT_jImviI/AAAAAAAABe4/jcBRJnsSZG8/s400/DSCN0692.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602711025165450786" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No doubt I am a front runner on this hockey stuff,  but it's damned exciting right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-6877670908164815147?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6877670908164815147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=6877670908164815147&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/6877670908164815147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/6877670908164815147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/05/good-day.html' title='A Good day!'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bcrg8vDI2Rk/TcDQ2uGeJKI/AAAAAAAABeg/c2inWKiPYd0/s72-c/DSCN0699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-8697633939635307185</id><published>2011-05-02T21:41:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T21:45:21.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'>where were you when you heard</title><content type='html'>I was at work in my cubicle on 9/11/01 when I heard the news about the towers,  they announced it over the intercom system.  A little while later, we were sent home.  This morning I was brushing my teeth  listening to my shower radio and Mike and Mike reported it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-8697633939635307185?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8697633939635307185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=8697633939635307185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/8697633939635307185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/8697633939635307185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/05/where-were-you-when-you-heard.html' title='where were you when you heard'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-124959346375888206</id><published>2011-04-28T21:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T22:13:19.631-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just my train of thought as I watch the NFL Draft</title><content type='html'>Watching the Draft-- Love it being on Thursday in Prime Time.   &lt;div&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Wow, Nick Fairly looks like Urkle,  if Urkle was on steroids.&lt;div&gt;-Da'Quan bowers has two capital letters in his name.  Thats just extra capitalization going on      right there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Wow- Vikings really reached in picking Christian Ponder so high.  I mean the dude can play, and I believe he will have a long career,  but primarily as a backup and spot starter.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Detroit is going to be a good team next year- Nick Fairley AND Suh?  that is  scary stuff.  If Stafford can quit getting hurt, that team is going to do something next season. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Come on DOLPHINS -- Don't screw this up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-WOOOHOOOO! - Mike Pouncy to the DOLPHINS!  First GATOR to GO! I likey!-- (noticed Adazio is in NY to be with him.  - So glad he is no longer the Gators OC)  I saw him hugging Mike and I wasn't angry at Him anymore.  I can let it go now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I can't believe Prince Amukamara is still available and the Bucs are only two picks away! -- Crossing my fingers that SanDiego and the Giants don't snag him first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Wow Corey Liuget's mom has her Easter Sunday Church Hat on!  that thing is FABULOUS! -- also San Diego did not get Prince Amukamara so he just has to get by the Giants now to be available for the Bucs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Uh Oh--- the Giants fans are chanting that "We  Want Prince" - from my perspective,  this is NOT good.  Shut your Whore Mouths up!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Come on Giants, pick someone other than  Prince.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-DAMN.  Stupid GIANTS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Prince's relatives are rocking the African Garb....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Okay a Defensive End.  Can always use a pass rush. Adrian Clayborn welcome to TAMPA!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-124959346375888206?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/124959346375888206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=124959346375888206&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/124959346375888206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/124959346375888206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/just-my-train-of-thought-as-i-watch-nfl.html' title='Just my train of thought as I watch the NFL Draft'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-651061271342596904</id><published>2011-04-28T00:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T00:48:32.582-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A night of Winning</title><content type='html'>Excellent night tonight.  &lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We beat our nemesis in softball to sweep them this season,  and also remain undefeated.   We got new shirts to coincide with our new sponsorship as well.  (Buffalo Wild Wings is going to Pay our entry fee  for us next season)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BWW&lt;/span&gt; after our  game to drink some beer , and catch the Lightning , as well as the Rays.  They both won.  The place was packed, and Playoff Hockey in a quasi Hockey town, is some good stuff, especially in a full bar on the big screen.   I know my bandwagon self enjoyed watching it in that atmosphere As much as I ever remember watching Hockey in my life,  with the possible exception of my 14 year old self watching the USA beat Russia on tape delay back in 1980. -  Funny thing about that,  I definitely remember watching it when they showed it on T.V.  but after all these years I cannot remember if I was already aware they had won,  or if it was a surprise for me when I saw it when it aired in the United States . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just lots of winning going on tonight.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-651061271342596904?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/651061271342596904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=651061271342596904&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/651061271342596904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/651061271342596904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/night-of-winning.html' title='A night of Winning'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-8749023048276258199</id><published>2011-04-26T22:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T22:13:20.395-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Always trying to give good advice over hear at SYTYN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just great advice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qZdgu4jQ_v4/Tbd7ZbxtGvI/AAAAAAAABeI/sfHrLlyRlwM/s1600/securedownload.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qZdgu4jQ_v4/Tbd7ZbxtGvI/AAAAAAAABeI/sfHrLlyRlwM/s400/securedownload.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600080338541681394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-8749023048276258199?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8749023048276258199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=8749023048276258199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/8749023048276258199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/8749023048276258199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/always-trying-to-give-good-advice-over.html' title='Always trying to give good advice over hear at SYTYN'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qZdgu4jQ_v4/Tbd7ZbxtGvI/AAAAAAAABeI/sfHrLlyRlwM/s72-c/securedownload.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-2840506297665760490</id><published>2011-04-25T23:18:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T23:33:32.765-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging out with Mario Lemieux tonight,  Sort of:</title><content type='html'>Went to Game 6 of the Lightning vs. Penguins Playoff game tonight.   The Penguins Management/ownership, was in the suite right next to the one we were in,  and I was able to sneak this Picture of Mario Lemieux.&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WCxMRJ-J0_4/TbY6dO5_ueI/AAAAAAAABd4/9t56vZGul5M/s400/DSCN0689.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599727460573755874" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was not trying to be Paparazi, so it did not come out so well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was an awesome night.  The Lightning won 4 to 2 to force a game 7,  and we never ran out of beer in our suite either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Towards the  end of the Game,  the entire Arena was going absolutely nuts,  except for Mario's Suite.  They just had a bunch of guys in Sports coats and suits sitting all somber like.  I looked back over to their seats  approximately 15 seconds after the final horn and that place was cleared out.  Guess they wanted to get back to Pittsburgh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a better picture of Mario I found on the internet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KPHuxoWeaNg/TbY8T32OjtI/AAAAAAAABeA/O2-TADW3vCM/s400/mario-lemieux-picture-4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599729498788368082" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-2840506297665760490?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/2840506297665760490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=2840506297665760490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/2840506297665760490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/2840506297665760490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/hanging-out-with-mario-lemieux-tonight.html' title='Hanging out with Mario Lemieux tonight,  Sort of:'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WCxMRJ-J0_4/TbY6dO5_ueI/AAAAAAAABd4/9t56vZGul5M/s72-c/DSCN0689.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-1063583533772558944</id><published>2011-04-20T23:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T00:21:12.171-04:00</updated><title type='text'>4/20 was just another day for me.</title><content type='html'>Today is 4/20 &lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This day means something to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stoner&lt;/span&gt; cliques.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for me,  this particular day was about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1)  Going to work -  Stuff has to get done,  and it is what pays all the bills,  and keeps food on my kids table and a roof over our heads (two roofs actually)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2)  Dealt with some maintenance issues for my car-- not anything major, just my steering wheel and ignition system giving me a little attitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Met my Ex-wife on this day, --- 19 years ago.  (true story, it was a work related thing and no one wanted to go to meet her, so we drew straws and I had the shortest one - ended up marrying her.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4)  Played some softball (Most Wednesdays, this is a thing I do) and we did well,  beat the other guys 20 to 5 and I purposely hit a single, a double and a triple.  (honestly the Triple might have not been quite so purposeful, but I did intentionally try to hit it down the right field line in hopes of getting a  double, and even as slow as I am right now  with my lame hamstring, I was able to stretch it to the third bag.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Jogged a mile and a half.  - Okay,  truth be told,  probably only ran about 3/4 of a mile and walked the other 3/4 -- Stupid Hamstring injury -  if I had not had a softball game I would have had more time and would have put in about 4 miles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) Dealt with my kitchen sink giving me some trouble --  That ended up in a tie.   It's still clogged, but I will work on it some more tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) Read a serious article about human life expectancy in which the author/scientist, argued we may be at the point of living indefinitely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) Drank a couple of beers at the bar after the softball game and watched the end of the Rays game as well as the 3rd period and first overtime of the Lightning playoff matchup. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt; my oldest kid a little bit,  mostly just confirming her plans for this weekend and my duties as her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chauffeur. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a  day,  not really a remarkable one,  but still,   it is what I got,  and  this is what I did with it.  All in all it was good.  Hung out with my friends,  got some things done at work as well as some personal issues with the car and the exercise and the hanging out with friends .   This is what I did, and thats how it went.      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-1063583533772558944?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/1063583533772558944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=1063583533772558944&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/1063583533772558944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/1063583533772558944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/420-was-just-another-day-for-me.html' title='4/20 was just another day for me.'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-6388030176602986828</id><published>2011-04-19T22:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T22:45:21.989-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Such a deal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SCr3APz9LAY/Ta5Ird4fEjI/AAAAAAAABdg/fvCjmyTFUZU/s1600/securedownload.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 317px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T33O8s39Ql4/TanbhBKY49I/AAAAAAAABdQ/-pz4HDcTcPU/s400/MV5BMTM3NDc2NjE1NV5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwNTgyOTM5NA%2540%2540._V1._SY317_CR4%252C0%252C214%252C317_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596245372278727634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw &lt;i&gt;Atlas Shrugged&lt;/i&gt; Part 1,  Last night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So happy the Producers and Director  pulled it off.  Obviously to make  it  into a movie, they had to cut ton's of background,  just for the sake of time, they also shifted some of the scenes around, but the way they did it worked. What they didn't cut was the underlying story.  It is still a story about competence and ability and passion,  versus those that just take without contribution.  In short they kept the philosophy instead of just making it about a train executive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was wondering how they were going to make it in the present day,  but they were able to sell it in the opening and create the buy in needed.    Taylor Schilling was Solid as Dagny and Grant Bowler was Excellent as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Reardon&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As usual,  the book is of course,  better,  but like the book,  the movie is intriguing and interesting enough so that when you are done reading,  or the film is over,  you are left wanting more.  Ayn Rand has been dead for about 29 years now,  but her voice comes through in the movie.  I believe she would have approved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I will no doubt see it again and I urge others as well.  It is good value for your movie going dollars and if they can make money on it,  and it does well, hopefully Part 2 will have a bigger budget and they will be able to make it even better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-3869705597330489056?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3869705597330489056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=3869705597330489056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/3869705597330489056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/3869705597330489056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/atlas-shrugged-movie-review.html' title='Atlas Shrugged a movie review'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T33O8s39Ql4/TanbhBKY49I/AAAAAAAABdQ/-pz4HDcTcPU/s72-c/MV5BMTM3NDc2NjE1NV5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwNTgyOTM5NA%2540%2540._V1._SY317_CR4%252C0%252C214%252C317_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-6579577654796597596</id><published>2011-04-15T13:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T14:03:32.872-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Tax Day !</title><content type='html'>Tax day today. (technically they don't have to be post marked till the 18th this year though) - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have some O'bama loving friends (they can't help it), I wonder if they love this day like it is his birthday? This must be such a great day for all those democrats ! Ooooh BOY! IT'S TAX DAY Yippeeeee! Love writing Checks to the Government!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-6579577654796597596?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6579577654796597596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=6579577654796597596&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/6579577654796597596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/6579577654796597596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-tax-day.html' title='Happy Tax Day !'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-3417168453465382242</id><published>2011-04-14T11:22:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T16:10:50.565-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The "Secret"  Happiest place on earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had the worlds most Obvious dream last night. If there were awards for easiest dream interpretation ever, my mantle would have the first place trophy sitting on it right now, all shiny and glistening. If I had a mantle, but since it is an imaginary award that I just gave myself it will fit fine on my imaginary mantle. &lt;/div&gt;- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I remember a lot of it, because immediately upon gaining consciousness again, I purposely began memorizing it. Even doing that, some of it got away. &lt;/div&gt;- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The Gist of it is this:&lt;/div&gt;- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My X-Wife and I were riding in a limousine to the secret entrance of Disney World. Not the secret entrance into the lot where you park your car so that you may then get on the monorail to go into Disney World, but the secret entrance actually into the park itself. It was not exactly Disney World either, but rather, a special, reserved, secret Disney World . It had giant wooden doors like you might see on a castle, and I was amazed that they just opened it right up for us. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I remember that part distinctly. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't remember how or why we got out of the Limousine, or where it and the driver went, but the next thing I remember, is My Ex- Wife and I driving around secret Disney World in my car. She was at the wheel. We even had a discussion about her wanting to drive my car, to which I agreed. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She then lost control of the vehicle shortly after driving, and drove it into a little Gully. It wasn't a huge ditch, but it was big enough to cause some damage to the vehicle, it caused the steering to become difficult and dinged up the fender a little bit. We got out together, and assessed the damage, and decided we could go on until we could get it into the shop. My Ex- Wife specifically apologized for the accident and admitted to her mistake in running it into the gully so carelessly. We again discussed who would be driving and she still wanted the wheel, and I did not argue with her. We then went on our way again (I wish I could remember where it was in secret Disney World that we were going, but I just can't, I do remember however, that we did have some type of a purpose or destination that we were trying to find) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;As we were going on our little mission in Secret Disney World, whatever it was, She was now driving on a flat, wide open grass field and we were heading directly for a Huge ditch, the drop off was probably at least 6 feet, almost like a little mini, cliff. I remember seeing it coming up and distinctly told her from my position in the passenger seat, that she needed to watch out for the edge or we will crash again much more severely. In the dream though it was much more direct and with less detail. I just said "don't drive over the edge" or something to that effect, When I told her that, it was absolutely inconceivable that the cliff posed any type of threat to us because to me, in my dream, it was so very clear what the danger was, and I remember thinking it would be no problem for her to just make a right turn and then run parallel with the edge. She did begin lackadaisically, to make the right turn to avoid driving directly over the side. I remember this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;being&lt;/span&gt; kind of amazing to me, that she could be that horrible of a driver, and not realize the threat, and that her non&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;chalance&lt;/span&gt; was quite inadequate for the situation. As we were now almost driving parallel to the edge, the left front wheel went over the side, she had tried to turn, but did not make it sharp enough. This caused the rest of the car to flip over the cliff and land on the drivers side doors and sheet metal. The car was absolutely crushed. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We got out of the car, neither of us was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;injured&lt;/span&gt;, but the car was in a spot that we needed lots of help to first of all, get it out of the huge ditch, and then we were going to have quite a bill to get the thing fixed and be without the car for a long time. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The next thing I remember was the two of us in a building, still within secret Disney World, trying to make arrangements to take care of the problem. I remember being dismayed about her driving ability as well, and asking her why. I distinctly remember thinking how stupid it was that she had not turned the vehicle more sharply and that I had clearly known in my heart that had I been driving, neither of the two accidents would have occurred. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;While inside the building, we tried to find someone with a crane that may have been able to help us get the car out of the giant ditch but we couldn't find anyone, I don't think the telephone worked right if I recall, and we began discussing what we were going to do next. At this point My X-Wife began talking with some type of an accent that was hard to understand, I tried to tell her to knock it off, but it only got worse, to the point I had no idea what she was saying, almost like she was speaking pure gibberish. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I woke up at about this point. &lt;/div&gt;- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Since thinking about it most of the day, the car clearly represents our marriage, but the failure to find help in getting it out of the ditch and to a repair shop, is also kind of telling. The damage was horrific, and it included mechanical as well as body work, but essentially, and theoretically, it was not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;salvagable&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As obvious as that dream is, and what it is about, (the demise of our marriage, from the perspective of my subconscious) what I don't understand is the timing. Why after 4 years since I moved out of the house, and nearly 3 years since we have officially been divorced did I dream this? &lt;/div&gt;- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That is the best I can retell it, although in my heart I do know there are some nuances about it, that I just can't recall. I do think when we were in the limousine driving through the giant Castle like doors, we were extremely happy for being let into secret Disney World. This is essentially very close to how the dream played out in my subconscious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-3417168453465382242?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3417168453465382242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=3417168453465382242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/3417168453465382242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/3417168453465382242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/seret-happiest-place-on-earth.html' title='The &quot;Secret&quot;  Happiest place on earth'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-2797845949163965079</id><published>2011-04-13T23:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T23:54:19.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kissing your sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Stupid softball game,  damn rules of that park,  and their silly acceptance of  Ties in the regular season portion of the league.   UGHHH, and when I say it was a tie,  thats only because they scored the exact same amount of runs as we did, but it felt more like a loss.  We had the lead,  they had the last at bat,  and they scored enough to "tie"  us,  before we could get the third out,  and thats how it ends. - No extra innings,  not even one pitch,  just a tie that felt bad.  - Still undefeated on this season though,  so there is that.       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-2797845949163965079?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/2797845949163965079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=2797845949163965079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/2797845949163965079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/2797845949163965079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/kissing-your-sister.html' title='Kissing your sister'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-7593656782591121514</id><published>2011-04-12T19:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T20:00:54.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Sign</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YGG3AY3UUks/TaTnoZceNII/AAAAAAAABdI/odOlzaI1EIY/s1600/securedownload.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YGG3AY3UUks/TaTnoZceNII/AAAAAAAABdI/odOlzaI1EIY/s400/securedownload.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594851318312088706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-7593656782591121514?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/7593656782591121514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=7593656782591121514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/7593656782591121514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/7593656782591121514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/funny-sign.html' title='Funny Sign'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YGG3AY3UUks/TaTnoZceNII/AAAAAAAABdI/odOlzaI1EIY/s72-c/securedownload.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-8293655831008034300</id><published>2011-04-07T14:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T14:51:05.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging on to that towel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ever play tug of war with a little dog? They are Biting down on one end of a hand towel and you are holding the other, and you are just pulling and tugging, both toward yourself, and right and left, and that Dog Just hangs on? Even pulls back on it some. If it is a little dog you can sometimes even get them airborne a little, with the rough housing? - I feel like that dog right now, just hanging on and sometimes going airborne. - I guess sometime in the future I might be forced to let go. Then it will be time to see if I can get back on that little towel or find another towel. Just wish the person at the other end was a little easier. Hate going airborne with him, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; just how he shakes it right now, and I like chewing on that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;towel&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-8293655831008034300?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8293655831008034300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=8293655831008034300&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/8293655831008034300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/8293655831008034300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/hanging-on-to-that-towel.html' title='Hanging on to that towel'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-4694924233448065653</id><published>2011-04-06T23:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T23:51:09.985-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Picture going around the internet !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RTS16vzAarU/TZ00g6lMa0I/AAAAAAAABdA/pff8rXol54U/s1600/securedownload.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 386px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RTS16vzAarU/TZ00g6lMa0I/AAAAAAAABdA/pff8rXol54U/s400/securedownload.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592684052349741890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-4694924233448065653?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/4694924233448065653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=4694924233448065653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/4694924233448065653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/4694924233448065653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/funny-picture-going-around-internet.html' title='Funny Picture going around the internet !'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RTS16vzAarU/TZ00g6lMa0I/AAAAAAAABdA/pff8rXol54U/s72-c/securedownload.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-2181280356310269313</id><published>2011-04-05T21:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T21:24:55.357-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Louis Murphy and his Silliness.</title><content type='html'>Louis Murphy was  arrested in Gainesville the other day,  Mostly for just being a jerk.  The Gainesville Sun reported that  he was in his Escalade with the music playing extremely loud,  so Johnny Law pulled him over,  except he didn't comply ,  he just continued on and went into a parking lot,  then got out of the vehicle and basically just ignored the cop.  This is always a bad ideal.   They arrested him for resisting arrest,  and then they searched his car,  and found a bottle of Viagra. Evidently he did not have a subscription.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bh6PopULqAc/TZu_igP8hPI/AAAAAAAABc4/YGCshikq8Jk/s400/Miami%252Bv%252BFlorida%252BAPMOpvqPV2il.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592273961803875570" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What was he thinking?  Why would a 23 year old professional athlete need that stuff?  I am a middle aged man,  and I still haven't reached the point where I would need that junk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Commercials for that stuff is directed at Middle aged guys like myself and if it ever became an issue for me,  I do believe I would get  some,  but at 23?  Seriously?  And why would you think you could just walk away from the cops?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-2181280356310269313?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/2181280356310269313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=2181280356310269313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/2181280356310269313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/2181280356310269313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/louis-murphy-and-his-silliness.html' title='Louis Murphy and his Silliness.'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bh6PopULqAc/TZu_igP8hPI/AAAAAAAABc4/YGCshikq8Jk/s72-c/Miami%252Bv%252BFlorida%252BAPMOpvqPV2il.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-795404232693160851</id><published>2011-04-04T20:31:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T20:43:50.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday at the Rays Game.</title><content type='html'>Took my kids to see the Rays this past weekend.  &lt;div&gt;My Kids  remembered the Giant Hot Dogs they sell at Fergs, so I took them back and we wore those bad boys out.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HNhherRRbk0/TZpjjL9kt_I/AAAAAAAABcg/BCYpePT9ABk/s400/DSCN0665.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591891343491512306" /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3R3SZtxSYl4/TZpji5pIvkI/AAAAAAAABcY/w6XRvl10iJ0/s400/DSCN0664.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591891338573954626" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rays Lost though,  and that is always a bad thing,  although It was exciting at the end.  Two outs and down by two runs in the Bottom of the ninth and Zobrist hit a shot that at the very least was going to be a triple and maybe a home run but The Orioles Right Fielder made a Play.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-29mq8ht9e10/TZplB-8R7cI/AAAAAAAABco/7gChdrnMzCs/s400/DSCN0669.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591892972083998146" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-795404232693160851?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/795404232693160851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=795404232693160851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/795404232693160851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/795404232693160851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/saturday-at-rays-game.html' title='Saturday at the Rays Game.'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HNhherRRbk0/TZpjjL9kt_I/AAAAAAAABcg/BCYpePT9ABk/s72-c/DSCN0665.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-4667972644483310733</id><published>2011-03-31T22:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T22:56:45.151-04:00</updated><title type='text'>wasting a blog post</title><content type='html'>Seems like some interesting things have happened lately,  but I don't believe it is in My best interest to write about them here on my blog. &lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So absent those couple of interesting things,  My life has been pretty mundane.  Just the basics,  go to work,  maybe get a run on,  Read a book,  Watch some T.V.  - do some of those interesting things,  Maybe drink a couple of beers at the Bar nearby.  Just live a pretty mundane life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like to know why a Bird's  Poop is white,  and pretty much every other animal poops brown.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-4667972644483310733?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/4667972644483310733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=4667972644483310733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/4667972644483310733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/4667972644483310733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/wasting-blog-post.html' title='wasting a blog post'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-53476913810557152</id><published>2011-03-24T22:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T23:16:33.691-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports are important and this is my argument why.</title><content type='html'>Tonight was just a great night.  Hang on for just a second because I feel like I need to go out and buy myself an Ascot and a smoking jacket,  because I am feeling all High &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Falutin&lt;/span&gt; and stuff. &lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Picture me sipping on some 80 year old Grand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Marnier&lt;/span&gt; while wearing my Ascot,  and smoking jacket,  while I sit in some leather upholstered chairs in my private Library. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is my impression of an aristocratic snob who thinks the Arts, and Opera and stuff like that are somehow above watching athletic competition.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be clear I love great Art,  or great music and Theater.  Truthfully,  I do.  I remember staring at, Van &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Gogh's&lt;/span&gt; "Starry Night"  for 15 minutes straight and just thinking that as many times as I have seen a print of that thing,  it still blew me away to see the actual painting itself.  I have seen "Hair"  on Broadway.  I went in thinking to myself that it's a fucking musical,  and left thinking -"holy shit,  that was awesome"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As much as I Know that the Art's and theater and stuff can move you,   I also know there is nothing like watching great athletes play sports at the highest levels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight I watched two really good College Basketball teams play a game for the right to play in another game on Saturday and it was just like all that other stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were a lot of missed shots.   Both sides missed a bunch,  but it wasn't because they were not any good,  it was because each team played with Passion and they hustled and that included playing defense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; had the best player on the court,  but Florida had the better team.  In the end,  the Gators won but the back and forth nature and the passion that came through the television did some kind of Osmosis into my body.  Damn,  that was just a great experience.   I honestly believe if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; would have won,  I would have walked away appreciative of the effort on both sides even though the Gators winning made it all that much more sweeter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't tell me sports are not important.  When you see greatness in Sports,  it's the same when you see it in Literature or plays or Art or Movies.  When you see Awesomeness in Sports,  it really is no different.  It is something that touches you inside and is just as important as any other job.  That is why I hate when people say sports aren't important.  They are just as important as anything else is in life.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a reason why I hated that after the World Trade Center attack,  both the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;MLB&lt;/span&gt;,  Pro Football and College football all quit for awhile.  Their basis for doing that was that it just seemed trivial in comparison.  I promise you it was no less trivial then My Job was and we damn sure went right back to work the next day.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If anything,  Big Time Sports are more important then the regular jobs,  because when they are at their best like they were tonight they are uplifting to the human soul.            &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-53476913810557152?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/53476913810557152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=53476913810557152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/53476913810557152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/53476913810557152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/sports-are-important-and-this-is-my.html' title='Sports are important and this is my argument why.'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-3073253257243674860</id><published>2011-03-23T23:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T00:16:17.008-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Car Maintenance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;Had to take my car into the shop for regular maintenance today and  the service advisor  told me about a bunch of other problems that I didn't even know It had.   It was like going into the doctor for a regular checkup and coming out sweating the biopsy and hoping it was not malignant.  It was like landing on Chance in the game of Monopoly and getting that shitty card that says you get ten dollars for coming in second in a beauty contest.  Good to get the ten bucks and know your car is not going to give you any problems,  bad because second is really only the first loser,  Plus, you know,  spending the few hundred extra dollars that I didn't know I was going to spend when I woke up this morning.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyhow,   I listened to them and tried to figure out how much of what they were saying was bullshit and how much was important.  It was especially difficult because the service advisor was smoking hot, and I wanted her to think I knew at least as much about car engines as she does.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Deep down though,  we both know, in that regard,  she is more of a man then I am.  Very Emasculating stuff,  but I am still pretty sure She Can't pee while standing up.  Don't get me wrong,  I am comfortable enough with what I do know about car engines, and really see no need to become more knowledgeable because of the time and effort it would take.  I will totally try to get that same service advisor the next time I take my car into the shop,  because,  well because, yeah,  she was hot and competent and thats just sexy.       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-3073253257243674860?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3073253257243674860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=3073253257243674860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/3073253257243674860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/3073253257243674860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/car-maintenance.html' title='Car Maintenance'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-713802845275869190</id><published>2011-03-23T01:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T01:02:44.058-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff I hope My kids watch</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="446" height="326"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="bgColor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; 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First of all,  How stupid are pedophiles?  You people are disgusting and when I say you people,  I do not give you sick motherfuckers any credit whatsoever.  &lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a pedophile free blog.  so if you bastards are reading this,  get the fuck off. --You disgust me. Anything funny or witty, I write on this blog is not for your reading.  Plus even the stupid shit I do to just document that I am alive.  Fuck you guys.  &lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pedophiles are just  total shit. - secondly,  how stupid are you to keep getting caught? You guys think you are talking to a little boy  or a little Girl on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;, and then you think you are going to meet them?  You people are fucking stupid.  My skin is raging just thinking about your sorry ass.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This all came up because of a 20/20 type sting that just went on in Tampa.  Amazingly they caught like 30 sick fuckers this past weekend.  You fuckers  make me want to burn my skin because I imagine that you have skin,  just like I do, ---and the fact that we share that trait sickens me.  Death to all you fuckers.  you are  flat out disgusting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More rant -- I will kill a motherfucker that ever messes with my kids.  Obviously I would try to get out  of doing  prison time for doing that,  by hiring the best lawyers  I could find,  but I would instruct them that the defense I want to use is that the sick bastard that messed with either one of my kids needed killing,  and I just did the thing that needed to be done.  So Yes,  could I kill another human being?  Pretty damn sure I could.  Plus,  I could do it under the right circumstances with no remorse what-so-ever.  Ummmmm yes,  yes I could.  --- Not even going to link the story I am talking about.   just imagine 20 20 Plus,  Imagine me killing someone with zero remorse....       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-3271903002767235049?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3271903002767235049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=3271903002767235049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/3271903002767235049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/3271903002767235049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/bill-gets-disgusted.html' title='Bill Gets disgusted'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-5147066952437979834</id><published>2011-03-20T21:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T21:36:47.317-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oHpek0Y-F7Y/TYaqbi6gD8I/AAAAAAAABcQ/bUm_zWrqk-I/s1600/DSCN0661.JPG'/><title type='text'>sweet sixteen here we come</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Had some tickets to go see Kenney Chesney this past weekend except I chose to go drink some beers at the Gator Basketball game instead.  Kenny is just a Buffet wannabee,  but the gators making it to the suite sixteen right in front of your face is something alltogether different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oHpek0Y-F7Y/TYaqbi6gD8I/AAAAAAAABcQ/bUm_zWrqk-I/s1600/DSCN0661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oHpek0Y-F7Y/TYaqbi6gD8I/AAAAAAAABcQ/bUm_zWrqk-I/s400/DSCN0661.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586339778005045186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gHy5MJonYrE/TYaqbYDZZmI/AAAAAAAABcI/OT111WQV5Ik/s1600/DSCN0657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gHy5MJonYrE/TYaqbYDZZmI/AAAAAAAABcI/OT111WQV5Ik/s400/DSCN0657.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586339775089567330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not alot of good pictures but none the less it was awesome &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-5147066952437979834?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/5147066952437979834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=5147066952437979834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/5147066952437979834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/5147066952437979834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/sweet-sixteen-here-we-come.html' title='sweet sixteen here we come'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oHpek0Y-F7Y/TYaqbi6gD8I/AAAAAAAABcQ/bUm_zWrqk-I/s72-c/DSCN0661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-4114124627290945311</id><published>2011-03-16T22:28:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T22:35:28.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Mocked for rocking the Red Razor</title><content type='html'>New thing lately  is for my friends to mock me because of my outdated Cell Phone.  I rock a razor.   Its so very 2002.   Everyone goes around with their Smart phones nowadays,  whereas I still use the old flippy Red Razor.   They treat it like a celebrity sighting.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yRHe-HrJUyI/TYFyjZ1Z8fI/AAAAAAAABb4/_BB_-WYYy-I/s400/DSCN0508.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584870965471998450" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She wanted this photo like a Hunter wants a picture with a Wildebeast he just killed.  Its like me and My Red Razor are so weird you just have to get a Picture with it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-4114124627290945311?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/4114124627290945311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=4114124627290945311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/4114124627290945311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/4114124627290945311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/getting-mocked-for-rocking-red-razor.html' title='Getting Mocked for rocking the Red Razor'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yRHe-HrJUyI/TYFyjZ1Z8fI/AAAAAAAABb4/_BB_-WYYy-I/s72-c/DSCN0508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-2988082278828271556</id><published>2011-03-16T21:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T21:36:51.267-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cowboy Son</title><content type='html'>It was ill advised.   I was in the moment.  I was in Texas,  and not only that, It  was the largest Country bar ever.    They had a gift shop, and again,  I admit it was ill advised, and not only that, I already had quite a few beers,  so what the hell, when in Ancient Rome, wear a toga,  When in Texas wear a Cowboy Hat.  &lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried it on and then bought it,  but just like you should not drive drunk, you shouldn't buy Cowboy Hats when you are drunk either.   It almost fit,  but "almost" is  the key word.  It was to small.  I wore it that night in the bar,  but the next day when I  sobered up, it was clear the thing was just to damn small.      For me.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its just a little big for my son,  but he will grow into it.&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wnrtoOWzAhg/TYFlMu_Es6I/AAAAAAAABbw/qOC_TWhlT3Q/s400/DSCN0647.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584856282361541538" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-2988082278828271556?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/2988082278828271556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=2988082278828271556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/2988082278828271556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/2988082278828271556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/cowboy-son.html' title='Cowboy Son'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wnrtoOWzAhg/TYFlMu_Es6I/AAAAAAAABbw/qOC_TWhlT3Q/s72-c/DSCN0647.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-1803103201868250740</id><published>2011-03-14T22:40:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T22:52:58.739-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More on the Lincoln Lawyer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I Read in today's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gainesville&lt;/span&gt; Sun that the Character of Mickey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Haller&lt;/span&gt; is based &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;loosely&lt;/span&gt; on Dan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Daly&lt;/span&gt;. Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Daly&lt;/span&gt;  used to be The Author's roommate when they went to The University of Florida.   Dan is now a Criminal  defense  attorney in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Gainesville&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cktMEPgBLmg/TX7SO-ddbcI/AAAAAAAABbo/CU430dP5th0/s400/bilde.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584131742712556994" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Photo from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Gainesville&lt;/span&gt; Sun,  and  is of Michael &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Connely&lt;/span&gt; (the Author)  on the Left.  The guy next to him is an Attorney named Roger Mills,  Dan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Daly&lt;/span&gt; is next to him  and then of course &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;McConaughey&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://www.gainesville.com/article/20110313/ARTICLES/110319953&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-1803103201868250740?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/1803103201868250740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=1803103201868250740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/1803103201868250740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/1803103201868250740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/more-on-lincoln-lawyer.html' title='More on the Lincoln Lawyer'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cktMEPgBLmg/TX7SO-ddbcI/AAAAAAAABbo/CU430dP5th0/s72-c/bilde.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-8024599812387436476</id><published>2011-03-14T22:10:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T22:22:52.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Translation for rednecks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:25.2px;"&gt;This past Saturday I took my kids over to Melbourne to see my Grandma on her 91stBirthday.  My Dad came up From Miami, and we all went to the Red Lobster for Lunch.  She seemed like she really had a good time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:21.6px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2IfwAsYas88/TX7K19lzmMI/AAAAAAAABbY/eXhqBQlbpDc/s400/DSCN0642.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584123616401004738" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:21.6px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:21.6px;"&gt;Then on the way back over to Tampa, We stopped at a camp on the St. Johns River to ride in an Airboat and saw this sign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:21.6px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-modiVixROPM/TX7Lq931CEI/AAAAAAAABbg/57cl4AdbgL0/s400/DSCN0646.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584124527009663042" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:21.6px;"&gt;thats just good translation Right there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-8024599812387436476?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8024599812387436476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=8024599812387436476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/8024599812387436476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/8024599812387436476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-past-saturday-i-took-my-kids-over.html' title='Translation for rednecks!'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2IfwAsYas88/TX7K19lzmMI/AAAAAAAABbY/eXhqBQlbpDc/s72-c/DSCN0642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-7739048285088400243</id><published>2011-03-11T08:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T08:42:42.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A quote from Mark Twain</title><content type='html'>"It ain't what you don't know that gets you into trouble. It's what you know for sure that just ain't so." - Mark Twain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-7739048285088400243?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/7739048285088400243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=7739048285088400243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/7739048285088400243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/7739048285088400243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/quote-from-mark-twain.html' title='A quote from Mark Twain'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-2876246413347559717</id><published>2011-03-10T22:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T23:26:29.849-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The transition from being in that one  moment, to having your face bleed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love when its raining in the morning and you just wake up in your bed from sleeping.   It's around 6:30 in the morning and It's about 60 degrees, but you are under the covers,  so its perfect.  You know you should get up, but you also know that you can afford to just lay there for at least another 20 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When you first wake up in that situation,  you just find yourself loving every thing about it.  It's cold,  but you are under the covers.  Your awake,  but still completely relaxed in the bed and the pillows are actually  just an extension of yourself.  They are like part of your own head.  The noise the rain makes is like Music.   For a few minutes You are in the moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Doesn't take long though,  and thoughts start coming into your head to mess it all up.  For me, it began with worrying if the Bucs  are going to give Tiki Barber a chance for his comeback. Its well known that Raheem Morris loves Rhonde Barber and they would only need to pay Tiki  the veteran Minimum,  so they  just might do it.  That would be so messed up because Tiki seems like  such an asshole and he might ruin the chemistry of that team .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then I started thinking about the T.V. Show: &lt;i&gt;How I met your Mother.    &lt;/i&gt;When the hell are we ever going to see when Ted actually meets her? Love that show,  but damn, lets just meet her already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After that, I started thinking about the  work related issues I am dealing with,  and before you know it,  You realize you are not in the moment anymore.  You are not enjoying the coldness thats cancelled out by the covers,  or the rain pattering down like music,  and the pillows being a part of your head, so you try to get back to that place.  Only now, your mind is racing.  What the hell is the deal with the Miami Heat? What time is it?  Have I laid here to long and now I am not going to have time to eat some  breakfast?  I should have bought some more razors because the one I am using is  getting dull.  I wish I lived closer to my work so I could lay here longer and try to get back to that place where I just was when I had  woken up to the 60 degree weather with the canceling out covers,  and the pillows that were part of my head.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You can't do it,  you can't get there now.  You are awake,  and it's time to deal with the day.  I only barely cut myself shaving this morning. It hardly bled at all.   I did not get to wet going from my apartment to the car,  because at least by the time I had taken my shower, cut myself shaving,   got dressed and rushed out without having the time to eat breakfast, the rain that was coming down like Music back when I was in that special place, had let up enough so the music it was playing was more like a piccolo solo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-2876246413347559717?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/2876246413347559717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=2876246413347559717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/2876246413347559717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/2876246413347559717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/transition-from-being-in-that-one.html' title='The transition from being in that one  moment, to having your face bleed'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-5982254978359085053</id><published>2011-03-09T19:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T19:50:16.281-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lincoln Lawyer</title><content type='html'>Finished reading the &lt;i&gt;Lincoln Lawyer&lt;/i&gt; Just in time for it to come out in the theaters Next weekend.   Excellent story,  solid writing and good pacing. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sp_PRwELjcY/TXge1uFJfuI/AAAAAAAABbQ/RSXm0PK5K1Q/s400/DSCN0636.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582245646377254626" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking forward to seeing the movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-5982254978359085053?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/5982254978359085053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=5982254978359085053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/5982254978359085053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/5982254978359085053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/lincoln-lawyer.html' title='The Lincoln Lawyer'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sp_PRwELjcY/TXge1uFJfuI/AAAAAAAABbQ/RSXm0PK5K1Q/s72-c/DSCN0636.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-3441578968429886622</id><published>2011-03-09T00:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T00:30:22.929-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed Emotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Watching this makes me feel Joy and Sadness all at the same time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is a weird combination.  It's like eating a Salty, and Sweet, piece of Pizza, and not hating that,  or putting Hot Sauce,  (which I love)  on Ice cream, which I also love.  You just never think of mixing those flavors and yet here is a mix of flavors for your eyes. -  Your Eyes and your emotions are just more advanced than your taste-buds.  They can process the contradictions inherent in the visual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/ht5yucPQtQ4?rel=0" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Overall,  I realize the Joy in watching this truly out-weighs the underlying sadness,  otherwise you really could not stand it.  I have watched it about ten times,  and each time it makes me cry.  I honestly don't want to watch it enough where I don't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-3441578968429886622?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3441578968429886622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=3441578968429886622&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/3441578968429886622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/3441578968429886622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/mixed-emotions.html' title='Mixed Emotions'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ht5yucPQtQ4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-4750602005705831723</id><published>2011-03-07T21:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T22:02:11.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some things I did this weekend</title><content type='html'>- This weekend I met a guy who lost his son.  Parents are not supposed to outlive their children.  I just told him how I could not even imagine,  and that furthermore I can't even try to imagine it.&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a lot of good beer at the  festival,  Had a couple of beers that sucked as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rode that Trolly and shared it with as many people as would fit.  Every single seat was filled,  and the aisle was standing room only.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw the &lt;i&gt;Adjustment Bureau&lt;/i&gt;,  and was kind of disappointed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drank a really good bottle of wine this weekend as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-4750602005705831723?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/4750602005705831723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=4750602005705831723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/4750602005705831723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/4750602005705831723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/some-things-i-did-this-weekend.html' title='Some things I did this weekend'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-6835626541656133357</id><published>2011-03-04T23:40:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T00:05:48.597-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is a Great Country and I know because I shared some wine tonight with a Great American</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You can file this under stuff that might only interest me,  but damn if it wasn't fascinating.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I met a Colonel tonight,  he was recently stationed here in Tampa, At Mac Dill.   His job is to basically coordinate laying multiple  railroad lines in Afghanistan.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The United States Army has researched the minerals lying underneath the Country of Afghanistan and have found it to be rich in Iron Ore and some other Minerals as well.  They also are aware that the Taliban takes advantage of the serious lack of wealth within that country, and they basically hire people to their side at really minimal money.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Long Term,  the military believes that if they can teach the people to take advantage of the Natural Resources available in Afghanistan and make money from that,  they will not be so eager to follow the ridiculous ways and the influence  of the Taliban.  They believe many of the people they are fighting and who are shooting guns at American Soldiers,  are basically only doing it for the money.  If those men  had easier ways to make money, that also  included not getting shot at and potentially killed by American Troops,  they believe the resistance would be wiped out.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Colonel's job is to coordinate the laying of the infrastructure they will need to take advantage of the resources that are supposedly abundant in the soils of  that Country.  It's like fighting a war by using your MBA.  This guy believes he can make a difference,  and so do I.  He is committed and was as an intelligent a human being as I have ever met. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Additionally,  the dude is a career &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Military&lt;/span&gt; Officer and his re-assignment to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mac Dill&lt;/span&gt; was just part of his job.  His Wife and family are in another State, and he will commute back most weekends,  but the reality is,  He believes what he is going to be doing is worth the inconvenience to his personal life.  Dude is Awesome.  Dude makes me glad to be an American.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-6835626541656133357?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6835626541656133357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=6835626541656133357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/6835626541656133357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/6835626541656133357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-is-great-country-and-i-know.html' title='This is a Great Country and I know because I shared some wine tonight with a Great American'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442722611408434721.post-5073053559710254374</id><published>2011-03-03T21:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T21:48:24.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>March is looking solid</title><content type='html'>Hello March!  &lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of good things going on this March.  We got through our quarterly board meetings.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Daughter got accepted to an elite program for High School.  (she will turn it down because she is waiting on an even more elite invitation.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kenny  Chesney is giving a concert later on this month and I am going,  so that is good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The NFL extended the deadline for a day, and maybe thats just to try to show us fans that they are working on it,  but that is better then when they scheduled a meeting and blew it off because its just to hard to argue about money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking forward to this Saturday in Ybor City with the beer fest they have going on.  that will be fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Hamstring is getting better and I think I will be able to run again soon,  in the mean time while I have not been able to work out I have been good about watching what I eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Storm are going to be playing again soon as well.  Good Month March.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442722611408434721-5073053559710254374?l=stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/feeds/5073053559710254374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3442722611408434721&amp;postID=5073053559710254374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/5073053559710254374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3442722611408434721/posts/default/5073053559710254374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffyouthinkyouneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/march-is-looking-solid.html' title='March is looking solid'/><author><name>Bill From Gainesville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160763250768272842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zPgAxv_xas0/SCCslIqxOTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmd8x-K2-i4/S220/172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
