<?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-5681798</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:22:41.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>head of the class</title><subtitle type='html'>are you working?
how about now?
and now?

good.
email me at natalieh@statenet.com
</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>185</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108431322729006004</id><published>2004-05-11T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T15:07:07.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've had all I can take, and I can takes no more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets try this out.&lt;br /&gt;http://thehead916.pitas.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-108431322729006004?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108431322729006004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108431322729006004' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108431322729006004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108431322729006004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/05/ive-had-all-i-can-take-and-i-can-takes.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108422101871234399</id><published>2004-05-10T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T13:30:18.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think due to the &lt;br /&gt;sad computer technology &lt;br /&gt;that work employs my &lt;br /&gt;time blogging may be coming to an end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, my browser is so old that I can't &lt;br /&gt;even read the help pages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, I can't even &lt;br /&gt;read my old posts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will someone click on the links (especially the comments) and email me and tell me what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-108422101871234399?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108422101871234399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108422101871234399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108422101871234399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108422101871234399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-think-due-to-sad-computer-technology.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108421691157012168</id><published>2004-05-10T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T12:21:51.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogger has a new &lt;br /&gt;look and it is scareing me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uben Studdard - If "The Velvet Teddy Bear" doesn?t want to become known as "The Velveeta Teddy&lt;br /&gt;       Bear," he might want to idle his meat and dairy intake. "Simon says" you can fly without wings if you eat&lt;br /&gt;       more like a bird-lots of whole grains, nuts, and fruit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Luciano Pavarotti - This living legend is living large-he?s three tenors rolled into one! Aria worried&lt;br /&gt;       about your cholesterol, Luciano? Pitch the prosciutto and start singing the praises of veggie pizza. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Michael Moore - Looks like the Downsize This author has been doing too much supersizing. The awful&lt;br /&gt;       truth is that animal products are packed with fat and cholesterol. Before he gets too big for his britches,&lt;br /&gt;       Moore should stay away from the stupid white meat and embrace tofu, the other "other white meat." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       John Goodman - TV?s West Wing guest star looks like he?s been indulging in a few too many buffalo&lt;br /&gt;       wings. A favorite on both the big and small screens, Goodman will be too big for any screen if he doesn?t&lt;br /&gt;       act fast. Here?s the skinny: Even skinless chicken contains about the same amount of cholesterol as beef&lt;br /&gt;       and is 23 percent fat in terms of calorie percentages. The Raising Arizona star should do more grazing&lt;br /&gt;       and less braising. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       John Madden - If this Monday Night Football host really wants to tackle his weight problem, he should&lt;br /&gt;       take a page from the PETA playbook: Pass on the "turducken" and rush for the salad bar. And because&lt;br /&gt;       eating meat clogs arteries to all organs (not just the heart), Madden may find that he scores more&lt;br /&gt;       touchdowns off the playing field if he switches to a vegetarian diet.&lt;br /&gt;Velveta teddy bear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really who the fuck wrote these puns? Maybe some protien would help&lt;br /&gt;you comedy writing skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pass on the turducken and rush the salad bar makes me want to rip out my&lt;br /&gt;own eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These lucky stars will be receiving PETA?s "Veg Eye for the Fat Guy"&lt;br /&gt;makeover kit, including copies of PETA?s vegetarian starter kit, which&lt;br /&gt;is chock-full of easy tips on how to switch from meaty to meatless, and&lt;br /&gt;The PETA Celebrity Cookbook, which makes vegetarian cooking super&lt;br /&gt;simple, as well as samples of delicious, low-fat veggie food, including&lt;br /&gt;"fib ribs," "fakin? bacon," and Tofurky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somethin tells me John Madden hasn't been dying for a good fib ribs recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For fucks sakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since when is PETA even qualified to make poor fat puns anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-108421691157012168?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108421691157012168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108421691157012168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108421691157012168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108421691157012168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/05/blogger-has-new-look-and-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108389850586699306</id><published>2004-05-06T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T19:58:18.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nope still couldn't link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damm it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nipponham.co.jp/winny/kazari/index.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-108389850586699306?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108389850586699306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108389850586699306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108389850586699306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108389850586699306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/05/nope-still-couldnt-link-damm-it.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108389839543958669</id><published>2004-05-06T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T19:56:28.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoo weee,&lt;br /&gt;I do love posting on a nice fancy computer that gives me all the tool bar fancyness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should re-name this blog bitchin about technology.&lt;br /&gt;I am in class right now. this very second. My teacher is holding class in the &lt;br /&gt;computer lab, bad idea lady. Office work has taught me that if I am in front &lt;br /&gt;of a computer I don't have to do anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this class, I feel like typing that in the class will surely catch up with me in the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not even listening, she is droning on and on. &lt;br /&gt;half the class isn't even listening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note it is free food day here at city college, &lt;br /&gt;I have been here for two meals &lt;br /&gt;pancakes for breakfast &lt;br /&gt;hotdog for lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;handrumming and framed paintings of Bob Marley, for sale to all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a list!!!! &lt;br /&gt;wow what a novel idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS THAT SUCK ABOUT CLASS TONIGHT&lt;br /&gt;1. One hour down, two to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. it is freezing in here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Hot dog based stomach ache. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. my teachers inability to talk for 20 seconds without saying ummmm many times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Her announcement tonight that she noticed that she scheduled our final after school ends thus moving everything up a week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A woman is talking right now about proper "signage" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Class tonight is about library services for disabled children, it has now moved up to &lt;br /&gt;english as a second language readers. Are we suggesting that forgieners are disabled?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. my class enemy, the ugliest rudest lady that middle age can call its own. &lt;br /&gt;although I can;t see I am guessing she is rocking some sort of looney tunes &lt;br /&gt;gear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. the knowledge that the class will end with her telling us a story.&lt;br /&gt;she is one of those adults who are fans of the "oral tradition" &lt;br /&gt;(not in the way you think). But damm it I do not need a 55 year old woman telling me a fucking folk tale at nine at night when I haven't been home in 13 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to nurture my inner child. &lt;br /&gt;I know this post is over, but if I stop I will have nothing to do.  &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can I link it? &lt;br /&gt;yes when it is simply a pretty shiny little button I can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like weiner dogs?&lt;a href="http://www.nipponham.co.jp/winny/kazari/index.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-108389839543958669?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108389839543958669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108389839543958669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108389839543958669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108389839543958669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/05/whoo-weee-i-do-love-posting-on-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108388528804913232</id><published>2004-05-06T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T16:19:07.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This one is for you summer, and hot dog lovers everywhere, watch out!&lt;br /&gt;that is one bad ass hot dog.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   Woman Claims Hot Dog Contained&lt;br /&gt;                   Bullet &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   IRVINE, Calif. - Costco workers checked the merchandise at its&lt;br /&gt;                   food court and found nothing out of the ordinary after a woman claimed&lt;br /&gt;                   she bit into a bullet while eating a hot dog, the company's chief executive&lt;br /&gt;                   officer said Wednesday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    Police interviewed workers and opened all of the approximately 25&lt;br /&gt;                    remaining hot dog packages after Olivia Chanes, 31, reported the&lt;br /&gt;                   incident, CEO Jim Sinegal said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   "We checked everything thoroughly," Sinegal said by phone from&lt;br /&gt;                   Costco's corporate office near Seattle. "Obviously, it's regrettable. ... The&lt;br /&gt;                   question is when could something like this happen." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   Chanes told police she was eating the hot dog Sunday afternoon at the&lt;br /&gt;                   store in Irvine, about 40 miles south of downtown Los Angeles, when she&lt;br /&gt;                   bit into something hard and found what officers determined was a live 9&lt;br /&gt;                   mm round. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   Chanes, of Mission Viejo, later went to the hospital complaining of&lt;br /&gt;                   stomach pains and X-rays found what appeared to be another bullet in&lt;br /&gt;                   her stomach, The Orange County Register reported. Doctors told her the&lt;br /&gt;                   metal round would eventually pass out of her system, the newspaper said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   The company CEO said he was not aware of any legal claim filed by&lt;br /&gt;                   Chanes. Police and the Orange County Health Department are&lt;br /&gt;                   investigating the incident. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   The Hebrew National hot dogs are carefully prepared, go through a&lt;br /&gt;                   screening process and pass through a metal detector before they leave&lt;br /&gt;                   the factory - making it extremely unlikely the bullets entered before&lt;br /&gt;                   distribution, Sinegal said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   "This is such an extraordinary thing," he said. "It's difficult to understand&lt;br /&gt;                   how this could have happened." &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-108388528804913232?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108388528804913232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108388528804913232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108388528804913232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108388528804913232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/05/this-one-is-for-you-summer-and-hot-dog.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108388483291237515</id><published>2004-05-06T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T16:10:26.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I got new comments.&lt;br /&gt;sadly because of our good friend netscape 4.76 &lt;br /&gt;copyright 1997-2000 I cannot read them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damm it. &lt;br /&gt;I give up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-108388483291237515?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108388483291237515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108388483291237515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108388483291237515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108388483291237515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/05/well-i-got-new-comments.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108386923074358852</id><published>2004-05-06T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T11:50:23.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>according to the national enquirer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Belushi and "Catwoman" Julie Newmar are embroiled in Hollywood's&lt;br /&gt;wackiest feud! The 70-year-old actress accuses the "According to Jim"&lt;br /&gt;star of cruelly tormenting her.  But Belushi's spokesman insists Newmar&lt;br /&gt;is to blame for the feud. In fact, she was charged with tossing eggs at&lt;br /&gt;his home! The ENQUIRER has all the bizarre details of this star vs.&lt;br /&gt;star war.  "Jim Belushi is an aggressive bully," Julie told The&lt;br /&gt;ENQUIRER in an exclusive interview.  "He continually disregards the law&lt;br /&gt;when it comes to his house and property.  "And if I complain, he&lt;br /&gt;threatens me.  'I AM SO RICH' "One day he tried to intimidate me by&lt;br /&gt;yelling, 'I am so rich, I could wipe you out!' "I said, 'I am glad to&lt;br /&gt;hear that. I hope you make so much money that you'll buy a bigger home&lt;br /&gt;and move away from me!' "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the article goes on and on about their neighborly wars, but this part is my&lt;br /&gt;favorite,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" He drove by my house on his motor scooter, stopped his scooter,&lt;br /&gt;raised his fist and yelled at me, 'This is war!' " said Julie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now wait a fucking second, belushi, on a scooter?&lt;br /&gt;now thats funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why was a man with his on show, (not a small man mind you)&lt;br /&gt;riding around on a motorscooter menacing Julie neumar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first craigs list ad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://sacramento.craigslist.org/mis/30481173.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-108386923074358852?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108386923074358852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108386923074358852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108386923074358852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108386923074358852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/05/according-to-national-enquirer-jim.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108336656838697707</id><published>2004-04-30T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T16:12:35.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, I know still no comments but rest assured eventually they will&lt;br /&gt;return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then I can say what I want with the complete freedom of not knowing&lt;br /&gt;what you think (although what would I say that was really that scandelous)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing too exciting today, regualr old friday, waiting to go have a beer&lt;br /&gt;at five like the rest of the working slobs of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today I brought the following cd's to work,&lt;br /&gt;Nation of Ulysses (welcome back sassy svenonius)&lt;br /&gt;the Shangra-la's&lt;br /&gt;Gorillaz&lt;br /&gt;Belle and Sebastian&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;The boss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to look at my cd's and wonder what it says about my mood for the&lt;br /&gt;day, today I got nothin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having a bit of a return to wanting to listen to music all the time,&lt;br /&gt;I think its time for a solo night of record listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does this make me old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My complaints of the week you ask?  (And I KNOW you were asking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unreturned email, usually just bullshit small stuff but I have&lt;br /&gt;several floating around in the world. Come on people hit reply and type&lt;br /&gt;three fuckin words, I know you aint too busy, and if you are reading this&lt;br /&gt;and yet not emailing me back, you are just sad.  its like gettin my&lt;br /&gt;witty banter and none of the irritating spelling mistakes or misread&lt;br /&gt;sarcasm. (if this refers to you sorry, but get the job done, unless of&lt;br /&gt;course you are my teacher in which case stop reading this right now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People using my shit without asking, gentlemen from new york I am lookin&lt;br /&gt;in your direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work, I just hate working, if only I was vince and could retire early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My great loves of the week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an 84 on my math test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first BBQ of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sweet voice of one Mr. Ian McCulloch (I know this is an old one but the&lt;br /&gt;seasons changing always make him appeal to me so much more, I think it is a&lt;br /&gt;nostagia thing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school ending in a few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering how funny it is to refer to myself as The Fashionable Fatass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-108336656838697707?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108336656838697707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108336656838697707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108336656838697707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108336656838697707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/04/hello-i-know-still-no-comments-but.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108327449572661539</id><published>2004-04-29T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T14:38:01.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This was the message of spam sent to a company bulliten board today,&lt;br /&gt;these make me laugh, I just don't understand whay they list all of these&lt;br /&gt;words. (needless to say I am not real computer savy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inescapable decorate druid indisputable nomogram muck conrail&lt;br /&gt;anamorphic debt slay evil whereby airy degrease beethoven scurry&lt;br /&gt;apocrypha bath clientele anything comply snap mitten expression nomad&lt;br /&gt;transcribe ban china removal awesome integer bitt department supplicate&lt;br /&gt;haircut effluent boutique controllable fist shore been ferromagnetism&lt;br /&gt;graves impeccable simulate holcomb cadenza roughish composite cinnabar&lt;br /&gt;jimenez roustabout bird cabinetmake convalescent headquarter rail&lt;br /&gt;atmosphere emphatic kellogg industry booby marco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I just like it ending with booby marco.&lt;br /&gt;I imagine booby to be an aging vegas act, much like shecky green.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-108327449572661539?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108327449572661539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108327449572661539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108327449572661539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108327449572661539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/04/this-was-message-of-spam-sent-to.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108308939807904829</id><published>2004-04-27T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T11:13:02.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got this link from from the always great www.blacktable.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves tron, and will admit that spandex does nothing to&lt;br /&gt;hide obesity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.ibiblio.org/jmaynard/TRONcostume/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kudos to you Jay Manard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be 95 degrees today, apparently summer is here.&lt;br /&gt;its not so bad but I really need a little bit of time to acclimate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least I am not wearing a spandex tron costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-108308939807904829?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108308939807904829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108308939807904829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108308939807904829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108308939807904829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-got-this-link-from-from-always-great.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108301580414544674</id><published>2004-04-26T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T14:46:27.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think this Craigs list poster may learn that no, there are no &lt;br /&gt;female Rush fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his 23rd time? The man loves canadian fairy rock i guess.&lt;br /&gt;****************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any Female Rush Fans? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tickets to the Concord show and the Sacrament Rush show... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking for a female Rush fan who would like to go to one of them with the extra ticket I have.... I will be selling the tix to the&lt;br /&gt;night I dont go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: male, 37, handsome, nice... Big Rush fan..will be the 23rd time seeing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: Female, 30-40ish, cute, nice, and fun. Be a Rush fan...:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me know if interested.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-108301580414544674?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108301580414544674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108301580414544674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108301580414544674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108301580414544674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-think-this-craigs-list-poster-may.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108301492454253783</id><published>2004-04-26T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T14:31:47.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry about the comments, i tried to replace them, thus erasing my whole&lt;br /&gt;blog (or at least so it seemed) but it is fixed and now I am paranoid to&lt;br /&gt;re-do the comments, email me if you have a great hankering to do it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went through a brief stage where I was obsessed with real dolls,&lt;br /&gt;My favorite thing is people who pose them like real ladies and post them to&lt;br /&gt;their websites,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people, meet Bill and his sexy lady Leah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.victorias-closet.com/Delta/leah.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Take note if you sit right by your boss or are anywhere people could be&lt;br /&gt;offended beware the last few pictures are a bit scary)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, do these people ever take them out in public to try and pass them&lt;br /&gt;as real ladies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also glad to see that Leah is taking an interest in playing keyboard,&lt;br /&gt;it is important to be a well rounded lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you go to the main site there are tons of pictures but I am choosing to&lt;br /&gt;skip most of them. plus there is a creepy one of a real doll playing with barbies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-108301492454253783?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108275402183731422</id><published>2004-04-23T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T14:04:02.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Allright, after my demand of more comments I can no longer open them &lt;br /&gt;and read them. &lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but I am guessing it this crap ass work &lt;br /&gt;computer.&lt;br /&gt;Or because Haloscan fancied things up somewhere that the &lt;br /&gt;stone age beast can't comprehend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this thing.&lt;br /&gt;(no computer just kidding I love you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I will find new comments somewhere. &lt;br /&gt;sad, that means all of these ones will dissapear. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-108275402183731422?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108275402183731422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108275402183731422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108275402183731422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108275402183731422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/04/allright-after-my-demand-of-more.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108274698574059091</id><published>2004-04-23T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T12:06:06.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the news, a man who really doesn't need to be hit in the face.&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately no teeth were lost is my favorite line. &lt;br /&gt;Apparently Shane protects those last two with his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shane MacGowan Beaten Up In London Pub &lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;br /&gt;                      Former Pogues singer Shane MacGowan has been attacked with a metal bar in&lt;br /&gt;                      a London pub and taken to hospital in a seemingly motiveless assault.&lt;br /&gt;                      McGowan suffered facial injuries in the attack. The 46-year-old was assaulted&lt;br /&gt;                      at the Joiner's Arms in Belgravia at around 6.30pm on Monday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      According to police sources, MacGowan, was taken to St Thomas' Hospital&lt;br /&gt;                      after the attack but did not require any treatment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Apparently MacGowan suffered a fractured cheekbone after being kicked,&lt;br /&gt;                      punched and hit with a metal bar in the attack. Fortunately no teeth were lost&lt;br /&gt;                      in the incident. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Two men in their early 20s were arrested and later released on police bail.&lt;br /&gt;&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/5681798-108274698574059091?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108274698574059091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108274698574059091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108274698574059091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108274698574059091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/04/in-news-man-who-really-doesnt-need-to.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108274639219355388</id><published>2004-04-23T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T11:56:12.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://home.mn.rr.com/couplandesque/quizzes/rockchick.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was courtney Love in this quiz to see what rock chick I am&lt;br /&gt;I am embarassed by this, but we do have a lot in common&lt;br /&gt;like a love of hillbilly herion and too much plastic surgery&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-108274639219355388?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108274639219355388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108274639219355388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108274639219355388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108274639219355388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/04/httphome.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108266671044607766</id><published>2004-04-22T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T13:48:54.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And they say all the good catches are already taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with fourteen years of celebacy and preparing for the apocolypse&lt;br /&gt;to take care of he is a steal of a man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.geocities.com/bingo3539/about_john.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have become obessed with my comments, I check them several times a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who use them keep up the good work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For everyone else, like people with bitch I don't update enough get on it&lt;br /&gt;for god's sakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-108266671044607766?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108266671044607766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108266671044607766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108266671044607766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108266671044607766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/04/and-they-say-all-good-catches-are.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108250726203832664</id><published>2004-04-20T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T17:30:39.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess I love the giant list. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres another one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://headshundred.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-108250726203832664?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108250726203832664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108250726203832664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108250726203832664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108250726203832664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-guess-i-love-giant-list.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108250431579987499</id><published>2004-04-20T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T16:41:33.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is no great suprise that the CEO of McDonalds died of a heart attack&lt;br /&gt;on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad, but no great suprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news Blender magazine has named We Built this City by Starship as&lt;br /&gt;the worst song ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rounding out the top 10:&lt;br /&gt;"Achy Breaky Heart," Billy Ray Cyrus&lt;br /&gt;"Everybody Have Fun Tonight" Wang Chung;&lt;br /&gt;Rollin'," Limp Bizkit;&lt;br /&gt;Ice Ice Baby," Vanilla Ice;&lt;br /&gt;The Heart of Rock &amp; Roll," Huey Lewis and the News;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't Worry Be Happy," Bobby McFerrin&lt;br /&gt;"Party All the Time," Eddie Murphy&lt;br /&gt;"American Life," Madonna;&lt;br /&gt;"Ebony and Ivory," Paul McCartney and Stevie Wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I disagree with some of those, I mean I certainly don't love&lt;br /&gt;Heart of Rock and Roll but it doesn't even touch the horror of Jerry&lt;br /&gt;Mungo's "In the Summertime" or at least half of the No doubt catalog.&lt;br /&gt;and Toby Keiths "Courtesy of the Red White and Blue" is all of the way down&lt;br /&gt;at #22.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they were frightened he would put a boot up their ass, after&lt;br /&gt;all it is the American way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-108250431579987499?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108250431579987499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108250431579987499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108250431579987499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108250431579987499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/04/it-is-no-great-suprise-that-ceo-of.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108241713292321838</id><published>2004-04-19T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T16:28:29.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The guy is shutting down the site for a while so ladies get those entries&lt;br /&gt;in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.fypl.info/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-108241713292321838?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108241713292321838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108241713292321838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108241713292321838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108241713292321838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/04/guy-is-shutting-down-site-for-while-so.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108241581645705064</id><published>2004-04-19T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T16:07:18.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Allright, my LA list is at hand.&lt;br /&gt;we went to see trekkies 2.&lt;br /&gt;it was great and I have a non speaking role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREATEST THINGS ABOUT MY TRIP TO LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Obviously the movie itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Seeing Mike talking to Denise Crosby (tasha Yar) I don't know what&lt;br /&gt;he was saying but she was smiling politly and sort of backing away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Eating at pinks hotdogs. I am obsessed with the hotdog documentary&lt;br /&gt;on PBS and this is one of the places in it. If you think colelsaw on a hot&lt;br /&gt;dog is gross you are so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Seeing Rodney bingenheimer at Katner's deli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Jay and Al talking about being famous the whole way there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. seeing Gabriel Koerner at the premiere and freaking out. (he was the&lt;br /&gt;nerdy kid from bakersfield in the first one) He has grown up and&lt;br /&gt;everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. seeing NokillI drinking in the Paramount parking lot in mikes van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Joel being dressed up in a white lady wig and fake fur coat and calling&lt;br /&gt;himself Coors DeBlanc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly no d list celebrities though.&lt;br /&gt;The movie is going straight to video in August, please see it. I think it&lt;br /&gt;is my greatest moment ever.&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/5681798-108241581645705064?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108241581645705064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108241581645705064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108241581645705064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108241581645705064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/04/allright-my-la-list-is-at-hand.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108189807319550736</id><published>2004-04-13T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T16:17:23.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am going to gone until monday from work.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to LA for the premiere of the &lt;br /&gt;movie Trekkies 2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you this because thats why I won't be posting &lt;br /&gt;not laziness I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope I see some D list celebrities.&lt;br /&gt;or Will Wheaton, despite Heathers claims that &lt;br /&gt;he is too classy to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Joey Tata is there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-108189807319550736?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108189807319550736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108189807319550736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108189807319550736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108189807319550736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-am-going-to-gone-until-monday-from.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108189311017732322</id><published>2004-04-13T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T14:54:40.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I found this webring online that is all &lt;br /&gt;people making lists of one hundred things about &lt;br /&gt;themselves, right up my alley right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well they wanted it at its own spot (not your regular &lt;br /&gt;page or blog or whatever) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I took the time to start a new blog and put it there.&lt;br /&gt;then I found out the webring isn't accepting new members,&lt;br /&gt;and I ain't movin the damm thing over here, so now I &lt;br /&gt;will send you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://headshundred.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-108189311017732322?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108189311017732322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108189311017732322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108189311017732322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108189311017732322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/04/so-i-found-this-webring-online-that-is.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108179717576807270</id><published>2004-04-12T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T12:15:45.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Allright I won't even discuss my lack of postings, suffice to say I&lt;br /&gt;don't update often enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this craigs list posting needs to be commented on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extreme Makeoever - m4w - 40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply to: anon-28040645@craigslist.org&lt;br /&gt;Date: 2004-04-04, 11:29AM PDT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want an augmentation? eyes lasered? teeth fixed? Liposuction? Are you fine,&lt;br /&gt;but have just a couple flaws you'd like to address?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I propose that you become my mistress and over the course of our friendship&lt;br /&gt;I'll pay to make you even more perfect. I'm a very&lt;br /&gt;successful, married, good looking businessman looking to establish a&lt;br /&gt;mutually beneficial relationship with an attractive woman. I am&lt;br /&gt;enchanted with the idea of transforming you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, this weirds me out so much. does he choose the changes?&lt;br /&gt;what if he decides he wants a lady with four tits (and who doesn't?)&lt;br /&gt;do I need to feel obliged? Or what if wants to transform you from&lt;br /&gt;attractive to ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really, really weirds me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wanted to give a kudos to Johnny Hart for another religous themed&lt;br /&gt;B.C. in yesterdays comics,No biblical holiday is complete without it.&lt;br /&gt;strangly I understood it, maybe John is slipping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-108179717576807270?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108179717576807270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108179717576807270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108179717576807270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108179717576807270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/04/allright-i-wont-even-discuss-my-lack.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108129408564609079</id><published>2004-04-06T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T16:30:48.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My poor neglected blog,&lt;br /&gt;and now my comments have dissapeared, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did someone type something mean in to them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although perhaps you can see them and I can't since appaerently my computer&lt;br /&gt;is being possesed by the devil today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also according to a CNN poll found that 23% of those polled don't use&lt;br /&gt;condoms while having sex. Yuckers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with that in mind please enjoy these STD slang terms courtesy of the Butler&lt;br /&gt;county department of health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GONORRHEA&lt;br /&gt;              Slang: "dose", "clap", "drip"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHLAMYDIA&lt;br /&gt;              Slang: "The Clam", "Gooey Stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYPHILIS&lt;br /&gt;              Slang: "Pox", "Bad Blood"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUMAN IMMUNODEFICIENCY VIRUS&lt;br /&gt;              Slang: "Has the Package", "HI-v".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Clam grosses me out the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-108129408564609079?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108129408564609079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108129408564609079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108129408564609079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108129408564609079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/04/my-poor-neglected-blog-and-now-my.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108069427761565782</id><published>2004-03-30T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T16:54:24.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Look out ladies, the man has appeared with Ricardo Montelbon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.twcloud.com/index.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sp many trips to the Sears photo studio, always the same pose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-108069427761565782?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108069427761565782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108069427761565782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108069427761565782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108069427761565782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/03/look-out-ladies-man-has-appeared-with.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108069271908431536</id><published>2004-03-30T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T16:27:55.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhh Craigs list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for Breezy - 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a 22 year old blonde named Breezy, Last known working at&lt;br /&gt;Hometown Buffet on Watt Ave @ Country Club Plaza.&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful woman, need to hook back up with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does he need to hook up with her for more of the all you can eat&lt;br /&gt;sausage with sweet and sour sauce?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did they share meaningful glances over the salad bar, her eyes reflected in&lt;br /&gt;the vats of ranch dressing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres a great offer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big dicked jerk wants some dirty phone sex - m4w - 28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yowza, needless to say I called him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I rely on Craig's list for too much material but damm it its just so&lt;br /&gt;entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-108069271908431536?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108069271908431536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108069271908431536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108069271908431536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108069271908431536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/03/ahhh-craigs-list-looking-for-breezy-24.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108059842865425074</id><published>2004-03-29T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T14:16:23.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wanna pass that drug test fellas? &lt;br /&gt;or just want a new tool that pisses &lt;br /&gt;real reconstituted urine?&lt;br /&gt;either way your prayers have been answered.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.thewhizzinator.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The product pictures are a little graphic for those of you&lt;br /&gt;at your desk but really funny nonetheless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to wear one around. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-108059842865425074?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108059842865425074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108059842865425074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108059842865425074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108059842865425074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/03/wanna-pass-that-drug-test-fellas-or.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108034452385828440</id><published>2004-03-26T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T15:44:35.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes when I am really bored I like to go here&lt;br /&gt;http://members.diaryland.com/&lt;br /&gt;and just start reading peoples online diary/blog thingys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have read and re-read the following passage from a diary called&lt;br /&gt;false_apathy and have decided its the most high school thing I have ever&lt;br /&gt;read. Actually I looked at her profile and she is 14! barely even high&lt;br /&gt;school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I wonder, will Ashley be pregnant by 16?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        just a thought: stephanie knows that i'm not friends w/ ashley&lt;br /&gt;        b, but she finds a way to work her name into a conversation!&lt;br /&gt;        fuck ashley.  she's the one who deserted me. Why the hell was I&lt;br /&gt;        friends with her? Hell's bells, best friends? I mean, something&lt;br /&gt;        fishy was going on. You aren't best friends for 3 full years&lt;br /&gt;        and just forget about them. She has her own flaws-she tries to&lt;br /&gt;        be black. *POSEUR! POSEUR!* She's too happy. Maybe I'm too&lt;br /&gt;        depressing. *Ha. Ha. Ha.* But all in all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        SHE'S A BITCH!&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;	She'll probley be pregnant by the time she's 16. Wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;        surprise me if she was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	well dudez i'm gonna quit writin hur...ttyl ~*~mary~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-108034452385828440?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108034452385828440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108034452385828440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108034452385828440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108034452385828440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/03/sometimes-when-i-am-really-bored-i.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108025421020098214</id><published>2004-03-25T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T14:39:21.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hot damm I am on Blogging fire now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virgin Atlantic wanted to put this&lt;br /&gt;http://www.bathroom-mania.com/urinoir/kisses.html&lt;br /&gt;in their lounge at JFK Airpot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly some feminists got upset, I can't imagine why (insert sarcasm&lt;br /&gt;here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-108025421020098214?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108025421020098214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108025421020098214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108025421020098214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108025421020098214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/03/hot-damm-i-am-on-blogging-fire-now.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108025351827387680</id><published>2004-03-25T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T14:27:49.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Courtesy of Heather, a great website.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.city-data.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look up facts about your favorite town.&lt;br /&gt;and great facts such as these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top Five Cities with the Largest Percentage of Males (pop. 2000+)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Baldwin, Illinois (94%, Median age: 30.7, pop. 3627)&lt;br /&gt;2.Irving, Illinois (90%, Median age: 31.9, pop. 2484)&lt;br /&gt;3.Ina, Illinois (90%, Median age: 33.8, pop. 2455)&lt;br /&gt;4.Altamont, Pennsylvania (87%, Median age: 33.9, pop. 2689)&lt;br /&gt;5.Carlisle, Indiana (86%, Median age: 33.6, pop. 2660)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 5 Cities with the Largest Percentage of Females (pop. 2000+)&lt;br /&gt;1.St. Joseph, Minnesota (68%, Median age: 21.8, pop. 4681)&lt;br /&gt;2.Bryn Mawr, Pennsylvania (68%, Median age: 22.5, pop. 4382)&lt;br /&gt;3.Dugway, Utah (68%, Median age: 19.8, pop. 2016)&lt;br /&gt;4.Lima, Pennsylvania (67%, Median age: 79.1, pop. 3225)&lt;br /&gt;5.Rossmoor, New Jersey (67%, Median age: 76.8, pop. 3129)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Illinois is the land of men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I hate the word Dugway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-108025351827387680?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108025351827387680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108025351827387680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108025351827387680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108025351827387680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/03/courtesy-of-heather-great-website.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108025223596754307</id><published>2004-03-25T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T14:06:27.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Allright, I wasn't at work yesterday so yesterday doesn't officially count&lt;br /&gt;as a skiped blog day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this isn't much of a post, but I am listening to Fake Train the Unwound&lt;br /&gt;record which I haven't listend to in forever, and just the sound of it&lt;br /&gt;makes me want to bust out in some classic 90's dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this mean I like it? I can't even tell. Although I am feeling really&lt;br /&gt;nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90's dancing? Hard to explain. Hurky jerky, hands in pockets. Basically&lt;br /&gt;same as I do now at a show but less tired and jaded.&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/5681798-108025223596754307?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108025223596754307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108025223596754307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108025223596754307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108025223596754307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/03/allright-i-wasnt-at-work-yesterday-so.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-108008524461210487</id><published>2004-03-23T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T15:43:46.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its true, I admit it, I have lost my blog fever. Once we were in love&lt;br /&gt;true, fresh exciting love. We laughed at the same jokes and finished&lt;br /&gt;each others sentences. Now we are like an old married couple. I avoid&lt;br /&gt;the blog. Sometimes I even think of things to write and I don't. Sure I&lt;br /&gt;have been busy, I took some days off, I have been busy but I realize&lt;br /&gt;there is no reason to take it out on blog. Maybe we need counseling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in a baby step kind of way I will write some lists. Not exciting&lt;br /&gt;how crazy my family is or how much I love Eric Neversoft lists something a&lt;br /&gt;bit more mundane. Baby steps, baby steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I AM WEARING&lt;br /&gt;1. New baby blue suede Reeboks, I do love my new shoes.&lt;br /&gt;2. Blue cords, but they keep falling down.&lt;br /&gt;3. White button up shirt with blue stripes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Blue is the color of the day, remember blog when we used to call each&lt;br /&gt;other and talk about what we were going to wear the next day?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CD'S I BROUGHT TO WORK TODAY&lt;br /&gt;1. Blur, Parklife&lt;br /&gt;2. Ian McCulloch, Slideling. (THis is the only one I have listened to)&lt;br /&gt;3. Manic Street Preachers, This is My Truth Tell Me Yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Oasis, Definitely Maybe, This one just went in the CD player.&lt;br /&gt;5. Byrds, Sweethearts of the Rodeo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these CD's just doesn't fit with the others. Apparently I am in a&lt;br /&gt;mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Me and Blogs song is Live Forever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS DISTRACTING ME TODAY&lt;br /&gt;1. Earth 2025,&lt;br /&gt;http://games.swirve.com/earth/&lt;br /&gt;Ohh so sad I have found a new non-blog online distraction. I feel so&lt;br /&gt;ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;2. I swear it was only once.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mtbireland.com/dodge.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh god what have I become, please forgive me Blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I HAD FOR LUNCH&lt;br /&gt;1. Cashews&lt;br /&gt;2. Wheat thins&lt;br /&gt;3. Pear&lt;br /&gt;4. Animal crackers.&lt;br /&gt;5. I had a yogurt but I didn't eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew, that wasn't so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-108008524461210487?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/108008524461210487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=108008524461210487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108008524461210487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/108008524461210487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/03/its-true-i-admit-it-i-have-lost-my.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107913700482470012</id><published>2004-03-12T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T16:19:03.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SO CNN has this headline&lt;br /&gt;"White House takes Aim at Obesity"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are they going to shoot me or something?&lt;br /&gt;(luckily there is a link to atkins on the sidebar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Dick Cheny has a bead on me right now.&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/5681798-107913700482470012?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107913700482470012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107913700482470012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107913700482470012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107913700482470012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/03/so-cnn-has-this-headline-white-house.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107913112339268947</id><published>2004-03-12T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T14:41:01.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so yahoo entertainment knows fashion and entertainment,&lt;br /&gt;I mean why wouldn't they, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lo and behold it appears no one knows Miami like Nic knows Miami.&lt;br /&gt;http://story.news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&amp;u=/040311/1889/fwd110b20040311jpg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I quote&lt;br /&gt;"As for style, the crowd's look could be characterized as more&lt;br /&gt;fashion-forward than the typical Miami surfcomber crowd, but the Miami&lt;br /&gt;uniform in women's fashion-ultra minis and stiletto heels-was&lt;br /&gt;omnipresent.  The most popular hat for men was not the ubiquitous&lt;br /&gt;Kangol cap, but rather variations on the fedora or Panama hat. Nic of&lt;br /&gt;!!! wore a white panama hat which he explained was his "Miami" hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This from a story entitled the Swayze Method,&lt;br /&gt;baby that ain't Patrick Swayze!&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/5681798-107913112339268947?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107913112339268947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107913112339268947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107913112339268947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107913112339268947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/03/so-yahoo-entertainment-knows-fashion.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107896431656875861</id><published>2004-03-10T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T16:21:28.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>By now I am sure that everyone has read the smoking gun's collection of&lt;br /&gt;riders.&lt;br /&gt;http://thesmokinggun.com/backstagetour/index.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking to see if they had any new ones and really just had to&lt;br /&gt;re-read the demands of the Red Hot Chilli Peppers. I love to mock the&lt;br /&gt;Peppers, I mean who doesn't and their demands are all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly.&lt;br /&gt;they need a meditation room set up, but for god sakes not in the color&lt;br /&gt;blue, Frusciante will fly in to a fuckin rage if he sees blue, it does not&lt;br /&gt;calm him down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next&lt;br /&gt;Two packs of Cigarettes and two aromatherapy candles? Well, I guess you&lt;br /&gt;have to keep all your bases covered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still more&lt;br /&gt;Whole milk, skim milk, and room temperature soy milk? Nothing I like more after&lt;br /&gt;a big show is milk, think whole milk. and if Fleas soy ain't room temp&lt;br /&gt;heads will fuckin roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet more&lt;br /&gt;Those dressing room lamps best have dimmer on them, the boys like to be&lt;br /&gt;able to dim at will as the "vibe" permits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly,&lt;br /&gt;Four live tall plants or trees. Here is your high horse gentlemen get off it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107896431656875861?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107896431656875861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107896431656875861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107896431656875861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107896431656875861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/03/by-now-i-am-sure-that-everyone-has.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107887562958582579</id><published>2004-03-09T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T15:42:44.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well its here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Thermometer hits 80, sets record in&lt;br /&gt;          Sacramento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so soon, so very soon. too soon.&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/5681798-107887562958582579?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107887562958582579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107887562958582579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107887562958582579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107887562958582579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/03/well-its-here-thermometer-hits-80-sets.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107887196443392083</id><published>2004-03-09T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T14:41:39.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I keep getting this spam that promises a better dick,&lt;br /&gt;among its "guarantees" is this list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I cannot let this go without a few comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We guarantee:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* A bigger penis head &amp; thicker trunk&lt;br /&gt;        Keep the word trunk to your self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* A longer lasting erection&lt;br /&gt;        allright, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Increased ejaculation fluid&lt;br /&gt;        Who needs it? Does it matter? and how much more like a torrent or&lt;br /&gt;        something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Better overall confidence levels&lt;br /&gt;        "Overall"? better in some ways but not others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Increased pleasure for both males &amp; females&lt;br /&gt;        I guess this one is the hook. But I think its better &lt;br /&gt;	for the owner of the dick mainly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107887196443392083?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107887196443392083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107887196443392083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107887196443392083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107887196443392083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-keep-getting-this-spam-that-promises.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107853368644966307</id><published>2004-03-05T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T16:43:37.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So Martha Stewart has been found guilty. Prepare yourself for months of&lt;br /&gt;jokes about jail redecorationg and "thats not a good thing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, she has written this letter http://www.marthatalks.com/&lt;br /&gt;to her adoring public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even on a web page she you can tell the colors and fonts have been&lt;br /&gt;carefully chosen, even her photo expresses stern sadness (and one hell of&lt;br /&gt;an eye job)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107853368644966307?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107853368644966307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107853368644966307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107853368644966307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107853368644966307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/03/so-martha-stewart-has-been-found.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107844986626746666</id><published>2004-03-04T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T17:26:36.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know, I know I am now the worst at blogging.&lt;br /&gt;but sadly I haven't had time the last two days. Today i was too busy&lt;br /&gt;abusing my time on the clock by writing a paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I have the following comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I heard a girl at school say to another girl&lt;br /&gt;"My pants hella hurt where the rubber band is"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? Seriously what the fuck does that mean. Where is the rubber band and&lt;br /&gt;why does it hurt? Is it there on purpose? and what is the other girls&lt;br /&gt;involvement with the rubber band. I have been over it and over it in my&lt;br /&gt;head and for the life of me I cannot figure out why it would be there and&lt;br /&gt;where it is. on the leg, is it somehow crotchy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the light rail one girl said to another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was like up the Butt? hell no"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies, I don't think this is something that we should be shouting about at&lt;br /&gt;10:00 AM.  Or ever for that matter, your reluctance for the anal sex is not&lt;br /&gt;my business nor should it be. Thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, quoted from a missed connection on Craigs list.&lt;br /&gt;I have been a dick muscle lately I admit, and I may get sand in my&lt;br /&gt;vagina from time to time, but, it does go away pretty fast with a good&lt;br /&gt;cleansing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to agree a good washing will usually clear up what ails you&lt;br /&gt;but how did the sand get in there. The rest of the ad is normal sad heartbreak s&lt;br /&gt;tuff other than the title of McAnally Avenue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its here if you want to read it.&lt;br /&gt;http://sacramento.craigslist.org/mis/25661914.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess grandma is just confused by the world.&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/5681798-107844986626746666?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107844986626746666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107844986626746666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107844986626746666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107844986626746666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-know-i-know-i-am-now-worst-at.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107792148916705329</id><published>2004-02-27T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T14:40:13.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Allright, Josh called it I have fallen in to a blog funk.&lt;br /&gt;there is no excuse for this, I just don't feel like I have anything to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what I need is a good list, or at least a list any one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres one I have been mulling over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN CRAZY ASS TRAITS OF MY GRANDMA SAMMY, HER NAME'S NOT SAMMY ITS ACTUALLY&lt;br /&gt;ARLENE BUT AS A CHILD I THOUGHT SHE LOOKED LIKE SAMMY DAVIS JR. SO I CALL&lt;br /&gt;HER SAMMY BEHIND HER BACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When the OJ Simpson trial was on she watched it all the time, eventually&lt;br /&gt;coming to refer to it as "my show"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Use of the phrase good time Charlie as a put down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Her recent fear that canadians were trying to bring drugs and gay&lt;br /&gt;marrige accross the border.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. She has two long haired cats which she shares her trailer with (or as&lt;br /&gt;she insists manufactured home) instead of brushing them she lets the hair&lt;br /&gt;dread up and get really gross and then has them shaved like lions. The cats&lt;br /&gt;hate it and it makes them uncomfortable when you look at them.&lt;br /&gt;5. Had a nervous breakdown and had to go away for a while in the late&lt;br /&gt;1960's, she claims it was beacuase of my moms mini skirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Often tapes show off of the home shopping network that are on too late&lt;br /&gt;and watches it the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Cries uncontrollably when she trys to sew on a machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Once when I was walking across the room she sprang up and tried to&lt;br /&gt;wrestle me down to the ground, failed, and then sat down like nothing had&lt;br /&gt;happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. When we were kids she lived in an apartment and to keep me and my sister&lt;br /&gt;quiet she told us that the man down stairs had a monkey in a cage that like&lt;br /&gt;to eat little girls, when we would get too loud she would bend down, put&lt;br /&gt;her ear to the floor and say "shhhhh I hear the cage door opening."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. This one is hard to explain, but she digs her nails in to her neck all&lt;br /&gt;day, there are scars there now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god I do love sammy. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107792148916705329?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107792148916705329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107792148916705329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107792148916705329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107792148916705329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/02/allright-josh-called-it-i-have-fallen.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107775485274588869</id><published>2004-02-25T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T16:23:37.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, its 30 minutes later and I am still reading it, a good time waster is&lt;br /&gt;worth sharing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.goaskalice.columbia.edu/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean who hasn't wondered if you can get pregnant from semen in your&lt;br /&gt;mouth, or if a woman can die if you blow in her vagina or the dangers of&lt;br /&gt;mixing zoloft and MDMA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My umbrella snapped in half in the wind today, so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107775485274588869?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107775485274588869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107775485274588869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107775485274588869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107775485274588869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/02/well-its-30-minutes-later-and-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107758114640806665</id><published>2004-02-23T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T16:08:24.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On google they have a service called google answers where you ask a&lt;br /&gt;question of their experts and for as "little as 2.50" they will answer you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://answers.google.com/answers/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily they have an archive or previously asked questions.&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few I liked. (sorry about the caps, but it helps my comments&lt;br /&gt;stand out on their own, like the witty little gems they are)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please find the telephone number and address to be able to propose an&lt;br /&gt;  idea for a movie to Steven Speilberg&lt;br /&gt;        BET HE IS WAITING WITH BAITED BREATH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Is there hope for a "bland, nice guy?"&lt;br /&gt;        YOU ARE PAYING SOMEONE 6 BUX FOR AN EGO BOOST? SAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do humans (usually) strongly prefer privacy when making love?&lt;br /&gt;        WHY ARE YOU ASKING THIS, ARE YOU TRYING TO WIN AN ARGUMENT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to purchase a small, discreet vibrator (e.g., egg or clitoral&lt;br /&gt;  device) that can be activated with a long-distance (cross country)&lt;br /&gt; wireless remote control.  This would perhaps utilize cell phone&lt;br /&gt;  technology or something similar.  Ideally, the device would be small&lt;br /&gt;  enough that she could wear and enjoy it every day.  Waterproof would&lt;br /&gt;  be an added plus.  Please help me locate one.&lt;br /&gt;        WHAT A HORRIBLE IDEA, THIS IS SCARY TO ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to find a woman in a wheelchair that wrote me a love&lt;br /&gt;  letter in 1972 in San Francisco. Her name was Kitty Gray. Surely there&lt;br /&gt;  must be some database of people who are confined to wheelchairs that&lt;br /&gt;  would help me with my search. I was 18 at the time (now 48) and I&lt;br /&gt;  believe she was about my age or older. She also had a dear friend who&lt;br /&gt;  went by the name H.B. and whose real first name was Helen but I do not&lt;br /&gt;  remember her last name. I want to tell he how much her letter has&lt;br /&gt;  meant to me since experiencing great sadness in my life, and to make&lt;br /&gt;  sure she is O.K. Who can help me find this needle in a haystack (her)?&lt;br /&gt;        OK, THIS IS REALLY SAD. HAS SHE HAUNTED HIM FOR ALL THESE YEARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107758114640806665?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107758114640806665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107758114640806665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107758114640806665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107758114640806665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/02/on-google-they-have-service-called.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107731918670301545</id><published>2004-02-20T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T15:21:44.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Again I stole this from the black table site,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.lesliehall.com/8-sweaters1.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As opposed to one weird lookin girl in many sweaters imagine an army of her&lt;br /&gt;comin at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gold stretch pants? I say bring it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from New Scientist,&lt;br /&gt;Fertile Woman Rate Other Women as Uglier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if this is the case bitches like me must be fertile as hell.&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/5681798-107731918670301545?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107731918670301545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107731918670301545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107731918670301545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107731918670301545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/02/again-i-stole-this-from-black-table.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107724060578606296</id><published>2004-02-19T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T17:35:57.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as always I am wasting time on craig's list &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		This sounds like the worst thing ever. Meth and nasty sex? &lt;br /&gt; 	but wait he has an incredible home, i am in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come party with me and my friend "Crystal" - m4w - 30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very good looking, WM is seeking a friend to party with. I am extremely&lt;br /&gt;talented orally, and am role play expert. I have incredible&lt;br /&gt;home and can host. Looking for women who is interested in nasty sex. Age&lt;br /&gt;race unimportant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your pic gets mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total nude party - mw4mw - 28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the deal... so far we have 3 guys and 2 girls... we need more girls&lt;br /&gt;and/or couples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have reserved a suite downtown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics first before the details are given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nudity, shower, masturbation, etc... bi, straight, etc. welcome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	So, the most uncomfortable night I can imagine? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107724060578606296?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107724060578606296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107724060578606296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107724060578606296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107724060578606296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/02/as-always-i-am-wasting-time-on-craigs.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107723853571402612</id><published>2004-02-19T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T16:57:32.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know I have become slack on posting stuff but I do what I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tess led me to this great feature of the metal sludge page&lt;br /&gt;http://www.metal-sludge.com/Exposed.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its pretty great, its mainly metal dudes in the past before&lt;br /&gt;they were stars. Lots of old hair metal bands. anyway from the flyers&lt;br /&gt;there are a lot of great band names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP TEN HAIR METAL BAND NAMES I HAVE NEVER HEARD OF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Plain Jane&lt;br /&gt;2. Reinkus Tide, its long and I don't know what it means, perfect!&lt;br /&gt;3.Cramur, is it suggesting you cram her? I just like the spelling.&lt;br /&gt;4. White sister, why? Why not!&lt;br /&gt;5. Prizoner, if you can get an extra z or x in do it.&lt;br /&gt;6. Ragtyme, please will you people do anything to get the misspelling in?&lt;br /&gt;7. Ronnie Dio and The Prophets, allright not a hair band but Dio's band&lt;br /&gt;from the late fifties. You thought he was just ugly but actually he is old&lt;br /&gt;as fuck too.&lt;br /&gt;8. Angora, what a pussy name....oh wait they are billed as 100% pure rock&lt;br /&gt;from philadelphia never mind.&lt;br /&gt;9. Slamhound, I can't stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;10. Ruff Toiz, phonetically speaking they rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107723853571402612?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107723853571402612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107723853571402612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107723853571402612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107723853571402612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-know-i-have-become-slack-on-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107671381415742190</id><published>2004-02-13T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T15:12:04.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ever wonder what George Strait is up to?&lt;br /&gt;Probably not but at least this man won't be "Going Rambo on him"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          In Nashville, a federal grand jury indicted a Louisiana man on&lt;br /&gt;          extortion charges that he tried to further his music career by&lt;br /&gt;          threatening country singer George Strait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Walter J. Bonin Jr. said he'd "go Rambo" if Strait didn't&lt;br /&gt;          record at least one of his songs, according to the indictment a&lt;br /&gt;          grand jury issued Wednesday. He faces seven counts of&lt;br /&gt;          extortion over threatening e-mails sent in July and August&lt;br /&gt;          2003.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          "It's all fake," Bonin said Thursday. "Somebody has been&lt;br /&gt;          getting into my e-mail for the past four or five years. It's not&lt;br /&gt;          me because I would never do nothing to jeopardize George&lt;br /&gt;          Strait."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          But prosecutors charged that Bonin on July 29, 2003, sent a&lt;br /&gt;          note to Danny O'Brien, president of Strait's fan club, that&lt;br /&gt;          read in part "If it comes down to it and I have no choice but to&lt;br /&gt;          go Rambo, let me just say that I won't be the lone gunman."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	  A spokesman for the 51-year-old Strait declined comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107671381415742190?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107671381415742190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107671381415742190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107671381415742190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107671381415742190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/02/ever-wonder-what-george-strait-is-up.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107662940868716319</id><published>2004-02-12T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T15:45:17.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ladies check him out, don't let this one get away.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.fypl.info/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the internet for stuff like this, of course would I love it so much if&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't the alternative to work? No, I wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107662940868716319?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107662940868716319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107662940868716319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107662940868716319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107662940868716319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/02/ladies-check-him-out-dont-let-this-one.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107654041020972834</id><published>2004-02-11T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T15:01:58.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is making me feel crazy,&lt;br /&gt;then I read janas blog today http://janaland.blogspot.com/ and&lt;br /&gt;I realize I am clearly not the only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the kids at the library almost broke me today. But I fought my way&lt;br /&gt;through. Fourth graders are insane, and I think they are trying to break my&lt;br /&gt;will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however on a lighter note, (from inmdb.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Banker Withdraws Jackson and Timberlake Lawsuit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Janet Jackson and Justin Timberlake can breathe a sigh of relief -&lt;br /&gt;   Tennessee banker Terri Carlin has dropped her lawsuit against them&lt;br /&gt;   following their Super Bowl performance. Knoxville resident Carlin sued&lt;br /&gt;   the two pop stars, MTV, CBS and their parent company Viacom last&lt;br /&gt;   Wednesday for millions of dollars in compensatory and punitive&lt;br /&gt;   damages, following Jackson's breast exposure on live TV. Carlin filed&lt;br /&gt;   the suit in the Us District Court claiming the February 1 half-time&lt;br /&gt;   show had caused her "outrage, anger, embarrassment and serious&lt;br /&gt;   injury," adding she was suing the stars on behalf of "all Americans".&lt;br /&gt;   After filing the suit, Carlin and her attorney Wayne A Ritchie II&lt;br /&gt;received hundreds of phone calls and mail from fellow outraged&lt;br /&gt;   Americans, who wanted to be included in the now-defunct legal battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I just want to say this is the dumbest thing ever, I mean has this&lt;br /&gt;lady never seen a nipple? For fuck sake American's are the dumbest.&lt;br /&gt;how much could it have "seriously injured" her? I mean I have been pretty&lt;br /&gt;upset in my life, but never injured by it. and who were these other&lt;br /&gt;americans? Fuck them too. It was a flash of nipple for god sakes.&lt;br /&gt;The horrible use of plastic surgurey is a far worse offense in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;and the outrage? was there a screaming and gnashing of teeth? Did she&lt;br /&gt;vomit? Embarrassment is watching the Real World cast get drunk and fuck not&lt;br /&gt;half time show nip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least Janet has a nice rack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107654041020972834?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107654041020972834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107654041020972834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107654041020972834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107654041020972834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/02/today-is-making-me-feel-crazy-then-i.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107637513341299507</id><published>2004-02-09T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T17:07:19.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It turns out the people love a good costume check this guy out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.facemakersincorporated.com/index.html#costume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sexy, sexy, sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would watch out for that gnomes hat, I don't trust the looks of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107637513341299507?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107637513341299507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107637513341299507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107637513341299507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107637513341299507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/02/it-turns-out-people-love-good-costume.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107636380446574437</id><published>2004-02-09T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T14:22:43.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Michelle just sent me this link with the subject "List of things not to do&lt;br /&gt;as a airline pilot"&lt;br /&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/3472265.stm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a flight from LA to NY An American Airlines pilot terrified&lt;br /&gt;passengers on his flight when he asked Christians to identify&lt;br /&gt;themselves and went on to call non-Christians "crazy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he also suggested the christians talk to the non-christians about their&lt;br /&gt;faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have flipped out if I was on this flight.  And of course I would be&lt;br /&gt;sitting next to some Baptist Matress salesman who had a lot to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so at the request of the lovely Michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE THINGS NOT TO DO AS A AIRLINE PILOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Announce "who needs a drink" and proceed to come out to the cabin to&lt;br /&gt;show the passengers how fast you can chug a 40 of St. Ides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Talk in a donald duck voice over the loud speaker. (this happened to me&lt;br /&gt;once it was really scary, maybe this is where my hatered of impersonations&lt;br /&gt;comes from)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Stand in the terminal before the flight leaves screaming in to your cell&lt;br /&gt;phone "fine bitch if you don't want me I will just kill myself"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. see if its funny to greet passengers in only the top half of your&lt;br /&gt;pilots uniform, and no pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Keep talking about Nancy the stewardess's butt and how &lt;br /&gt;when you land you are totally gonna "tap that ass"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is making me laugh like crazy, &lt;br /&gt;http://www.marylen.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107636380446574437?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107636380446574437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107636380446574437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107636380446574437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107636380446574437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/02/michelle-just-sent-me-this-link-with.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107594583490239932</id><published>2004-02-04T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T17:52:15.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am a pretty easy going gal, what you do in your home is your business&lt;br /&gt;etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, this creeps me out, female latex masks for male cross dressers to&lt;br /&gt;wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.maskon.com/kerry/masks/index.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savage love just makes me smarter and smarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107594583490239932?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107594583490239932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107594583490239932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107594583490239932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107594583490239932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-am-pretty-easy-going-gal-what-you-do.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107594458614116790</id><published>2004-02-04T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T17:34:12.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At long last I am back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or at least mostly back. I have a cold, Again, damm it. I think its those&lt;br /&gt;germy kids I am around every day. Speaking of the kids with Lincolns&lt;br /&gt;birthday approaching the kids talked about Lincoln today and used the&lt;br /&gt;computers to look up Lincoln info. Here is what I learned from the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lincoln looks like that one dude from Vice City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently the gun used to shoot Lincoln was shocking small, they all&lt;br /&gt;thought it had been an uzi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They do not care about Mary Todd Lincoln, she was way too ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh kids today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out these instructions to use the Magic cone the device to help&lt;br /&gt;ladies stand up and pee like men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.magic-cone.com/Instruction.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially like the no nonsense business lady.&lt;br /&gt;sterile, illustrated and dirty all at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky sent me this Craigs list ad today. &lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Hello girls! I'm a straight, clean cut guy who secretly puts on panties&lt;br /&gt;and sucks off guys in a self storage room that I am renting in Roseville.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to have one (or more) girls there just to watch me suck cock.&lt;br /&gt;No sexual contact with you.....all you do is enjoy watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Female responders only!!!!! (no exceptions!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let me know if you are interested. Thanks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(By the way, if you want to know more about me, check out the ad I posted&lt;br /&gt;about an hour ago entitled: Are you looking to receive BLOW JOBS in total&lt;br /&gt;secrecy?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;This guy has a lot goin' on. Self storage room, ladies panties, &lt;br /&gt;dick sucking, ladies watching, roseville. Basically he is asking&lt;br /&gt;way to much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, its not total secrecy if you have another ad asking people&lt;br /&gt;to watch. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107594458614116790?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107594458614116790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107594458614116790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107594458614116790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107594458614116790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/02/at-long-last-i-am-back.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107550364987047513</id><published>2004-01-30T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-30T15:03:38.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First crushes, now that is a good list idea.&lt;br /&gt;I suppose its first celebrity crushes, as a sheltered hippie kid I&lt;br /&gt;really didn't get to see too very much of the world of popular culture&lt;br /&gt;before 1983, but there a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CELEBRITY CRUSHES OF MY CHILDHOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Adrian Zmed, I loved him. I really was obsessed with how fine I thought&lt;br /&gt;he was. In hindsite he is ugly and weird looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Michael Jackson. I know in hindsight its gross but in third and forth&lt;br /&gt;grade I was Jacko crazy. I had all the stuff, posters, a pillow with his&lt;br /&gt;face on it, a thriller watch, earrings shaped like sparkly gloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The other big one for me was all of Duran Duran, it lasted up until&lt;br /&gt;highschool. My god I loved john Taylor. In sixth grade my friends had this&lt;br /&gt;thing where they would write really sexual letters to each other&lt;br /&gt;as members of Duran Duran about the hikjinks the band had with groupies.&lt;br /&gt;I could never take part in this game as I was way too embarassed, The only&lt;br /&gt;one I remember took place on workout machines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Alan Alda, as a kid I loved MASH and I loved Alda. Not now then. Really.&lt;br /&gt;Although his science show on PBS is pretty hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Michael Nesmith, everyday after school the monkies were on. When I was&lt;br /&gt;five we had a TV and I would run home to watch Nesmith in his hot&lt;br /&gt;knit hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107550364987047513?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107550364987047513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107550364987047513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107550364987047513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107550364987047513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/01/first-crushes-now-that-is-good-list.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107542598806601851</id><published>2004-01-29T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T17:28:49.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, well Old Mr. Neversoft really lit up my life.&lt;br /&gt;and it is over now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bad in not realizing milksnatch means stealing milk, not something&lt;br /&gt;dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yourdictionary.com has come out with its top 10 word lists for the year.&lt;br /&gt;(how do I know? occasionally I must troll for topics dear reader)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.yourdictionary.com/about/topten2003.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like top ten youthspeak words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What Up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Give it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Shut up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Stog,  Cigarette, short for 'stogey'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. SNAG  Sensitive New-Age Guy. (As in that Jon Tesh, what a snag)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Hottie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Poppins Perfect, as in 'Mary Poppins is perfect in every way. (There is&lt;br /&gt;nothing harder than quoting Mary Poppins.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Tricked Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Rice Rockets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Side Show Temporarily  cordoning off a freeway to perform outrageous car stu&lt;br /&gt;nts in tricked-out rice rockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And in a suprise appearance, for the local boys, number one in the Top&lt;br /&gt;Word Trends in Pop Music Names&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!   Bands without pronounceable names, though usually pronounced 'tch, tch, tch&lt;br /&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually? is there more than one instance of this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107542598806601851?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107542598806601851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107542598806601851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107542598806601851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107542598806601851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/01/well-well-old-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107533770554705808</id><published>2004-01-28T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T16:58:36.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its wednesday, good old hump day. &lt;br /&gt;I started my elementary school library internship today. &lt;br /&gt;children are tiring, my schedule is tiring but as I keep saying&lt;br /&gt;I will be adjusted within the week and then its smooth sailing from &lt;br /&gt;there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regarding the comment from one Mr. Sexy Eric Neversoft. &lt;br /&gt;1. Go ahead use my comment on the gross/lameness of your band name.&lt;br /&gt;2. Your show didn't repulse me because I have never seen you.&lt;br /&gt;do you do repulsive things. Is there an operation concerning &lt;br /&gt;a milky vagina?  &lt;br /&gt;Was asking me a way to let me know about passing judgement &lt;br /&gt;before seeing something? If so, no matter how good you are that&lt;br /&gt;name is still pretty bad. &lt;br /&gt;3. Does the name Operation Milksnatch go with your chosen moniker of &lt;br /&gt;Eric Neversoft? because if I had a dick nothing would make it softer &lt;br /&gt;than a milky snatch. really its a little bit STD-y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107533770554705808?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107533770554705808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107533770554705808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107533770554705808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107533770554705808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/01/its-wednesday-good-old-hump-day.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107523709642051541</id><published>2004-01-27T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T13:01:53.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, all I can say is thank god!&lt;br /&gt;the pope finally has come out with an official stance on breakdancing,&lt;br /&gt;thus letting us know how god views both popping and locking.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.wftv.com/news/2792793/detail.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennis Miller has a new show on TV, this is horrible really horrible.&lt;br /&gt;I hate him so much. Is there any way, him, Colin Quinn and Dennis Leary&lt;br /&gt;could die in some sort of Hooters fire burning out of control?&lt;br /&gt;One could only hope Howard Stern and Bill Mahr might be in the parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah I forgot to mention in yesterdays Golden Globes comments that I&lt;br /&gt;thought Nicole Kidman looked the worst, I hate her, I hate her looks and&lt;br /&gt;I am becomming convinced she has some disease that turns you in to a bird. &lt;br /&gt;It must be so embarassing to have to hunt and peck all&lt;br /&gt;that gravel for your gullet on the red carpet.&lt;br /&gt;one of the more scary side effects is that it also makes you want to hump&lt;br /&gt;both Lenny Kravitz and Tom Cruise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the cape today and he was sans cape, sad times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107523709642051541?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107523709642051541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107523709642051541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107523709642051541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107523709642051541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/01/well-all-i-can-say-is-thank-god-pope.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107516353882173257</id><published>2004-01-26T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T16:35:22.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, it is the end of the day and I finally get around to writing&lt;br /&gt;something.  although, not much I think the new school Schedule is slowing&lt;br /&gt;me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Tess watched the Golden Globes last night.&lt;br /&gt;let me say this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sting, please button up that shirt, really, I already know you have a&lt;br /&gt;chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al pacino, Tiny ponytail is bad, real bad. You are a movie star not a&lt;br /&gt;gamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh Diane Keaton, go ahead show some skin other than your face, long white&lt;br /&gt;coat, white golves and white boots makes you look like a cult member or a&lt;br /&gt;doctor. Maybe a doctor in a cult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah jessica parker, just beacause the dress is chanel don't mean it looks&lt;br /&gt;good. I mean if my dress was longer in the back than the front you would ask&lt;br /&gt;me if the hem had come out or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm yeah, I won't go on I don't want to sound too much E!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am mesmorized by Brini Maxwell the 1970's themed drag queen with a show&lt;br /&gt;on the style network.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this Craig's list post out, crazy, choosy and a poor grasp of the&lt;br /&gt;english language. I found it quite entertaining..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://sacramento.craigslist.org/about/best/sfo/23025686.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/5681798-107516353882173257?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107516353882173257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107516353882173257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107516353882173257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107516353882173257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/01/well-it-is-end-of-day-and-i-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107480095771654767</id><published>2004-01-22T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T11:50:45.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So far today I have had really quite a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I bought coffee today I dropped a quarter of the change the guy gave&lt;br /&gt;me into my coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The midtown crazy guy popularly known as ATM repeatedly yelled at me from&lt;br /&gt;across the street "YOU A BIT HEAVY, HEY GIRL YOU A BIT HEAVY" it was nice of&lt;br /&gt;him to say a bit instead of really heavy, or fat. As though ATM wants me to&lt;br /&gt;know that while I am on the big side all is not lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly as I was getting on the light rail today scoping out a place to&lt;br /&gt;sit, I saw him the guy I must sit near. Friends he was wearing a cape and&lt;br /&gt;he had a bro. This is a perfect opportunity for some top quality&lt;br /&gt;evesdropping. and then they start talking about the cape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS I LEARNED FROM CAPE GUY CONCERNING HIS CAPE ON THE LIGHT RAIL TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He made it before he ever met lisa, this caused quite a bit of shock&lt;br /&gt;from his bro. Apparently Lisa must be a cape making machine or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. He made it himself, but DID NOT weave the cloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. It has a fake fur lining that can be buttoned in, however he was not&lt;br /&gt;sporting it today. It's got to be "as cold as Montana to wear that" has he&lt;br /&gt;worn it in Montana? How do capes go over there? I would guess badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. He found the cape to be vital in the midwest. Man that cape has been&lt;br /&gt;around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. He has had the cape for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats about it, but as we were getting off the light rail at school&lt;br /&gt;(thats right the cape goes to city college) I learned these additional&lt;br /&gt;things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A side bag under the cape makes it look like you have a gigantic ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Capes and cyclone fencing do not work together, as he swept by the fence&lt;br /&gt;the bottom part caught the cape and he really flew back like a mother&lt;br /&gt;fucker. He made bro switch places with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Although he wants to study psychology there is no name for the type that&lt;br /&gt;he wants to specialize, apparently it involves uniting all types of&lt;br /&gt;psychology together. At this point he walked one way and I walked the&lt;br /&gt;other, I was hoping the great uniting involves the cape but there is no way&lt;br /&gt;for me to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107480095771654767?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107480095771654767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107480095771654767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107480095771654767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107480095771654767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/01/so-far-today-i-have-had-really-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107472509624836513</id><published>2004-01-21T14:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T14:46:23.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is from Reuters online today &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powell says French annoy him but he annoys them too.&lt;br /&gt;	WASHINGTON (Reuters) - Secretary of State Colin Powell said on Wednesday the French, who opposed the U.S.-led war in Iraq, sometimes annoy him but he annoys them too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Do the french annoy everyone? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107472509624836513?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107472509624836513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107472509624836513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107472509624836513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107472509624836513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/01/this-is-from-reuters-online-today.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107472259641289505</id><published>2004-01-21T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T14:04:43.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If my damm office co-workers would keep it down I could get&lt;br /&gt;some sleep at my desk. &lt;br /&gt;I mean I was asleep and they woke me up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bitches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Leila pointed out to me the phrase "you feelin me?"&lt;br /&gt;today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107472259641289505?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107472259641289505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107472259641289505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107472259641289505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107472259641289505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/01/if-my-damm-office-co-workers-would.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107455885429403311</id><published>2004-01-19T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T16:35:39.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One more day till school starts, sweet freedom how will I use you today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well at the moment I have refound my love of Metaspy, the great tool that&lt;br /&gt;lets you see what people are searching for on Metacrawler. I know I did&lt;br /&gt;this one before but I still can't stop looking at it once I start.&lt;br /&gt;here are some of todays favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where or where can my baby be&lt;br /&gt;pictures of wizards in wizard hats&lt;br /&gt;girls in panty hose&lt;br /&gt;napping&lt;br /&gt;pictures of emotions&lt;br /&gt;Pauly shore eases up on the juice&lt;br /&gt;Chihuahua's ear standing up&lt;br /&gt;face party girl farts&lt;br /&gt;camel toe galleries&lt;br /&gt;Hey diddle diddle&lt;br /&gt;cocksuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107455885429403311?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107455885429403311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107455885429403311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107455885429403311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107455885429403311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/01/one-more-day-till-school-starts-sweet.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107429955015080875</id><published>2004-01-16T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T16:33:52.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, I love tiny posts.&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes order stuff from Amazon. I love/hate their&lt;br /&gt;attempts to reccomend other things I might enjoy. I find it sort of&lt;br /&gt;creepy sometimes. For instance right now they are suggesting&lt;br /&gt;the band Evanescence to me. I actually hate this band more than almost&lt;br /&gt;anything else I heard in the last year so I looked at the list of&lt;br /&gt;everything I have ever bought for a clue. I found none. Maybe you can see&lt;br /&gt;what I don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING I HAVE EVER ORDERED FROM AMAZON FROM WHICH MY LOVE OF&lt;br /&gt;EVANESCENCE BECAME PERFECTLY CLEAR TO THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Beginning Algebra (3rd Edition)&lt;br /&gt;2. From cover to cover, a book about children's libraries&lt;br /&gt;3. A subscription to scientific American.&lt;br /&gt;4. Hullabaloo, Vols. 1-4&lt;br /&gt;5. Lord of the Rings Risk&lt;br /&gt;6. Excelsior the Bio of Stan Lee&lt;br /&gt;7. Stan Lee's Mutants, Monsters &amp; Marvels a DVD that is really not too&lt;br /&gt;good.&lt;br /&gt;8. Hickory wind, a book about Graham Parsons&lt;br /&gt;9. No Depression a book about Alt Country. This one was a gift to someone&lt;br /&gt;but I don't totally remember who.&lt;br /&gt;10. Introduction to Library reference work.&lt;br /&gt;11. Esential Fantastic Four Volume one&lt;br /&gt;12. Essential Hulk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you have it three years of Amazon shopping and all I have show for it&lt;br /&gt;is my love of melodic new metal. Do library lovin nerds love them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107429955015080875?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107429955015080875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107429955015080875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107429955015080875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107429955015080875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/01/wow-i-love-tiny-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107429794011050235</id><published>2004-01-16T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T16:07:02.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am really in to the weird biblical art of Reverend McKendree&lt;br /&gt;Robbins Long, I have to admit I love nothing more than "outsider art"&lt;br /&gt;whatever that means. Sometimes I think its crap but some of it I love.&lt;br /&gt;my favorite of course being Henry Darger,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to see some of the reverends work go to&lt;br /&gt;http://www.luiserossgallery.com/long.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a great page on Darger go to&lt;br /&gt;http://acer-access.com/~darger@acer-access.com/&lt;br /&gt;this one has some great bigger views&lt;br /&gt;http://www.hammergallery.com/Artists/darger/Darger_images_2.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I just love little girls with dicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See life is more than avoiding work and talking about lord of the rings&lt;br /&gt;(not much more but slightly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107429794011050235?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107429494282752909</id><published>2004-01-16T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T15:17:05.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wrote this quiz, how well do you know me?&lt;br /&gt;http://www.friendtest.com/viewquiz.php?account=jandek&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/5681798-107429494282752909?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107429494282752909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107429494282752909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107429494282752909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107429494282752909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/01/i-wrote-this-quiz-how-well-do-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107411171017324317</id><published>2004-01-14T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T13:03:35.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Becky gave me this good list idea, movies of the year.&lt;br /&gt;I want to see other peoples choices also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP TEN MOVIES OF THE YEAR IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old School&lt;br /&gt;A Mighty Wind&lt;br /&gt;X-2&lt;br /&gt;Capturing the Friedmans&lt;br /&gt;American Splendor&lt;br /&gt;Lost in Translation&lt;br /&gt;Spellbound&lt;br /&gt;Lord of the Rings: Return of the King&lt;br /&gt;Once Upon a Time in Mexico&lt;br /&gt;Man Without a Past&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/5681798-107411171017324317?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107411171017324317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107411171017324317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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invaded the Indian embassy here and are attacking&lt;br /&gt;staff, destroying stationery and damaging office equipment, officials said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are also attacking small children in the jungle area surrounding the&lt;br /&gt;embassy used by locals for picnicking, an embassy official said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We have requested (wildlife) officials to get rid of these monkeys, which&lt;br /&gt;have been creating a menace in the embassy vicinity, as soon as possible,"&lt;br /&gt;said press and culture first secretary at the Indian Embassy Sanjay Verma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The embassy, the oldest diplomatic mission in Kathmandu , is surrounded by&lt;br /&gt;jungle, giving the monkeys free reign to plunder the premises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Department of National Park and Wildlife Conservation (DNPWC) official&lt;br /&gt;said wildlife experts were doing their best to remove the monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;"Though experts have used tranquiliser darts and other control techniques,&lt;br /&gt;the problem has not been solved," he added, however.&lt;br /&gt;He said about a dozen monkeys were creating the nuisance and that one had&lt;br /&gt;recently been caught and sent to the national zoo in Lalitpur town, on the&lt;br /&gt;outskirts of Kathmandu .&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/5681798-107410851251632337?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107410851251632337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107410851251632337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107410851251632337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107410851251632337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/01/monkey-trouble-its-not-just-butlering.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107410816924816159</id><published>2004-01-14T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T11:24:09.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I forgot to mention my suprise that Christina Aguilera &lt;br /&gt;didn't make the worst dressed list, and from reading my comments I &lt;br /&gt;see heather shares my shock. She easily gives Paris a run for her&lt;br /&gt;money. To sat that shania twain is dressed worst than Christina&lt;br /&gt;is crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107410816924816159?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107410816924816159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107410816924816159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107410816924816159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107410816924816159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/01/i-forgot-to-mention-my-suprise-that.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107404012790902616</id><published>2004-01-13T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T16:30:07.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, well, I am back again and so are you.&lt;br /&gt;I am getting school anxiety and I have until next tuesday until it even&lt;br /&gt;starts.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, at least I have the worlds busiest semester to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop laughing at Jay and dillions drunk plan the other night to&lt;br /&gt;star in Beetle Bailey on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again famed bon vivant Mr. Blackwell has released his best and worst&lt;br /&gt;dressed lists (although who caresa about the best dressed?) In a&lt;br /&gt;statement, he described those on the worst list as "Ten Titans of Fashion&lt;br /&gt;Terror that, in 2003, ran the gamut of style-free excess from trashy to&lt;br /&gt;flashy, frumpy to dumpy and every egregious variation in between." Friends&lt;br /&gt;that is a sassy older man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR BLACKWELLS WORST DRESSED LIST, WITH COMMENTARY FROM SACRAMENTO'S BEST&lt;br /&gt;DRESSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Paris hilton, I couldn't agree more, she is ugly and chooses clothes to&lt;br /&gt;accentuate that gross stick of a body. contrary to popular belief you can&lt;br /&gt;be too rich and too tan, and too boney for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Madonna and Britney tied for second. Britney fine, her fake stabs at true&lt;br /&gt;skank have fallen short in my opinion. and Madonna? well, she is just not&lt;br /&gt;dressed poorly enough to garner a second place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Shania Twain, well she does take the rocker thing a bit far but she&lt;br /&gt;really is just run of the mill celebrity dressed, a bit ugly and real over&lt;br /&gt;done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Diane Keaton, allright this is pretty bad, but I feel bad she is on the&lt;br /&gt;list, my question is why is she always wearing gloves? is she missing a&lt;br /&gt;finger like Harold Llyod or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Jessica Simpson, too much tit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Celine Dion, she scares the bejesus out of me, like a weird bird or a&lt;br /&gt;mime or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Missy Elliott, sure its bad but she is Missy Elliot back off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  Melanie Griffith, I had no idea too much botox was a fashion no no, I&lt;br /&gt;just figured it was a bad health choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Courtney Love, she is like an older Paris Hilton, like a scary witch freak show.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot stress enough how scary I find her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Laura Flynn Boyle, they say the clothes make the woman in this case&lt;br /&gt;the clothes make the skeleton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you have it.&lt;br /&gt;&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/5681798-107404012790902616?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107404012790902616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107404012790902616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107404012790902616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107404012790902616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/01/well-well-i-am-back-again-and-so-are.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107395576037477355</id><published>2004-01-12T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-12T17:04:16.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well. Me and David Pauls art show went smashingly, Miller's party was the&lt;br /&gt;funnest. so it was a great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't read craigs list as much as I used to but this makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance hall or Any working girl (older) want to retire this year - m4w&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iso mt buxom woman for 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would be interested in getting to become good friends and see if we could&lt;br /&gt;develop a mutual understanding (At first a shared friendship ,,then&lt;br /&gt;hopefully a shared partnership)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am retired, 5'10" and 185lbs. My friends have told me that I have the&lt;br /&gt;general appearance and persona of Kenny Rogers.&lt;br /&gt;I live in a cabin in the mountains and this year going to put the effort&lt;br /&gt;into a relationship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because at this time in my life, with the experiences I've had, and a&lt;br /&gt;widower of 18 years, I know how difficult it is to find that special&lt;br /&gt;someone to have a lasting relationship with.&lt;br /&gt;come back to me&lt;br /&gt;This all comes down to a message in a bottle-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Imagine not only the general appearance but the persona of Kenny&lt;br /&gt;        Rogers, what a catch. By persona does he means he owns a&lt;br /&gt;        chain of chicken restaurants. And its sad that he is looking for a&lt;br /&gt;        retired hooker to bring home to the cabin. maybe a bit creepy too. &lt;br /&gt;Not enough people refer to dance halls anymore.&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/5681798-107395576037477355?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107395576037477355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107395576037477355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107395576037477355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107395576037477355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/01/well.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107369093951259620</id><published>2004-01-09T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-09T15:30:14.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this just in, in March a band called I am the World Trade Center is playing&lt;br /&gt;at the Capitol Garage, whoo weee that is a bad one. Perhaps I should start&lt;br /&gt;a band called Now More than Ever to play with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing new to write, really nothing. Its hard to be exciting everyday.&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/5681798-107369093951259620?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107369093951259620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107369093951259620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107369093951259620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107369093951259620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/01/this-just-in-in-march-band-called-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107352236698195467</id><published>2004-01-07T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T16:40:40.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love christmas break, nothin to do before or after work, fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jims comment about Soul Taco inspired this list. (Have I done this one&lt;br /&gt;before?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEAST FAVORITE SACRAMENTO BAND NAMES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Soul Taco, an oldie but a goodie.&lt;br /&gt;2. Squish the bad man.&lt;br /&gt;3. Bucho!&lt;br /&gt;4. Beer Dawgs&lt;br /&gt;5. shenanagoats (I do laugh everytime I say this one)&lt;br /&gt;6. sunburned hand of the man (I think this is what is was, I saw it once)&lt;br /&gt;7. Hella, hella what?&lt;br /&gt;8. an band recently played at Ironsides called Operation Milksnatch, I have&lt;br /&gt;no idea if they are from here or not but sweet sassy molassy that is the&lt;br /&gt;worst band name ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107352236698195467?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107352236698195467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107352236698195467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107352236698195467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107352236698195467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/01/i-love-christmas-break-nothin-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107343343053886704</id><published>2004-01-06T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T15:58:22.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At last I feel almost better, apparently all the hot salsa at 524 did its&lt;br /&gt;job and made me a snot free Natalie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also wearing legwarmers, I am unsure about the move but as of right&lt;br /&gt;now I am feeling it, plus it keeps my legs warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I am listening to Electric Version by the new pornographers and I&lt;br /&gt;must say that this cd has never sounded so great, now I love this record&lt;br /&gt;and listen to not to frequently but at this moment I am sure it is the most&lt;br /&gt;brilliant thing. Maybe its my newly well brain but I just want to get up&lt;br /&gt;and jump around my cubicle. Maybe I should no one would notice and I am&lt;br /&gt;wearing legwarmers after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and DP's art show is this weekend, I am pretty excited. A bit nervous&lt;br /&gt;though. Its at the book Collector at 1008 24th St on Saturday from 7 til 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will even buy wine, and perhaps buy a beret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow the day is almost over already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS I HAVE DONE INSTEAD OF WORK TODAY&lt;br /&gt;1. Come in late.&lt;br /&gt;2. go to art supply store and antiquey junk place&lt;br /&gt;3. Card store with Tess&lt;br /&gt;4. Find out what ever happened to the kid from Christmas story&lt;br /&gt;5. Read the paper&lt;br /&gt;6. Look at various daily websites to be checked.&lt;br /&gt;7. write this&lt;br /&gt;8. look through cd's on my desk&lt;br /&gt;9. go and bug people in their cubicles, this one kills two birds with one&lt;br /&gt;stone, my time and theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and look its already four.&lt;br /&gt;eight bucks an hour only gets you so much.&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/5681798-107343343053886704?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107343343053886704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107343343053886704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107343343053886704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107343343053886704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/01/at-last-i-feel-almost-better.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107335213356224345</id><published>2004-01-05T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-05T17:23:25.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my new years resolutions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I understand that these things get broken all the time, but this is&lt;br /&gt;the big list of the year. and I don't want to miss out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Keep working out, not to lose weight or anything I just like the&lt;br /&gt;way it makes me feel.&lt;br /&gt;2. Get organized, I am so scattered all the time.&lt;br /&gt;3. Quit putting shit off, just do it now for petes sake.&lt;br /&gt;4. quit worrying about what everyone else is doing, not that I do that much&lt;br /&gt;but I am way too old to be concerened with the way the small town drama&lt;br /&gt;winds blow.&lt;br /&gt;5. finish school&lt;br /&gt;6. read more, I have really fallen off the habit of reading every day.&lt;br /&gt;7. Be more motivated to do stuff, not going out to partys kind of stuff,&lt;br /&gt;but doing things I enjoy like taking pictures and junk like that. (I&lt;br /&gt;realize this is weirdly worded but I am always being told by people I never&lt;br /&gt;do anything but I think they mean something different than I do)&lt;br /&gt;8. Try not to get so irritated with stuff.&lt;br /&gt;9. get a new job&lt;br /&gt;10. save money, I have done a pretty good job the past few months but it is&lt;br /&gt;time to kick it up the proverbial notch.&lt;br /&gt;11. Give up hookers (I know I won't break this one)&lt;br /&gt;12. Start writing letters, email is ruining the art of correspondence.&lt;br /&gt;13. Relax, I am so anxious that even when I seem to be relaxing I am&lt;br /&gt;actually stressing out somewhere in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all a nice, boring list.&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/5681798-107335213356224345?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107335213356224345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107335213356224345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107335213356224345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107335213356224345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/01/my-new-years-resolutions-i-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107334703149097910</id><published>2004-01-05T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-05T15:58:22.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes I am finally back, the cold I have had is surely the worst ever.&lt;br /&gt;And I think I am finally really, really sick of televison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However my love of middle earth risk is strong, beating both Jay and Mike&lt;br /&gt;on Saturday didn't hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim, regarding your comment about the beer dawgs it will actually be&lt;br /&gt;me, the beer dawgs, soul taco and the shenanigoats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently at a party I saw a frind of mine who lives out of town, she told&lt;br /&gt;me that everything I was telling her about the last few months she had&lt;br /&gt;already read on my blog, sad, the blog makes me more boring in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todays list comes courtesy of something tess emailed me quite a while ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the 1961 Sacramento phone book the "cocktail lounge"&lt;br /&gt;section yields these gems:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Achilles Heel&lt;br /&gt;Branding Iron&lt;br /&gt;Can-Can Club&lt;br /&gt;The Chukker&lt;br /&gt;King of Clubs&lt;br /&gt;Club Delta&lt;br /&gt;Club 4&lt;br /&gt;Club 16&lt;br /&gt;Club 21&lt;br /&gt;Club 26&lt;br /&gt;Club 65&lt;br /&gt;The Corker&lt;br /&gt;Day and Night Bar&lt;br /&gt;Donner Club&lt;br /&gt;Fore 'n' Aft Club&lt;br /&gt;The Glacier&lt;br /&gt;Happy Time Pete's&lt;br /&gt;Hawaiian Hut&lt;br /&gt;Hinkey Dinkey Cafe&lt;br /&gt;Howdy Club&lt;br /&gt;The Loading Chute&lt;br /&gt;The Coral Reef&lt;br /&gt;Mark Twain Club&lt;br /&gt;Mel-o-dee Club&lt;br /&gt;Mister Patches (!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Moderne Club&lt;br /&gt;Movie Club&lt;br /&gt;Pall Mall&lt;br /&gt;Panther Room&lt;br /&gt;The Playroom&lt;br /&gt;Red Fox&lt;br /&gt;Restless Guns&lt;br /&gt;Shangri-La Club&lt;br /&gt;Square Deal Cafe&lt;br /&gt;Star Cafe&lt;br /&gt;Stardust Room&lt;br /&gt;Stark Club (millionare alcholic Tony Stark needs a p[lace to drink when he&lt;br /&gt;is in town)&lt;br /&gt;Surf Room&lt;br /&gt;Tan-Tan Cafe&lt;br /&gt;Top Hat&lt;br /&gt;Trophy Room&lt;br /&gt;Tropicana&lt;br /&gt;Velvet Hammer&lt;br /&gt;Velvet Slipper&lt;br /&gt;Zombie Hut&lt;br /&gt;White House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet me at the zombie Hut for an apertif.&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/5681798-107334703149097910?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107334703149097910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107334703149097910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107334703149097910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107334703149097910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2004/01/yes-i-am-finally-back-cold-i-have-had.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107282262596851618</id><published>2003-12-30T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T14:21:49.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tired, so very tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The box of cold medicine recommends not taking more than one dose in four hours, it s not written in stone or anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly I didn t heed the warnings of the box and now am high as a kite and am falling asleep as I write this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to sleep last night expecting a hang over, but woke up&lt;br /&gt;with a cold and sore throat. Damm it, and I didn t even get the hang over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don t want to be sick, damm it. I am going to get better by tonight and have the whole thing over with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was the Four Eye s christmas cover show and it was the best. My favorite night of the year. Any night I feel really stoked on living in Sac is a good one indeed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me there is more I want to say, but I am going home, &lt;br /&gt;reapplying my jammies and going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107282262596851618?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107282262596851618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107282262596851618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107282262596851618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107282262596851618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2003/12/tired-so-very-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107273421953143610</id><published>2003-12-29T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-29T13:44:43.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its my one year without a gall bladder anniversary, its so sad we&lt;br /&gt;had to break up but gall you were all wrong for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the nice holiday comments although&lt;br /&gt;I am really confused as to why beck s mom got her lube.&lt;br /&gt;I guess she just cares. &lt;br /&gt;The rest of my week off was nice, I didn t do too much&lt;br /&gt;except get thoroughly beaten (twice) by Jay at middle earth risk.&lt;br /&gt;Ohh just you wait Baker one day I will rise up and middle earth&lt;br /&gt;will be mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh s blog has me thinking, what are the best things of 2003 forme. Isn t it sad that I can t really think of any? Not that I &lt;br /&gt;have had a bad year, it just hasn t been too eventful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached my swimming goal this weekend, 20 laps without&lt;br /&gt;stopping. I realize this really isn t shit in the world of lap &lt;br /&gt;swimming but a month ago seven made me feel like I was having a&lt;br /&gt;heart attack so I am happy with it. Besides, I think its&lt;br /&gt;improving my already sweet can. My ass indeed looks better,&lt;br /&gt;and I do love lookin at my own ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that s the best thing about 03' my ass. I doubt it butmaybe. Perhaps my time would be better spent thinking about &lt;br /&gt;new years resolutions, which of course I will not keep. &lt;br /&gt;I will let that list build up for a few days before writing it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is old news, but I am still fascinated by the&lt;br /&gt;turducken, in case this is a new word to you it is a turkey,&lt;br /&gt;stuffed with a duck stuffed with a chicken with layers of&lt;br /&gt;stuffing between each level. Last night on the food network I &lt;br /&gt;saw some self styled cajun yahoo talk about stuffing the whole&lt;br /&gt;thing in to a pig. Good Lord, make it stop. I think I find the&lt;br /&gt;fact that none of the birds have any bones left to be the most&lt;br /&gt;disturbing part. Really the whole thing just screams out Gorman,&lt;br /&gt;I can just imagine him calling your house in the middle of the&lt;br /&gt;night for a saw, some stuffing and sausage to work on his&lt;br /&gt;turducken, oh yeah that s right there is SAUSAGE involved. Its&lt;br /&gt;like a fat man s wet dream (the wet comes from the gravy) &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/5681798-107273421953143610?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107273421953143610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107273421953143610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107273421953143610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107273421953143610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2003/12/its-my-one-year-without-gall-bladder.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107233881105984837</id><published>2003-12-24T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-24T23:54:30.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh sweet christmas, or at least christmas eve for 27 minutes at least.&lt;br /&gt;I am in Santa Cruz after a long day of jays family christmas. &lt;br /&gt;Apparently these people think I have some sort of insane sock fever. &lt;br /&gt;Ten pairs of socks, ten! Not a grab bag of tube socks but ten seperate pairs of patterned socks. &lt;br /&gt;I guess when jay asked me what he should tell his mom I wanted socks was one of the things I listed, &lt;br /&gt;but ten times worth? Hot Damm, I will try to wear every pair tommorow. &lt;br /&gt;The day was pretty uneventful, there was a baby here and Jays mom barely contained baby fever, just barely &lt;br /&gt;the kind of control that involves trying to get me to "look" at the baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is some show on Mtv where outkast is performing, not togethjer of course. I worry about the future of the band, also I worry about Andre starring in a movie about Jimi Hendrix, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to watch TV all day and just blog about what I saw, for maybe eight hours straight. &lt;br /&gt;I suspect it would be the most insane thing I ever wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for a great little kid list..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ASSORTED MEMBERS OF THE BAKER FAMILY HAVE GOTTEN NATALIE FOR CHRISTMAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sunglasses rack, thank you Jay at last I have a fancy place to put them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. a book about Mr. Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. New Belle and Sebastian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Vanity fair subscription.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Two books about old movie posters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A day planner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The aformentioned socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Jammies with snowmen all over them, I am wearing them right now, they are too big. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta say a perk of dating is gifts from a different family other than your own. &lt;br /&gt;speaking of which i have cooled down since my post about my mom yesterday, which isn'ty to say she &lt;br /&gt;hasn't been on my mind today. Or I haven't hoped a larger perhaps Indian woman pushed her down today &lt;br /&gt;on the way to dinner. &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/5681798-107233881105984837?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107233881105984837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107233881105984837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107233881105984837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107233881105984837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2003/12/oh-sweet-christmas-or-at-least.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107222977540318299</id><published>2003-12-23T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T17:37:13.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well it turns out I didn't feel particularly chatty today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a letter from my mom in jail.&lt;br /&gt;here is what I learned.&lt;br /&gt;1. Its my fault, not hers. She knows I think she caused my horrible&lt;br /&gt;childhood but damm it she apologized, I need to get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Apparently she is upset I never ask how she is doing, I suppose the&lt;br /&gt;answer is always a lying manipulative bitch, I just figured I wouldn't ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I think she has found some prison style religion. She will pray for me,&lt;br /&gt;she should pray that I don't see her anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. its two mean pages written in pencil, I think in the joint you don't get&lt;br /&gt;pens in case you melt them down in to a shiv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. She has forgiven me for never showing her enough love. Good lord what do&lt;br /&gt;you want lady?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. She wants me to have a nice life. Meaning she never wants to see me&lt;br /&gt;again and really hopes my life is rotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. She is at peace with her choices as my mother, and hopes eventually I&lt;br /&gt;feel the same peace. More weird christiany garbage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. She has a new man in her life who loves her and has forgiven her of all&lt;br /&gt;the things she has done in her past. Really how foregiving will he be when&lt;br /&gt;his visa card, stereo and car are gone for your next meth binge? Not so&lt;br /&gt;much I suspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, not so funny. not so much at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well merry christmas lady, hopefully you will get a nice jail christmas&lt;br /&gt;dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I feel a bit like this is too personal, but after hearing about her&lt;br /&gt;inn-keeper defrauding way I suppose you should hear the next installment.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be back at work until monday I will be cooled off by then one would&lt;br /&gt;hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107222977540318299?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107222977540318299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107222977540318299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107222977540318299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107222977540318299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2003/12/well-it-turns-out-i-didnt-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107213754786980105</id><published>2003-12-22T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T11:37:04.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THIS PART WAS DELETED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my grade for my final online today, (I didn't do too hot)&lt;br /&gt;she gave us all alias's so that it would be private.&lt;br /&gt;I find her choice of names funny and intriquing&lt;br /&gt;I was Selso Flores, the others were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haggis McMutton&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer Inferno&lt;br /&gt;Lost Welshman&lt;br /&gt;Glottis&lt;br /&gt;Anatharia Jack&lt;br /&gt;Lady Ivana&lt;br /&gt;Frozzbox Electric (this is my favorite)&lt;br /&gt;Archibald Hampshire&lt;br /&gt;Captain Rottingham&lt;br /&gt;Grimwall&lt;br /&gt;Gael the Enchantress&lt;br /&gt;Cutthroat Bill&lt;br /&gt;Titania&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how did she choose these? I like them, but how do they fit together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107213754786980105?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107213754786980105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107213754786980105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107213754786980105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107213754786980105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2003/12/this-part-was-deleted-i-got-my-grade.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107187433828507357</id><published>2003-12-19T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T14:53:13.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its almost Christmas, although more importantly its almost time for my&lt;br /&gt;depressing christmas party with my family in the Bay Area who I almost&lt;br /&gt;never see. They are sort of stressful, I am the oldest grandchild yet one&lt;br /&gt;of the only ones without kids. My cousin had a baby when she was 14 or&lt;br /&gt;something and she isn't the only one the joint is packed with teen moms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My people are nothing if not trashy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my presents from my grandmother in washington this week,&lt;br /&gt;she sent me the most insane cross stitch rendering on a picture of me and&lt;br /&gt;my sister from the eigthes, its so intricate that it looks like a picture&lt;br /&gt;from far away, only a crazy lady could do such a good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; was glad to see the comments about the canadian (and later on Nickelodian)&lt;br /&gt;show fifteen, I loved it more than anything. I once watched an eight hour&lt;br /&gt;marathon of it when I was 16 armed only with a giant bag of weed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this link off of Josh's blog, http://www.selectsmart.com/president/&lt;br /&gt;it chooses your presidential candidate Based on questions you answer,&lt;br /&gt;My is a who's who of people bound to lose, Kucinich is my number one&lt;br /&gt;candidate after the suggestion that perhaps I should become a&lt;br /&gt;socialist. Followed by Sharpton and Mosely-Braun. I am proud to say&lt;br /&gt;that even the libertarians did better then Bush did, and I am none to&lt;br /&gt;fond of them although the fact that Kurt Russell was their spokeman did&lt;br /&gt;help, Lo Pan hates the government getting in his business. only the&lt;br /&gt;Constitution party scored lower than  Bush did, fuck they must be a&lt;br /&gt;bunch of Nazi's or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next the religion selector http://www.selectsmart.com/religion.html&lt;br /&gt;ihow about the seven deadly sins selector apparently I will find&lt;br /&gt;out which sin I am, tada its Lust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;allright one more, how about the quiz in order find out what scentologists&lt;br /&gt;think I need to make my life happier and better. (if the answer is sex with&lt;br /&gt;John Travolta or another watching of Battlefield Earth I am in) I have a&lt;br /&gt;feeling the answer will be to become a scientologist.  Actually they&lt;br /&gt;suggest I start by reading a book by L ROn Hubbard what a shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man I have quiz fever. ahhhhhhh Oh No I just found a page of Lord of the&lt;br /&gt;RIngs quizes, ahh work you will be but a memory now.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.SelectSmart.com/lotr.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;writing about online quizes about lord of the rings on your blog,&lt;br /&gt;the height of nerdatude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107187433828507357?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107187433828507357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107187433828507357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107187433828507357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107187433828507357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2003/12/its-almost-christmas-although-more.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107179139959743806</id><published>2003-12-18T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T15:50:53.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have had a rotten day, I stepped on a dead rat and thats not even the&lt;br /&gt;most stressful part of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;less said the better, but at least school is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough about that, because that isn't pure Thursday entertainment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Return of the King Rules. Really, go see it now, right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there is a group out there on the web called Concerned&lt;br /&gt;Women of America http://www.cwfa.org that have really irritated the crap&lt;br /&gt;out of me today. They are a horrible uptight group of right wing bitches.&lt;br /&gt;Who among other things says the morning after pill "would be a welcome tool for&lt;br /&gt;sexual predators, who could keep a stash of it in their bedrooms to give victims&lt;br /&gt; after each rape."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, that is the stupidest argument ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is my take on their incredibly enlightening 11 Ways to resist the&lt;br /&gt;"gay" activist agenda and bring hope and healing to Americas ailing&lt;br /&gt;culture. even though they only show 9, stupid homophobes can't even count.&lt;br /&gt;I heard ten is the gayest number.(now that is a mouth full, and the pun&lt;br /&gt;is intended)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will put their points in bold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. SHARE LIFE CHANGING GOSPEL OF JESUS CHRIST WITH A HOMOSEXUAL.&lt;br /&gt;Hi, are you gay? want me to read you the bible even though I hate you? No?&lt;br /&gt;fag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. EDUCATE YOUR FAMILY, FRIENDS, CO-WORKERS, ABOUT THE HOMOSEXUAL AGENDA.&lt;br /&gt;Your co-workers love queer eye for the straight guy? Explain to them&lt;br /&gt;that sodomites rot in hell, stylish hair or not. Its a great way to make&lt;br /&gt;friends at the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. CONFRONT MEDIA BIAS. They suggest that I contact local journalists&lt;br /&gt;who seem to like or even favor gays and ask them to cover both sides of&lt;br /&gt;the gay issue. You know, the rational side and the angry religious zelot&lt;br /&gt;side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. CALL YOUR REPRESENTATIVES. Hello senator have you banished qeers to hell&lt;br /&gt;from the senate floor? no? well get on it, I heard they don't even vote&lt;br /&gt;with all those dicks in their mouths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. REACH OUT TO YOUR CHILDREN AND YOUNG PEOPLE. There is no better way to seem like a crazy parent just ripe for the rebelling against than to&lt;br /&gt;repeatedly proclaim you hate things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. TALK TO YOUR PASTOR. They suggest I educate my pastor about the evils&lt;br /&gt;of homosexuality, as if your pastor is a real liberal on the subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. SPEAK OUT AGAINST SEXUAL ORIENTATION LAWS. They say that these laws are&lt;br /&gt;the first domino of a full agenda that ends in Gay marriage. One can only&lt;br /&gt;wonder on the dominos in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. LOBBY CORPORATIONS/DO SHAREHOLDER ACTIVISM. Basically try to stop&lt;br /&gt;companies that allow benefits for domestic partners. I just imagine a lady&lt;br /&gt;who owns five shares of a company demanding to see the CEO of a company&lt;br /&gt;armed only with a bible and a basket of "anti-gay" muffins. Sadly this one&lt;br /&gt;seems like one of the more dangerous tips on the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. PRAY AND TAKE DIRECT ACTION. Praying will help, "Dear god, bobby was&lt;br /&gt;watching will and Grace tonight, please strike him down" they suggest you&lt;br /&gt;make a phone tree to keep your friends in the know about the lavendar&lt;br /&gt;menace. that is a phone tree I would love to be on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this link off of the always entertaining, http://www.sickcandy.com/&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/5681798-107179139959743806?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107179139959743806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107179139959743806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107179139959743806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107179139959743806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2003/12/i-have-had-rotten-day-i-stepped-on.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107161579950321156</id><published>2003-12-16T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T15:04:11.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the misspelling of cereal for serial is really sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107161579950321156?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107161579950321156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107161579950321156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107161579950321156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107161579950321156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2003/12/misspelling-of-cereal-for-serial-is.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107160880282937650</id><published>2003-12-16T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T13:07:34.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I will never be as funny as this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mcsweeneys.net/links/lists/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really a list mecca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pick up lines used by cereal killers is hi-larious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107160880282937650?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107160880282937650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107160880282937650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107160880282937650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107160880282937650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2003/12/i-will-never-be-as-funny-as-this.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107160483282044157</id><published>2003-12-16T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T12:01:24.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well just one short day before the last of the Lord of The Rings movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I am really excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a really good place to answer all those nagging questions&lt;br /&gt;that you might have if you don't have the books memorized or really&lt;br /&gt;didn't read them at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lord forbid you couldn't tell your Minas Morgul from your Nu'menoreans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near the bottom of the page is a list of tolkiens works then you can click&lt;br /&gt;your way to better middle earth IQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.sciencedaily.com/encyclopedia/tolkien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought the new Vanity Fair because Viggo Mortensen is on the cover,&lt;br /&gt;hot hot hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107160483282044157?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107153404097893891</id><published>2003-12-15T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T16:21:31.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am getting older, I admit this&lt;br /&gt;I am no longer very in touch with &lt;br /&gt;youth culture, I live the life of &lt;br /&gt;a 29 year old lady. I try not to&lt;br /&gt;embareass myself and it works just&lt;br /&gt;fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man doesn't understand these things. &lt;br /&gt;http://www.naplesnews.com/npdn/nw_columnists/article/0,2071,NPDN_14945_2471004,00.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so bad, I feel sad at the thought of him writing it &lt;br /&gt;with the help of some online hip hop dictionary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107153404097893891?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107153404097893891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107153404097893891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107153404097893891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107153404097893891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2003/12/i-am-getting-older-i-admit-this-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-10715301553830284</id><published>2003-12-15T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T15:16:46.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Allright, todays list, I actually have a list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up really close to the canadian border, 15 minutes in fact.&lt;br /&gt;I grew up watching Canadian television and bitching about those damm&lt;br /&gt;canadian drivers (known as cheeseheads in the popular language). Contrary&lt;br /&gt;to popular belief I am not actually canadian however.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS I HATE ABOUT CANADIANS.&lt;br /&gt;1. The use of zed instead of the letter z, aka "from A to Zed"&lt;br /&gt;2. Canadians coming across the border to shop and then trying to hide&lt;br /&gt;everything they bought so they won't have to pay a duty. This means that&lt;br /&gt;the mall parking lot is a mess of bags, shoe boxes and reciepts.&lt;br /&gt;3. saying grade three instead of third grade.&lt;br /&gt;4. constant bitching about the exchange rate to the person selling them&lt;br /&gt;stuff.&lt;br /&gt;5. Canadian tire, I don't know why the slogan "spend like santa, save like&lt;br /&gt;scrooge" is something that really sticks in my head.&lt;br /&gt;6. Vancover has no left turn lanes that I ever saw. People also double park&lt;br /&gt;to run into the store.&lt;br /&gt;7. HOCKEY NIGHT IN CANADA, much like Monday night football. always on want&lt;br /&gt;you want to watch something else but a TV with one channel only goes so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that said I suppose I must add,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP FIVE THINGS I LOVE ABOUT CANADA.&lt;br /&gt;1. TV shows, SCTV, Degrassi Junior High, Anne of Green Gables, The&lt;br /&gt;beachcombers, good rockin tonight, fifteen and my favorite as a kid, The Littles&lt;br /&gt;t Hobo a great show about a train hopping German Shepard that travels across can&lt;br /&gt;ada saving the day.&lt;br /&gt;2. the major eighties excitement when the band Glass Tiger had a hit,&lt;br /&gt;fuck those canuks went crazy.&lt;br /&gt;3. All that free health care.&lt;br /&gt;4. In British Columbia at least everything is pretty racialy mixed unlike&lt;br /&gt;the US though they actually reflect that in the media, east Indian news&lt;br /&gt;casters, native Americans starring in sitcoms. (actually not native&lt;br /&gt;americans, but I have heard them refered to as native canadians or aboriginals o&lt;br /&gt;r first nations or first born)&lt;br /&gt;5. When I was a young teen the fact that the fluvog store was in Vancouver&lt;br /&gt;was the coolest.&lt;br /&gt;6. the canadians really are a nice friendly people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, let me state again I am not canadian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-10715301553830284?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/10715301553830284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=10715301553830284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/10715301553830284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/10715301553830284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2003/12/allright-todays-list-i-actually-have.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107118805772876669</id><published>2003-12-11T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T16:15:04.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can the japanese make any thing cute?&lt;br /&gt;Judging from these sex toys, yes they can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure theyu have the Hello Kitty Vibrator, but oh so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am particularly a fan of the  New Super Magical Mitten&lt;br /&gt;which according to the website:&lt;br /&gt;in Japan, there are special places called "soaplands" (formerly known&lt;br /&gt;as Turkish Baths until Turkey got upset about it), where a beautiful&lt;br /&gt;woman will soap you up and get you very clean, as well as get you off.&lt;br /&gt;One of the tools used by soap girls is a rubber "magical mitten" which&lt;br /&gt;works with soap as lubricant for a great feel. This is a super soft&lt;br /&gt;rubber sheet that is held in the hand and used to clean anything you&lt;br /&gt;might want to clean. A great adult toy item!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow a special cutely packaged glove to jack-off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also the pillow shaped like a porn star with a hole to do, is weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this site is great for the non-dirty japanese stuff too.&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/5681798-107118805772876669?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107118805772876669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107118805772876669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107118805772876669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107118805772876669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2003/12/can-japanese-make-any-thing-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107118695089901663</id><published>2003-12-11T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T16:47:40.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just to let all my co-workers know my new comments&lt;br /&gt;even work on the ancient work system unlike my old ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107118695089901663?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107118695089901663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107118695089901663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107118695089901663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107118695089901663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2003/12/just-to-let-all-my-co-workers-know-my.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107118682483142440</id><published>2003-12-11T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T15:54:31.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah. the last day of school, Now to wait a full week til my math final.&lt;br /&gt;actually I skipped the last day of psychology because, well I don't have to&lt;br /&gt;go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to those of you who signed my hookers for Natalie petition. Although&lt;br /&gt;I must ask, Scott Miller is against my love of hookers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank tess for pointing out that someone sent spam to one&lt;br /&gt;of our work bulliten boards under the name Fudge V. Moisterizer. I think it&lt;br /&gt;is the funniest thing I have ever seen. Such dirty but not dirty words&lt;br /&gt;combined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is upon us, I wonder what Jandek will find wrapped up under his&lt;br /&gt;tree this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably just an ugly tie from his kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am attempting to change the look of my blog again, I can't handle the one&lt;br /&gt;I have now. Because of my weird non-pc work computer it shows up insane on&lt;br /&gt;my screen and is driving me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a month off of school, time to get down and party, in the way of&lt;br /&gt;someone who will still be working four days a month. I assume it will just&lt;br /&gt;mean more sleeping in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working on stuff for my art show, here is someone I want to rip off.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.artchive.com/artchive/C/cornell.html#images&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I could if I tried, I mean some stuff I do looks like this&lt;br /&gt;anyway but man I like it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also despite my fear of taxidermy I want all of these&lt;br /&gt;http://www.acaseofcuriosities.com/anthropomorphic.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107118682483142440?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107118682483142440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107118682483142440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107118682483142440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107118682483142440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2003/12/yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107109629852371205</id><published>2003-12-10T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-10T14:46:05.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally I get to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear somedays I just put off the blog but skipping two days in a row&lt;br /&gt;seems insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am at work&lt;br /&gt;I am tired&lt;br /&gt;and I knocked over another crappy cubicle wall (my second in as many weeks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord I am bored, funny, but bored nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this whole place is barely put together and I am klutzy as fuck (not to be&lt;br /&gt;confused with a klutzy fuck).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know you can sell your own art on ebay? I looked at it out of&lt;br /&gt;curiousity. It really doesn't sell that well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would I want to buy your crappy wacky cat painting. Well the holidays I&lt;br /&gt;suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also like the title outsider art and ebay.&lt;br /&gt;Now outsider art is a real thing, I understand this. As someone who&lt;br /&gt;understands this can I really be an outsider artist? I am not sure.&lt;br /&gt;But I tell you this I can try to sell some pretty crappy stuff as outsider&lt;br /&gt;art.&lt;br /&gt;Including a pencil drawing of wolverine that looks like a teenage boy did&lt;br /&gt;it during class. (staring bid 9.99)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In todays headlines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bobby brown hit whitney, I can hardly believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elvis costello got married, I can hardly believe it wasn't to Bacharach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Raven Symones 18th birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the FCC is cracking down on deceptive diet ads, Really. Everyone has seen&lt;br /&gt;these ads, and knows they are crap. I mean I can see wanting them to work&lt;br /&gt;but shouldn't you be punished for believeing you can lose 80 pounds in a&lt;br /&gt;month while still eating french fries?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a direct headline,&lt;br /&gt;GM tests Concept of a Humbler Hummer,&lt;br /&gt;now I know it is about the car but I really see some self effecing girl&lt;br /&gt;giving someone a blow job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love this website http://PetitionOnline.com/&lt;br /&gt;its a site of online petitions, another example of the people having too&lt;br /&gt;much time on their hands, here are a few of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LISTEN UP!&lt;br /&gt;1. Put Dr. Hook in the rock and roll hall of fame. I had no idea anyone&lt;br /&gt;cared that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A Mariah Carey Doll, 309 people have signed this. What an ugly doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Romantically link rouge and Wolverine in the next x-man movie.&lt;br /&gt;why, because you said so? Bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 178 people agree thet everyone loves raymond re-runs are on too often&lt;br /&gt;and want their voices heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Bring back Stone Cold, I couldn't agree more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. and this one, which could be one of the hardest hitting things I have&lt;br /&gt;ever read. http://www.PetitionOnline.com/head123/petition.html&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/5681798-107109629852371205?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107109629852371205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107109629852371205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107109629852371205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107109629852371205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2003/12/finally-i-get-to-it.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107091061045657591</id><published>2003-12-08T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T11:11:27.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I got to work today there was a &lt;br /&gt;Sweet Love brand douche sitting on my desk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is here that I learned douching is good &lt;br /&gt;for nervous tension. ummmm great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather went to the dollar store, &lt;br /&gt;a dollar store douche? yipes.&lt;br /&gt;Now I just have this douche sitting here, &lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although It does claim to have a refreshing &lt;br /&gt;Floral Bouquet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is Sodium Benzoate and why does it need to get all&lt;br /&gt;up in my garbage.&lt;br /&gt;I also question the stingability of sorbic acid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole thing makes me uncomfortable, now its &lt;br /&gt;just sitting on my desk staring at me.&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/5681798-107091061045657591?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107091061045657591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107091061045657591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107066948441294859?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107066948441294859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107066948441294859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107066948441294859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107066948441294859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2003/12/there-are-comments-there-it-just-says.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107066016611736441</id><published>2003-12-05T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T13:36:46.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ladies and gentlemen &lt;br /&gt;presenting my sisters blog. &lt;br /&gt;after all two heads are better then one. &lt;br /&gt;(I am actually pained by that joke but it had to be done)&lt;br /&gt;www.thelittlethehead.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107066016611736441?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107066016611736441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107066016611736441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107066016611736441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107066016611736441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2003/12/ladies-and-gentlemen-presenting-my.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107065245086887446</id><published>2003-12-05T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T11:28:25.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Josh, sweetheart the problem isn't the word douchebag it is &lt;br /&gt;the fact you were at a stand up comedy show. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107065245086887446?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107065245086887446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107065245086887446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107065245086887446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107065245086887446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2003/12/josh-sweetheart-problem-isnt-word.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107056798455707654</id><published>2003-12-04T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T12:00:23.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bustin out, this is a phrase I love today,&lt;br /&gt;as in "I busted out at target last night and bought a bra and four pairs of&lt;br /&gt;underwear"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh Target how you tempted me last night but I tried to fight back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also workout pants for 25.00 is a fuckin injustice. Its just over glorified&lt;br /&gt;sweat pants for fucks sakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also at laine Bryant today buying fat lady tights and let me tell you&lt;br /&gt;that place is an explosion of awful pants with weird fades and shit sewn&lt;br /&gt;all over them. and all the summers peasant blouses are on sale, I bought&lt;br /&gt;10 of them and will always be looking like a gauzy, paisley house from here&lt;br /&gt;on out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw Jonathan Richmond last night, it was great, it didn't rock me as hard&lt;br /&gt;as usual but it was good nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the middle age couple in front of me was doing the weird lady in front ass&lt;br /&gt;to man crotch grinding dance, yuk. I really hate couples that grind and are&lt;br /&gt;all touchy at shows. come on! go home if you want to get all overly sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLOTHING THAT LOOKS GOOD ON NO ONE.&lt;br /&gt;1. pleated pants, sorry to all you dockers lovers, but flat fronts are the&lt;br /&gt;way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ladies who pull their pants up too high, there is a lady here at the&lt;br /&gt;office who does it, those fuckers are up to her neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. See through mesh, I saw a lady at the mall rocking this look today&lt;br /&gt;I know she thought she looked holiday festive but really I could just see&lt;br /&gt;her bra straps. (This one can be OK in some ways, I know it when I see it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. UG Boots, the official foot wear of Santa Cruz, allright they may be&lt;br /&gt;comfortable but they look like suede moon boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Those weird silk men's shirts from the 90's, you know the ones they&lt;br /&gt;remind me of unlubricated condoms. Very homecoming dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Tube top, duh this one goes without saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Thong out side of pants, I know it is the very height of hootchie wear,&lt;br /&gt;but fuck tuck that shit in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allright thats enough judging for today. If you are guilty of any of these&lt;br /&gt;things, sorry I bet it looks great on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a p.s. for Josh, Douchbag is still funny here on the west coast. or at&lt;br /&gt;least I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5681798-107056798455707654?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107056798455707654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107056798455707654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107056798455707654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107056798455707654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2003/12/bustin-out-this-is-phrase-i-love-today.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107048786407204526</id><published>2003-12-03T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T13:45:02.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at last Babyface gets the props he deserves. &lt;br /&gt;http://www.soulofamerica.com/images/photos/indy_babyface.jpg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also I want a minature horse.&lt;br /&gt;there is no creature cuter&lt;br /&gt;http://www.guidehorse.com/&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/5681798-107048786407204526?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107048786407204526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107048786407204526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107048786407204526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107048786407204526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2003/12/at-last-babyface-gets-props-he.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107047953642954605</id><published>2003-12-03T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T11:27:03.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good day everyone, thanks for all of your support on the defrauding an inn&lt;br /&gt;keeper joke always being funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However as I try to write me mom a "sorry your retarded ass landed in jail,&lt;br /&gt;again" letter I just keep laughing and imagining all the good jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, C-murder, brother of No Limit Records and gold tank lover Masta P was&lt;br /&gt;charged with defrauding an innkeeper as well as murder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When am I going to be able to hear the Michael Jackson, R. Kelly Single&lt;br /&gt;Give Me One More Chance that they recorded before Michaels current troubleT&lt;br /&gt;began. It just sounds like a joke to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching a Richard Pryor special the other night and Jay pointed out&lt;br /&gt;that Pryor is always funny and other comedians blow, why? Actually he may&lt;br /&gt;have pointed out his love of Jeff Foxworthy shortly thereafter but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand up comedians are the worst, and when I was 11 it was my dream to be&lt;br /&gt;one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now there is a new movement in stand up comedey that seems to be spear&lt;br /&gt;headed by the holy unfunny trinity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennis Miller, Colin Quinn and Dennis Leary. Ohhh god I hate them so.&lt;br /&gt;you know they stand up for the little guy. the guy who loves the war,&lt;br /&gt;hates political correctness and wants to always point out that they can't&lt;br /&gt;make jokes about black guys. Sweet god fellas I despise you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read Jana's Blog http://janaland.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;Her food reviews are brilliant, and to copy her I too will make this list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I ATE YESTERDAY&lt;br /&gt;1. Raisin Bran, with soy milk&lt;br /&gt;2. Trader Joe's cheetos&lt;br /&gt;3. Toast with Brie and blackberry jam&lt;br /&gt;4. four carrots&lt;br /&gt;5. two frozen fish fillets, and fries with a delicious katsup and&lt;br /&gt;horseradish dippin sauce.&lt;br /&gt;5. two pieces of celery&lt;br /&gt;6. Soy nuts&lt;br /&gt;7. biscotti&lt;br /&gt;I think thats it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todays lunch?&lt;br /&gt;more of those damm cheetos&lt;br /&gt;soy nuts&lt;br /&gt;vanilla yogurt&lt;br /&gt;raisin bran&lt;br /&gt;carrots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really just more of the same.&lt;br /&gt;I eat like I am on some weird diet yet I weigh 250 pounds, damm it&lt;br /&gt;I feel cheated. I eat how I want to eat, I don't always eat like this&lt;br /&gt;either. (see this weekends eating at Jimboys twice) But I wish I could eat&lt;br /&gt;like a fat lady. You know lots of bon bons, handfuls of roast beef, half&lt;br /&gt;and half by the pint.&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/5681798-107047953642954605?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107047953642954605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107047953642954605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107047953642954605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107047953642954605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2003/12/good-day-everyone-thanks-for-all-of.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107039429904976269</id><published>2003-12-02T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-02T11:45:36.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Helllooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a better day than yesterday, and luckily I have not defrauded any&lt;br /&gt;innkeepers today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a beautiful fall day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am eating Trader Joes brand cheetos, delicious.&lt;br /&gt;I love the new trader Joes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking yesterday about how dumb people&lt;br /&gt;are, and how often they put themselves in even dumber situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE DUMB-ASS THINGS YOUR DUMB ASS DID TO FUCK IT ALL UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Unprotected sex, yesterday was Worldwide AIDS day, there was a bunch of&lt;br /&gt;stuff on TV about it. Plus babies and the clap. Really not using a condom&lt;br /&gt;is the dumbest thing I can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Drunk Driving, Ohh I see my friends doing it. I even used to claim&lt;br /&gt;that I wasn't going to let people do it, but you know what I am as bad as&lt;br /&gt;everyone else. I can see you lying right to my face dipshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Dying on the operating table after plastic surgery, nice tits lady,&lt;br /&gt;they are a bit cold and blue though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sleeping with the wrong people, pretty self explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Defrauding Innkeepers (will this joke ever get old?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My, my aren't we an sassy lady.&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/5681798-107039429904976269?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107039429904976269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107039429904976269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107039429904976269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107039429904976269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2003/12/helllooooo-today-is-better-day-than.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681798.post-107031509013990843</id><published>2003-12-01T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T13:45:26.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, well I am back.&lt;br /&gt;A whole week off, it was a little bit hard top break myself of the blog&lt;br /&gt;habit, once in a weak moment I even considered going to the library to post&lt;br /&gt;something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My week was pretty good, my sister visited, I made thanksgiving dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Watched a whole lot of television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangely enough I realized that I actually like having things to do, a&lt;br /&gt;schedule. Without anything to do I get real antsy. Plus having a visitor is&lt;br /&gt;strangely disrupting, not that I had to baby sit her or anything but it did&lt;br /&gt;change my schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to stop smoking so much, Jay stopped cold turkey but I just&lt;br /&gt;don't have the willpower. As I type this I am chewing a piece of gum like&lt;br /&gt;my life depended on it. Sadly I love smoking (and apparently slowing&lt;br /&gt;killing myself) and am going to smoke less. I usually smoke between six and&lt;br /&gt;ten cigarettes a day so there isn't too very much to cut down to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out my mom is in Jail for the next few months. I am torn about&lt;br /&gt;this. I know it is a good idea, she can sober up and maybe get her shit&lt;br /&gt;together, but Christmas in the slammer is too sad even for her no good ass.&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the jail website, one of the charges is defrauding an&lt;br /&gt;innkeeper. Thats my favorite its very olde timey. The violation of the&lt;br /&gt;controlled substances act is not my favorite, ohh mom, grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow this is overly long, and really more personal than I like to get.&lt;br /&gt;I have no urge to write the list, maybe later.&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/5681798-107031509013990843?l=thehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/feeds/107031509013990843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5681798&amp;postID=107031509013990843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107031509013990843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5681798/posts/default/107031509013990843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehead.blogspot.com/2003/12/well-well-i-am-back.html' title=''/><author><name>thehead12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491341796586971606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
