<?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-9028779</id><updated>2011-07-28T13:32:17.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>notes from your friend and humble narrator</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSUEGpSS50/SC81UU6jwNI/AAAAAAAAACg/iXarWtJp1zs/s1600-h/30042008223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSUEGpSS50/SC81UU6jwNI/AAAAAAAAACg/iXarWtJp1zs/s320/30042008223.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201434717964189906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a whyle since i have last blogged about my trip but...ill get to that in a min. its not like people read this thing anyway. i went back to manly to get some swordfish asked kathryn if she wouldnt mind to join me, but she had a busy day at work so i went anyway. the swordfish was great, too bad i didnt have a chance to eat it all outside. the wind really picked up and i had to go inside. mind you i didnt want to but the people that worked there told me i had better do so. the wind was knocking over umbrellas.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the next day i had some money to spend. i think it was about 200 bucks and i didnt want to get it converted back to canadian, so i wanted to spend some money. i saw this thing for a whale watching tour. i got down to the harbor again where the opera house is. i talked to someone down there that asked me to go over where he was. he said that its one of his flyers and that the whales are not going to be out till mid may. so that was a little disappointing.  i went on another tour around the harbor. then i found the other ice bar and i must say that i was a little disappointed. for 30 bucks( i saved 10 for going on that boat ride with kathryn) you get 30 min and you get a free drink. the bar had ice sculptures that was cool and the glasses are made of ice, but its only one room and when i got there most of the sculptures had been either broken or some was melted from people touching it. so when i got in there was 2 other people from i cant remember where and the bar tender was from norway. the other 2 people in there was cold and didnt even last the 30 min. i think they were in there for about 10 min and it was too cold for them. i talked to the bar tender and i said i was from canada, the other 2 told me that " so this is basically your backyard then" i just laughed and said pretty much. they had their jacked all zipped up and trying to stay warm but i was just talking with it unzipped. before my time was up i ordered another drink. the little buzzer thing went off so i had 5 min remaining. but when i got my drink i tipped the bartender 5 bucks so he told the people at the desk to turn off my buzzer and i could stay there until i finished my drink. i asked my brazilian friends if they wanted tos go for a drink that night around the corner at &lt;a href="http://www.scruffymurphys.com.au/"&gt;scruffy Murphy's&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);   font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;font-size:12px;"&gt; DRAG QUEEN KARAOKE  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;was something to see i guess. after spending my money i was given more drinks from junior. that night was the first night i ended up getting drunk. i threw up 2 times and i was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; that i didnt throw up on the shuttle bus to the airport. when i got there i was fine and got on the plane and went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px;font-family:Arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px;font-family:Arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;the whole time i was wondering if i was too late to see my grandmother before she died. the whole time i was thinking if we can go faster so i can get there on time. so when i got home my sis asked me if i wanted to see my grandmother and that she thought that i should. i spent a couple of hours before i was tired and told her good night. those where the last words i spoke to her. she died that night. but at least she stayed alive untill i got home. this i was told was about a week and a half she lasted. ill blog more later on my cuz's trip down here and my new luck with lavalife and plenty of fish and of olga from russia that coming down here to work and wants to meet me from lava life. here is a pic of me and the Brazilians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-6428114108377976979?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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Grande';font-size:12px;"&gt;http://www.hostelworld.com/hosteldetails.php/HotelDiscovery-Melbourne-942&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:12px;"&gt;sydney &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:12px;"&gt;http://www.hostelworld.com/hosteldetails.php/TheMazeBackpackers-Sydney-908&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-5168448471402130704?l=nowthatimnothing.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-9028779.post-4870197173383997090</id><published>2008-04-28T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T18:53:50.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>trip comming to a close.</title><content type='html'>on sat i went to go meet my uncle. he told me to be at his place for 530. i told him id be there but i wanted to take the operahouse tour first. so of course this being me and i have only been to the opera house everyday since i have been here. some days more than one. its almost like im being dragged there. one day i decided to walk in any direction. just see where i ended up. i started walking in the other way of the opera house....guess where i ended up? you guess it. i think i have been there about 8-10 times or more.anway i had to take a taxi to get to my uncles on time.it ran about 21 bucks. so we meet up and i had supper over there. later on over coffee they asked me what else i wanted to do. i said the blue mountains. http://www.bluemts.com.au/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so they ended up taking me there and paying for everything! my food, rides there, everything. something that was unexpected. i wanted to at least pay for the food but that was not going to happen. so i enjoyed meeting them, but i was told it wasnt the first time. when i was too young to remember i meet them in Saskatchewan. his face did look like i have meet him somewhere before. so i might take a day tour tomorrow if i can to the wine yards and see those. i love OZ wine and i wouldnt mind to see where it is made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i did the bridge climb here someone told me about this video someone made before all the security was put in. so i had to see this video for myself http://youtube.com/watch?v=OgKljHgKv9k now being up there and knowing how bad the wind is sometimes its hard for be to believe that someone would do this. i was up there but there is a path this guy didnt take. he has no safety things on him at all. this is fucked up. and also they found a shopping cart full of beer up there before the safety things were installed. i just wonder how they got it up there..lol. it would be one hell of  a place to have a beer though&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-4870197173383997090?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/4870197173383997090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=4870197173383997090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/4870197173383997090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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only be in a room with 4 people. what a mixture of people. there are 2 people from Brazil, and one from hong kong. been talking quite a bit to the Brazilians. they are nice,even thought one of them cant speak a word of English. then i went to get some food and the paper. i started to read the paper after putting the food away and then i thought to myself. what the fuck are you doing reading the paper. the reason you are here is to see the opera house and its soo close and you are just sitting here reading the paper? what are you stupid? so i walked down there and took some pics. i have to go back at night to get some better ones. and im going there today to get some day shots and take the tour. when i walked up there i the first night walked in to get some gifts for people ( so far i have bought a spoon for my mom from where ever i went. i have about 9 of them for her so far!) then i decided that i might as well see something from there seeing how i dont know when the next time ill be here. the first thing i asked was can i walk in the way im dressed, i thought there might be a dresscode or something from that place. but there wasnt and i went to see the serpents teeth http://www.sydneyoperahouse.com/whatson/TheSerpentsTeeth.aspx&lt;br /&gt;it was in one of the smaller places but at least i could say that i was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day i went to get the bridge climb done and over with. the story bridge was  80 metres above sea level.and this one is 134 metres above Sydney Harbour i got quite the good pic taken of me from both places but i  must say that i like the one from here better, there is just something about the opera house in the background thats great. so out of the 3 bridges you can climb in the world i have now done 2 of  them and i dont think thats too bad. maybe ill go to =new Zealand to get the last one out of the way. walked around for a bit like i usually do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night. had a great time with Kathryn. meet up with her at the town hall steps. yesterday was anzac day http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/ANZAC_Day. so i have never seen the streets so empty in some places. i was kind of weard, i almost got the feeling from 28 days later when he walks through a busy part in London and no one was there. she took me to a bunch of places including the aquarium, a powerboat ride in the harbor. this was great the  fast boat, the  sharp turns , everything was great. ( if you are reading this kathryn  now you can hear the song that i was thinking of when i was on that boat) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BezTAd-9Mc0.&lt;br /&gt;and that day tripper song that i told you about with the day pass http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V2UYRoti-tY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from there went to manly i think ill go back to have some swordfish from this one place. anyway..lol. there i was introduced to this game thats only played on anzac day, other wise its illegal.  its called 2up     http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Two-up. now that was an experience. the first place we played was in the back of this bar. it was outside in what looked like a back alley. and here there was a bunch of people yelling and patting their heads and tails with money that they were going to bet. i wish i would have been able to see the look on my face because it would have been priceless. literally it looked to me like one of those gambling games where there are 2 animals in the center and people bet on what one was going to win and what one was going to die. but once you get into it and you realize that these people are honest with the other persons money i started to bet there. well the one time anway. people that bet on heads holds onto the the other persons money, sometimes it got up to 250 on a coin toss. later on when that place closed down for the day we went back to the city and tried to find some other places that was playing. at this point i was up 10 bucks. found another place just by my hostel (another place lisa said was good and now i know why) Scruffy Murphy's. i tried my turn at being the spinner....ya i dont think i should have done that. i tossed 5 odds and lost the 20 bucks i was betting on heads. then i came back and won some another 10 bucks on some more betting. so i guess in the end i ended up even on the night now that i look at it. it was fun and i have to play again. ill going to make myself a kip at home and practice so i can actually flip the coins. the embarrassment of not being able to flip the coins was...wow. anyway after that went to cheer and had a couple more drinks. i was a good night over all and one i wont forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the operahouse i ate there and it was basically a buffet style there. i thought it would be a menu or something but i was wrong. i had put my stuff on a table beside a chair and someone took the chair. this older lady. so i had to eat some of my meal standing up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 class="firstHeading"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-8124038108306402638?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/8124038108306402638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>first thing last.</title><content type='html'>when i first got here i look a look at this little thing they have over here in the hostle. its this little thing with cards on it to differnt places. i looked at this one called  ice lounge. http://www.chillon.com.au/ and i thought to myslef i want to go here. later on i found out that henry rollins was doing to do a spoken word thing here and was luckey enought to get  a ticket to a 3rd show that was just added. so then i wanted to put 1+1 and get a great night out. but this was not to happen. it says on the back of the card open 7 days a week from 12pm till late. i dont know what they think is late around here but its not late. rollins was GREAT and  seeing him in person is a must for anyone. he gives it his all and puts on a great show. he started just after 8 and didnt take any breaks till 11. infact he only went for his water bottle once the whole time. i bought a tshirt and his cd. then after this i went over to the ice lounge to make my night complete. but this was not to happen the fucking thing was closed. one person went to it later on as i was just about to call from outside. i asked him when it closed and he said on sunday 930 and mon-sat1030. i went on that great ocean road day tour today and that was good. took lots of pics. got back to the hosetle at about 950.  just great if i can get my laundry together and then rush off i could just make it for one drink so i can say that atleast i was there for one drink. i got my things together and it was only 10. great 30 min to get there...i can do this. i make it there in 10 min flat. then its not even open. so there is one thing so far that i wanted to do that i cant., im leaving tomorrow for sydney. i cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe they will have some place bar/lounge thats made of ice. and maybe just maybe they will be open past 930.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-9028779.post-7511739131735862890</id><published>2008-04-19T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T06:23:09.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so apparently im a collingwood football club supporter now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;http://www.collingwoodfc.com.au/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to try and get henry rollins spoken word tickets for tonight, but they didnt have any. so i got one for a 3rd show that they just added. its on monday and im in t he last row. but at least im there. so i found out that the &lt;a href="http://www.mcc.org.au/default.asp?pg=museums" class="l" onmousedown="return clk(this.href,'','','cres','2','')"&gt;Melbourne Cricket Club was around where i was going to be.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to go to a second game in 2 days. i had fun at the last game so why not. i had to wait until 5 for the gates to be open. so i went on their tour of th building and they had a sports museum also. anway i ended up getting a general admission ticket that cost 10 bucks less and i was at ground level. i was listing to music on my ipod touch when someone asked me about it and someone else in that family asked me if  i wouldnt mind moving over a seat so he can sit with his son. i said yees and started to talk to them. they eventually asked where i was from and then we got talking about football and everything else under the sun. i told them about last nights game and then they asked me who am i cheering for. i told them i went for (insert name later.) and then they told me that tonight im a official collingwood football club supporter and put a hat on my head. i thought it wasnt going to go any farther than that but then they asked for the hat back so they can sign it and then gave it to me! people i had just meet gave me a member&lt;br /&gt; 2008 hat for free. i still cant believe that someone would do that and just after talking to them for 20 or so min. they said i was brave that i was out here all by my self maybe that had something to do with it. so anyway my new team lost a heart breaker.later on at the end i asked them if i can take their pic ( that ill be posting later because my cellphone is charging). this moment will last for a long time.&lt;a href="http://www.mcc.org.au/default.asp?pg=museums" class="l" onmousedown="return clk(this.href,'','','cres','2','')"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-7511739131735862890?l=nowthatimnothing.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-9028779.post-7927099118494965830</id><published>2008-04-18T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T16:49:25.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>afl(Australian Football League)</title><content type='html'>i was going to go yesterday with erin(sis's friend) but that didnt end up working out. something came up or something. i know she was going to go out of town for the weekend. it would have been nice to have someone there that actaully knew what was goingon and simple things like what team was the home side. i didnt know who to cheer for so i simply looked around me and looked for who had the most support in the area that i was in. this was essendon. the ticket said st.kilda vs essendon so im assuming that essendon was the home team. they lots 87 to 123. attendence was 49,721 or something like that..it was up there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i went to see if to see if i can get a tecket and i did. so instead of going back to read up more on the rules i  decided to walk around and see what else it there. there was a old car show thats is only open on tuesday. by the time i got back to the arrena i stil had time to kill and i didnt want to walk back. so i ate something, they open the gates early so people can watch the warm ups and stuff like that. (before i went i did read the rules for about under 5 min or maybe 5 min. i did understand the basics like how many points and basically what you can and cant do. i still dont get as soon as they passed the ball to a area (looked basically like every 10 yards) they were given room to move around untouched. they dont give people time to react if the ball goes out of play. its the ref goes to the out of play line and then tosses the ball backwards. small stuff like that i eventually got and got into the game. apparently when you go to one of these things you have to have a meat pie. so least quarter i went and got one and a beer.  i think they use everything from the animal that was used for the meat pie. because i got something rubbery and looked to see what it was. and it looked to me like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;artery.&lt;/span&gt; going to try and see henery rollins tonight in his spoken word. there is also this ice lounge ( http://www.chillon.com.au/ ) still going to put in a trip to &lt;b&gt;Ayers Rock&lt;/b&gt; and a day trip down the great ocean road&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-7927099118494965830?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/7927099118494965830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=7927099118494965830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/7927099118494965830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/7927099118494965830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2008/04/aflaustralian-football-league.html' title='afl(Australian Football League)'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-7352480283348086270</id><published>2008-04-17T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T01:20:45.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when things hit you...they sure hit you</title><content type='html'>i found out today that my grandmother isnt doing well and has weeks to live. im on the other side of the world and i have no idea on what i should do. i could cancel the rest of my trip and go home early and be with my grandmother in her final moments. they say she has about 1-2 weeks. the thought of me going home and finding out that she died on the way back home is on my mind. i dont know what i should do and whats best.im trying to get my mind off things and enjoy Melbourne at the moment...but its not that easy. when to  a museum of video game history where they had lots of hands on stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to go to this Dracula cabaret restaurant tonight hopefully this comedy will be good and there is a ghost train ride thats included in the price.its ironic that im going to some place called draculas with death being  close. or maybe its the eternal life thing and hoping that she will say alive  till i get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://draculas.com.au/"&gt;http://draculas.com.au/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also going to try and get a ticket for henery rollins spoken word here in Melbourne if i can find the place&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-7352480283348086270?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' 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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-9028779.post-1399512516213325834</id><published>2008-04-16T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T00:44:31.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so the swim was worth it</title><content type='html'>it was worth it but i didnt actually get a chance to touch any dolphins. their idea of swim was to get dragged behind a boat and you are given a mask and snorkle. it still was fun and would like to do it again here. maybe actually get dragged by one would be another whole experience. there is sooo much to do here and i know that i wont  have enogough time or money to do it all. ill have to come back and start off here..lol. i dont want to leave here. im going to book swimming with sharks also. i cant wait and see how that goes, that is if i still have the guts to do it when im there..lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking back on adelaide it was ok but i could have done without going there and come over here first (Melbourne) but live and learn i guess.. one strange thing that i forgot to mention about adelaide was that  when i was in a bar ( couple doors down from where i was staying) someone from the salvation army walked in and asked people in the bar for donations. and the strange part is that everyone gave him something, including myself. i thought it you ask someone in the bar when they are drinking for money for a good cause.. then i guess i can give it to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-1399512516213325834?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/1399512516213325834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>so i spent an extra 160 bucks...ohh well</title><content type='html'>well just to swim with the dolphins there is ended up spending an extra 160 bucks to get my flight changed. i hope this works out for me. this was my way of thinging and i hope in the long run it saves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i know where the place is and how to get there.&lt;br /&gt;2)i know where the location of the boat is.&lt;br /&gt;3)i love where it is&lt;br /&gt;4)if i had to go do this is melbourn it would have taken me time and effort to find where the place is, how to get there...ect...ect....ect and this is only an 1hour40 min extention of my time here but planning things out over there would take at least a day to do everything i already know here. and if i dont happen to see anything i end up getting my money back...so i hope this ends up saving me time over in melbourn and hopefully ill have time to book a day or 2 package to Ayers Rock. i hope i have thought this out because 160 bucks is exactly that. but then again its an extra 60 bucks if you look at it this way, i spent 100 bucks to swim with the dolphins and if i didnt go id be throwing that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i know what i just did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-651826538619407028?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/651826538619407028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=651826538619407028&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/651826538619407028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/651826538619407028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-i-spent-extra-160-bucksohh-well.html' title='so i spent an extra 160 bucks...ohh well'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028779.post-2846192285137220190</id><published>2008-04-14T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T21:51:51.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this just sucks ass</title><content type='html'>well due to a mistake on my part (sort of) i missed out on the dolphin swim. the pamplet says it takes off at 8am. they wrote on my ticket that it now leaves at 730am. so i got there a couple min after 8 thinking it would be all good. when i tried to get a refund they just rebooked me and saying that seeing how she told me aobut the time change that i wont get a refund. there goes that 100 bucks. they said i can get booked for tomorrow but here is the problem. i would get back at 1130 and the plain leaves at 1210 for Melbourne. so i wont have enought time to get to the flight. i think im going to tell the receptionest here that if anyone wants to go just tell them that they are me and maybe they can get a free swim out of this. anyway im still going to see if i can get to the shooting range and opal mine here. thats all i have left to do there. maybe ill go back to the ocean. i did buy a allday pass. might as well get my moneys worth from that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-2846192285137220190?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-9028779.post-8504787294766472103</id><published>2008-04-14T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T03:03:00.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>things seem to get better here.</title><content type='html'>today i went to book my dolphin swim and had a great time walking around at the ocean. its hard to beleve that its soo nice there and sooo many old people over there. well i guess not, it would be nice to live out there when your retired and wake up to that view. but there is amazing houses out there. and there are people out there that are in their 40s im thinking.i know this is not sounding like a good post but im just trying to put as much things down before my time runs out and i have to get more time added onto my card. tomorrow(my last full day here) i think im going to spend most of it at teh beach, there is a underground opal mind under a store at the mall i think ill go check out and also there is a gun range i think ill go see what they have and maybe fire off a couple of rounds. depending on the cost. ohh ya  had kangeroo today at at the ocean. its hard to describe what exactly it tastes like but all i know is that i like it and more than likey will have it again tomorrow after i get out from swiming with the dolphins. im not sure if ill blog again tomorrow after the dolphin swim or not...more than likely i will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-8504787294766472103?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/8504787294766472103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=8504787294766472103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/8504787294766472103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/8504787294766472103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2008/04/things-seem-to-get-better-here.html' title='things seem to get better here.'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-8112403109462536679</id><published>2008-04-13T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T06:18:37.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blah day</title><content type='html'>well i found out today that there was a aussie football game here last night and i missed it due to that jackass at the cricket gate. i was looking for something open to see if there was a football game on but no one was there. so i asked the person at the cricket table if there is anything going on in the arena today. he said nothing was going on here till the 25th. so i got fucked out of seeing football here. today was just a blah day and i did fuck all. all i did was get a new cell phone i got the nokia n73 and if i get it unlocked 6 months later it will cost 50 bucks less. or if anyone knows how to unlock a cell phone let me know. i like the nokias now. i didnt like them for some time now but this phone makes me change my mind. anyway enought about a phone..lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to call tomorrow about a dolphin swim. apparently its only a 20 min train ride so ill call and hopefully i can get in on a swim here if not there still is 2 more cities i can try.something strange came over me today with how this place looks and everything. for some reason i just thought of big brother and how there is cameras everwhere and a bunch of people that dont know each other. i find that in this place people are a lot less social than the other one.people here are more likely to stick to their own friends. too bad i havent had the expreience that lisa has had and made more friends...but im sure that will happen over time. but at least i can say that i have been to OZ the place that i have always wanted to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-8112403109462536679?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/8112403109462536679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=8112403109462536679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/8112403109462536679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/8112403109462536679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2008/04/blah-day.html' title='blah day'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-224352124443525771</id><published>2008-04-11T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T04:47:55.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>walked around a little today. found the local &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;afl&lt;/span&gt; stadium and again when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; here no one is playing or there is even no cricket going on. why cant i go somewhere where there is a local sporting event going on? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ohh&lt;/span&gt; well i still have 2 cities to go to and maybe ill get lucky in that regard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things i still  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; gotten use to&lt;br /&gt;1) taxi driver on the wrong side ( proper side here)&lt;br /&gt;2) the way the spell bus on its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;buz&lt;/span&gt; ( at least from what i saw in Brisbane)&lt;br /&gt;3) the fact that i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; seen a fosters  here at all and i have walked past and been in a couple of bars. i have seen tonight a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kokanee&lt;/span&gt; but no fosters.&lt;br /&gt;4) how people once they find out you are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Canadian&lt;/span&gt; start to talk to you for no reason. perfect &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;exanple&lt;/span&gt; is on the story bridge that once the person behind me found out they talked to me at random parts during the climb. and that i got a discount at a comic store ( had to go its called pulp fiction comics) got 4 bucks off for some reason he had been to thunder bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was that guy today i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; tell him where i was from but i went to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;arena&lt;/span&gt; where they play &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;aussie&lt;/span&gt; foot ball (aami stadium there is another name but it excapes me at the moment.) and one person walked up to me and talked about a a statue and how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;americans&lt;/span&gt; helped to recreate it for some reason i have no idea why he just walked up to me and started to talk to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-224352124443525771?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/224352124443525771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=224352124443525771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/224352124443525771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/224352124443525771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2008/04/walked-around-little-today.html' title=''/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-4127300353670004424</id><published>2008-04-10T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T03:04:13.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>adelaide</title><content type='html'>this place seems ok. im in this hostle that is an older building and actually has real keys not those key cards(10 buck deposit on the key and its already bent. i think when i put it in my pocket it bent, so i might be loosing that right from the start. there is only 8 people to this room and only 4 beds are filled at the moment. so thats good. it seems a little warm here but thats just first thoughts. i don tknow but it looks like only one bathroom on the bottom floor and one shower. if im right this could be something to look for future blogs. and i have already payed for my 6 days so im in for the long hall no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at this adelaide guide book (depending on how to get to these places. i can take a day tour to the kangaroo island(i think ill do this) and the temptation sailing-dolphin swim.&lt;a href="http://dolphinboat.com.au/"&gt;http://dolphinboat.com.au/&lt;/a&gt; ill look more into that in the morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-4127300353670004424?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/4127300353670004424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=4127300353670004424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/4127300353670004424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/4127300353670004424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2008/04/adelaide.html' title='adelaide'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-3119627884248368243</id><published>2008-04-09T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T19:21:47.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>killing time.</title><content type='html'>its now 12:11. my flight dosnt leave till 15:35. so im killing an hour on the good old interweb before i leave for adelaide. looking back on the city i LOVE IT and would want to move here. did almost all of the city things there is to do from visiting the XXXX brewery, to the queen street shopping center. taking the citycat(taxi boat down, there is a river down the middle fo the city) down the river on both sides.went to the ZOO(look at earlier posting) walked down the river. looked at both city parks, took lots of pics of OLD buildings and everything is great.basically i walked from one end of the city to the other. looking back on things i could have gone down to the vally to drink(big part place with lots of bars.) but i didnt feel like it. i noticed that there is little travel shops that offer differnt packages to differnt places like aries rock(i still want to go there) and maybe i will if i can find a differnt package. some other palces i should look into the the gold cost and sunshine coast. get a day package or something and then go from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still get a laugh of the tour guide and how afraid she is of possums and not the hight of the bridge. on the way up the bridge she told us of her fear of possums and on the stairs going back...there was 2 of them everyone elese wanted to say and pet them because how "cute" they are but not the guide. she yelled and then walked to get out of there. well i have nothing else to say and might as well look at some other pages while i still have the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-3119627884248368243?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/3119627884248368243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=3119627884248368243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/3119627884248368243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/3119627884248368243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2008/04/killing-time.html' title='killing time.'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-2082018438512726136</id><published>2008-04-09T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T04:41:28.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>story bridge</title><content type='html'>that was some expericence. i thought it was going to be a lot worse than what it was. i guess walking over the bridge and seeing what it had to offer kind of gave me the creeps. you will see what im talking about when i put up pics on flickr. anyway you walk under the bridge to get to the main part. even then i was thinking to myself what am i getting into. then looking up to the bridge from where you start to climb. again the feeling of what the fuck did you just get your self into. but then the steep walk up wasnt as bad as i thought it would be. its one of those things as soon as you do it you wonder why you worry soo much. its kind of like the CN tower in toronto. the glass floor (if you have been there you know what im talking about) you look and then once you done it its not bad. infact the center of the climb you had to stay up there for 5 min and the guide leader told you about the city. just looking it was kind of calming. i still dont know how i did this without spitting on traffic. there was a coupld of places where you can get your pic taken and i did. becausae my sis wasnt here i got put up the devil horns and thats the pic that i got printed out. over all i would do this again but there still is sydney and that bigger bridge i still want to do. there are 3 bridges you can legally climb 2 of them here and 1 in new zealand. so 2 of 3 isnt going to be bad. the bridge i was on apparently is the biggest bridge there.  so from that stand point i was on top of the city. next stop&lt;br /&gt;Adelaide tomorrow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-2082018438512726136?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/2082018438512726136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=2082018438512726136&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/2082018438512726136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/2082018438512726136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2008/04/story-bridge.html' title='story bridge'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028779.post-8620627059721045396</id><published>2008-04-08T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T02:39:15.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im getting use to carrying more stuff in my pants now. books...little things on places i want to see and pens and highliters.there is a lot going on. today was a good day. talked down to the city park and looked around. NICE there...look some pics. walked over to the story bridge and decided to book a climb.&lt;a href="http://www.storybridgeadventureclimb.com.au/"&gt;http://www.storybridgeadventureclimb.com.au/&lt;/a&gt;..looks like fun. i wonder i wonder if im going to shit my pants in all this. ohh well....and i dont like hights..lol. this is one way to get over it. id better im not going to waste 99 bucks and not go throught with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats about it. only 1 more full day and then on the 10th im out of here at 10am for the check out . i think ill just end up going over to the airport right from here and look at the next city and see what i should do there. im still not sure on if i should go to another hostle or just book at cheap hotel.or even if i do go hostle way do like i did this time and just ask the taxi driver if he knew any good ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time will tell what i do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-8620627059721045396?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/8620627059721045396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=8620627059721045396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/8620627059721045396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/8620627059721045396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-getting-use-to-carrying-more-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-5660636183133654738</id><published>2008-04-07T18:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T18:16:31.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so getting back from yesterday</title><content type='html'>the fist stop from the zoo we went down this street that looked like i have been there. even thought i have never been there before. anyway i saw this sign that i remember and we went the way i thought we were going to. its strange how you can dream something and then eventually get there. and in the dream i was in a little bus things also just like the thing that took us to the zoo. i didnt put things together untill i saw the street and looked around. what a strange feeling. going to be taking a river tour of the city and then climb a bridge they have there also. there is 3 you can clim in OZ and ill be doing 2 of them. its hard to beleve a week is almost over. 2 more nights here and then im off to the next city.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-5660636183133654738?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/5660636183133654738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=5660636183133654738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/5660636183133654738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/5660636183133654738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-getting-back-from-yesterday.html' title='so getting back from yesterday'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-8190955747663137504</id><published>2008-04-07T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T18:13:01.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>XXXX</title><content type='html'>i know what you are thinking and not its not a harder version of porn. but here the amount of x's is the quility of beer. i wish i would have known this before i went on that tour...lol...j/k i knew. the tour was great. showing how beer gets to your glass and them on the convaer belt. the beer smaples at the end was good also. for the frist time i didnt actually like the stout, but i love guinness...go figure. no rugby or anything going on here maybe in the next town or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to talk more about the trip home last night but onluy have 20 secsons left on this card. talk more tomorrow dejavu muhc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-8190955747663137504?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/8190955747663137504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=8190955747663137504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/8190955747663137504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/8190955747663137504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2008/04/xxxx.html' title='XXXX'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-4251228536296220781</id><published>2008-04-06T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T02:10:51.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Australia Zoo</title><content type='html'>spent 350 or there about today. that includes the trip there and back and all the gifts for people. i spent about 10 bucks for myself. it was a good time there except for the little boy that kept on  yelling for his mom and dad when he got to to the other one. so if he was with dad he yelled for mom. what a pain in the ass. i took well over 600 pics in 6 hours. the show at the main stage was great. these free birds flew past us and went over the crowd. sooo close that a couple of them almost hit me. i cant beleve how big that place is and all the walking i had to to today.but well worth every (i want to say cent but there is no penny here) dollar? not sure. but you know what im talking about. to end if off the fed agro. that big 16 foot croc...all i can say is wow. what a way to end a day and just the way i wanted to end it. if only my sis was here to see it with me. i know she would have loved it. ohh well she will have to go here one day. apparently they just bought more land is going to expand. i still cant beleve i actually pet a kangaroo,Kwala,and a Wambat. more stories later. i have to pay for the internet 4 bucks for 60 min and this time around is just about to expire. ohh well more later on when i can get more time. thats also why there is no pics yet. it takes too much time and hard drive space for me to do at the moment. ill have to look for a liabary or somewhere else other than the hostle to do it. now its 7 gal and 3 guy in my room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-4251228536296220781?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/4251228536296220781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=4251228536296220781&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/4251228536296220781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/4251228536296220781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2008/04/australia-zoo.html' title='Australia Zoo'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028779.post-5999610497280468571</id><published>2008-04-04T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T23:56:13.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>supanova</title><content type='html'>went to the supanova pop culture expo today. it was ok at best. there was people dressed up as differnt characters but if i would have taken more pics i would have been arrested because of the peoples  ages. i found something for my sis but i dont know if it would have arrived back home in one peace. its a autograhped pic and card of someone from supernatural. got a couple pics of james kyson lee. didnt get autograph. the line up was too big. there is always tomorrow if i have to get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was only one thing there of venom. and it was a figure from spiderman 3 so i stayed away from that. nothing there that i wanted. ohh well if i end up going to that comicon in winnipeg i hope there is going to be  more there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-5999610497280468571?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/5999610497280468571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=5999610497280468571&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/5999610497280468571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/5999610497280468571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2008/04/supanova.html' title='supanova'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028779.post-8281403912068553096</id><published>2008-04-03T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T23:30:58.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brisbane part 2</title><content type='html'>didnt go to the zoo today. i tried to find this beer company that gives tours. didnt find it. but founs a andy warhol art display so when to that. i like a lot of his stuff and for 20 bucks i just had to go. they had 300 things of his his. lots of letters and what not. walked down to the waterfront and foundthis wild life cuse www. mirimar.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this and trying to find that beer company should take a day. who knows mabye try and get in a rugby game in. there is this bar i found on my walk that has live bands called the fox. lots to do  here. and time so far and money seems to be plenty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought a couple of gifts. ones for my mom. spoons and what not a necklace for my friend dan with a sharks tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zoo tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first night here. i was wrong its 10 people in a room. 7 guys and 3 gals. things went good. the others had a lot of things to talk about but seeing how this is my first hosle and big trip i had nothign to add to this conversation just to sit there and listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great time so far... nothing to complain about. mark if you are reading this so far no video. all they have here is the water efficent ones that the water dosnt go around the bowl. but ill find one...lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-8281403912068553096?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/8281403912068553096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=8281403912068553096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/8281403912068553096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/8281403912068553096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2008/04/brisbane-part-2.html' title='Brisbane part 2'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-6921014667596005040</id><published>2008-04-02T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T19:14:51.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brisbane</title><content type='html'>well i have only been here for a short time and all ready made a mistake. tried to get into the wrong side of the cab....lol. they should put the drivers side on the same side everywhere....that way i wouldnt look like a complete ass. there are a lot of great sandstone buildings here. have about 40 pics and i have only been here for about 4 hours. still have to get mark his toilet video. the people here are so nice and the cab driver basically gave me a guided tour on the way to the hostle. this should be weard. first time in a hostle. 156 bucks for 6 nights and thats not bad and its within 5 min of the major mall. the bad part is that there is 4 bunks set up so for the frist time ill be sharing a room with 7 other complete strangers. ohhh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow ill be going to the Australia Zoo! if i read the little package here that it will cost 100 bucks for 6 hours of wondering the zoo. but that also includes the pick up from where ever you are staying in Brisbane. so ill be taking lots of pics and getting stuff for people that asked for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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hopefully its going to be a good one.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-7327470891745579879?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/7327470891745579879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=7327470891745579879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/7327470891745579879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/7327470891745579879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2008/04/last-post-from-canada-next-stop.html' title='last post from canada. next stop Australia'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-3230198692528201322</id><published>2008-02-01T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:34:03.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSUEGpSS50/R6Oz-o0gQ2I/AAAAAAAAACY/RfXHpfVpZRw/s1600-h/dilbert2008073343201.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSUEGpSS50/R6Oz-o0gQ2I/AAAAAAAAACY/RfXHpfVpZRw/s320/dilbert2008073343201.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162167486587618146" 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title=''/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSUEGpSS50/R6Oz-o0gQ2I/AAAAAAAAACY/RfXHpfVpZRw/s72-c/dilbert2008073343201.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028779.post-7216362289248894252</id><published>2008-01-24T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T14:51:22.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>must have been thought of by homer simpson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.browniepointsblog.com/2008/01/20/homemade-bacon-vodka/" rel="bookmark" title="Permanent Link to Homemade Bacon Vodka"&gt;Homemade Bacon Vodka&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-7216362289248894252?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/7216362289248894252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=7216362289248894252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/7216362289248894252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/7216362289248894252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2008/01/must-have-been-thought-of-by-homer.html' title='must have been thought of by homer simpson'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-4159521026850076383</id><published>2007-11-18T09:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:34:04.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSUEGpSS50/R0B3T6bYCFI/AAAAAAAAACI/3H-GHv7lJ5A/s1600-h/n42108761_31548612_3526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSUEGpSS50/R0B3T6bYCFI/AAAAAAAAACI/3H-GHv7lJ5A/s320/n42108761_31548612_3526.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134234759187662930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its kind of amazing how ones life changes from having lots of friends is high school....to those friends moving on with their life....how little you actually talk to those friends.....and how the ones that are still in town it seems wants little to nothing to do with you at all.....trying to keep up with friends seems to be impossible working midnights...at lease before i could see what people are up to with blogs and now no one seems to even do that anymore...the few people that i do call seem to have better things to do than to hang out once a month.....i dont ask for much...hang out one time a month just to get caught up on things...go see a little ufc drink some beers...have a good time...but it seems like even that is too much to ask of people....maybe its getting to that point where i have to move out to a different city...i wonder...would anyone even notice that i have gone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSUEGpSS50/R0B3T6bYCFI/AAAAAAAAACI/3H-GHv7lJ5A/s72-c/n42108761_31548612_3526.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028779.post-5002361208923307230</id><published>2007-10-25T04:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:34:04.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSUEGpSS50/RyCC8BLddDI/AAAAAAAAACA/5vkzWzk2Vqo/s1600-h/473_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSUEGpSS50/RyCC8BLddDI/AAAAAAAAACA/5vkzWzk2Vqo/s320/473_image.jpg" alt="" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028779.post-87775771104575128</id><published>2007-10-12T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T18:47:25.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>anyone have an extra $8.5 million...for my new penthouse at the top of New York's Central Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://gizmodo.com/gadgets/dept-of-envy/85-million-nyc-esquire-north-penthouse-is-a-decadent-tech-wonderland-giant-gallery-306848.php"&gt;my new home&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill be your best friend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-87775771104575128?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/87775771104575128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=87775771104575128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/87775771104575128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/87775771104575128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2007/10/anyone-have-extra-85-millionfor-my-new.html' title='anyone have an extra $8.5 million...for my new penthouse at the top of New York&apos;s Central Park'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-3638874860513569757</id><published>2007-10-05T06:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T06:18:50.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>free download of new raidohead cd....even better.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="100%"&gt;&lt;div id="articlebox"&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.zeropaid.com/" class="content-title"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Radiohead Shocks Record Industry With Free Download of New Album&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div id="author"&gt;posted by &lt;a href="http://www.zeropaid.com/news/user.php?login=soulxtc"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;soulxtc&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a href="http://www.zeropaid.com/news/index.php?category=file%20sharing"&gt;file sharing&lt;/a&gt; //  3 days 22 hours 30 minutes ago                        &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center" valign="top"&gt;        &lt;div id="votecount"&gt;     &lt;div id="cnttxt"&gt;&lt;a id="mnms-0" style="text-decoration: none; text-align: center;"&gt;15&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;votes&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;span class="votebox"&gt;           &lt;div id="addvote"&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:menealo(0, 9026, 0, '321647f1dcca103318c7d4de1f5bc53b')" style="text-decoration: none;" id="mnmlink-0"&gt;vote&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;   &lt;!--  &lt;script src="http://digg.com/tools/diggthis.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/td&gt; //--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;     &lt;div style="float: right;"&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_client = "pub-7786496086665423"; google_ad_width = 336; google_ad_height = 280; google_ad_format = "336x280_as"; google_ad_type = "text_image"; //2007-07-19: ZPRD_news 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src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/ads?client=ca-pub-7786496086665423&amp;amp;dt=1191590176578&amp;amp;lmt=1191590171&amp;amp;prev_fmts=728x90_as%2C120x90_0ads_al%2C120x600_as&amp;amp;format=336x280_as&amp;amp;output=html&amp;amp;correlator=1191590174968&amp;amp;channel=5579536708&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.zeropaid.com%2Fnews%2F9026%2FRadiohead%2BShocks%2BRecord%2BIndustry%2BWith%2BFree%2BDownload%2Bof%2BNew%2BAlbum&amp;amp;color_bg=FFFFFF&amp;amp;color_text=000000&amp;amp;color_link=0066CC&amp;amp;color_url=0066CC&amp;amp;color_border=FFFFFF&amp;amp;ad_type=text_image&amp;amp;ref=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.google.ca%2Fsearch%3Fhl%3Den%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla%3Aen-US%3Aofficial%26hs%3DRvm%26sa%3DX%26oi%3Dspell%26resnum%3D0%26ct%3Dresult%26cd%3D1%26q%3Dradiohead%2Bfree%2Bcd%26spell%3D1&amp;amp;cc=53&amp;amp;ga_vid=732195682.1191590175&amp;amp;ga_sid=1191590175&amp;amp;ga_hid=1269642664&amp;amp;flash=9&amp;amp;u_h=1024&amp;amp;u_w=1280&amp;amp;u_ah=1024&amp;amp;u_aw=1280&amp;amp;u_cd=32&amp;amp;u_tz=-240&amp;amp;u_his=1&amp;amp;u_java=true&amp;amp;u_nplug=21&amp;amp;u_nmime=73" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" vspace="0" hspace="0" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="0" height="280" scrolling="no" width="336"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;h3&gt;Tells fans that they can pay as much or as little as they want for the band's new album "&lt;a href="http://www.radiohead.com/deadairspace/"&gt;In Rainbows.&lt;/a&gt;" &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Newly freed from the shackles of a recording industry contract, the famed UK band &lt;a href="http://www.radiohead.com/deadairspace/"&gt;Radiohead&lt;/a&gt; has decided to buck the system and offer its new album "&lt;a href="http://www.inrainbows.com/Store/Quickindex.html"&gt;In Rainbows&lt;/a&gt;" directly to fans at whatever price they feel like paying. It's now shaping up for the revolution to be televised after all. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The album will be available for download directly from its website beginning October 10th, and fans can choose to pay as little as 45 pence, about $1 USD, the credit card handling fees. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's their first release since 2003's "Hail to the Thief," the last album required under its recording contract with the EMI/Capitol records label. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On its surface it may not sound like too big of a deal, I mean offering an album directly to consumers for download isn't exactly groundbreaking, but when you stop to consider that &lt;a href="http://www.radiohead.com/deadairspace/"&gt;Radiohead&lt;/a&gt; is a big name talent with tons of album sales, fans, and music awards under their belt it really gives moment for pause and makes you realize that this is indeed a revolutionary development in the music industry. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's the first time that a band with such a fanbase and lucrative capacity for CD sales has decided to embrace the future of music distribution and sidestep the traditional music industry altogether. It's an event that is certain to cause panic in record label boardrooms everywhere and cause a further dent in already slumping CD sales. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Despite the fact that fans can opt to pay essentially nothing, its more than likely that they will choose to pay something of meaning and reward the band for this bold endeavor since all profits go directly to Radiohead and not into the pockets of out of touch record labels. Plus fans will most likely choose to download it directly from the band's site instead of on &lt;a href="http://www.dailytech.com/article.aspx?newsid=9103"&gt;P2P&lt;/a&gt; and file-sharing networks because they will be able to get it faster and at a guaranteed quality bitrate encoding. It suddenly makes piracy look irrelevant.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also, what's interesting to point out is that an artist only makes about $1 USD per each $16.98 USD retail album he sells right now anyways, and I'm certain many will opt to pay at least this much if not more. For all intents and purposes it's actually possible that they will make more money selling "In Rainbows" directly to consumers than they would have otherwise. It's hard to fathom that the record industry makes a big stink about how piracy leads to "starving artists" when it gives a measly dollar to them while it consumes the other sixteen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h187/soulxtc/new%20pics/cdpop.pie.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The move may also cause a further shakeup of the music industry because other big artists may now demand better contract deals under threat of leaving and distributing music themselves as &lt;a href="http://www.inrainbows.com/Store/Quickindex.html"&gt;Radiohead&lt;/a&gt;.has done. Being that the music industry offers little incentives for signing other than upfront cash to struggling bands and marketing assistance, its days of necessity are almost over. Both mean nothing to the more established artists and are increasingly possible to overcome even for new and lesser known talent. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The bottom line here is that Radiohead may have finally shown the world once and for all that bypassing record labels is actually possible. It used to be that the artists needed them, for who else was able to manufacture, distribute, market, stock, and sell your CDs. But, now it's the other way around. The music industry is now content-centric, meaning that all you need now is quality music, a PC, and an internet connection. Record labels don't really have that much to offer music artists anymore, and it's this fact that makes their profit grabs all the more distasteful. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I urge you to show your support for TRUE ARTISTS and make record labels sit up and take notice by buying a copy of &lt;a href="http://www.inrainbows.com/Store/Quickindex.html"&gt;Radiohead's new album "In Rainbows"&lt;/a&gt; on October 10th. Join the revolution.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-3638874860513569757?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/3638874860513569757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=3638874860513569757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/3638874860513569757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/3638874860513569757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2007/10/free-download-of-new-raidohead-cdeven.html' title='free download of new raidohead cd....even better.'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-3595842698544582729</id><published>2007-09-24T02:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T02:23:51.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more bands should do this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a class="tagautolink" title="Posts tagged as trent reznor" href="http://valleywag.com/tech/trent-reznor/"&gt;Trent Reznor&lt;/a&gt;, frontman for Nine Inch Nails, is on the warpath against his record label, &lt;a class="tagautolink" title="Posts tagged as universal music group" href="http://valleywag.com/tech/universal-music-group/"&gt;Universal Music Group&lt;/a&gt;. In Sydney, Reznor kicked off the NIN concert with an &lt;a href="http://www.music2dot0.com/archives/42"&gt;appeal to the crowd to steal his music until the labels realize they're ripping people off&lt;/a&gt;.  This follows his attack on the recording industry while playing the Beijing Pop Festival earlier this month. &lt;a href="http://www.music2dot0.com/archives/36"&gt;He asked Chinese fans who couldn't obtain legal copies of his album to download it off the Web&lt;/a&gt;. Reznor views labels as greedy entities -- charging progressively more for records without passing any additional revenue to artists. Once the band's contract with Universal is finished, Reznor plans to sell music directly to his fans for about $4 an album.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-3595842698544582729?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/3595842698544582729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=3595842698544582729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/3595842698544582729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/3595842698544582729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2007/09/more-bands-should-do-this.html' title='more bands should do this.'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-802247588353019462</id><published>2007-09-14T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T14:52:11.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth About America - via George Carlin..makes sence after watching prison break season 2</title><content type='html'>http://www.filecabi.net/video/George_Carlin_America.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-802247588353019462?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/802247588353019462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=802247588353019462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/802247588353019462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/802247588353019462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2007/09/truth-about-america-via-george.html' title='The Truth About America - via George Carlin..makes sence after watching prison break season 2'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-951568224130419164</id><published>2007-09-03T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T05:59:52.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more Celebrity Jeopardy</title><content type='html'>http://www.metacafe.com/watch/138386/celebrity_jeopardy/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.metacafe.com/tags/celebrity_jeopardy/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-951568224130419164?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/951568224130419164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=951568224130419164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/951568224130419164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/951568224130419164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2007/09/more-celebrity-jeopardy.html' title='more Celebrity Jeopardy'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-3124033868042757150</id><published>2007-08-05T20:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T20:56:51.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/138389/celebrity_jeopardy.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span size =" 1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/138389/celebrity_jeopardy/"&gt;Celebrity Jeopardy&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="'http://www.metacafe.com/'"&gt;The best bloopers are here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-3124033868042757150?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/3124033868042757150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=3124033868042757150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/3124033868042757150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/3124033868042757150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2007/08/celebrity-jeopardy-best-bloopers-are.html' title=''/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-7482184219996350319</id><published>2007-07-27T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T15:20:19.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guy Rules</title><content type='html'>1. Under no circumstances may two men share an umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;2 . It is OK for a man to cry ONLY under the following circumstances:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;(a) When a heroic dog dies to save its master.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;(b) The moment Angelina Jolie starts unbuttoning her blouse.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;(c) After wrecking your boss's car.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;(d) 1 hour, 12 minutes, 37 seconds into "The&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Crying Game".&lt;br /&gt;&gt;(e) When she is using her teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;3 . Any Man who brings a camera to a bachelor party may be legally killed&lt;br /&gt;&gt;and eaten by his buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;4 . Unless he murdered someone in your family, you must bail a friend out&lt;br /&gt;&gt;of jail within 12 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;5 . If you've known a guy for more than 24 hours, his sister is off limits&lt;br /&gt;&gt;forever unless you actually marry her.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;6 . Moaning about the brand of free beer in a buddy's fridge is &lt;br /&gt;&gt; forbidden..........However complain at will if the temperature is &lt;br /&gt;&gt; unsuitable.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;7 . No man shall ever be required to buy a birthday present for another&lt;br /&gt;&gt;man. ...In fact, even remembering your buddy's birthday is strictly &lt;br /&gt;&gt; optional. ....At that point, you must celebrate at a strip bar of the&lt;br /&gt;&gt;birthday boy's choice.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;8 . On&lt;br /&gt;&gt;a road trip, the strongest bladder determines pit stops, not the weakest.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;9 . When stumbling upon other guys watching a sporting event, you may ask&lt;br /&gt;&gt;the score of the game in progress, but you may never ask whose playing.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;10 . You may flatulate in front of a woman only after you have brought her&lt;br /&gt;&gt;to climax. ........If you trap her head under the covers for the purpose of&lt;br /&gt;&gt;flatulent entertainment, she's officially your girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;11 . It is permissible to drink a fruity alcoholic drink only when   you're&lt;br /&gt;&gt;sunning on a tropical beach... and it's delivered by a topless model.And&lt;br /&gt;&gt;only when it's free.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;12 . Only in situations of moral and/or physical peril are you allowed to&lt;br /&gt;&gt;kick another guy in the nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;13 . Unless you're in prison, never fight naked.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;14 . Friends don't let friends wear Speedos. .....Ever. ....Issue closed.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;15 . If a man's fly is down .............. that's his problem . you didn't&lt;br /&gt;&gt;see anything.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;16 . Women who claim they "love to watch sports" must be treated as spies&lt;br /&gt;&gt;until they demonstrate knowledge of the game and the ability to drink as&lt;br /&gt;&gt;much as the other sports watchers.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;17 . A man in the company of a hot, suggestively dressed woman must remain&lt;br /&gt;&gt;sober enough to fight for her .&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;18 . Never hesitate to reach for the last beer or the last slice of &lt;br /&gt;&gt; pizza. but never both, that's&lt;br /&gt;&gt;just greedy.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;19 . If you compliment a guy on his six-pack .......... you'd better&lt;br /&gt;&gt;be talking about his choice of beer.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;20 . Never join your girlfriend or wife in discussing a friend of&lt;br /&gt;&gt;yours except of course if she's withholding sex pending your response.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;21 . Phrases that may NOT be uttered to another man while lifting weights&lt;br /&gt;&gt;at the gym;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;(a) Yeah, Baby, Push it!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;(b) C'mon, give me one more! Harder!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;(c) Another set and we can hit the showers!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;22 . Never talk to a man in a bathroom unless you are on&lt;br /&gt;&gt;equal footing: i.e., both urinating, both waiting in line,   etc.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;For all other situations, an almost imperceptible nod is all the&lt;br /&gt;&gt;conversation you need.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;23 . Never allow a telephone conversation with a woman to go on longer than&lt;br /&gt;&gt;you are able to have sex with her. .........Keep a stopwatch by the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;......Hang up if necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;24 . The morning after you and a girl who was formerly "just a friend" have&lt;br /&gt;&gt;carnal, drunken freaky monkey sex, the fact that you're feeling weird and&lt;br /&gt;&gt;guilty is no reason for you not to nail each other again before the&lt;br /&gt;&gt;discussion about what a big mistake it was occurs.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;25 . It is acceptable for you to drive her car. . It is not acceptable for&lt;br /&gt;&gt;her to drive yours.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;26 . Thou shalt not buy a car in the colours of brown, pink, lime green,&lt;br /&gt;&gt;orange or&lt;br /&gt;&gt;sky blue.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;27 . The girl who replies to the question "What do you want for Christmas?"&lt;br /&gt;&gt;with "If you loved me, you'd know what I want!". gets an Xbox. .......End&lt;br /&gt;&gt;of story.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;28 . There is no reason for guys to watch Ice Skating or Men's Gymnastics.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;29. We've all heard about people having guts or balls. But do you really&lt;br /&gt;&gt;know the difference between them?    In an effort to keep you informed, the&lt;br /&gt;&gt;definition of each is listed below.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;"GUTS" is&lt;br /&gt;&gt;arriving home late after a night out with the guys, being assaulted by your&lt;br /&gt;&gt;wife with a broom, and having the guts to say, "are you still cleaning or&lt;br /&gt;&gt;are you flying somewhere?"&lt;br /&gt;&gt;"BALLS" is coming home late after a night out with the guys smelling of&lt;br /&gt;&gt;perfume and beer, lipstick on your collar, slapping your wife on the ass&lt;br /&gt;&gt;and having the balls to say, "You're next!"&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;We hope this clears up any confusion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-7482184219996350319?l=nowthatimnothing.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-9028779.post-7307644740867413560</id><published>2007-06-14T05:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T05:13:25.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://www.filecabi.net/video/Kat_Williams_Weed.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-7307644740867413560?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/7307644740867413560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=7307644740867413560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FT060JGp9sQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FT060JGp9sQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-8203470954230102502?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/8203470954230102502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=8203470954230102502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/8203470954230102502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSUEGpSS50/Rf9Ept0Cc1I/AAAAAAAAABk/VG5q0UG-30A/s72-c/4526_image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028779.post-4290432396737189895</id><published>2007-03-13T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T18:42:12.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UNBELIEVABLE MATH PROBLEM</title><content type='html'>&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                Here is a math trick so unbelievable&lt;br /&gt;&gt; that it will stump you.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                Personally I would like to know who&lt;br /&gt;&gt; came up with this and why&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                 that person is not running the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; country.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                1. Grab a calculator. (you won't be&lt;br /&gt;&gt; able to do this one in your&lt;br /&gt;&gt;       head)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                2. Key in the first three digits of&lt;br /&gt;&gt; your phone number (NOT the&lt;br /&gt;&gt;       area code)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                3. Multiply by 80&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                4. Add 1&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                5. Multiply by 250&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                6. Add the last 4 digits of your&lt;br /&gt;&gt; phone number&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                7. Add the last 4 digits of your&lt;br /&gt;&gt; phone number again.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                8. Subtract 250&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                9. Divide number by 2&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                Do you recognize the answer?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-4290432396737189895?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/4290432396737189895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=4290432396737189895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/4290432396737189895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/4290432396737189895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2007/03/unbelievable-math-problem.html' title='UNBELIEVABLE MATH PROBLEM'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-7269586276920673522</id><published>2007-03-04T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T06:48:23.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 39% Addicted to the Internet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouaddictedtotheinternetquiz/internet-2.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Internet? Please. You're definitely not geeky enough to be that addicted.&lt;br /&gt;You have a full life off your computer - and the internet is just a small pastime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouaddictedtotheinternetquiz/"&gt;Are You Addicted to the Internet?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-7269586276920673522?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/7269586276920673522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=7269586276920673522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/7269586276920673522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/7269586276920673522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2007/03/you-are-39-addicted-to-internet.html' title=''/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-7702759671212719147</id><published>2007-03-04T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T06:44:04.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#F88B8B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 60% Boyish and 40% Girlish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#A7CEFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howboyishorgirlishareyouquiz/"&gt;How Boyish or Girlish Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-7702759671212719147?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/7702759671212719147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=7702759671212719147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/7702759671212719147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/7702759671212719147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2007/03/you-are-60-boyish-and-40-girlish-you.html' title=''/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-5131135605822279716</id><published>2007-03-04T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T06:33:22.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your True Love Is a Cancer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsignisyourtruelovequiz/cancer.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you'll love a Cancer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cancer's loyal and sincere heart makes your own sensitive heart melt.&lt;br /&gt;Caring and devoted, a Cancer will take the lead in pursuing you - and not give up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why a Cancer will love you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're laid back enough to deal with Cancer's little mood swings and freak-outs.&lt;br /&gt;A fellow homebody, you know how make Cancer comfortable and at home with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsignisyourtruelovequiz/"&gt;What Sign Is Your True Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-5131135605822279716?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/5131135605822279716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=5131135605822279716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/5131135605822279716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/5131135605822279716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2007/03/your-true-love-is-cancer-why-youll-love.html' title=''/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-8736457677415486769</id><published>2007-03-04T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T06:26:15.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sydney....i just knew it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Travel Horoscope for Virgo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourtravelhoroscopequiz/virgo.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you travel, you need to keep active and on the go.&lt;br /&gt;You want a vacation where you can keep moving and keep things exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should travel to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris&lt;br /&gt;Tokyo&lt;br /&gt;NYC&lt;br /&gt;Sydney&lt;br /&gt;London&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourtravelhoroscopequiz/"&gt;What's Your Travel Horoscope?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-8736457677415486769?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/8736457677415486769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=8736457677415486769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/8736457677415486769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/8736457677415486769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2007/03/sydneyi-just-knew-it.html' title='Sydney....i just knew it!'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-5721182313706464458</id><published>2007-02-25T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T07:26:09.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Movie Buff Quotient: 84%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouamoviebuffquiz/movie-5.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a movie buff of the most obsessive variety. If a movie exists, chances are that you've seen it.&lt;br /&gt;You're an expert on movie facts and trivia. It's hard to stump you with a question about film.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouamoviebuffquiz/"&gt;Are You a Movie Buff?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-5721182313706464458?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/5721182313706464458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=5721182313706464458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/5721182313706464458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/5721182313706464458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2007/02/your-movie-buff-quotient-84-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-6355428648451020740</id><published>2007-02-25T06:51:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T07:01:57.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Belong in London&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whateuropeancitydoyoubelonginquiz/london.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You belong in London, but you belong in many cities... Hong Kong, San Francisco, Sidney. You fit in almost anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;And London is diverse and international enough to satisfy many of your tastes. From curry to Shakespeare, London (almost) has it all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whateuropeancitydoyoubelonginquiz/"&gt;What European City Do You Belong In?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-6355428648451020740?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/6355428648451020740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=6355428648451020740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/6355428648451020740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Mac&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouamacorapcquiz/mac.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are creative, stylish, and super trendy.&lt;br /&gt;You demand the best - even if it costs an arm and a leg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouamacorapcquiz/"&gt;Are You a Mac or a PC?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-8345109891220155890?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/8345109891220155890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSUEGpSS50/RdeWv3uKH2I/AAAAAAAAAA0/2gGHwnPN708/s1600-h/GetAttachment1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSUEGpSS50/RdeWv3uKH2I/AAAAAAAAAA0/2gGHwnPN708/s320/GetAttachment1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032656857765388130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSUEGpSS50/RdeWv3uKH3I/AAAAAAAAAA8/_sWtvOx98z0/s1600-h/GetAttachment2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSUEGpSS50/RdeWv3uKH3I/AAAAAAAAAA8/_sWtvOx98z0/s320/GetAttachment2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032656857765388146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSUEGpSS50/RdeWv3uKH2I/AAAAAAAAAA0/2gGHwnPN708/s72-c/GetAttachment1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028779.post-2621747304088997225</id><published>2007-02-11T08:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T08:04:33.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DABB99;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Soy Latte&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EAD3B8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofcoffeeareyouquiz/soy-latte.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your best, you are: free spirited, down to earth, and relaxed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you are: dogmatic and picky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You drink coffee when: you need a pick me up, and green tea isn't cutting it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your caffeine addiction level: medium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcoffeeareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Coffee Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-2621747304088997225?l=nowthatimnothing.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-9028779.post-3162684144643368241</id><published>2007-02-11T08:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T08:02:19.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In 1978 (the year you were born)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whathappenedtheyearyouwerebornquiz/baby.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy Carter is president of the US&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US Senate votes to turn over the Panama Canal to Panama on December 31, 1999&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Israel and Egypt reach a peace settlement at the Camp David Accords&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The US and mainland China announce that they will restore full diplomatic relations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Members of Jim Jones' People's Temple commit mass suicide in Guyana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pope John Paul II becomes the first non-Italian pope in centuries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ted Bundy is captured in Florida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first computer bulletin board system is created&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garfield debuts in newspapers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashton Kutcher, Kobe Bryant, Usher, Clay Aiken, and Nelly Furtado are born&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New York Yankees win the World Series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallas Cowboys win Superbowl XII&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Montreal Canadiens win the Stanley Cup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday Night Fever and Grease are the top grossing films&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Night Fever" by the Bee Gees spends the most time at the top of the US charts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diff'rent Strokes and Mork &amp;amp; Mindy premiere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whathappenedtheyearyouwerebornquiz/"&gt;What Happened the Year You Were Born?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-3162684144643368241?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/3162684144643368241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=3162684144643368241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/3162684144643368241'/><link rel='self' 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serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Slow and Steady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdopeopleseeyouquiz/serious.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends see you as painstaking and fussy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They see you as very cautious, extremely careful, a slow and steady plodder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'd really surprise them if you ever did something impulsively or on the spur of the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They expect you to examine everything carefully from every angle and then usually decide against it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdopeopleseeyouquiz/"&gt;How Do People See You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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dangerous kind of evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howevilareyouquiz/"&gt;How Evil Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-4151591821030447778?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/4151591821030447778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=4151591821030447778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/4151591821030447778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/4151591821030447778'/><link rel='alternate' 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bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdrugisyourpersonalitylikequiz/acid.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit wacky, you're very difficult to predict.&lt;br /&gt;One moment you're in your own little happy universe...&lt;br /&gt;And the next, you're on a bad trip to your own personal hell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdrugisyourpersonalitylikequiz/"&gt;What Drug Is Your Personality Like?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-3615431504597326959?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/3615431504597326959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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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-9028779.post-338616287434726669</id><published>2007-02-08T05:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:34:07.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i never knew i had soo much in common with wally...lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSUEGpSS50/Rc2_0G9Kj4I/AAAAAAAAAAo/KDQ1Lgb00PU/s1600-h/mygoalsinlife.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSUEGpSS50/Rc2_0G9Kj4I/AAAAAAAAAAo/KDQ1Lgb00PU/s320/mygoalsinlife.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029887260783972226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028779.post-6627766895085671045</id><published>2007-01-29T13:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T13:56:38.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DATING RITUALS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times;font-size:180%;color:#0080c0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;DATING RITUALS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;WHITE WOMEN&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First  date:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; You get to kiss her goodnight.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second  date:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; You get to grope all over and make  out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third  date&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#0080c0;"&gt; :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; You get to have sex,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but only in the missionary position. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#339966;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;IRISH WOMEN&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#339966;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Date:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; You both get blind drunk and have sex. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#339966;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Date:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; You both get blind drunk and have sex. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#339966;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20th Anniversary: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You both get blind drunk and have sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ITALIAN WOMEN&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Date:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; You take her  to a play and an expensive restaurant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Date:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; You meet  her parents and her Mom makes spaghetti and meatballs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third Date:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; You have sex, she wants to marry you and insists on a 3-carat ring.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th  Anniversary:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; You already have 5 kids  together and hate the thought of having sex. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th Anniversary:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; You find yourself a girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#0080c0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;CHINESE WOMEN &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First date:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; You get to buy her an expensive dinner,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but nothing  happens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second  date:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; You buy her an even more expensive  dinner. Nothing happens again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third date:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; You don't  even get to the third date and you already realized nothing is going to happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;INDIAN  WOMEN&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First date:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; Meet her  parents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second  date:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; Set the date of the wedding.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third  date:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; Wedding night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666699;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;BLACK WOMEN&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666699;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Date:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; You get to  buy her a real expensive dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666699;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Date: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You get to  buy her and her girlfriends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;a real expensive dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666699;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third Date:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; You get to pay her rent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666699;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenth Date:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; She's  pregnant by someone other than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#99cc00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;MEXICAN WOMEN&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#99cc00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;First  Date:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; You buy her an expensive dinner,  get drunk on Tequila, and have sex in the back of her car. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#99cc00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Date:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; She's pregnant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#99cc00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third Date:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; She moves  in. One week later ~ her mother, father, his girlfriend, her two sisters, her  brother, all of their kids, her grandma, her father's girlfriend's mother, her  two cousins, her sister's boyfriend and his three kids move in and you live on  rice and beans for the rest of your life in your home that used to be nice, but  now looks like a home along the Rio Grande.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#339966;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339966;"&gt;What's The  POINT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#339966;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339966;"&gt;DON'T YOU  JUST LOVE IRISH WOMEN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-6627766895085671045?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/6627766895085671045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=6627766895085671045&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/6627766895085671045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/6627766895085671045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2007/01/dating-rituals.html' title='DATING RITUALS'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028779.post-3874177812433777168</id><published>2007-01-19T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:34:08.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>World of Warcraft: The Burning Crusade endorses animal cruelty???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSUEGpSS50/RbGCX4BqMmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TAp5L6hHuLQ/s1600-h/punchthekitten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSUEGpSS50/RbGCX4BqMmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TAp5L6hHuLQ/s320/punchthekitten.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021938406182761058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lol i dont think that w.o.w does endorse animal cruelty.....but....dont i think that punching a kitten is a good quest..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt; know that the Blood Elves are supposed to be an egotistical, self-centered, downright evil race... but don't the quests sometimes seem a little heavy-handed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-3874177812433777168?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/3874177812433777168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=3874177812433777168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/3874177812433777168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/3874177812433777168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2007/01/world-of-warcraft-burning-crusade.html' title='World of Warcraft: The Burning Crusade endorses animal cruelty???'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSUEGpSS50/RbGCX4BqMmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TAp5L6hHuLQ/s72-c/punchthekitten.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028779.post-3576977617923415379</id><published>2006-12-12T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T09:32:20.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>best web page ever!</title><content type='html'>everyone should go to this web page. you know im a member....lol &lt;a href="http://www.hornymanatee.com/index.html"&gt;hornymanatee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-3576977617923415379?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/3576977617923415379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=3576977617923415379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/3576977617923415379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/3576977617923415379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2006/12/best-web-page-ever.html' title='best web page ever!'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-116404705589545843</id><published>2006-11-20T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T16:01:13.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>put an x beside things you have done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoked a cigarette (X)  &lt;br /&gt;Drank so much you threw up in a parking lot.( X )&lt;br /&gt;Crashed a friend's car. (x )   &lt;br /&gt;Stolen a car (  )&lt;br /&gt;Been in love ( x )&lt;br /&gt;Been dumped ( x)&lt;br /&gt;Been laid off/fired ( x )   &lt;br /&gt;Quit your job  (x ) Been in a fist fight. (x) Snuck out of your parent's house. (x ) &lt;br /&gt;Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back (x)&lt;br /&gt;been arrested.(  )&lt;br /&gt;Gone on a blind date. ( )&lt;br /&gt;Lied to a friend. ( X ) &lt;br /&gt;Skipped school. (x)&lt;br /&gt;Seen someone die ( )&lt;br /&gt;Been to Mexico ( ) &lt;br /&gt;Been on a plane ( x )&lt;br /&gt;been lost (  x) this is me we are talking about here!&lt;br /&gt;Been to the opposite side of the country( ) &lt;br /&gt;Gone to Washington, DC (  )&lt;br /&gt;Swam in the ocean ( x ) .&lt;br /&gt;Felt like dying ( X )&lt;br /&gt;Cried yourself to sleep ( X )&lt;br /&gt;Played cops and robbers ( x) &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Recently coloured with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crayons ( ) &lt;br /&gt;Sang karaoke ( )  &lt;br /&gt;Paid for a meal out with only coins ( )  &lt;br /&gt;Done something you told yourself you wouldn't ( x )&lt;br /&gt;Made prank phone calls. ( ) &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose ( )  &lt;br /&gt;Caught a snowflake on your tongue? ( x)&lt;br /&gt;Danced in the rain or snow? ( x) &lt;br /&gt;Written a letter to Santa Claus? ( x) &lt;br /&gt;Been kissed under the mistletoe? ( x)&lt;br /&gt;Watched the sun rise with someone you care&lt;br /&gt;about? (x)   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Blown bubbles? ( x ) &lt;br /&gt;Made a bonfire on the beach? ( x )&lt;br /&gt;Crashed a party? (  )&lt;br /&gt;Gone roller-skating? ( x ) &lt;br /&gt;Ice-skating? (x)  &lt;br /&gt;Any nicknames? (x) &lt;br /&gt;Father's name? james laurance marchinko&lt;br /&gt;What is your favourite drink?   Coffee&lt;br /&gt;Tattoos? ( )   &lt;br /&gt;Body piercing? ( )  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;How much do you love your job? ya sadly i do.people at my job make the differnce sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Favourite vacation spot?toronto&lt;br /&gt;Ever steal any traffic signs? (  )&lt;br /&gt;Ever been in a car accident?  ( X )&lt;br /&gt;Salad dressing light Italian or ranch? Itallian&lt;br /&gt;Favourite pie? Apple  &lt;br /&gt;Favourite number? 13 &lt;br /&gt;Favourite Holiday?  All Saints' Day(Halloween)&lt;br /&gt;Favourite food?   PEROGI  &lt;br /&gt;Favourite day of the week?sat/sun&lt;br /&gt;Favourite brand of body soap? Dove&lt;br /&gt;Favourite TV show?  attack of the show.mythbusters&lt;br /&gt;Favourite smell  ?  Vanilla &lt;br /&gt;Favourite sound? dont have one&lt;br /&gt;What do you do to relax? my room.maybe a good coffee shop&lt;br /&gt;How do you see yourself in 10 years? single.same job.i suck&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you're  bored? xbox 360 and walking the dogs&lt;br /&gt; Furthest place you will send this message? none its going to be on my blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-116404705589545843?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/116404705589545843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=116404705589545843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/116404705589545843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/116404705589545843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2006/11/put-x-beside-things-you-have-done.html' title=''/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-116403246379333969</id><published>2006-11-20T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T06:21:03.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/1600/360overps3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/320/360overps3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i havent blogged much since my bday. thats because little to nothing has happened in my life. the same old same suff.. cant find a gf online on either pof, or lavalife. no one seems to respond to my smiles or messages. but at least i do have 2 of 3  xmas gifts already taken care of.now all i need is my moms gift. also im going to toronto soon. my mom has a dr appt and im not going to let her go to toronto alone. she dosnt like to fly and have never been to Toronto Pearson International Airport alone for the fist time...ill never see her again..lol...and its a way for me to get to toronto again..i never went this year or last. that is a little bit of a long time for me not to go there.before that i went 6 years in a row.other than that i went to see the new bond movie..and i was a little disapointed.but ill say what i didnt like in a later blog after i see it a second time...i was a little tired when i saw it opening night and almost passed out a couple of times....as for the comic strip i just found that today and i thought it was funny because i ended up getting a 360 on that day i wish i could have done that...got my 360 and see the other people wait inline for ps3. but i was workign that day and handed out all 8 we had at wal mart....do you know how hard that was for me?? haveing 8 ps3's in my hand and cant take one home for myself?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-116403246379333969?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/116403246379333969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=116403246379333969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/116403246379333969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/116403246379333969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-know-i-havent-blogged-much-since-my.html' title=''/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-116152921676118517</id><published>2006-10-22T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T15:45:39.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>69 Odd Questions. Copy and paste BE TRUTHFUL and send it back to me and all of your friends.&lt;br /&gt;1) Are your parents married or divorced? no&lt;br /&gt;2) Are you a vegetarian? No&lt;br /&gt;3) Do you believe in Heaven? there has to be, because in in hell now&lt;br /&gt;4) Have you ever come close to dying? 7 car accidents&lt;br /&gt;5) What jewellery do you wear 24/7? none&lt;br /&gt;6) Favorite time of day? when playing my xbox360&lt;br /&gt;7) Do you eat the stems of broccoli? sometimes&lt;br /&gt;8) Do you wear makeup? no&lt;br /&gt;9) Ever have plastic surgery? No.&lt;br /&gt;10) Do you color your hair? No&lt;br /&gt;11) What do you wear to bed? boxers and t-shirt&lt;br /&gt;12) Have you ever done anything illegal? illegal is getting caught...so no&lt;br /&gt;13) Can you roll your tongue? No&lt;br /&gt;14) Do you tweezer your eyebrows? no&lt;br /&gt; 15) What kind of sneakers? nike,addias&lt;br /&gt;There was no Question 16....&lt;br /&gt;17) What is your Hair color? dirty Blondeish&lt;br /&gt;18) Future child's name? I don't know&lt;br /&gt;19) Do you snore? only when im extreamly tired&lt;br /&gt; 20) If you could go anywhere in the world where would it be? Austrailia&lt;br /&gt;21) Do you sleep with stuffed animals? No.&lt;br /&gt;22) If you won the lottery, what would you do first? Go to Austrailia&lt;br /&gt;24) Hamburger or hot dog? Hamburger!&lt;br /&gt; 25) If you could only eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be? Asian food&lt;br /&gt;26) City, beach or country? Little of all.&lt;br /&gt; 27) What was the last thing you touched? 360 controlpad.&lt;br /&gt;28) Where did you eat last? bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;29) When's the last time you cried? cant remember&lt;br /&gt;30) Do you read blogs? all the time&lt;br /&gt;31) Would you ever go out dressed like the opposite sex? No. &lt;br /&gt;32) Ever been involved with the police? No&lt;br /&gt;33) What's your favorite shampoo conditioner? Tea Tree Special Shampoo and  conditioner&lt;br /&gt;34) Do you talk in your sleep? no&lt;br /&gt;35) Ocean or pool? whatever im closer to&lt;br /&gt;36) What's your favorite song at the moment? "fucking up" neil young&lt;br /&gt;37) What's your favorite colour(s)? Purple&lt;br /&gt;38) Window seat or aisle? window&lt;br /&gt;39)41) Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it? twirl&lt;br /&gt;42) Ricki Lake or Oprah Winfrey? none.&lt;br /&gt;43) Basketball or Football? basketball.&lt;br /&gt;44) How long do your showers last? 10 minutes&lt;br /&gt; 45) Automatic or do you drive a stick? dont drive&lt;br /&gt; 46) Cake or ice cream? Ice Cream&lt;br /&gt; 47) Are you self-conscious? sometimes&lt;br /&gt;48) Have you ever drank so much you threw up? yes&lt;br /&gt;49) Have you ever given money to a tramp? no&lt;br /&gt; 50) Have you been in love? yes&lt;br /&gt;51) Where do you wish you were? havent i said this a couple of times....Austrailia&lt;br /&gt;52) Are you wearing socks? yes&lt;br /&gt;53) Have you ever ridden in an ambulance? Yes &lt;br /&gt;54) Can you tango? No.&lt;br /&gt;55) Last gift you received? xbox360 from myself&lt;br /&gt; 56) Last sport you played? bball&lt;br /&gt;57) Things you spend a lot of money on? creditcards.&lt;br /&gt;58) Where do you live? Thunder Bay. &lt;br /&gt;59) Where were you born? Thunder Bay&lt;br /&gt;60) Last wedding attended? Melissa's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;61) Favorite fast food restaurant? Subway.&lt;br /&gt;63) Most hated food(s)? liver&lt;br /&gt; 64) What's your least fav. chores? dusting&lt;br /&gt; 65) Can you sing? as well as i can dance....so no&lt;br /&gt;66) Last person you instant messaged? my sis. theresa&lt;br /&gt; 67) Last place you went on holiday? Sarnia.&lt;br /&gt;66) Favorite regular drink? crystal light&lt;br /&gt;So...that just went 64, 65, 66, 67, 66, and now 69??!! Messed UP!&lt;br /&gt;69) Current Crush? im not at liberty to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-116152921676118517?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/116152921676118517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=116152921676118517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/116152921676118517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/116152921676118517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2006/10/69-odd-questions.html' title=''/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-115814798469724816</id><published>2006-09-13T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T14:42:10.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what i did or didnt do on my bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/1600/elect1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/320/elect2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first thing....i didnt want to do anything big on my bday.....maybe go mini putting or go for a drink......when i got to work i got a card from the people in my dept...that was nice and unexpected(ill scan the card later on tonight) and then one from my friend marcey. later on after work my sis picked me up and we went for chineese food at the manderian...picked up my mom and went to my sis's appt, where my dad was already. i never much for gifts....this year was no exception...i ended up getting $70 bucks, freddy 18" figure that talks.....and a tshirt from my aunt.(i still cant beleve she wants the box back from it) anyway...lol...at my sis's place she just got her new bed....so guess who had to put it together....rented some movies,&lt;a href="http://www.rogersvideo.ca/movie.asp?mid=32245"&gt;Lucky Number Slevin &lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rogersvideo.ca/movie.asp?mid=31473"&gt;Hellraiser: Hellworld&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rogersvideo.ca/movie.asp?mid=32518"&gt;Hidden Blade, The&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rogersvideo.ca/movie.asp?mid=32071"&gt;Death Tunnel&lt;/a&gt;..and thats about it....didnt get laid or anything.......lol.....but at least i did get a hug from laura.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-115814798469724816?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/115814798469724816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=115814798469724816&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/115814798469724816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/115814798469724816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-i-did-or-didnt-do-on-my-bday.html' title='what i did or didnt do on my bday'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028779.post-115789639889752073</id><published>2006-09-10T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T06:55:34.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/1600/photoshopdilbert.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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I must send my thanks to whoever sent me the one about rat &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;crap in the glue&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; on envelopes because I now have to use a wet towel with every &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;envelope that&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; needs sealing.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Also, now I have to scrub the top of every can I open for the &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;same reason.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;(Penny Brown)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; who is about to die in the hospital for the 1,387,258th time.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; I no longer have any money at all, but that will change once &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;I receive the&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; $15,000 that Bill Gates/Microsoft and AOL are sending me for &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;participating&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; in their special e-mail program.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; I no longer worry about my soul because I have 363,214 angels &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;looking out&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; for me, and St. Theresa's novena has granted my every wish.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; I no longer eat KFC because their chickens are actually &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;horrible mutant&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; freaks with no ey es or feathers. I can't enjoy a good Latte &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;from Starbucks&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; anymore because they WOULD NOT send any coffee to that poor &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Army Sgt who&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; requested it. I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;though I smell&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; like a water buffalo on a hot day.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Thanks to you, I have learned that my prayers only get &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;answered if I forward&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; an email to seven of my friends and make a wish within five &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Because of your concern I no longer drink Coca Cola because &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;it can remove&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; toilet stains.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; I no longer can buy gasoline without taking a man along to &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;watch the car so&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; a serial killer won't crawl in my back seat when I'm pumping &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;gas.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; I no longer drink Pepsi or Dr. Pepper since the people who &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;make these&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; products are atheists who refuse to put "Under God" on their &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;cans.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; I no longer use Saran wrap in the microwave because it causes &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; And thanks for letting me know I can't boil a cup water in &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;the microwave&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; anymore because it will b low up in my face...disfiguring me &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;for life.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; I no longer go to shopping malls because someone will drug me &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;with a perfume&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; sample and rob me.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; I no longer shop at Target since they are French and don't &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;support our&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; American troops or the Salvation Army.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;dial a number&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; for which I will get a phone bill with calls to Jamaica, &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Uganda, Singapore,&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; and Uzbekistan.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; I no longer worry about sudden cardiac arrest, since I can &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;now cough myself&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; back to life instead of wasting time calling 911.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; I no longer have any sneakers -- but that will change once I &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;receive my free&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; replacement pair from Nike.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; I no longer buy expensive cookies from Neiman Marcus since I &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;now have their&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Thanks to you, I can't use anyone's toilet but mine because a &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;big brown&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; African spider is lurking under the seat to cause me instant &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;death when it&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; bites my butt.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Thank you too for all the endless advice Andy Rooney has &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;given us. I can&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; live a better life now because he's told us how to fix &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;everything. And what he didn't tell us, George Carlin did in &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;remarkably clean language!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; And thanks to your great advice, I can't ever pick up $5.00 I &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;dropped in the&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; parking lot because it probably was placed there by a sex &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;molester waiting&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; underneath my car to grab my leg.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; If you don't send this e-mail to at least 144,000 people in &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;the next 70&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; minutes, a large dove with diarrhea will land on your head at &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;5:00 PM this&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; afternoon and the fleas from 12 camels will infest your back, &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;causing you to&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; grow a hairy hump. I know this will occur because it actually &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;happened to a&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; friend of my next door neighbor's ex-mother-in-law's second &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;husband's&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; cousin's beautician, who is a lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Have a wonderful day, and you are welcome !!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-115688809396939353?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/115688809396939353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=115688809396939353&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/115688809396939353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/115688809396939353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2006/08/thanks-to-all-that-have-sent-me-such.html' title=''/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028779.post-115637017763816336</id><published>2006-08-23T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T14:56:17.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the fun of last night</title><content type='html'>wow...and to think it all started off sooo nicely. the first 2 hours i helped Larry the electricion.after break i helped out in electronics....setting up shelfs and what not..then the fun began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch i get a page to call one of the managers....someone in infants knows how to take down the electrical stuff so i have to go get him and start stocking in infants....wow i was pleased about that one.wow....me putting Diapers and different baby food away was.....something else...then i start to notice that the person i took over for had cardboard all over the place.....i walk over to him and ask him if the stuff i cant fit on the shelf goes on top of the riser or back on skids...then he tells me to go talk to a manager...wow you don't know what to do in your own dept.....great.after that i just put everything back on skids...who cares he will have to deal with that the next day...lol....then i ask him where do i put the skids...do i have to bring them back? again the answer was yes....ok.....so where do i put them?....go ask a manager.....fuck off you cant tell me.....so i start to pull them to where the "CAN GO" and i got stopped by a manager.....great now what i still have skids to move....you want me to go clean up hardware to the way it was before the others started....and i have 1/2 hour to do so....fun!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then starts that part...the people that was there...wasn't.....finding the manager again i ask where does he want everything and what i am i going to put on this 4 way...after everything was explained......lol......and the other 2 got back to the dept.....one person grabbed a shopping cart full of chemicals and then.....tips the shopping cart over.....chemicals over the floor.....and in the middle of the a busy intersection.......wow...right in the place that i need to move some skids past in order to get the place cleaned....wow..so i had to do something in the time that maintenance gets over to clean up..ill move some shopping carts(15 in total)i find that the 4 way that i still had to move....had a bunch of chemicals from the cart that had tipped over...wow....i have to put paintbrushes and things like that on it....but fist it has to be moved.....so fuck this..im not going to take everything off it...im going to move it and hope it dosnt tip over making even more of a mess for the maintenance people.....that just got there after 10 min wait...so i move it with out anything tipping over...but at least i did get everything done in the time i was given.....what  a night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-115637017763816336?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/115637017763816336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=115637017763816336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/115637017763816336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/115637017763816336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2006/08/fun-of-last-night.html' title='the fun of last night'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-115607429352236619</id><published>2006-08-20T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T04:54:17.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sam roberts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/1600/DSC_0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/320/DSC_0079.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/1600/DSC_0059.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/320/DSC_0059.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/1600/DSC_0073.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/320/DSC_0073.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/1600/DSC_0078.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/320/DSC_0078.3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/1600/DSC_0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/320/DSC_0056.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-115607429352236619?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/115607429352236619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=115607429352236619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/115607429352236619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/115607429352236619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2006/08/sam-roberts.html' title='sam roberts'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-115405725302340954</id><published>2006-07-27T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T20:30:08.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/1600/DSC_0086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/320/DSC_0086.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i still like this pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people at baseball games can be assholes. there is a handicap area for people to park and look at the baseball game. so i go and take some pics from that area. asshole #1 goes hey you. your not suposed to be in that area its for the handicap, i look at him and say i know. im just taking some pics. then he goes well then get out of that area now. there was no one in that area so i wasnt taking anyone spot. i simply tell him that im going to take some pics and then leave for my seat. he says something to his friend or gay lover whatever, i just tell them to enjoy the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then asshole #2 says hey you with the camera. are you going to be there for the rest of the game or what. i tell him no i dont have a chair im just going to take some pics. then i turn around with hardly any time to focus and i get some great pics. this one being the best one. ohh well the "sharper with your focus on the guy whose throwing the ball"...joo....at least i got the pic and im verry happy with this pic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-115405725302340954?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/115405725302340954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=115405725302340954&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/115405725302340954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/115405725302340954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2006/07/well-i-still-like-this-pic.html' title=''/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028779.post-115402610403444392</id><published>2006-07-27T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T11:48:24.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my cat is not an ass kisser</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try 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onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/1600/DSC_0074.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/320/DSC_0074.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-115402610403444392?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/115402610403444392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=115402610403444392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/115402610403444392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/115402610403444392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-cat-is-not-ass-kisser.html' title='my cat is not an ass kisser'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-115384926582591622</id><published>2006-07-25T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T10:41:05.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If Bud Abbott and Lou Costello were alive today their infamous sketch,&lt;br /&gt;"Who's on First?... might have turned out something like this:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Super Duper Computer Store, can I help you?=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: Thanks, I'm starting up an office in my den and I'm thinking=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;about buying a computer.=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Mac?=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: No, the name's Lou=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Your computer?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: I don't own a computer. I want to buy one!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Mac?=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: I told you, my name is Lou.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: What about Windows?=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: Why? Will it get stuffy in here?=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Do you want a computer with Windows?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: I don't know. What will I see when I look at the window?=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Wallpaper.=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: Never mind the windows. I need a computer and software.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Software for Windows?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: No... on the computer! I need something I can use to write&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;proposals, track expenses, and run my business. What do you have?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Office.=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: Yeah, for my office. Can you recommend anything?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: I just did.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: You just did what?=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Recommend something.=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: You recommended something?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Yes.=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: For my office?=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Yes.=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: Ok, what did you recommend for my office?=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Office.=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: Yes, for my office.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: I recommend Office with Windows.=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: I already have an office with windows. OK, Let's just say I am=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;sitting at my computer and I want to type a proposal. What do I need?=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Word.=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: What word?=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Word in Office.=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: The only word in office is office.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: The Word in Office for Windows.=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: Which word in office for windows?=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: The Word you get when you click the blue "W"=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: I'm gong to click your blue "w" if you don't start with some strai=&lt;br /&gt;ght answers!=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What about financial bookkeeping? You have anything I can track my money?=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Money=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: Money? I need money to track my money?=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: It comes bundled with your computer.=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: What's bundled with my computer?=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Money.=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: Money comes with my computer?=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Yes, no extra charge.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: I get a bundle of money with my computer? How much?=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: One copy.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: Isn't it illegal to copy money?=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Microsoft gave us a license to copy Money.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: They can give you a license to copy money?=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Why not? THEY OWN IT!0&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;A few days later....&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Super Duper computer Store, can I help you?=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: How do I turn my computer off?&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Click on "START"=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-115384926582591622?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/115384926582591622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=115384926582591622&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/115384926582591622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/115384926582591622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2006/07/if-bud-abbott-and-lou-costello-were.html' title=''/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028779.post-115378968664886989</id><published>2006-07-24T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T18:08:06.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/1600/DSC_0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/320/DSC_0064.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/1600/DSC_0093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/320/DSC_0093.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/1600/DSC_0031.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/320/DSC_0031.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/1600/DSC_0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/320/DSC_0033.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/1600/DSC_0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/320/DSC_0011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-115378968664886989?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/115378968664886989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=115378968664886989&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/115378968664886989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/115378968664886989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post_24.html' title=''/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028779.post-115341156199037855</id><published>2006-07-20T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T09:06:02.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table border='0' cellpadding='5' cellspacing='0' width='600'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizfarm.com/1138349659Whitelighter.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;White Lighter&lt;/b&gt;. You are a White Lighter! You seek the dawning of the New Age and the raising of the consciousness of mankind (which of course happens in 2012, and all in one day). You seek only to do good, and are determined to cut out that pesky dark side once and for all. You know your own role in the coming Earth Changes is important, and you must let all know so they know whom to turn to at that crucial moment!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border='0' width='300' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='0'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;White Lighter&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='90' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;90%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Mystic&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='75' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;75%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;True Alternative&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='70' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;70%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Spiritualist&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='70' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;70%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Magician&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='65' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' 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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-9028779.post-115266277983531212</id><published>2006-07-11T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T17:06:19.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first pics with nikon d70s</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/1600/DSC_0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/320/DSC_0005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/1600/DSC_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/320/DSC_0004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/1600/DSC_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/320/DSC_0001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i charged the batteries i had to go test it out. see what it can do and so far im impressed. the d70s is a 6.1 megapixel digital slr. i dont know what format this is or what size these are taken at. all i know right now the iso is 200...lol...tell me what yous think of them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-115266277983531212?l=nowthatimnothing.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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028779.post-115242841993931430</id><published>2006-07-08T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T20:11:43.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when moments like this</title><content type='html'>wow thats all i have to say....i ran into nick at the westfort tonight and all i can say is wow. ...it seems like he actaully found a gf on pof....wow...its nick after all and i was seriouly hoping that i could find a gf before him.....i guess im wrong on that account..... wow...its almost been 10 years since i was in highschool....10 fucking years.im 27 and in all this time i cant &lt;br /&gt;1) graduate from college.&lt;br /&gt;2) find a gf&lt;br /&gt;3) get laid&lt;br /&gt;4) have anything go the way i want.&lt;br /&gt;wow...seriously i have little to no friends in town...most of them have moved on to better things and im stuck with nothing.....but at least i still have laura..so i guess things arent that bad... wow...why do i seriouly have the feeling that the 40 year old virgin will soon become me....seriously...my life is going no where...i got fucked over at the college....i have no future....i dont know what im going to do in life...i have only 2 friends on pof and i know them. im getting alittle sick and tired about being the 3rd wheel........in closing.....wow....i have no life....go wal mart...........but seriously..you know your bad when nicks gf says isnt that your friends and then within 5 min he takes off and dosnt say see you later or anything. wow....ohh well at least there is playboy tv...and going sex toy shopping...wow that sounds fun...when are we going gals..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-115242841993931430?l=nowthatimnothing.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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028779.post-115082731203071639</id><published>2006-06-20T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T11:15:12.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one of the scarest moments of my life</title><content type='html'>I was walking me dogs like I do almost every day but today was a little different. She chases after some birds and then stops when I call her (akane). The farthest she has ever swum was just out a little bit to go see this log thing in the river by my house. Today she chased the ducks across the river, and back again, swam in the middle of the river. I think the ducks were scared and tried get her tired and make her give up, also they had little baby ducks with them. So that’s not the end of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ducks swim out into the lake. So I go into the water to try and get her leash and drag her in. well the water dropped off and next thing I know I’m over my head in water. And me not being the best swimmer that isn’t a fun experience. So here I am looking at a dog swimming out into the lake and me sitting and trying to figure out how to tell everyone that a dog is more than likely dead and drowned chasing ducks. It’s not often that I cry or even admit to doing so but that’s was I did. I dropped down and just let it go. By this time I couldn't yell for akane anymore because I was yelling the whole time. I took sugar (other dog) home and told my dad that akane is dead. He starts yelling at me. I tell him to fuck off I almost drowned myself trying to get her back. He jumps in the tuck to see if akane is still alive. I change my cloths get on my bike and go where she was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad has an artificial leg so him trying to walk down this slop on one side of the river with a cane. I go to the other side with my bike trying to find her. I hear no ducks quacking so i’m thinking she is dead forsure. then i see this black thing on the other side i bike faster to get to it. Maybe its akane...its her....she is scared of me. She knows she did wrong i take her to the truck and spank her. She runs into the truck, (i have never hit her before. she walked up stairs with my dad and tried to get into my room i told her no...She looked at me funny and went to the other room. Later i finished cutting the grass and she was at the door wanting to go out. I let her out and sat down. I was petting sugar and then akane comes up to me and asking for forgiveness. I pet her and she wouldn’t leave me she was begging for forgiveness. Thinking back on what happened i had to give it to her forgiveness that is. She could have ran away when i took sugar back and i could have never found her. But she was waiting for me where she likes to go swimming. So things could have been worse. Everyone one i home safe and i should just be thankful of that and not be mad at akane.&lt;br /&gt;And at least if she does this again i know i can take one dog home and she will still be hopefully fine. Thank god out in the lake there is some sand parts making the water walk able out there. I think that’s what saved akane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-115082731203071639?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/115082731203071639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=115082731203071639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/115082731203071639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/115082731203071639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2006/06/one-of-scarest-moments-of-my-life.html' title='one of the scarest moments of my life'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-115052358625921186</id><published>2006-06-16T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T22:53:06.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RESIGNATION</title><content type='html'>I am hereby officially tendering my resignation as an adult. I have&lt;br /&gt;decided I would like to accept the responsibilities of an 8 year-old again.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to McDonald's and think that it's a four star restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle and make a sidewalk with rocks.&lt;br /&gt;I want to think M&amp;Ms are better than money because you can eat them.&lt;br /&gt;I want to lie under a big oak tree and run a lemonade stand with my friends on&lt;br /&gt;a hot summer's day. I want to return to a time when life was&lt;br /&gt;simple; When all you knew were colors, multiplication tables, and nursery&lt;br /&gt;rhymes, but that didn't bother you,because you didn't know what you&lt;br /&gt;didn't know and you didn't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you knew was to be happybe cause you were blissfully unaware of&lt;br /&gt;all the things that should make you worried or upset.&lt;br /&gt;I want to think the world is fair.That everyone is honest and good.&lt;br /&gt;I want to believe that anything is possible. I want to be oblivious&lt;br /&gt;to the complexities of life and be overly excited by the little things&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to live simple again. I don't want my day to consist of&lt;br /&gt;computer crashes, mountains of paperwork,depressing news, how to survive more days&lt;br /&gt;in the month than there is money in the bank, doctor bills, gossip, illness,&lt;br /&gt;and loss of loved ones. I want to believe in the power of&lt;br /&gt;smiles, hugs, a kind word, truth,justice, peace, dreams, the imagination,&lt;br /&gt;mankind, and making angels in the snow. So . . . here's my checkbook&lt;br /&gt;and my car-keys, my credit card bills and my 401K statements. I am officially&lt;br /&gt;resigning from adulthood.And if you want to discuss this&lt;br /&gt;further, you'll have to catch me&lt;br /&gt;first,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-115052358625921186?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/115052358625921186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=115052358625921186&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/115052358625921186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/115052358625921186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2006/06/resignation.html' title='RESIGNATION'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028779.post-114998971897443425</id><published>2006-06-10T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T18:35:19.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From "Monty Python"</title><content type='html'>Fuck   &lt;br /&gt; 3122 up, 285 down  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From "Monty Python"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps one of the most interesting words in the english language today, is the word fuck. Out of all the english words that begin with the letter 'f' ...fuck is the only word refered to as 'the f word... It's the one magical word. Just by its sound can describe pain, pleasure, hate and love. Fuck, as most words in the english language is derived from german ...the word fuieken, which means to strike.&lt;br /&gt;In english, fuck falls into many grammatical categories:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a transitive verb for intance ...John fucked Shirley.&lt;br /&gt;As an intransitive verb...Shirley fucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its meaning is not always sexual, it can be used as...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An adjective such as ...John's doing all the fucking work.&lt;br /&gt;As part of an adverb ...Shirley talks too fucking much.&lt;br /&gt;As an adverb enhancing an adjective ...Shirley is fucking beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;As a noun ...I don't give a fuck.&lt;br /&gt;As part of a word ...absofuckinglutely -or- infuckingcredible.&lt;br /&gt;And as almost every word in a sentence ...Fuck the fucking fuckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you must realize, there aren't too many words with the versatility of fuck...such as these examples describing situations such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fraud ...I got fucked at the used car lot.&lt;br /&gt;Dismay ...ahhh fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;Trouble ...I guess I'm really fucked now.&lt;br /&gt;Agression ...Don't fuck with me buddy.&lt;br /&gt;Difficulty ...I don't understand this fucking question.&lt;br /&gt;Inquiry ...Who the fuck was that?&lt;br /&gt;Dissatisfaction ...I don't like what the fuck is going on here.&lt;br /&gt;Incompetance ...He's a fuck-off.&lt;br /&gt;Dismissal ...Why don't you go outside and play hide and go fuck yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you can think of many more examples.&lt;br /&gt;With all these multi-purpose applications, how can anyone be offended when you use the word. We say use this unique, flexible word more often in your daily speech.&lt;br /&gt;It will identify the quality of your character immediately.&lt;br /&gt;Say it loudly and proudly...&lt;br /&gt;...FUCK YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-114998971897443425?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/114998971897443425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=114998971897443425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/114998971897443425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/114998971897443425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2006/06/from-monty-python.html' title='From &quot;Monty Python&quot;'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-114997659204870989</id><published>2006-06-10T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T14:58:15.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.clerks2.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.clerks2.com/myspace/jayandbobclerks2.jpg"  alt="Clerks II - July 21, 2006" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clerks2.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.clerks2.com/myspace/becksclerks2.jpg"  alt="Clerks II - July 21, 2006" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-114997659204870989?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/114997659204870989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=114997659204870989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/114997659204870989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/114997659204870989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-114973742992059758</id><published>2006-06-07T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T20:30:29.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one word, pennies....lol</title><content type='html'>Johnny always wanted to have sex with this hot blonde girl in his office but she belonged to someone else. One day Johnny got so frustrated that he went up to her and said: "I will give you a $100 if you let me have you" but the girl said "NO".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny said I'll be fast, I'll throw the money on the floor, you bend down, and I'll be finished by the time you pick it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thought for a moment and said that she would have to consult with her boyfriend. So she called her boyfriend and told him the story. Her boyfriend says ask him for $200, pick up the money very fast, he won't even be able to get his pants down. So she agrees and accepts the proposal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half an hour goes by and the boyfriend is waiting for his girlfriend to call. Finally, after 45 minutes the boyfriend calls and asks what &lt;br /&gt;happened. She said "The Son of Bitch used coins and I had to keep my word&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-114973742992059758?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/114973742992059758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=114973742992059758&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/114973742992059758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/114973742992059758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2006/06/one-word-pennieslol.html' title='one word, pennies....lol'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028779.post-114956639414306954</id><published>2006-06-05T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T20:59:54.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my new gf.....i could only be so lucky....lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/1600/thong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/320/thong.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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everything</title><content type='html'>they are going to edit a porn movie and release it with an R rating. wow, i didnt know porn had that much of a storyline to actually get released in stores. the movie (joo i know you want to see this one already)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dvd.ign.com/articles/709/709672p1.html"&gt;Pirates&lt;/a&gt;,The movie is the most expensive adult film ever created,that may be a fact but the cover just looks like a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00005JM5E/104-6116916-5587102?v=glance&amp;n=130"&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean&lt;/a&gt; rip of and more than likey it is. ohh well. anyone want to rent it the original version of pirates?lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-114843934725651887?l=nowthatimnothing.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-9028779.post-114839947327912928</id><published>2006-05-23T08:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T08:51:13.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the perfect person?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/1600/morgan3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/320/morgan3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/1600/morgan2.preview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/320/morgan2.preview.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/1600/morgan-webb-gm_l1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/320/morgan-webb-gm_l1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can i say, just look at her and she plays video games also.wow, so there is one out there, who knows maybe i can find one for myself..lol, im not going to hold my breath either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-114839947327912928?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/114839947327912928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>holden/alyssa moment</title><content type='html'>there are people that i like out there, beleve it or not, but whenever i tell someone i like them they never talk to me after, so im looking for my holden/alyssa moment. i love the movie chasing amy, and this scene comes from it. i wish sometimes i could just  tell people that i like them and not have to worry about them not likeing me. when i move out (next year crossing fingers) i should just tell people that i like them have them hate me for the rest of their lifes and make new friends or either move out to a differn town where people dont know me and i can start over again. but here is the line from chasing amy that i wish i can just do, get it over with and see if anyone out there will give me a chance not to only be a friend but something more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa: Why are we stopping?&lt;br /&gt;Holden: Because I can't take this.&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa: Can't take what?&lt;br /&gt;Holden: I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa: You love me?&lt;br /&gt;Holden: I love you. And not, not in a friendly way, although I think we're great friends. And not in a misplaced affection, puppy-dog way, although I'm sure that's what you'll call it. I love you. Very, very simple, very truly. You are the epitome of everything I have ever looked for in another human being. And I know that you think of me as just a friend, and crossing that line is the furthest thing from an option you would ever consider. But I had to say it. I just, I can't take this anymore. I can't stand next to you without wanting to hold you. I can't, I can't look into your eyes without feeling that, that longing you only read about in trashy romance novels. I can't talk to you without wanting to express my love for everything you are. And I know this will probably queer our friendship - no pun intended - but I had to say it, because I've never felt this way before, and I don't care. I like who I am because of it. And if bringing this to light means we can't hang out anymore, then that hurts me. But God, I just, I couldn't allow another day to go by without just getting it out there, regardless of the outcome, which by the look on your face is to be the inevitable shoot-down. And, you know, I'll accept that. But I know... I know that some part of you is hesitating for a moment, and if there is a moment of hesitation, then that means you feel something too. All I ask, please, is that you just, you just not dismiss that - and try to dwell in it for just ten seconds. Alyssa, there isn't another soul on this fucking planet who has ever made me half the person I am when I'm with you, and I would risk this friendship for the chance to take it to the next plateau. Because it is there between you and me. You can't deny that. Even if, you know, even if we never talk again after tonight, please know that I'm forever changed because of who you are and what you've meant to me, which - while I do appreciate it - I'd never need a painting of birds bought at a diner to remind me of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-114784600343416195?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/114784600343416195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=114784600343416195&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/114784600343416195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/114784600343416195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2006/05/holdenalyssa-moment.html' title='holden/alyssa moment'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028779.post-114778876149665737</id><published>2006-05-16T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T07:12:41.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MEDICAL BREAK THROUGH</title><content type='html'>MEDICAL BREAK THROUGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A British company is developing computer chips that store music in&lt;br /&gt;women's breast implants. This is being considered a major break&lt;br /&gt;through and will solve a perennial problem. Women are always&lt;br /&gt;complaining about men staring at their breasts and not listening to them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-114778876149665737?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/114778876149665737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=114778876149665737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/114778876149665737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/114778876149665737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2006/05/medical-break-through.html' title='MEDICAL BREAK THROUGH'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-114757739676158400</id><published>2006-05-13T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T20:29:56.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brian, you are a fucking morn</title><content type='html'>brian is the store manager.i asked him for one simple thing on the telzon guns. its nothing big, it just shows how much of an item we have onhand and is on transit. apparently i dont need this. so when there is nothing on the shelf and someone askes me if we have anything in the back i have to&lt;br /&gt;1) get someone else to cover me whyle i go to the back&lt;br /&gt;2)look for it&lt;br /&gt;3)come back tell them if we have it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if he would have given it to me all id have to do is scan the upc and thats it i can stip going back there if there is none and tell them how much we are going to get in, if someone wants a display we can only sell it if we are not getting any in, but i cant tell this because i dont need to know such things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so with this im going to start playing their games, im not going to do carryouts and if i do i wont do a "team lift"without anyones help, im not going to go outside to push carts, you need safty shoes and my job dostn require it. i had to tell a lot of people today that i cant tell you if we are getting any in because managment dosnt see fit that i have that information. i could have sold some displays but again i cant see if we are getting any more in so fuck it im not going to get in shit and sell something im not suposed to because i dont need that information&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck this.&lt;br /&gt;thank god i still have 1/2 bottle of wine...its going to be gone tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-114757739676158400?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/114757739676158400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=114757739676158400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/114757739676158400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/114757739676158400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/2006/05/brian-you-are-fucking-morn.html' title='brian, you are a fucking morn'/><author><name>again?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09759178310518711264</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-9028779.post-114753296900481233</id><published>2006-05-13T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T08:09:29.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this would be my luck in real life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/1600/photoshopdilbert.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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Write five words beginning with that letter in your journal, including an explanation of what the word means to you and why, and then pass out letters to those who want to play along.&lt;br /&gt;joo has given me M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) because i like driking red wine recently, tonight its the  change from the yellowtail to the bear crossing cabernet merlot.also this is part of the &lt;a href="http://www.savethekoala.com/"&gt;koala foundation&lt;/a&gt; so my drinking im saving koalas&lt;br /&gt;Merlot (pronounced Mare-LOW)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merlot is the most widely planted red grape in France’s Bordeaux region, although it is eclipsed in stature by cabernet sauvignon, the grape with which it is routinely blended. In recent years, Merlot has enjoyed a explosion in popularity, especially in the United States, South America, Italy and Australia. In California, plantings have risen from 4,000 acres in 1988 to over 50,000 today. Merlot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thin-skinned variety, merlot ripens earlier in the season then cabernet sauvignon and is less hardy, prone to a variety of ailments from shatter (the loss of potential fruit during flowering of the vine) to rot and mildew. It is more adaptable to cool climates than cabernet sauvignon, but similarly prefers a relatively warm growing environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merlot’s popularity is due to the fact that it is softer, fruitier, and earlier-maturing than cabernet sauvignon, yet displays many of the same aromas and flavors – black cherry, currant, cedar, and green olive – along with mint, tobacco and tea-leaf tones. Although enjoyable as a varietal wine, it is probably most successful when blended with cabernet sauvignon, which contributes the structure, depth of flavor, and ageability merlot lacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like cabernet, merlot is a good accompaniment to simply prepared beef and lamb dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)masturbation thanks for the word joo...lol. what can i say about masturbation..other than everyone does it, myself included, thank god for playboy tv thats all i can say at the moment. people so it for pleasure and is a good sleeping aid when you are not tired at night,what else.i dont see myself actuallt getting laid anytime in the near future so it looks like a lot of masturbation in my future.maybe i should get venus unlocked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Maynard James Keenan all i can say is wow, his music is great, for some reason when im down and depressed i cant stop playing his music. he has 2 bands tool and a perfect circle. his dark lyrics (ihave posted some in the past) i just understand the raw emoion that comes from the songs, his vocal range is just fantastic. seeing a perfect circle live was great and i still wonder how we got home from winnipeg alive (but thats another story). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0113749/"&gt;mallrats&lt;/a&gt;. one of my fav kevin smith movies and was the first one ever saw of his. now i have every movie and love them all. yes even jersey girl. but for some reason i still dont like Ben fucking Affleck...he still cant act but for some reason i like him in kevin smith movies.fav quotes of mallrats is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brodie: You're going to listen to something I said? Haven't I made it abundantly clear during the tenure of our friendship that I don't know shit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brodie: My grandmother always said, "Why buy the cow...when you get the sex for free."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)metallica. one of the best concerts i went to go see what metallica's Summer Sanitarium 2003, going to wait inline for a good 5 hours before the concert started to be in the pit was crazy but well worth it. the other bands that i saw that nigth was Metallica, Limp Bizkit, Linkin Park, The Deftones and Mudvayne.wow that pit was great but getting punched in the back of the head, kicked again in the head by crowd surfers, for a good 6-7 hours, well that was fun too, getting a knee in the face by chino the lead singer of deftones still is a story i tell to this day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-114740746457427607?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028779.post-114723304447320161</id><published>2006-05-09T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T21:14:51.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>loosing camp</title><content type='html'>with the high price of gas and the cost of having a camp going up it seems we might have to sell out camp. this sucks ass, we didnt go at all last year and still had to pay for a full year. my dad the year before had wanted to pay for a years worth of camp at one time (end up saving money) and apparently he had to say if he wanted it changed from year to year. so we have a buyer willing to take it off our hands but first they have to meet with the owner of where we go. if they like them we can sell it, if not then we still have a camp. if it goes its too bad because i love camp, the many drunken bdays partys there, midnight swimming, playing lawnchair shotput, this involved us getting drunk and throwing lawn chairs into the lake, it being about 3am and we were drunk we decided not to go into the water and get it the next day, only to see some little kids swimming and fishing out the chairs.wow that was fun trying to explain that those were our chairs and then to the parents saying how those chairs getting ino the lake in the first place.more such stores to follow later. but the sad thing is that i kind of wanted to have my first experiece out there at camp,(wont get into the graphic details and with who) but it looks like that wont happen at all out there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my luck with plenty of fish isnt going any better so im going to get &lt;a href="http://www.sarahthepirate.com/"&gt;sarah&lt;/a&gt; to take some pics of me and post them up on plenty of fish. still no responces from smiles i sent out and its getting pretty sad, so here is the plan, i need a good line to start talking to these people, im going to send a smile or what ever they have on pof out to everyone there and see if at least i get one responce. if i dont get a responce i dont know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this also brings up a question of is there a such a thing as too much porn? there is a thing called venus unlocked where for 69.99 i get 9 channels of porn on the weekends. i wonder if this is too much porn for one person to handle, any thoughts on this?&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-114723304447320161?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/114723304447320161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=114723304447320161&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/1600/unloved.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/623/641/320/unloved.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028779-114709589987623405?l=nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowthatimnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/114709589987623405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9028779&amp;postID=114709589987623405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028779/posts/default/114709589987623405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-9028779.post-114650154125386586</id><published>2006-05-01T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T09:39:01.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more words from Maynard James Keenan/tool</title><content type='html'>(Sober]&lt;br /&gt;There's a shadow just behind me,&lt;br /&gt;shrouding every step I take,&lt;br /&gt;making every promise empty,&lt;br /&gt;pointing every finger at me.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting like a stalking butler,&lt;br /&gt;who upon the finger rests.&lt;br /&gt;Murder now the path called must we,&lt;br /&gt;just because the son has come.&lt;br /&gt;(Jesus, won't you fucking whistle,&lt;br /&gt;something but the past and done? 2x)&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we not be sober?&lt;br /&gt;Just want to start this over.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we drink forever?&lt;br /&gt;I just want to start things over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just a worthless liar.&lt;br /&gt;I am just an imbecile.&lt;br /&gt;I will only complicate you.&lt;br /&gt;Trust in me and fall as well.&lt;br /&gt;I will find a center in you.&lt;br /&gt;I will chew it up and leave,&lt;br /&gt;I will work to elevate you,&lt;br /&gt;just enough to bring you down.&lt;br /&gt;(Mother Mary won't you whisper,&lt;br /&gt;something but what's past and done. 2x)&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we not be sober?&lt;br /&gt;I just want to start this over.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we sleep forever?&lt;br /&gt;I just want to start this over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just a worthless liar.&lt;br /&gt;I am just an imbecile.&lt;br /&gt;I will only complicate you.&lt;br /&gt;Trust in me and fall as well.&lt;br /&gt;I will find a center in you.&lt;br /&gt;I will chew it up and leave&lt;br /&gt;(Trust me. 5x)&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we not be sober?&lt;br /&gt;I just want to start things over.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we sleep 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