<?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-2541131505202998019</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:41:06.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The nimble bagel</title><subtitle type='html'>This is Matthew C. Dickerson's blog.  He writes about his life in a public journal type of way.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mcd1901</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11515640063187527401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2541131505202998019.post-5715536382407107345</id><published>2010-01-21T13:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T13:44:34.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Public call out</title><content type='html'>So I emailed Will Read (because I was bored) and told him to blog more.  He responded in his blog (&lt;a href="http://tildewill.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://tildewill.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;) that he would only blog 'tit for tat' when I did.  That's the first public call out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second isn't so much specifically to me but I took it personally when recently a friend on facebook posted that she is going to run 1,000 miles this year.  This has got the wheels in my head turning about making my own 1,000 mile public commitment.  I think I can do it... This would mean running about 5 miles on 4 days per week for the entire year.  I'm a bit behind (so far in January I have run a total of 26 miles and a total straightline goal would be to have run 58 miles at this point) but I think I can catch up.  In the later weeks of marathon training I would expect to log about 50 miles per week (an average of 19.25 per week would make the 1,000 mile goal).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it.  Two public call outs (blog post and 1,000 miles in 2010) and two responses.  Of course, very VERY few people read this blog so until you see 1,000 miles on my facebook profile I might still attempt to wiggle out of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541131505202998019-5715536382407107345?l=mcd1901.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/feeds/5715536382407107345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2541131505202998019&amp;postID=5715536382407107345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/5715536382407107345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/5715536382407107345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/2010/01/public-call-out.html' title='Public call out'/><author><name>mcd1901</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11515640063187527401</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-2541131505202998019.post-5636774248660920481</id><published>2009-11-19T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T20:13:20.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I ever get glasses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I have decide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;d. If I ever get glasses, I need to get the cool ones that Ira Glass, River Cuomo, and Amir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Blumenfeld have:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1A2VeQ3Xnw/SwYW7dCG-EI/AAAAAAAADMs/cYwLFH3ZlCg/s1600/Pictures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1A2VeQ3Xnw/SwYW7dCG-EI/AAAAAAAADMs/cYwLFH3ZlCg/s400/Pictures.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406033613366425666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh and for the record, those are different than the glasses that this guy has.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1A2VeQ3Xnw/SwYW3N_pYLI/AAAAAAAADMk/74cplCf6EQw/s1600/about_harry_pic1.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 189px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1A2VeQ3Xnw/SwYW3N_pYLI/AAAAAAAADMk/74cplCf6EQw/s200/about_harry_pic1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406033540610089138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541131505202998019-5636774248660920481?l=mcd1901.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/feeds/5636774248660920481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2541131505202998019&amp;postID=5636774248660920481' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/5636774248660920481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/5636774248660920481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-i-ever-get-glasses.html' title='If I ever get glasses'/><author><name>mcd1901</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11515640063187527401</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/_C1A2VeQ3Xnw/SwYW7dCG-EI/AAAAAAAADMs/cYwLFH3ZlCg/s72-c/Pictures.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2541131505202998019.post-6222221579435923740</id><published>2009-06-27T08:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T08:37:55.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God bless you anonymous sugar cookie fan with a tree nut allergy</title><content type='html'>God bless you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;anonymous&lt;/span&gt; sugar cookie fan with a tree nut allergy. Sleep well, knowing that there are hard working men and women at work through the night and weekend to ensure you don't find any trace of a walnut in your sugar cookie. Enjoy that tasty sugary treat knowing that I personally gave up my early Saturday morning to clean and inspect our equipment so you can be sure you are safe from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;anaphylactic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat on, cookie lovers, eat on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541131505202998019-6222221579435923740?l=mcd1901.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/feeds/6222221579435923740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2541131505202998019&amp;postID=6222221579435923740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/6222221579435923740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/6222221579435923740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/2009/06/god-bless-you-anonomous-sugar-cookie.html' title='God bless you anonymous sugar cookie fan with a tree nut allergy'/><author><name>mcd1901</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11515640063187527401</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-2541131505202998019.post-7392605126795210811</id><published>2009-05-22T21:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:04:46.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waterworld</title><content type='html'>I just watched "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Waterworld&lt;/span&gt;" the motion picture.  I have been wanting to see it ever since we saw the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Waterworld&lt;/span&gt; stunt show at Universal Studios.  It wasn't great.  There were some parts I enjoyed though.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;villain&lt;/span&gt; was pretty good and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;memorable&lt;/span&gt;, and I enjoyed all the mid 90's references (intentional and unintentional).  For example, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;villain&lt;/span&gt; keeps praising St. Joe, a reference to Joseph Jeffrey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hazelwood&lt;/span&gt; who was the captain of the Exxon Valdez oil tanker (had to look that one up).  Other 90's era stuff I saw were those short baseball caps, almost like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;biker's&lt;/span&gt; hat.  There was also this bungee jump thing where the main hero jumps off of a hot air &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;balloon&lt;/span&gt; with a rope around his ankle.  Very 90's.  That and the fact the movie stars Kevin Costner.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that really bugged me about the movie was it seemed like the music was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;blatant&lt;/span&gt;... you know the type.  It gets all triumphant when the hero is winning the fight with trumpets and stuff, and then the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;villain&lt;/span&gt; gets the upper hand and the tubas come in, then the love interest comes up and the string instruments start, and then they make the great escape and it gets all full orchestra with the choir going "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;oOOH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ahhh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;oohh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ahh&lt;/span&gt;" to make it more dramatic.  It just seemed really obvious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know how they spent so much money making this movie.  I guess they built all the sets on the ocean and shot everything from boats and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;helicopters&lt;/span&gt;, which I could see adding up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probably wasn't worth it in the end, given the final product.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541131505202998019-7392605126795210811?l=mcd1901.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/feeds/7392605126795210811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2541131505202998019&amp;postID=7392605126795210811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/7392605126795210811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/7392605126795210811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/2009/05/waterworld.html' title='Waterworld'/><author><name>mcd1901</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11515640063187527401</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-2541131505202998019.post-6347294870275201461</id><published>2009-05-22T21:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:57:39.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For anyone keeping track...</title><content type='html'>today was indeed a better day than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt;.  I might venture to say it was downright above average.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541131505202998019-6347294870275201461?l=mcd1901.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/feeds/6347294870275201461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2541131505202998019&amp;postID=6347294870275201461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/6347294870275201461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/6347294870275201461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-anyone-keeping-track.html' title='For anyone keeping track...'/><author><name>mcd1901</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11515640063187527401</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-2541131505202998019.post-7138290059815379931</id><published>2009-05-21T21:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T21:29:42.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst... Day... Ever...</title><content type='html'>I'm pretty sure I just got home from the worst day of my professional life.  I won't go into specifics here of course I'm no blog &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;noob&lt;/span&gt; and know that's a mistake, but suffice it to say, tomorrow must be a better day.  Only one way to go from the bottom right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541131505202998019-7138290059815379931?l=mcd1901.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/feeds/7138290059815379931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2541131505202998019&amp;postID=7138290059815379931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/7138290059815379931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/7138290059815379931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/2009/05/worst-day-ever.html' title='Worst... Day... Ever...'/><author><name>mcd1901</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11515640063187527401</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-2541131505202998019.post-1571118067794526474</id><published>2009-05-20T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T21:18:08.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia 'aint what it used to be</title><content type='html'>Price of a Nintendo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; classic controller $20.00 on Amazon.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Price of "Super Mario World" for the Super Nintendo Entertainment System as emulated on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; Virtual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Counsel $8.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding out the games you so fondly remember weren't really all that amazing... priceless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541131505202998019-1571118067794526474?l=mcd1901.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/feeds/1571118067794526474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2541131505202998019&amp;postID=1571118067794526474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/1571118067794526474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/1571118067794526474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/2009/05/nostalgia-aint-what-it-used-to-be.html' title='Nostalgia &apos;aint what it used to be'/><author><name>mcd1901</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11515640063187527401</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-2541131505202998019.post-3608641408586639039</id><published>2008-09-02T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T19:49:44.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes Man</title><content type='html'>So I get home from my jog today and turn on the tele while I stretch and what is on but the Republican National Convention.  Now generally I identify as a Dem but I believe in being an informed voter so I have no problem watching the RNC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the funny part - if you watched, maybe you noticed too.  There was apparently one VERY enthusiastic man standing near the microphone with a sort of Ray Romano like nasally voice who every time the crowd cheered could be heard saying "Yes!  Yeah!  Yes!  Yes!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great yes man.  I wonder if he was paid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541131505202998019-3608641408586639039?l=mcd1901.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/feeds/3608641408586639039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2541131505202998019&amp;postID=3608641408586639039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/3608641408586639039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/3608641408586639039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/2008/09/yes-man.html' title='Yes Man'/><author><name>mcd1901</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11515640063187527401</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-2541131505202998019.post-6740993820319208232</id><published>2008-05-16T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T11:54:42.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tripps!</title><content type='html'>Take a look at your national weather map. See that red spot in the middle of California? Yeah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Triple&lt;/span&gt; digits baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There might be some truth to that whole 'dry heat' thing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;after all&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was driving with Lauren and said man, it is hot today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was like no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;triple&lt;/span&gt; digit day of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was like WHAT?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like sure thing babe, it is 100 degrees right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she didn't believe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dry heat is good heat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541131505202998019-6740993820319208232?l=mcd1901.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/feeds/6740993820319208232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2541131505202998019&amp;postID=6740993820319208232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/6740993820319208232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/6740993820319208232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/2008/05/tripps.html' title='Tripps!'/><author><name>mcd1901</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11515640063187527401</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-2541131505202998019.post-6073746067914719300</id><published>2008-05-12T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T17:39:42.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The doctor was in...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;and I've got Achilles Tendon Enthesopathy.  Sounds worse than it probably is - he says it is totally reversible.  As I said before, my number one fear is that this was a career ending injury.  This is not a career ending injury.  Here is what he has prescribed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 weeks no impact - elliptical running, biking, weight lifting and swimming are all fine&lt;br /&gt;2-3 sessions physical therapy&lt;br /&gt;"Aggressive" stretching -they will show me how in the PT&lt;br /&gt;Daily Advil&lt;br /&gt;revisit in 6 weeks (start running in 4 so we can talk about how it is going when I see him again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too bad.  Apparently what is happening is that my Hamstring and Calf muscles are tight.  This, along with the running tugs and tears at the point where my Achilles Tendon attaches to my heal.  These tears bleed a little, and when bone bleeds, it makes new bone.  This leads to growth of little bone spurs, the hardening of the tendon, swelling, and can sometimes aggravate the nerve in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if you want to learn more, see the link below.  My favorite part?  This is a condition that affects athletes and lazy fat people - not people who generally share health woes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Contracted or shortened calf muscles resulting from a sedentary lifestyle and obesity or athletic overuse are factors."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.merck.com/mmpe/sec04/ch043/ch043g.html"&gt;http://www.merck.com/mmpe/sec04/ch043/ch043g.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541131505202998019-6073746067914719300?l=mcd1901.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/feeds/6073746067914719300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2541131505202998019&amp;postID=6073746067914719300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/6073746067914719300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/6073746067914719300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/2008/05/doctor-was-in.html' title='The doctor was in...'/><author><name>mcd1901</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11515640063187527401</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-2541131505202998019.post-8646033321021620881</id><published>2008-05-11T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T22:01:35.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gabon</title><content type='html'>Looks awesome.  Wish I was on this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541131505202998019-8646033321021620881?l=mcd1901.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/feeds/8646033321021620881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2541131505202998019&amp;postID=8646033321021620881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/8646033321021620881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/8646033321021620881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/2008/05/gabon.html' title='Gabon'/><author><name>mcd1901</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11515640063187527401</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-2541131505202998019.post-85119657316523673</id><published>2008-05-08T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T18:37:36.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A pain in my...</title><content type='html'>Heal.  I have a lingering pain in my right heal.  It first showed up around November last year.  I figured I would take it easy, and so I didn't jog from December 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; for three months.  The thing is, the pain didn't go away.  I figured what the hell, might as well start jogging again, and so I did in March.  Strange thing is, the pain got better.  It is still there, but when I jog and stretch, it is better for a few days, and if I lapse, it gets worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what this pain is but it worries me.  I have an appointment on Monday with a Podiatrist to have it checked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My number one fear is that he is going to say it is a stress fracture or something else, and I have to stop jogging for like 6 months.  If that happens, I will have to take up swimming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541131505202998019-85119657316523673?l=mcd1901.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/feeds/85119657316523673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2541131505202998019&amp;postID=85119657316523673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/85119657316523673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/85119657316523673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/2008/05/pain-in-my.html' title='A pain in my...'/><author><name>mcd1901</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11515640063187527401</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-2541131505202998019.post-2750170266473736005</id><published>2008-05-06T20:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T20:54:51.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One of the best parts of my job...</title><content type='html'>I get to use the manlift.  It is like a fire pole, only it goes up and down.  We have one of these that goes up and down 8 stories.  It is awesome.  You step on the platform, grab the little handle, and away you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.humphrey-manlift.com/"&gt;http://www.humphrey-manlift.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541131505202998019-2750170266473736005?l=mcd1901.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/feeds/2750170266473736005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2541131505202998019&amp;postID=2750170266473736005' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/2750170266473736005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/2750170266473736005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-of-best-parts-of-my-job.html' title='One of the best parts of my job...'/><author><name>mcd1901</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11515640063187527401</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-2541131505202998019.post-8041162040029713492</id><published>2008-05-05T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T20:06:08.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like seeing your fiancee on the food network</title><content type='html'>I'm sitting at home eating some dinner and watching a DVD of "Curb Your Enthusiasm" by Larry David.  It is a great show that's on HBO in case you haven't seen it.  Anyway, right in the middle, Lauren's uncle shows up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;explanation&lt;/span&gt; - Lauren's uncle is an actor.  He isn't quite famous, but he has done quite well for himself with parts on all sorts of shows you have probably seen, like "Monk", "Desperate Housewives", "Cold Case", "Friends", "Malcolm in the Middle" and on and on.  Well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;apparently&lt;/span&gt; he is also in Season 6, episode 9 of Curb Your Enthusiasm.  It is very strange (and cool) seeing someone you know talking to Larry David on your DVD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541131505202998019-8041162040029713492?l=mcd1901.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/feeds/8041162040029713492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2541131505202998019&amp;postID=8041162040029713492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/8041162040029713492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/8041162040029713492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/2008/05/like-seeing-your-fiancee-on-food.html' title='Like seeing your fiancee on the food network'/><author><name>mcd1901</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11515640063187527401</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-2541131505202998019.post-4221457220005106699</id><published>2008-05-04T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T09:37:50.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a good weekend</title><content type='html'>Started off with a minor league baseball game on Friday night.  The Iowa Cubs were in town.  More than the baseball, I was drawn by the friends and the fact that it was $1 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hot dog&lt;/span&gt; and nestle ice cream drumstick night.  We played around with the idea of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hot dog&lt;/span&gt; eating contest - it looked like Lauren was actually the most likely to take on my new friend Issac.  Didn't do it in the end, but Lauren did manage to pack away three dollar-dogs.  The Iowa Cubs won by a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;long shot&lt;/span&gt;, we debated what a "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Rivercat&lt;/span&gt;" actually is (don't cats hate water?) and a good time was had by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday we finished up our gift registry for our wedding.  Mos Def not my favorite task.  It was okay in the end, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;suppose&lt;/span&gt; - there are a few items on there that I would be really happy to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; (read - ice cream scoop and paper shredder) but I really don't enjoy the whole process.  It is strange, because I have no problem putting together a long and detailed x-mas list.  For some reason the wedding registry makes me feel greedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night we got together with some new friends and played Settlers of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Catan&lt;/span&gt;: Cities &amp;amp; Knights.  When we got out here, we were very happy to find some new board game friends.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Catheryn&lt;/span&gt; actually has all three versions of Settlers, including the 5-6 player expansions of each.  We played 6 player Cities &amp;amp; Knights - it took a very long time probably about 3 hours.  For those in the know, we had a very well defended island and no cities were burnt down the entire game :-(  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Catheryn&lt;/span&gt; ended up winning but it was a good game, with 4 / 6 players in series contention to win it right up to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we got up and ate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;granola&lt;/span&gt; bars and sausage for breakfast (we were going to make pancakes but are out of fresh milk).  I'm looking forward to catching a matinee of Iron Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, that's a pretty good weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541131505202998019-4221457220005106699?l=mcd1901.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/feeds/4221457220005106699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2541131505202998019&amp;postID=4221457220005106699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/4221457220005106699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/4221457220005106699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-been-good-weekend.html' title='It&apos;s been a good weekend'/><author><name>mcd1901</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11515640063187527401</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-2541131505202998019.post-8820165842188986213</id><published>2008-05-01T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T18:47:06.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walnuts suck major nuts</title><content type='html'>I had to get up at 03:30 AM today to go into work and do an alergen inspection.  When we run a product like, in this case, banana walnut muffins and finish the production run, we have to clean every last bit out of the system.  This is because very small quantities of nuts can kill a guy - you have to make sure that not even the tiniest nut gets into the next product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, at the general we have to do a 3-level inspection which means machine operator, quality lab technician, and team leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was that lucky team leader who got to go in at 03:30 AM and do the inspection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yippee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541131505202998019-8820165842188986213?l=mcd1901.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/feeds/8820165842188986213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2541131505202998019&amp;postID=8820165842188986213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/8820165842188986213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/8820165842188986213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/2008/05/walnuts-suck-major-nuts.html' title='Walnuts suck major nuts'/><author><name>mcd1901</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11515640063187527401</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-2541131505202998019.post-5160583354285284037</id><published>2008-04-30T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T18:29:39.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing will ruin a good run like...</title><content type='html'>Got some brand new running shoes today - very exciting.  I went to a running store not far from my home.  They seemed pretty good, and I will probably go back to this store.  They also do track workouts on Tuesday nights which is awesome - I can only hope they are as good as my old running club in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Naperville&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got some new shoes and strapped them on for my first run.  They felt pretty good on the way out and I was feeling groovy.  All of a sudden it hit me - there was some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;definite&lt;/span&gt; motion going on in my bowels.  This was upsetting because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) I had taken a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dookie&lt;/span&gt; before I left the house&lt;br /&gt;B) I was having a good run&lt;br /&gt;C) I was about as far from my house as I could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is a guy to do?  After a little internal debate I turned around and started to walk it in (the bumping and jolts of running doesn't help this kind of situation).  This is by far my number one least favorite way to end a run.  I would much rather have cramps or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;exhaustion&lt;/span&gt; or pain than the '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;BD&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bi logical&lt;/span&gt; Distress).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a way to break in some new shoes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541131505202998019-5160583354285284037?l=mcd1901.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/feeds/5160583354285284037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2541131505202998019&amp;postID=5160583354285284037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/5160583354285284037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/5160583354285284037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/2008/04/nothing-will-ruin-good-run-like.html' title='Nothing will ruin a good run like...'/><author><name>mcd1901</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11515640063187527401</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-2541131505202998019.post-6876853682630294002</id><published>2008-04-27T22:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T22:18:18.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The fat lady has sung (on the iPod anyway)</title><content type='html'>The wedding is over, everything was great and went off without a hitch.  For my part, the master of ceremonies went well as did the best man speech.  Now I need to go to bed - we start union negotiations this week - our contract is up on Sunday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541131505202998019-6876853682630294002?l=mcd1901.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/feeds/6876853682630294002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2541131505202998019&amp;postID=6876853682630294002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/6876853682630294002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/6876853682630294002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/2008/04/fat-lady-has-sung-on-ipod-anyway.html' title='The fat lady has sung (on the iPod anyway)'/><author><name>mcd1901</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11515640063187527401</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-2541131505202998019.post-1153653605847609057</id><published>2008-04-23T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T21:03:38.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The big weekend</title><content type='html'>This weekend is my brother's wedding.  I am the best man.  This makes you the but of a lot of jokes, such as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- they searched the whole world and you were the best they could find?&lt;br /&gt;- If you were REALLY the best man, you would stop him from doing what he is about to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, well, two jokes.  But I have heard them a lot this week, particularly #1.  With all that said, I am very glad for my brother and have no doubt that he is doing a wonderful thing.  It would really NOT be in his best interest to stop him as per #2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just have to fine tune my best man &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;speech&lt;/span&gt; - it's a tall order really.  I just might pull out some old standards - like starting the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;speech&lt;/span&gt; and saying "I've prepared a few words" and then pulling out many sheets of paper taped together as if I had a long list of notes.  Might be good for a quick laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541131505202998019-1153653605847609057?l=mcd1901.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/feeds/1153653605847609057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2541131505202998019&amp;postID=1153653605847609057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/1153653605847609057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/1153653605847609057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/2008/04/big-weekend.html' title='The big weekend'/><author><name>mcd1901</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11515640063187527401</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-2541131505202998019.post-4184454664150737372</id><published>2008-04-21T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T19:46:48.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How I love my brother</title><content type='html'>I am the best man in my brother's wedding this Saturday.  I can tell that it is important to me because everyday this week I have been coming home from my jog, getting out of the shower, and plucking nose hairs.  Yes, that's right, plucking nose hairs.  With tweezers.  It is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;excruciating&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind you, this is all my own doing - he has made no requests that lead me to believe he would have even thought about my nose hairs.  But gosh darn, if he has taught me one thing, there is a right way to do everything, and if you really, really want to have a nice clean nose, you have to pluck - the trimmer just doesn't do the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try it... it makes you cry and sneeze all at once!  I am not even kidding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541131505202998019-4184454664150737372?l=mcd1901.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/feeds/4184454664150737372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2541131505202998019&amp;postID=4184454664150737372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/4184454664150737372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541131505202998019/posts/default/4184454664150737372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcd1901.blogspot.com/2008/04/how-i-love-my-brother.html' title='How I love my brother'/><author><name>mcd1901</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11515640063187527401</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></feed>
