<?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-3784590</id><updated>2011-12-21T07:19:46.871-05:00</updated><title type='text'>let's make a list...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3784590.post-4143095604448605745</id><published>2008-02-19T19:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T19:18:59.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'>seems to get later and later, huh?</title><summary type='text'>Top Records of 2007</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/4143095604448605745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=4143095604448605745&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/4143095604448605745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/4143095604448605745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2008/02/seems-to-get-later-and-later-huh.html' title='seems to get later and later, huh?'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3784590.post-116983621852305170</id><published>2007-01-26T13:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T13:30:18.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tops 2006</title><summary type='text'>As usual.  Late.  Here goes anyway.oh! six. Top Records.adem - love and other planetsaloha - some echoesellen allien + apparat - orchestra of bubblesfutureheads - news and tributesgrizzly bear - yellow househot chip - the warningmew - and the glass-handed kites*subtle  -  for hero for foolwhitest boy alive - dreamswilderness - vessel statesalbum the would make my top ten if i hadn't done a bunch </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/116983621852305170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=116983621852305170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/116983621852305170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/116983621852305170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2007/01/tops-2006.html' title='Tops 2006'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-116484820831675350</id><published>2006-11-29T19:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T19:57:56.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>coming clean...</title><summary type='text'>so i've kept it in for long enough...the first two albums that helped me through the long hell that is being a midwestern guilt ridden catholic with built in (protestant) work eithic...and made me angsty were...A. Fugazi's --  Repeater*  **B. Nine Inch Nails -- Pretty Hate Machine* mind you, the B-Side of this tape was Morrissey's "Viva Hate," which really helped  sum up my mopey, depressed state</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/116484820831675350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=116484820831675350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/116484820831675350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/116484820831675350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2006/11/coming-clean.html' title='coming clean...'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-116147159588370626</id><published>2006-10-21T18:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T18:59:55.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Tigers!</title><summary type='text'>'nuff said.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/116147159588370626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=116147159588370626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/116147159588370626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/116147159588370626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2006/10/go-tigers.html' title='Go Tigers!'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-116017751935531617</id><published>2006-10-06T19:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T19:35:45.143-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chivalry?  HA!  Subtlety's Dead.</title><summary type='text'>(Or, How I Learn to Stop Worrying and Loathe the Leer.)(Or, Take a Picture, It'll Last Longer.)(Or, Drool much?)I have been known to sneak a second glance at a nice looking lady -- there's no denying that.What is also undeniable is the incredible percentage of New York City men that are so interchangably disgusting. I have never ever seen so many men* turn around and physically crane their necks </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/116017751935531617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=116017751935531617&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/116017751935531617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/116017751935531617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2006/10/chivalry-ha-subtletys-dead.html' title='Chivalry?  HA!  Subtlety&apos;s Dead.'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-115858468767152350</id><published>2006-09-18T08:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T20:37:02.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not A Fashion-Blog.</title><summary type='text'>I swear my blog isn't turning into a social critique on fashion, nor am I vying for a spot on the next season of Rachel Hunter's Style Me.However.WTF is up with the recent trend of gardening clogs.  You know what I'm talking about, the solid colored, plastic hunks adorning everyone's feet these days.  I've seen kids as young as three and ladies my grandmother's age wearing them.  They're the new </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/115858468767152350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=115858468767152350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/115858468767152350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/115858468767152350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2006/09/not-fashion-blog.html' title='Not A Fashion-Blog.'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-115741118319423159</id><published>2006-09-04T19:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T19:06:23.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wear Whatcha Like!</title><summary type='text'>Despite a bit of rain, the weather here in New York has been so lovely the last couple of days.  We're getting to the last hurrah of summer, so jeans are replacing the "manpris*," and I've even had to break out a light jacket.Allison and I are heading to Chicago for six days to catch up with friends and family.  Since last I've been there, two of my friends are engaged and my brother now has a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/115741118319423159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=115741118319423159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/115741118319423159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/115741118319423159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2006/09/wear-whatcha-like.html' title='Wear Whatcha Like!'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-115498567688577764</id><published>2006-08-07T17:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T17:26:16.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'>mid-nineties favorites...</title><summary type='text'>I forgot how goddamn great these bands were:To get up from that and just keep going... fucking incredible.Not the most riff-er-riffic of their work, but it gets the point across.Funny video.  I think Sweeny is now playing with Current 93  (?)  ...better than Corgan....AND JUST IN CASE YOU FORGOT.  ...stay until the end, it's worth the wait.  Actually, it's worth a watch for Mitch 's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/115498567688577764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=115498567688577764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/115498567688577764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/115498567688577764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2006/08/mid-nineties-favorites.html' title='mid-nineties favorites...'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-115465430803501849</id><published>2006-08-03T21:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T21:18:28.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn it Feels Good to be a Gangster.</title><summary type='text'>I was recently transfered to a new store.This was welcome news to me.I had had enough of my previous diggs.This location is a nice mix of neighborhood and commuter.My partners are much more agreeable, because the environment is that much more agreeable.I was brought over to cover for the manager come October when she will be going on maternity leave.Two weeks ago, she went into early labor due to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/115465430803501849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=115465430803501849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/115465430803501849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/115465430803501849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2006/08/damn-it-feels-good-to-be-gangster.html' title='Damn it Feels Good to be a Gangster.'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-115056190401052820</id><published>2006-06-17T12:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T12:31:44.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth.</title><summary type='text'>So, I haven't told a lot of people, but the real reason that I'm in Michigan right now is because my mother is battling breast cancer.  As a whole, it's a scary proposition because there is no cure, and ultimately it could claim her life.  What is the scariest idea is the cloud of unknown that hangs over the word itself.  Cancer is such an intangible.  It's almost an emotion like state.  It looms</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/115056190401052820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=115056190401052820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/115056190401052820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/115056190401052820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2006/06/truth.html' title='Truth.'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-114225978811619817</id><published>2006-03-13T09:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T09:23:08.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Definitely a Liar...</title><summary type='text'>...but unsure as to how thieving fits into the picture.Nine days and I will be thirty-two years old.That'll make eight years past doomsday, so I'm doing awfully well.24----So it's not loaded stadiums or ball parks,and we're not kids on swing-sets on the blacktopand I thought at fifteen that I'd have it down by sixteenand twenty four keeps breathing in my face like a mad whore.and twenty four </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/114225978811619817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=114225978811619817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/114225978811619817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/114225978811619817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2006/03/definitely-liar.html' title='Definitely a Liar...'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-113725292223175943</id><published>2006-01-14T10:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T11:13:19.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Ten of 2005</title><summary type='text'>So it took me a little longer that expected to suss out my top ten.There are plenty to fill in the eleven through twenty-five spots, but I really wanted to grab the ten I think are "best."It took me a lot less time to figure out which albums I was disappointed by this year, but I'll save those for another update.Boom Bip - Blue Eyed in a Red Room (Lex)LCD Soundsystem - Self-Titled  (DFA)Deerhoof </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/113725292223175943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=113725292223175943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/113725292223175943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/113725292223175943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2006/01/top-ten-of-2005.html' title='Top Ten of 2005'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-113633230333119257</id><published>2006-01-03T18:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T18:51:43.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Reborn?</title><summary type='text'>In typical New Year's fashion, I'll whole-heartedly promise to update this space a little more frequently.  No really.  I will.You can expect my Top of 2005 Music List by the end of this week.Hmmm.  In the meantime, a brief 2005 recap will do:Kalamazoo is not as I remember it.The people, thank god, still are.That will not bring me back to Michigan though.Sorry friends.I never made it to Portland,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/113633230333119257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=113633230333119257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/113633230333119257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/113633230333119257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-am-reborn.html' title='I am Reborn?'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-112697700361038946</id><published>2005-09-17T12:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T13:35:41.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tally another one up for "guilty-pleasure"</title><summary type='text'>So, I've been watching Rockstar: INXS.This week is the finale.Squaring off is J.D., Mig, and Marty.Notably absent is any female presence.The token female, "Sweet" Suzie McNeil, who by far possesses the best singing voice of all of the candidates, was eliminated last week.  I wonder if the guys in INXS felt they needed to keep a girl around until almost the end.  I dunno.  She was the best of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/112697700361038946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=112697700361038946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/112697700361038946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/112697700361038946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2005/09/tally-another-one-up-for-guilty.html' title='tally another one up for &quot;guilty-pleasure&quot;'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-112462798649725947</id><published>2005-08-21T08:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T08:41:44.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Sports That I Hold Dear</title><summary type='text'>It usually comes as a surprise to people that I like sports.Needless to say, I didn't come into liking sports through the tradition of playing little league, pee-wee football, 'Gus-Macker' styled tourneys, or intramural Sports.In fact, during my adolescence I adamantly shunned sports.  I never felt the desire to play in any of the aforementioned athletics and it was due to neither my physical </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/112462798649725947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=112462798649725947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/112462798649725947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/112462798649725947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2005/08/two-sports-that-i-hold-dear.html' title='Two Sports That I Hold Dear'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-112319631150447599</id><published>2005-08-04T18:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T18:58:31.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Making the Band</title><summary type='text'>I remember trying to convince Brooke Rossi that she had what it took to be the front-person for a band...I don't think it was quite as hard as it has been trying to convince Allison.Granted, when we lived in Kalamazoo we had started... twice.The first time was a short lived project that was pretty much doomed from the get go.The second was doomed as well, as we knew we were going to end up moving</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/112319631150447599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=112319631150447599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/112319631150447599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/112319631150447599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2005/08/making-band.html' title='Making the Band'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-112059953599756349</id><published>2005-07-05T17:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T17:58:20.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summah, Summah, Summah, T-IME!</title><summary type='text'>I know I complain about a lot of things, but I feel that most of my agonies in life are created by lack of common courtesy.  What bothers me more when seeing a movie?  The trio of teens in front of me, obviously tripping balls... or is it the man with the cell phone that rings about two-thirds of the way through... or is it the man with the baby, that behaves itself for more than half, but when </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/112059953599756349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=112059953599756349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/112059953599756349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/112059953599756349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2005/07/summah-summah-summah-t-ime.html' title='Summah, Summah, Summah, T-IME!'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-111824466005519794</id><published>2005-06-08T11:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T11:32:09.290-04:00</updated><title type='text'>to keep out the crazies</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!-- Start of Flickr Badge --&gt;#flickr_badge_source_txt {padding:0; font: 11px Arial, Helvetica, Sans serif; color:#666666;}#flickr_badge_icon {display:block !important; margin:0 !important; border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0) !important;}#flickr_icon_td {padding:0 5px 0 0 !important;}.flickr_badge_image {text-align:center !important;}.flickr_badge_image img {border: 1px solid black !important;}#</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/111824466005519794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=111824466005519794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/111824466005519794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/111824466005519794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2005/06/to-keep-out-crazies.html' title='to keep out the crazies'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-113625543397309530</id><published>2005-05-19T09:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T21:30:33.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>randomizer</title><summary type='text'>Is anyone amused by Geico commercials as much as I am?Allison and I are going to Portland in July  We're staying in a hotel that's converted from a school.It has a movie theatre built in and it is FREE.What should we do and see there?Allison and I got rid of our car.I have never felt more free.Unlike my pal Josh, who is seemingly in need, not want of a new pair...I'm still on the hunt for new </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/113625543397309530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=113625543397309530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/113625543397309530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/113625543397309530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2005/05/randomizer.html' title='randomizer'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-111590811904332298</id><published>2005-05-12T09:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T10:28:39.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Continuing Saga of Compact Disc Reduction</title><summary type='text'>Adult. - D.U.M.E. - Just got it.  Already, I don't value it as much as some of their earlier work... but I can't ditch it yet.Aerial M - October EP - Keeper, valued alone for it's wicked "slowcore"* cover of the Mistfit's "Last Caress."Aerial M - S/T -  Keeper, I love Pajo's gtr. noodling on a rainy afternoonAesop Rock - Bazooka Tooth - Keeper.  I dunno if its the gritty production or the even </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/111590811904332298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=111590811904332298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/111590811904332298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/111590811904332298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2005/05/continuing-saga-of-compact-disc.html' title='The Continuing Saga of Compact Disc Reduction'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-111533534743784869</id><published>2005-05-05T19:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T19:24:05.760-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Down, Umpteen More To Go.</title><summary type='text'>So, I found the joy that is the Cobble Hill Theatre here in good ole' Brooklyn.  Not a "HI-TEC" theatre, but comfortable.Shows that start before 6pm are a mere $5.50, after that $8.50.  That's pretty cheap for New York.  Average is about $10...but if you're aware of cheaper -- lemme know, eh?So, Sin City and Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy get marked off the list.  I thought that both were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/111533534743784869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=111533534743784869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/111533534743784869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/111533534743784869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2005/05/two-down-umpteen-more-to-go.html' title='Two Down, Umpteen More To Go.'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-113625495829118986</id><published>2005-05-02T11:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T21:22:38.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>taped up, nrrrd stylee</title><summary type='text'>So, I broke my glasses at work the other day.I've settled down, but I wasn't very happy about it for a while.I really liked my glasses and even though I've been seeing more and more clear frames about the town, I still thought mine to be quite "Mothersbough" and quite fetching on my face.*sigh*So, I've resorted back to my old wire frame glasses, which are fine... for now...I was smart enough when</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/113625495829118986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=113625495829118986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/113625495829118986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/113625495829118986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2005/05/taped-up-nrrrd-stylee.html' title='taped up, nrrrd stylee'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-111456728295413356</id><published>2005-04-26T21:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T22:04:23.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'>summer movie madness</title><summary type='text'>I really wish my wife were into going to the movies... and then, I wish she was into creepy/zombie/horror and science fiction movies... 'cuz it looks as if this summer is full'uv'um.The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy   (FUN!!)High TensionNight Watch//Nochnoi Dozor  (A Russian horror trilogy of epic proportions?)War of the Worlds (A Tom Cruise/Stephen Speilberg vehicle... I know, I know....)SW </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/111456728295413356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=111456728295413356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/111456728295413356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/111456728295413356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2005/04/summer-movie-madness.html' title='summer movie madness'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-113625478815326506</id><published>2005-04-24T11:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T21:19:48.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Burn To Shine Redux</title><summary type='text'>MYSTERY SOLVED!The house is donated to, and burned for training purposes by, the DC Fire Department.Bookended by a nice intro and footage of the training exercises  The footage is really nice.  Very intimate.Quick reviews:Q and Not U -- Pretty typical performance from them, although they've got a new keyboard which helps with their bass sounds.  Very nice.  "Ch-Check!  We are in an old house...."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/113625478815326506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=113625478815326506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/113625478815326506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/113625478815326506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2005/04/burn-to-shine-redux.html' title='Burn To Shine Redux'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-113625462173509292</id><published>2005-04-22T09:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T21:17:01.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>in the begining...</title><summary type='text'>So, I've really been getting into Peter Gabriel and Genesis.i just need to track down the Birdy OST and Passion album... and then decide if i'm really interested in any of the live albums.As far as Genesis goes... I'm just diving headlong into Lamb Lies Down on Broadway.  This may take weeks/months to fully digest and appreciate, although if what I've read on the interweb is correct...   ALL 475 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/113625462173509292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=113625462173509292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/113625462173509292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/113625462173509292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2005/04/in-begining.html' title='in the begining...'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-111107765225193361</id><published>2005-03-17T11:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T11:49:34.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>gawd, i smell!</title><summary type='text'>so i'm enjoying a morning of internet use before i clean up the house...listening to somebody's fake "real" bandwatching the pistons pound seattle on espn motionsearching e-bay for shit i don't needcommenting on stereogumdownloading mp3s  (check out that eno shit!)adding to my netflix queue.figuring out if brendan benson's "metarie" is a cover song  (it's not)...and then i realize that my breath </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/111107765225193361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=111107765225193361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/111107765225193361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/111107765225193361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2005/03/gawd-i-smell.html' title='gawd, i smell!'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-113625444193586753</id><published>2005-03-15T22:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T21:14:38.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Burn to Shine</title><summary type='text'>Burn to Shine is a film series produced by Fugazi's Brendan Canty and directed by film maker Christoph Green. Traveling from town to town to film bands performing in houses that are about to be demolished or burned to the ground. They document the doomed house, the bands, and the demolition, put it together in a 45 minute movie, and put it out on DVD. Each DVD/town has a different curator that is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/113625444193586753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=113625444193586753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/113625444193586753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/113625444193586753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2005/03/burn-to-shine.html' title='Burn to Shine'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-111013476623486255</id><published>2005-03-06T13:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T09:57:23.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ANN - TEA - SO - SHAWL!!</title><summary type='text'>So, in lieu of blogging, I guess? My wife has been making some excellent music comps.  She's been doing them in monthly installments and needless to say, I'm usually begging for them as soon as the new month hits.February's comp. included the following:Little Thoughts - Bloc PartyThis Is Not A Photograph - Mission of BurmaLet the Formula Forge Itself Fantastic - Vague Angels   (Chris Leo's new </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/111013476623486255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=111013476623486255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/111013476623486255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/111013476623486255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2005/03/ann-tea-so-shawl.html' title='ANN - TEA - SO - SHAWL!!'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-110955783270900235</id><published>2005-02-28T00:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T10:08:06.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark Dreams of Disaster</title><summary type='text'>When I was younger I had dreams/nightmares of living in a post-apocalyptic/barren/scorched Earth future.I'm not necessarily sure that I'd be one to survive any kind of mass hysteria mob, frenzied or slo-mo version zombies, a plague/virus, an alien invasion, or nuclear strike, but a boy-nerd can dream, can't he? While these all weren't necessarily post-apocalyptic they fueled the fire:Roleplaying </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/110955783270900235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=110955783270900235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/110955783270900235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/110955783270900235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2005/02/dark-dreams-of-disaster.html' title='Dark Dreams of Disaster'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-110644570940109139</id><published>2005-01-23T00:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T21:01:49.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WINTER BLIZZZZARD 2005!!</title><summary type='text'>snow is falling in nyc and people are FREAKING OUT!good lord.  i understand that it's a big city and people aren't used to getting snow here, but this is new york... aren't people are supposed to be tough?people, in fact, are worried that the stores are going to be closed tomorrow (maybe even monday too?!?  right...) and that no one will be able to buy food or toilet paper, condoms, tampons, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/110644570940109139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=110644570940109139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/110644570940109139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/110644570940109139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2005/01/winter-blizzzzard-2005.html' title='WINTER BLIZZZZARD 2005!!'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-113625406825650194</id><published>2005-01-18T23:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T21:09:09.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>tops of oh!four (a human jukebox post)</title><summary type='text'>Usually, I like to be on top.  This past year it just didn't happen.Granted the first few months of oh!four were spent holed up in a dark spot on the L.E.S.Sure, I had a couple of good hold overs from oh!three, as well as some music downloads; however without a job, confined to a stone-aged-slow-dial-up connection, and with the eventual shit my hard drive took -- I was pretty much thirsty all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/113625406825650194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=113625406825650194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/113625406825650194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/113625406825650194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2005/01/tops-of-ohfour-human-jukebox-post.html' title='tops of oh!four (a human jukebox post)'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-110572957344662552</id><published>2005-01-14T17:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T14:06:13.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adjustments</title><summary type='text'>Wow.This place really cleared out.What has it been, nine months?I guess that's about right, huh?Well... sometimes it takes that long.Look for updates to appear more regularly here, but also over there.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/110572957344662552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=110572957344662552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/110572957344662552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/110572957344662552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2005/01/adjustments.html' title='Adjustments'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-108172176719026596</id><published>2004-04-11T18:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T18:19:54.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>pieces of new york</title><summary type='text'>Allison and I watched the movie Pieces of April this morning.I had already seen it, prior to my move to New York.  What I hadn't realized since then was that the apartment that the NY couple live in -- was on our block.  It's interesting how blighted the filmmaker makes our street out to be.  To the family, expecting the worst, I can see how it might be.  To me, it's a little funny, because </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/108172176719026596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=108172176719026596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/108172176719026596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/108172176719026596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2004/04/pieces-of-new-york.html' title='pieces of new york'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-108024353744848994</id><published>2004-03-25T14:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T14:42:21.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>internet cafe's are too expensive.</title><summary type='text'>wow.here i am in new york.sorry that i haven't been in touch with everyone via the interweb.... awaiting phone changes with christina's former roommate... then dsl.as it stands, internet cafe's are too expensive for this boy.in the meantime... please start e-mailing me at fullname at yahoo.com  (fullname = ericgielow)i've got to retire my other e-mail addresses as they're spamful.hmmm.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/108024353744848994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=108024353744848994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/108024353744848994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/108024353744848994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2004/03/internet-cafes-are-too-expensive.html' title='internet cafe&apos;s are too expensive.'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-107904295496632942</id><published>2004-03-11T17:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T17:12:21.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stub Hub</title><summary type='text'>Friday, May 2, 2003 - Ted Leo &amp; the Pharmacists - The Shelter, Detroit, MI  *Friday, Nov 22, 2002  -  Mission of Burma/Milemarker @ the Metro in ChicagoThurs, Oct 24, 1996 - Archers of Loaf @ Blind Pig in Ann Arbor, MIMon, Sept 23, 1996 - Sloan @ Capitol Theatre - Windsor, ONT - CanadaSat, June 29, 1996 - Tragically Hip - Toledo Zoo - Toledo, OH **Sun, May 12, 1996 - Stereolab/Cornershop - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/107904295496632942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=107904295496632942&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/107904295496632942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/107904295496632942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2004/03/stub-hub.html' title='Stub Hub'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-107766376902845560</id><published>2004-02-24T17:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T18:10:14.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i need you so much closer...</title><summary type='text'>so, this distance is a problem.it's not that i'm not able to deal with it,but i certainly don't like it.if i had this all to do again,i would have gone with her straightaway...but of course nyc (read: life) is not easy like that.it may never be easy.  (life either for that matter...)that is troublesome in and of itself.but i'm not down on the idea of being there.i'm just down on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/107766376902845560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=107766376902845560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/107766376902845560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/107766376902845560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-need-you-so-much-closer.html' title='i need you so much closer...'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-107652699777311894</id><published>2004-02-11T14:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T14:25:24.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If I can make it there...</title><summary type='text'>So, many of you are already aware, but my wife has left me…… to start her job in New York that is!  (Maybe I caught some of you off guard there, but most likely not... but... if so, GOTCHA!)  Anyway, I’m trying my best to keep my sanity, stave off loneliness, and wrap things up around these parts.  So, if you’re up to no good and need a partner in crime, let me know.  I’m available for small </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/107652699777311894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=107652699777311894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/107652699777311894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/107652699777311894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2004/02/if-i-can-make-it-there.html' title='If I can make it there...'/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-107309190523697641</id><published>2004-01-02T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-02T20:13:51.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This past year was a memorable one indeed.After several months of on-again/off-again belly-achin' about my job at the Michigan News Agency, through the help of one Mr. Brian Mansberger, I procured myself at Bronson Methodist Hospital.Just a few days after my 29th birthday, I started into the world of Information Technology.A 'real' job so to speak, chock full of bueauracry that would drive</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/107309190523697641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=107309190523697641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/107309190523697641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/107309190523697641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2004/01/this-past-year-was-memorable-one.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-107151168109809622</id><published>2003-12-15T13:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T13:09:12.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Breast Implants What Will Santa Bring You? brought to you by Quizillayes, exactly what I need!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/107151168109809622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=107151168109809622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/107151168109809622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/107151168109809622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/12/breast-implants-what-will-santa-bring.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-107115013686547430</id><published>2003-12-11T08:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T08:43:44.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the shackles that bind me... so, there's been a lot of talk lately...you know... the usual spouting of nonsense that issues forth from my yap.... and no, i'm not talking about the silly ass surveys i've been posting on friendster, nor the sorry ass quizzes from quizilla.but rather, the real deal shtuff...well, it's ALL moving in a positive direction.i can't promise myself or any of you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/107115013686547430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=107115013686547430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/107115013686547430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/107115013686547430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/12/shackles-that-bind-me.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-107084325468068455</id><published>2003-12-07T19:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-07T19:36:16.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>one answer changes everything i tell ya'...you spend most of your time?A. Rearranging your hair, taking artsy angled photos of yrselfB. Browsing pitchforkmedia.comC. Rearranging your record collection/sitting on your buttD. Writing angsty poetry, blah, blah, blah...E. Fixing your hair, shopping at thrift stores.So, I figure... go with the true answer right.I browse pitchforkmedia.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/107084325468068455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=107084325468068455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/107084325468068455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/107084325468068455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/12/one-answer-changes-everything-i-tell.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-107024809733905329</id><published>2003-11-30T22:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T22:09:09.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You're Avante Garde Indie. You listen to abstractmusic like free-jazz and Krautrock. You drinktoo much coffee and you scare the fuck out ofthe rest of us. We're afraid to call youpretentious because we know that we all justdon't get it. There are few of you out there,and most of you will probably die soon. You Know Yer Indie. Let's Sub-Categorize.  brought to you by Quizillasorry john, there's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/107024809733905329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=107024809733905329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/107024809733905329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/107024809733905329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/11/youre-avante-garde-indie.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-107005374807058594</id><published>2003-11-28T16:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T16:15:22.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, we're working on our second snowfall of the season.This should amount to lots of fun driving on the roads today.Luckily, I am planning on going nowhere near any major shopping outlets.Snowfall + busiest shopping day of the year + Michigan drivers = disaster!I do, however, need to get my mopeds and bikes moved TODAY!!Fun Facts about Paul Schrader's 1997 film Light of Day:Hollywood </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/107005374807058594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=107005374807058594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/107005374807058594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/107005374807058594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/11/so-were-working-on-our-second-snowfall.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-106934390967822151</id><published>2003-11-20T10:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T11:04:30.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Allison still has not heard back from TODA.  She is not too worried about it because the person that she interviewed with said that it could be a few weeks before she heard back from him.  (But I know the anticipation is building)  She did send him an e-mail letting him know how much she appreciated the interview and hoping that things would work out.  I told her that  there wasn't much else to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/106934390967822151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=106934390967822151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106934390967822151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106934390967822151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/11/allison-still-has-not-heard-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-106924982321560384</id><published>2003-11-19T08:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T08:53:40.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm a simple man...shit, piss, fart, and dick jokes get me everytime...not the ones on morning FM radio, but rather the ones told amongst gender mixed friends while sipping martinis.Oh, and please join my new special interest group:PERA - People for the Equality in Restroom AccommodationsWe will fight for your rights as a human being to have your simple needs in restroom accommodations </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/106924982321560384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=106924982321560384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106924982321560384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106924982321560384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/11/im-simple-man.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-106861466341244755</id><published>2003-11-12T00:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-12T00:41:35.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>and I quote... "Fuck Boardwalk!"-- Brian MansbergerTonite there was a spirtited game of Monopoly to be had.While Josh Franta and I bowed out early... (too many easy real estate trades amongst my compeditors for my liking... and my pocket book.)  I did have an early and tight grasp on the Green and Yellow properties; as well a nice mixed package of other properties that others held pairs </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/106861466341244755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=106861466341244755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106861466341244755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106861466341244755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/11/and-i-quote.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-106813493774287549</id><published>2003-11-06T11:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T11:09:16.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>quickie...1. so, work sucks.2. allison is in nyc... she maybe semi-permanently there after the new year... so maybe 6 months from now we'll both be there... for a while at least..."cuz i've gotta get the fuck out of this town"  -  pay-vuh-meant3. went and saw matrix:revolutions... *eh* i'm satisfied with the ending... although i'm a little undecided about how much i really enjoyed the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/106813493774287549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=106813493774287549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106813493774287549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106813493774287549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/11/quickie.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-106779843855662837</id><published>2003-11-02T13:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T13:47:16.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow!I mean, WOW!!If only everyday could be a third as happy as yesterday was!Spending time with my lady in the morning.  Coffee and magazine reading... what a cheap date.(Okay, so I bought a sweater that I really didn't need... but it's nice and was inexpensive!)Then back to James' house to pick up my shtuff from the party the night before,caught some quality conversation with Mr. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/106779843855662837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=106779843855662837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106779843855662837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106779843855662837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/11/wow-i-mean-wow-if-only-everyday-could.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-106770390594417068</id><published>2003-11-01T11:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-01T11:25:48.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm not that much into parties... but when I attend or am involved with one, I ususally fail.I think I put too much emphasis on wanting everyone to have a good time and to enjoy what is going on, that I don't sit back and enjoy it for myself.I get all worked up and pissed off that I can't bring myself back to 'party' mode.Then I do things like leave in a trail of burning rubber... (sorry, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/106770390594417068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=106770390594417068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106770390594417068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106770390594417068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/11/im-not-that-much-into-parties.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-106729523425484607</id><published>2003-10-27T17:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T17:53:59.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*blah.*That is my state of mind today.I'm not in a good place.I really should be accomplishing things, but alas I cannot.I'm going to go to the gym and make myself tired...so I can feel okay about laying down and sleeping.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/106729523425484607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=106729523425484607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106729523425484607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106729523425484607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/10/blah.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-106693656800435499</id><published>2003-10-23T18:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T09:01:05.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a list...Build Webpage1. Review HTML coding2. Teach myself Dreamweaver3. Create artwork for webpage    a. photos	--ask John if i can borrow digital camera	--find "models"    b. buttons	--make MA branch buttons	--make buttons for bands	--ask Simon if i can showcase the "Meredith buttons"4. Create templates for webpage     Note to self:  Steal from Busy Beaver while trying not to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/106693656800435499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=106693656800435499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106693656800435499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106693656800435499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/10/list.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-106669653117937830</id><published>2003-10-20T20:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-20T20:41:45.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First off, let me preface this post with the fact that I admire those who are able to eliminate or reduce the amount of dairy and or meat from their diet.  I would never be able to do it successfully.  As I love the taste of both cheese and flesh WAY TOO MUCH!My good friend Simon noted in his blog, that he and his girlfriend would be celebrating her birthday in Chicago.  They would be going to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/106669653117937830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=106669653117937830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106669653117937830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106669653117937830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/10/first-off-let-me-preface-this-post.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-106630915404414524</id><published>2003-10-16T08:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-16T08:59:13.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I really need to learn how to do mechanical repair.I think it's time to get some books and learn to do so.Cars are unbelievably expensive to get fixed at the regular mechanic in a shop.I'm going to end up having to spend around $500 to have a damn tune up and some fluids changed.  Maybe some other work has been done as well, but I'll be goddamned if the mechanic at the place gave me any other</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/106630915404414524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=106630915404414524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106630915404414524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106630915404414524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/10/i-really-need-to-learn-how-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-106591212422725822</id><published>2003-10-11T18:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-11T18:42:03.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>damn the interweb!!!damn friend collector!! ...i mean friendster.*heh*note to self:  people are nice.  stop being so hypercritical.  ignore the riff-raff.listening to:  men at work, murs, matmos, my bloody valentinewho's got the "you made me realize" EP??  can you help a brotha out?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/106591212422725822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=106591212422725822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106591212422725822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106591212422725822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/10/damn-interweb-damn-friend-collector.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-106555375765222039</id><published>2003-10-07T14:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-07T15:09:17.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, I haven't updated in a while...  sorry.Work has been a real bummer of late.I still enjoy the work, but we're without a supervisor and getting hit from all sides with issues that in all honesty, can only be dealt with by an authority figure.  My interview for this position comes on Thursday.  I have mixxed feelings about it.  I really know I could put the extra money to good use... and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/106555375765222039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=106555375765222039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106555375765222039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106555375765222039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/10/so-i-havent-updated-in-while.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-106389767601948333</id><published>2003-09-18T11:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-18T11:07:56.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Strangely SatisfiedSo, of late I've been feeling really good about myself.Of course, I'm not getting as much done as I could be, but I feel I'm being a bit more productive and at least planning strategies for future plans.Now if I could only successfully pass on my positive feelings and proaction to Miss AK.I apologize for the fractured nature of the last three posts.My brain has been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/106389767601948333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=106389767601948333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106389767601948333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106389767601948333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/09/strangely-satisfied-so-of-late-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-106357442956304542</id><published>2003-09-14T17:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-14T17:23:21.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sabbath, Bloody SabbathJust in case there was any confusion on whether or not... Effervessence... I mean, Evanescence... uhhh, yeah... the Linkin-Park meets Tori Amos hybrid band that does that "Wake Me Up" song from the Daredevil movie soundtrack... is a Christian band... well, fret no more heathans... they are among 'the Fallen.'  (tee hee... good one, eh?  uh, nevermind. )I guess the use </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/106357442956304542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=106357442956304542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106357442956304542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106357442956304542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/09/sabbath-bloody-sabbath-just-in-case.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-106350780383941512</id><published>2003-09-13T22:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-13T22:50:03.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dance punk, as in a command -- not another lame genre signifier ...right? as in "Dance, punk!! ...or I kick you in the groin." ----- So, two days ago -- it's about six thirty a.m., I was getting ready for work. Hark! A horn sounds, a car approaches. Again, the horn! Again and again and again... the horn! The mini-van goes around the circle of apartments -- honk! honk! honking away! My </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/106350780383941512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=106350780383941512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106350780383941512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106350780383941512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/09/dance-punk-as-in-command-not-another.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-106330013855003814</id><published>2003-09-11T13:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T13:10:54.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Leave it to Pitchforkmedia.com... again, summing up myfeelings about Music File Sharing.Duh, I didn't know that was illegal, George.   *... however I did say that I would talk about myfeelings about the Music Industry as a whole, and itgoes a little something like this...  HIT IT.Alright.  Universal Music Group dropping prices on CDs. As many have mentioned before, it's about fucking</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/106330013855003814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=106330013855003814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106330013855003814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106330013855003814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/09/leave-it-to-pitchforkmedia.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-106268243799909297</id><published>2003-09-04T09:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-04T09:35:04.870-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's about fucking time...This could not wait:small portion of music industry finally removes head from assMy thoughts to follow... I'm at work and cannot expound at this juncture.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/106268243799909297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=106268243799909297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106268243799909297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106268243799909297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/09/its-about-fucking-time.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-106220398741819885</id><published>2003-08-29T20:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-30T21:13:41.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ooh, ohh... that's what i wanted to do!okay, a little game/contest for y'allThe other day, in the shower, I started singing and it went a little something like this:Oh yes, it's ladies night, and it feels alright,  Oh yes, it's ladies night,  Oh, what a night,  Late December back in '63,  Now it was January 1963, When Johnny came home with a gift for me, He said I bought it for you because </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/106220398741819885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=106220398741819885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106220398741819885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106220398741819885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/08/ooh-ohh.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-106220286074266793</id><published>2003-08-29T20:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T20:21:00.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Problems:* No Respect.     I am a well versed, highly experienced radio disc jockey.  No one except for Josh Franta and Josh Upson seem to recognize     that.  Am I really surprised that I probably won't have a show on WIDR this semester?  No.  Disappointed?  Quite.     Still wish that I was a student at Western so I could leave my mark.       Still dread the thought of being a student at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/106220286074266793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=106220286074266793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106220286074266793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106220286074266793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/08/problems-no-respect.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-106181855382817629</id><published>2003-08-25T09:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T09:38:41.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, some of you may have already found them... while others you may have looked on the 22nd, found nothing, and haven't been back since...needless to say...THE PICTURES ARE NOW UP!!!www.photocolleen.comNo, I'm afraid we aren't under the featured wedding...  damn.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/106181855382817629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=106181855382817629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106181855382817629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106181855382817629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/08/so-some-of-you-may-have-already-found.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-106113216955825581</id><published>2003-08-17T10:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-17T10:58:02.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, I've been challenged to update my weblog a little more frequently...My wife has made the challenge... and so... I will meet it.So far, married life has not been all that much different than what life was like before we got married.  I didn't have any delusions of grandeur or horror that things would change.  (I think people who get into marriage because they think their lives will be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/106113216955825581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=106113216955825581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106113216955825581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/106113216955825581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/08/so-ive-been-challenged-to-update-my.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-92821255</id><published>2003-04-18T01:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-18T01:44:21.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's one of those nights that I have every so often (actually twice this week) where I cannot get my brain to shut down and let me sleep.  Of course I have a million and a half things to do tomorrow, and a million other things on the back burner that need my attention so I should get be getting some sleep.  But I can't.In my head :(and not necessarily in this order) I'm writing the e-mail </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/92821255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=92821255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/92821255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/92821255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/04/its-one-of-those-nights-that-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-91683180</id><published>2003-03-30T22:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-30T22:32:12.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tonight was my first night on my actual shift at Bronson--2:45-11:15.  I had orientation during the day on Monday and Tuesday.  It was rather boring.  I finished the week out on first shift, which was from 8:00-4:30pm.  I really didn't have to answer the phone for tech calls because we're just back up for the Help Desk during that time.  However tonight, the fun began.  Honestly it was fun too.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/91683180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=91683180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/91683180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/91683180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/03/tonight-was-my-first-night-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-91309344</id><published>2003-03-24T18:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-24T18:41:14.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I thought this was America... free speech for everyone, right?WRONG.Setting:  The Academy Awards.Steve Martin can make sexist and slightly homo-phobic/erotic remarks and jokes... no one bats an eye.  He's a the host, and a comedian so, he's allowed to take things to levels that some would find to be in bad taste.  (I certainly did.  Most of his banter was pathetic.)The guys who won for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/91309344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=91309344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/91309344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/91309344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/03/i-thought-this-was-america.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-91059024</id><published>2003-03-20T09:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-20T09:25:06.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So far, this week has been a big waste.  I've not really done anything of worth except for going to get my shots at Bronson."Getting my shots" makes me sound like a household pet, and honestly that's how I've been acting this week.  Lying about.  Barking at the neighbors.  Listening to music.  Reading.  Watching television.  Thinking about the impending, and now active war.One thing, and one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/91059024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=91059024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/91059024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/91059024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/03/so-far-this-week-has-been-big-waste.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-90662841</id><published>2003-03-13T14:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-13T14:38:31.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am not a patient boy.Sure, I'm good at killing time, but this waiting to hear from new job is killing me.Whatever.My last day at the News Agency is Sunday.Miss it?  Hardly.  You all know.I wrote this gigantic post on all of my hatred for customers, but I didn't post it...It was pretty funny.  Maybe I should reconstruct it.I've let some of my favorite customers know that I'm leaving.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/90662841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=90662841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/90662841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/90662841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/03/i-am-not-patient-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-90118833</id><published>2003-03-04T11:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-04T11:34:50.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was supposed to find out whether I got the job yesterday, but I didn't receive a phone call so I had prepared myself for the worst.  Erin told me that I shouldn't worry about it and that I would probably get a call today... either way.  What made me think that I didn't get the job was how implicitly clear my interviewer had made that they would call on Monday.  So, I figured my phone call would</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/90118833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=90118833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/90118833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/90118833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/03/i-was-supposed-to-find-out-whether-i.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-89876953</id><published>2003-02-27T21:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-27T21:56:07.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My thoughts lie firmly entrenched in the fact that this was obviously coming. I, like many, had heard the rumors quite a while ago. There was a little worry and then, it just kind of blew over, however The Space collective had plenty of “warning” that Renal Care was out for their building. Whether or not they were out to make money or whether they were out to build/strengthen a community/scene </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/89876953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=89876953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/89876953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/89876953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/02/my-thoughts-lie-firmly-entrenched-in.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-89444429</id><published>2003-02-20T13:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-20T13:00:30.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was such a wonderful day.Although I didn't get up as early as I would have liked to, it was still wonderful due to the fact that the sun was shining brightly. Allison and I went for a lengthy drive around Southwest Michigan.  Nothing of real excitement to report, but it was fun nevertheless.We played an uproarious game of "which would you rather..."The questions ranged from  pretty</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/89444429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=89444429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/89444429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/89444429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/02/yesterday-was-such-wonderful-day.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-87231843</id><published>2003-01-10T14:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-10T22:51:27.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shitlist :1.  Under extreme protest from me, I watched my boss transact a "return" of a book that I know was picked up from off the shelf and not, as stated by lowlife thief, a "gift" that he "already read."I watched the guy from the moment he entered the store.  He didn't have a book with him when he came in.  He didn't have anything that he could have been carrying the book in.  Not even his</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/87231843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=87231843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/87231843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/87231843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2003/01/shitlist-1.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-85381456</id><published>2002-12-02T11:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-02T11:13:25.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I'm at WIDR doing my radio show.  Of late, I've been really bored with filling up three hours of broadcasting so, I've been playing really long songs.I don't think people like it when I play long songs.  I don't care.  It gets them to call and make requests...which, they never seem to do when I ask...I think a lot of people ride the fader on the long songs and find a way out when </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/85381456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=85381456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/85381456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/85381456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2002/12/right-now-im-at-widr-doing-my-radio.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-84772479</id><published>2002-11-19T13:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-19T13:33:04.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had three seperate or three sizable pieces of the same dream that I could easily remember this morning.  These all had to do with my marriage :  Part One:  I'm riding in a car with my friends from high school.  We are driving down W. Michigan Ave. in Kalamazoo.  Passengers include myself, Sarah Avril, Tara Rossi, and Alex McDonough.  We were celebrating by going out to dinner.  The funny </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/84772479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=84772479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/84772479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/84772479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2002/11/i-had-three-seperate-or-three-sizable.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-84605789</id><published>2002-11-15T22:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-20T22:38:06.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's funny to me how Simon apologized on his weblog about bitching about work.  For me, if I can't bitch about work... I am not living!!Honestly, I hope that it isn't always this way.Today at work was pretty mundane.  Actually it was a pretty easy and hassle free day.My boss was pretty chill, customers weren't as annoying as usual, (even though the usual suspects were abound), and there was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/84605789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=84605789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/84605789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/84605789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2002/11/its-funny-to-me-how-simon-apologized.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-84579473</id><published>2002-11-15T10:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-15T10:28:47.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Which VW Are You?by Auto Glass America</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/84579473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=84579473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/84579473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/84579473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2002/11/which-vw-are-you-by-auto-glass-america.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-84155461</id><published>2002-11-06T23:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-06T23:55:56.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's been exactly one week since i last posted... and in that time i've buried a friend and feel that i've probably alienated quite a few that are still living.thanks to those of you who *have* been understanding and supportive.  i appreciate it.  especially the ones that just let me be.but, the long and short of it is:  the hermit in me leads me to not do things.  to not explain my no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/84155461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=84155461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/84155461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/84155461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2002/11/its-been-exactly-one-week-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-83808919</id><published>2002-10-31T00:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-31T00:12:48.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so, ive always considered myself lucky when it comes to not "losing" someone that's near and dear to you  and yet, i feel SO broken up about someone i barely knew. i know that i'm not the person to make the difference in his life.   i know that i had nothing to do with his losses in his life, his inability to express what was true and real about his life.  yet. i somehow feel guilty because i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/83808919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=83808919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/83808919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/83808919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2002/10/so-ive-always-considered-myself-lucky.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-83218280</id><published>2002-10-19T13:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-19T13:16:27.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, I've been quite lazy the past couple of days.  After getting out some applications to a couple of different places for some part-time/change of scenery...I said to myself, "you deserve a break today" so, I've done nothing but watch movies.  Here's quick thought reviews:Another State of Mind:  Tour Documentary about Youth Brigade and Social Distortion.  Pretty bland.  A lot of people </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/83218280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=83218280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/83218280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/83218280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2002/10/so-ive-been-quite-lazy-past-couple-of.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-82986229</id><published>2002-10-14T19:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-14T19:30:10.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We haven't even begun a war and yet, we already have plans for what to do with Iraq once we've displaced Sadam Hussein.  (cocky bastards, aren't we?)We have a plan worked out for postwar occupation similar to the model that was used in Japan after WW2.  It would begin with an American military commander led government--most likely General Tommy Franks who is the Commander of U.S. Forces in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/82986229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=82986229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/82986229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/82986229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2002/10/we-havent-even-begun-war-and-yet-we.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-82902866</id><published>2002-10-12T21:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-12T21:12:17.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I've totally been called out on my inability to update my blog.(Sorry, Will.)  I've been in a really weird mood of late.  Just last week I was *so* torn up about my job and how unhappy I am.  Now, it's as if I was never in a depressed state about anything.  I dunno. . . maybe it was the cathartic crying session that I had the other day in which I spent several hours blubbering?  For </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/82902866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=82902866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/82902866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/82902866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2002/10/so-ive-totally-been-called-out-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</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-3784590.post-82476774</id><published>2002-10-03T14:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-03T14:17:22.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I really don't want to have to work today.  Strike that.  I really don't want to have to work at my current job.  Yeah, that about sums it up.  I've just about had it with the News Agency.  The 'usual' customers bug me, my boss bugs me, the place bugs me.  I could go into specific detail, but why get myself worked up before I even get there.   I'll have six and a half hours to do that when I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/feeds/82476774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784590&amp;postID=82476774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/82476774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784590/posts/default/82476774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsmakealist.blogspot.com/2002/10/i-really-dont-want-to-have-to-work.html' title=''/><author><name>e_prime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602040472474405386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
