tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105368262009-02-22T12:56:01.133-07:00Blogdor the BloginatorBetter than many of the other blogs you may have seen<br>or heard about or even written.Blogdor the Fiercesomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09426254751460568401noreply@blogger.comBlogger244125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10536826.post-14575102239036059792007-09-17T13:29:00.000-07:002007-09-17T13:34:03.454-07:00Looking for a new home in utah?Woodside Homes has great new homes in Utah. Salt Lake City homes and all around the valley. Check out the Woodside Homes "new homes in Utah" link online:<br /><a href="http://www.woodside-homes.com/UTpage2.asp?State=UT"><br />Woodside Homes - New Homes Utah</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10536826-1457510223903605979?l=blogdor.jharding.com%2Findex.html'/></div>Blogdor the Fiercesomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09426254751460568401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10536826.post-1161300273748734222006-10-20T16:13:00.000-07:002006-10-19T16:24:33.750-07:00The Killers - Sam's Town mp3s<p>I just got the Killers new CD Sam's Town.</p><p>Gotta say I love it. Good job Nephi, UT boy. Favorite song is track 10. This River Runs Wild.</p><p>Also, just wanted to let you know that <a href="http://www.tornadostream.com/">myBlogTunes.com</a> has Sam's Town by the Killers FREE on mp3. You can add them to your myspace page or blog for FREE. Check it out!</p><p><a href="http://www.tornadostream.com">www.tornadostream.com</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10536826-116130027374873422?l=blogdor.jharding.com%2Findex.html'/></div>Blogdor the Fiercesomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09426254751460568401noreply@blogger.com44tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10536826.post-1161299541083493032006-10-19T16:05:00.000-07:002006-10-19T16:12:21.150-07:00How to add music to myspace<p>Want to know how to <a href="http://www.tornadostream.com/">add music to myspace</a>?</p><p>myBlogTunes is a cool way to <a href="http://www.tornadostream.com/">add music to myspace</a>. It's VERY easy, they have a good selection of music to choose from, all for the low price of FREE.</p><p>Check them out:</p><p><a href="http://www.myblogtunes.com">www.myblogtunes.com</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10536826-116129954108349303?l=blogdor.jharding.com%2Findex.html'/></div>Blogdor the Fiercesomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09426254751460568401noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10536826.post-1155755708462957112006-08-16T12:10:00.000-07:002006-08-16T12:15:08.536-07:00Instant Messaging Shenanigans<p>Instant Messagers- have you ever spoken aloud some of the chatting acronyms you often use? Many times after hearing a joke or something funny I have come VERY close to replying "LOL!"</p><p>Once I accidentally finished a voice mail by saying the exact same text I use for my email signature - first and last name and all.</p><p>TTFN</p><p><br/></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10536826-115575570846295711?l=blogdor.jharding.com%2Findex.html'/></div>Blogdor the Fiercesomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09426254751460568401noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10536826.post-1155664587868185812006-08-15T10:51:00.000-07:002006-08-15T10:56:27.886-07:00Sneaky Old Man<p>I can't wait until I'm old enough that I can break the rules and no one will care cause they'll just figure I'm senile.</p><p>Last night while placing an order for a couple of tasty shakes at the Arctic Circle drive-thru, an old man in a Lincoln pulled right in front of us and headed up to the window.</p><p>Now we had waited at least 10 minutes to order so I was curious as to what this guy thought he was doing. I figured he was looking for an exit.</p><p>Nope- as I rounded the corner and headed up to the window, I saw him holding out money for the cashier. He then was given a large tasty shake, and he sped off.</p><p>When I arrived at the window, I asked the cashier if the guy in the Lincoln had just cut in front of all of us. "Yeah- he was like 80 so I didn't want to tell him no."</p><p>Good job old man- in about 50 years I'll be joining you as the guy who can fart in public, shoplift, make crewd jokes and cut in line with out getting in trouble.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10536826-115566458786818581?l=blogdor.jharding.com%2Findex.html'/></div>Blogdor the Fiercesomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09426254751460568401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10536826.post-1155661013892332252006-08-14T09:51:00.000-07:002006-08-15T10:46:57.783-07:00The Wave<p>You know, I remember a time when if you were a courteous driver and let someone get into your lane in front of you, you'd get "the wave".</p><p>You know what I'm talking about. That little wave. The driver would raise his right arm up and just wave his hand back and forth once as a way of saying "Thanks".</p><p>Folks those days are over. I am still an avid waver, and also an avid letter-go-in-front-of-me-er I've noticed that the last 10 or 15 people who I've let into my lane HAVE NOT waved.</p><p>What is happening to society if we can no longer even thank a courteous driver for letting us into traffic? Are we just expected to be courteous? Are the perpetrators thinking, "I don't need to thank him because it is his duty to be a courteous driver"???</p><p>I do actually agree with that theory. We should just be expected to be courteous drivers at all times- however anyone who has driven on the freeway knows that the opposite is true. There still exists the way of thought that by letting someone in in front of you, you are admitting that they are superior to you. "How dare that person come up the on ramp and try to get on the freeway?"</p><p>Don't let the wave die. If it does the world will never be the same. Next thing you know- people will be selling drugs to puppies.<br/><br/></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10536826-115566101389233225?l=blogdor.jharding.com%2Findex.html'/></div>Blogdor the Fiercesomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09426254751460568401noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10536826.post-1154452859707952952006-08-01T10:16:00.000-07:002006-08-01T10:20:59.890-07:00Don't<p>In Utah you can't say, "we have locations on 21st south and 400th south." You have to be consistent. It's either 2100 south and 400 south or 21st south and 4th south.</p><p>DON'T</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10536826-115445285970795295?l=blogdor.jharding.com%2Findex.html'/></div>Blogdor the Fiercesomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09426254751460568401noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10536826.post-1153932061581767502006-07-26T09:36:00.000-07:002006-07-26T09:41:01.583-07:00Little Brats<p>The other day, my wife took the kids to the downtown library. As they walked in, <a href="http://www.wlprice.com/scooter_265le.jpg" target="_blank">a shiny Rascal</a> sat plugged in by the wall.</p><p>Deegan, my 2 year old immediately ran over to check it out. His 2 older siblings ran over to stop him from touching it (and probably check it out themselves).</p><p>Not a moment had passed before a grumpy old man hobbled over screaming, "DON'T TOUCH! STAY AWAY!!!"</p><p>He then walked right up to my wife and yelled, "Keep your little brats away from my bike!!!"</p><p>As he walked away, Deegan looked at my wife with a puzzled look on his face and asked, "Bike?"</p><p><br/></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10536826-115393206158176750?l=blogdor.jharding.com%2Findex.html'/></div>Blogdor the Fiercesomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09426254751460568401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10536826.post-1153930974931145192006-07-25T08:42:00.000-07:002006-07-26T09:23:08.090-07:00Pioneer Day<p>So here in Utah we celebrate Pioneer Day, or the day the Mormon Pioneers first came into the Salt Lake Valley. It's basically a carbon copy of the 4th of July, fireworks and all. So all those sparklers you didn't get to use on the 4th, can be burned up on the 24th.</p><p>Pretty Fun.</p><p>We bought the usual assortment of fountains, smoke bombs, snakes, and other kiddie fireworks (Utah law prohibits any projectile fireworks). My father-in-law showed up with a giant brick of a firework that looked like 15 fountains glued together with 1 fuse. Though the description screamed otherwise, he swore it was legal. We saved it for the grand finale, and at approximately 9:35 pm, it was lit.</p><p>The next thing we knew, there was a full on professional firework show going on right above our heads. All the neighborhood children oooo'd and ahhhh'd... until the 4th firework shot off.</p><p>For some reason the 4th firework shot horizontally and headed straight at us! Everyone screamed.</p><p>The fifth shot across the screen and slammed into our neighbors screen door, then burst into flames on their porch.</p><p>The sixth shot down the street at about 90 mph.</p><p>Luckily the rest shot back up into the air and we were kind of able to enjoy them (while checking to make sure no one had been hit).</p><p>Turns out this "legal" firework was purchased on a Native American reservation between Mesquite and Las Vegas Nevada.</p><p>Legal there must different than legal here. Sure made for an exciting night though.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10536826-115393097493114519?l=blogdor.jharding.com%2Findex.html'/></div>Blogdor the Fiercesomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09426254751460568401noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10536826.post-1161299911833160452006-07-19T16:09:00.000-07:002006-10-19T16:18:31.840-07:00Podcast Player<p>Found a great <a href="http://www.tornadostream.com/">Podcast Player</a> that lets you add <a href="http://www.tornadostream.com/">podcasts</a> to your web site. They also have a library of music that you can create your own online radio stations with. Pretty cool. All Free.</p><p><a href="http://www.tornadostream.com">www.tornadostream.com</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10536826-116129991183316045?l=blogdor.jharding.com%2Findex.html'/></div>Blogdor the Fiercesomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09426254751460568401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10536826.post-1153256543001322792006-07-18T13:58:00.000-07:002006-07-18T14:02:23.173-07:00I'm Feeling Lucky<p>Does anyone really use the <a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;q=&amp;btnI=I%27m+Feeling+Lucky" target="_blank">"I'm Feeling Lucky"</a> button on Google?</p><p>The only time you use it is if you are explaining Google to a newbie, you always say "and then if you click 'I'm feeling lucky' it takes you right to the first result instead of showing you the list of results." That conversation is about the extent of the button's usage. Plus - are there any Google newbies anymore? Not really. Therefore no one is using that button... not even just to talk about.</p><p>Google would be SO MUCH BETTER without that button.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10536826-115325654300132279?l=blogdor.jharding.com%2Findex.html'/></div>Blogdor the Fiercesomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09426254751460568401noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10536826.post-1151985752254006052006-07-03T20:58:00.000-07:002006-07-03T21:02:32.263-07:00Funniest story ever<p>So the other day my 4-year-old son Kyle was singing as he played with his pirate action figures. My wife peaked her head in and realized he was singing the opening to "The Hello Song" which is a children's church song.</p><p>You may recognze it. It's the one that goes, "Hello Hello Hello Hello we welcome you today". If you don't know it and want to hear it <a href="http://www.lds.org/churchmusic/detailmusicPlayer/index.html?searchlanguage=1&amp;searchcollection=2&amp;searchseqstart=260&amp;searchsubseqstart=%20&amp;searchseqend=260&amp;searchsubseqend=ZZZ" target="_blank">you can listen here.</a></p><p>So as I was saying, my wife hears Kyle singing the first part of the song and thinks, "awwww, Kyle is singing church songs." She peakes her head in to hear the rest and this is what she hears:</p><p>"Hello Hello Hello Hello, this is my EVIL BATTLE."</p><p>"What did you say Kyle?"</p><p>"Battle mom. This is my Evil Battle."</p><p>Classic Kyle-ism.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10536826-115198575225400605?l=blogdor.jharding.com%2Findex.html'/></div>Blogdor the Fiercesomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09426254751460568401noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10536826.post-1151985200474880712006-07-03T20:49:00.000-07:002006-07-03T20:53:20.483-07:00Potty comedy we may have missed<p>How did we never notice how hilarious Karate Kid is?</p><p>"Wax on. Wax off" uh... blatant potty humor there folks.</p><p>Also a web design teacher reported that upon asking his students how many of them knew HTML one of them asked if it stood for "How To Make Love..."</p><p><br/></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10536826-115198520047488071?l=blogdor.jharding.com%2Findex.html'/></div>Blogdor the Fiercesomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09426254751460568401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10536826.post-1151984966561390382006-07-03T20:45:00.000-07:002006-07-03T20:49:26.633-07:00Am I still alive?<p>Yes. However lately all my creative juice has been going into a couple of side projects I've been working on. Namely <a href="http://www.tornadostream.com/" target="_blank">myBlogTunes</a>.</p><p>Thanks for checking it out and adding it to your blog :-)</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10536826-115198496656139038?l=blogdor.jharding.com%2Findex.html'/></div>Blogdor the Fiercesomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09426254751460568401noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10536826.post-1148662419286599152006-05-26T09:53:00.000-07:002006-05-26T09:53:39.396-07:00Freegans<p>I had heard the term "Freegan" but didn't know it was such a large movement. Pretty interesting stuff here folks. For those clueless readers a freegan is someone who attempts to live entirely off the waste of others. They get their clothes, food, etc from dumpsters, live in cars, and don't have jobs.</p><p>It's a pretty powerful statement, but the name Freegan is misleading since they are not all vegans. I've come up with a few names they could use instead that are more true to the movement:</p><ul><li><p>Pearasites</p></li><li><p>Salmonella Fellas</p></li><li><p>Plumpsters</p></li><li><p>Freeks</p></li><li><p>Grabage</p></li><li><p>Wastenauts</p></li><li><p>Dinerrhea</p></li><li><p>Trashed Potatoes</p></li><li><p>McDoneald's</p></li><li><p>And last but not least... Homeless</p></li></ul><p><a href="http://today.reuters.com/news/newsarticle.aspx?type=oddlyEnoughNews&amp;storyid=2006-05-26T143622Z_01_L23490302_RTRUKOC_0_US-BRITAIN-FREEGANS.xml&amp;src=rss" target="_blank">More about Freegans &gt;&gt;</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10536826-114866241928659915?l=blogdor.jharding.com%2Findex.html'/></div>Blogdor the Fiercesomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09426254751460568401noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10536826.post-1148419016418183312006-05-23T14:17:00.000-07:002006-05-23T14:16:56.630-07:00Welcome to 1709 - The Phantom Time Hypothesis<p>Yeah that's right. Ever stop to think that maybe this isn't the year 2006? <a href="http://www.damninteresting.com/?p=164" target="_blank">Dr. Hans-Ulrich Niemitz</a> did. When you've got some <em>time</em> read this article. Pretty interesting.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10536826-114841901641818331?l=blogdor.jharding.com%2Findex.html'/></div>Blogdor the Fiercesomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09426254751460568401noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10536826.post-1148084873179468662006-05-19T17:25:00.000-07:002006-05-19T17:27:53.246-07:00Bank Drive-thrus<p>I helped you out a few weeks ago with my <a href="http://blogdor.jharding.com/2006/04/home-depot-where-do-you-park.html">Home Depot Personality Quiz</a>. Now here's more advice on one the monotonous daily tasks we all have to undertake.</p><p>Have you ever been overwhelmed as you approach the bank drive-thru? All those lanes to choose from, and if you are like me, you always seem to pick the slowest lane.</p><p>Until Now!</p><p>I have devised a simple method for picking the fastest lane at the drive-thru. This method is easy to do and has been tested with a 95% success rate. And here it is:</p><p>As you pull up to the lanes (assuming the lines are all the same length), take a glance at all the cars directly in front of you. Think to yourself, if you could have any of these cars at no cost, which would you choose? Then pull behind that car. It seems so simple. Yet it works time after time.</p><p>I have a theory as to why it works, but it's kind of degrading and will have to be the subject of another blog. For now- try it out. Good luck to you!</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10536826-114808487317946866?l=blogdor.jharding.com%2Findex.html'/></div>Blogdor the Fiercesomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09426254751460568401noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10536826.post-1147882818486054872006-05-17T09:20:00.000-07:002006-05-17T09:21:51.006-07:00Rock it up<p>The other day my 5 year old daughter Shelly was singing a song as we drove to my wife's parents' house. Rolf, my 3 year old son gets very annoyed when people sing in the car, and this day was no exception. Suddenly he yelled out, "Shelly! Rock it!" "What does that mean Rolf?" my wife asked." It means shut up but it isn't a potty word." he replied. Then he yelled, "Rock it up Shelly! Just Rock it."</p><p>I've got a feeling he is going to be a sneaky lad as he gets older...</p><p><br/></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10536826-114788281848605487?l=blogdor.jharding.com%2Findex.html'/></div>Blogdor the Fiercesomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09426254751460568401noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10536826.post-1147821324165819742006-05-16T16:15:00.000-07:002006-05-16T16:15:24.256-07:00Mow Mow Mow the lawn<p>In the neighborhood where I grew up there was this cool handicapped guy named Kenny. He was a lawn mowing fanatic and could often be heard muttering to himself, "gotta mow mow mow the lawn. gotta get the front side. got gotta get the backside. Get the parking".</p><p>Kenny had a small rusty push mower and was often seen out in his front yard mow mow mowing the lawn. You know- getting the front side. Getting the back side. Getting the parking.</p><p>But one day Kenny was no where to be found.You can imagine how worried his mom and dad were as they checked all over the neighborhood for him.</p><p>Then- someone noticed a clue.</p><p>One line of cut lawn going across all the yards all the way up the street.</p><p>After following the trail for nearly 5 miles, Kenny was located. He had worked his way up to the University of Utah.</p><p>My guess is he was headed for the stadium. That is some primo mow mow mow the lawn grass.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10536826-114782132416581974?l=blogdor.jharding.com%2Findex.html'/></div>Blogdor the Fiercesomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09426254751460568401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10536826.post-1147449135496141502006-05-12T08:52:00.000-07:002006-05-12T09:25:46.176-07:00Radio Tornadostream Beta Test<p>If any of you have coveted the myblogtunes player that I have on my site, we are now offering a beta program. It's free. And cool. Check it out:</p><p><a href="http://www.tornadostream.com/" target="_blank">myBlogTunes online radio</a></p><p>If you have any questions let me know. Also- for more details check out <a href="http://www.smithmediafusion.com/blog/?m=20060512" target="_blank">dmode's blog</a>.<a href="http://www.myblogtunes.com" target="_blank" title="myBlogTunes.com"/></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10536826-114744913549614150?l=blogdor.jharding.com%2Findex.html'/></div>Blogdor the Fiercesomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09426254751460568401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10536826.post-1147292585465583382006-05-10T13:23:00.000-07:002006-05-10T13:23:05.623-07:00Fluorescent Lights<p>Who came up with fluorescent lights? What conversation went on in the creation of these lights?</p><p>Designer 1: "We need a light that shows blemishes and faults in anything that is under it."</p><p>Designer 2: "It should make the fittest, tannest person look pasty and fat"</p><p>Designer 1: "And should give you a headache if you are under it for to long."</p><p>Manager: "Also- what if it had a very awkward shaped and sized bulb?"</p><p>Designer 1: "Yeah yeah! Let's make it two bulbs, and to put them into the light socket you have fit two tiny pins into a slot and twist it just right."</p><p>Designer 2: "Could we give it a slight hum? Quiet enough that you don't notice it but just loud enough to be annoying."</p><p>Manager: "Well I think we have a winning idea here gentlemen. The only thing that could make this light better would be if it could explode on the slightest contact and shoot glass shards and strange toxic powder everywhere."</p><p>Designers 1 and 2: "Done and done!"</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10536826-114729258546558338?l=blogdor.jharding.com%2Findex.html'/></div>Blogdor the Fiercesomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09426254751460568401noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10536826.post-1147130163338654452006-05-08T16:16:00.000-07:002006-05-08T16:16:03.430-07:00I had to say it<p>When I was a lad of maybe 7 years of age, I went to the Shop'N'Go with my mother. Yes the same Shop'N'Go that would accuse me of <a href="http://blogdor.jharding.com/2006/04/shoplifting.html" target="_blank">being a thief years later</a>.</p><p>I stayed out in the car while my mom went in. Suddenly I saw the fattest person I had ever seen walk up the street and sit at the bus stop near the store. I can still see this person in my head. I could not tell if it was a man or a woman since there were no distinguishable body features. The person had short black hair and glasses and was wearing a "mailman denim" blue sweatsuit, and a dark blue parka.</p><p>As a 7-year-old I was stunned by the sheer girth of this individual. My young mind did not know how to comprehend this new puzzle. Then I felt my mouth start to speak. I tried to stop it but there was no way to control it. I HAD to say "that person is SO fat." And it had to be out loud. Thinking it to myself would not suffice. It was an involuntary spasm of the tongue. I had no choice but to comply.</p><p>Luckily I had the sense to duck out of view so that the person could not read my lips. I bent over and said aloud, "That person is SO fat!".</p><p>Then I slowly peaked back up and out the window.</p><p>To my horror, the person was staring right at me. Smiling. I did not know what to do. Next the person pointed at itself and shook his/her head. Then pointed at me and nodded.</p><p>To this day I have no idea what the person was doing, or what s/he though I was doing bending over in the car and peaking back up. In my head at the time I thought s/he was saying "I'm not fat, you are".</p><p>I guess it's always a possibility that the window was open.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10536826-114713016333865445?l=blogdor.jharding.com%2Findex.html'/></div>Blogdor the Fiercesomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09426254751460568401noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10536826.post-1146772074715181672006-05-04T12:48:00.000-07:002006-05-04T12:47:54.873-07:00Song of the Week (SOTW) - "Artistic License" by The Starting Line<p>This is a new idea my pal <a href="http://www.dmodeblog.com/" target="_blank">Dmode</a> had. Every week I'm going to feature a song using the new Radio Tornadostream myblogtunes player. If you are interested in using myblogtunes on your own blog, <a href="http://www.tornadostream.com/" target="_blank">visit their web site.</a> They are starting up a beta program soon.</p><p>This week's SOTW is "Artistic License" by The Starting Line. This comes from the CD "Based on a True Story". This is a CD that I got a while back, but that turned me off for some reason. There were a few slow cheesy songs, etc. So I picked it up the other day and decided to give it another try. Great CD. To take a listen, choose "SOTW" from the "select a station" drop down on the myblogtunes player (in the left hand column).</p><p>Cheers!</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10536826-114677207471518167?l=blogdor.jharding.com%2Findex.html'/></div>Blogdor the Fiercesomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09426254751460568401noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10536826.post-1146679482052978632006-05-03T11:05:00.000-07:002006-05-03T11:56:05.650-07:00Visiting Cottonwood Idaho?<p><span style="font-family:arial;">I'm sure your trip will already be filled with excitement, adventure and fun. And now, thanks to Blogdor you can also </span><a href="http://www.dogbarkparkinn.com/index.htm" target="_blank"><span style="font-family:arial;">stay in a two story beagle!</span></a></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;">The Dog Bark Park Inn is your chance to fulfill the dream you've always had of living inside a giant animal. Just follow the stairs up the backside and into a hole new experience in travel accomodations!</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img alt="" src="http://www.dogbarkparkinn.com/images/dennis_frances_02.jpg" /></span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;">Dennis and Frances Sullivan, 2 professional chainsaw artists, had their big break when their chainsawed dogs were sold on QVC. "We did nothing but carve wooden dogs for 18 months". They then very wisely put ALL the money they had earned into building the </span><a href="http://www.dogbarkparkinn.com/index.htm" target="_blank"><span style="font-family:arial;">Dog Bark Park Inn</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;">. Very logical choice, and one that has proven to be fruitful I am sure.</span></p><p><a href="http://www.dogbarkparkinn.com/purchaseart.htm" target="_blank"><span style="font-family:arial;">You can also check out their artwork here.</span></a><a href="http://www.dogbarkparkinn.com/contact.htm" target="_blank"></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;">Make your reservations today!</span></p><p><br /></p><br /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10536826-114667948205297863?l=blogdor.jharding.com%2Findex.html'/></div>Blogdor the Fiercesomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09426254751460568401noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10536826.post-1146507996275265962006-05-01T11:27:00.000-07:002006-05-01T11:26:36.353-07:00May Redbox Codes<p>Here they are folks. The redbox codes for May:</p><p>May 1 thru 4: LAST</p><p>May 7 thru 11: BIG</p><p>May 14 thru 18: CALL</p><p>May 21 thru 25: CHEAP</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10536826-114650799627526596?l=blogdor.jharding.com%2Findex.html'/></div>Blogdor the Fiercesomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09426254751460568401noreply@blogger.com7