<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696293874976423077</id><updated>2009-11-18T10:54:35.725-05:00</updated><title type='text'>IdleOne's Spot</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>IdleOne's Spot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04301788429024018497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696293874976423077.post-9099642264132950730</id><published>2009-09-19T19:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T20:01:59.547-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Odds-Ends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Bad mood, something funny!</title><content type='html'>So I got into an argument with my father earlier this evening and arguments with my father never end well. I started Stumbling and happen upon this audio clip of without a doubt the most stupid person on the planet. Click the play button and enjoy :) ( takes about 9 seconds to start )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; margin: 10px auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.entertonement.com/embed/OpenEntPlayer.swf" id="1_7a84caee_a580_11de_be8b_0015c5f4d4ea" name="1_7a84caee_a580_11de_be8b_0015c5f4d4ea" flashvars="auto_play=false&amp;clip_pid=jqyvfdfwny&amp;e=&amp;id=1_7a84caee_a580_11de_be8b_0015c5f4d4ea&amp;skin_pid=wfxswdnlkf" width="300" height="30" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.entertonement.com/clips/jqyvfdfwny--Brilliant-Woman-Solves-All-Of-California's-Problems" id="1_7a84caee_a580_11de_be8b_0015c5f4d4ea_anchor" style="font-size: 8px; color: black; text-decoration: none; display: block; text-align: center;"&gt;Brilliant Woman Solves All Of California's Problems sound bite &lt;img alt="Brilliant Woman Solves All Of California's Problems sound bite" border="0" height="0" src="http://www.entertonement.com/widgets/img/clip/jqyvfdfwny/1/1_7a84caee_a580_11de_be8b_0015c5f4d4ea/blank.gif" style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px; margin:0; padding:0; float:right" width="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696293874976423077-9099642264132950730?l=idle-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/feeds/9099642264132950730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696293874976423077&amp;postID=9099642264132950730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/9099642264132950730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/9099642264132950730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/2009/09/bad-mood-something-funny.html' title='Bad mood, something funny!'/><author><name>IdleOne's Spot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04301788429024018497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03554593204065926350'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696293874976423077.post-7453280960857679330</id><published>2009-09-08T13:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T14:18:46.488-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PlanetPA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ubuntu'/><title type='text'>The United State of Ubuntu</title><content type='html'>Let me start by saying that this is my personal opinion of the state of the Ubuntu community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is going on with the Ubuntu community? Specifically on irc, the main reason I have been using Ubuntu for the past 4 years is the awesome irc,forum,wiki,launchpad support that has always been available freely and with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have noticed in the past few months since I have been back on irc (took a little break) that there are more and more people in the irc channels especially that seem bent on acting like jerks. Responding to questions with "Google it". Might as well say RTFM! &lt;br /&gt;There has also been a lot of aggressive people,impatient people and users who are down right rude to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit. I am not immune to this behavior. I had to remove myself from #ubuntu earlier this morning because I responded to a user with "F U" after he told me that if I don't know the answer to a question I should not answer. He was partly right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The OPS on IRC do an awesome job but they can't be online 24/7. Seems to me they have to spend more time baby sitting then they do actually supporting users.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to see some sort of "Ubuntu Irc Code of Conduct" that a user has to sign before he/she is granted privileges to speak in the channel. Perhaps a link to the IRC guidelines wiki page with instructions to /msg bot I accept. This should be a one time thing but I believe that forcing a user to read about the proper way to act in a public forum and the proper way to ask a question e.g !enter !patience !attitude and so on would greatly benefit the community and those of us who try to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will always be those users who just have to act like jerks. I guess they feel better when making other people feel bad. To them I say "&lt;a href="http://angryafrican.net/2008/09/03/ubuntu-or-its-like-breathing/"&gt;I am, because you are&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing. Windows, not winblows,windoze,M$ or any other misspelling. Every time a GNU/Linux user misspells it makes you look like a hater. You want people to take you serious and your choice of OS serious then don't talk down to them. You want to convert them? Tell them about all the things they can do with Linux and not all the things they can't do with Windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ubuntu is not the best OS, it is the best OS for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696293874976423077-7453280960857679330?l=idle-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/feeds/7453280960857679330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696293874976423077&amp;postID=7453280960857679330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/7453280960857679330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/7453280960857679330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/2009/09/united-state-of-ubuntu.html' title='The United State of Ubuntu'/><author><name>IdleOne's Spot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04301788429024018497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03554593204065926350'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696293874976423077.post-2592977334315007236</id><published>2009-08-18T10:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T10:08:22.744-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BloGTK2</title><content type='html'>I Just installed BloGTK2 from bzr. I was having issues with BloGTK1.1 and realized I had not been to the main website in a long while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always interesting comments from Jay Reding &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.E. Welcome, traveller, to the world of the BloGTK FAQ! This ancient font of knowledge contains (almost) everything you would want to know about BloGTK, what it does, how to use it, and how to make it work with all sorts of weblog systems. Become a BloGTK expert and be a hit with all the ladies!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Provided that the ladies are wildly fascinated by weblog editors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay! Most ladies are not but we keep on keeping on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are easy to follow instructions on how to install BloGTK2 ( it is still alpha/beta ?? ) at &lt;br /&gt;http://blogtk.jayreading.com/blog/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all features are implemented yet such as tags. You can now post a Title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to see this version develop and grow into a fully featured bloging application.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank for your hard work Jay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696293874976423077-2592977334315007236?l=idle-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/feeds/2592977334315007236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696293874976423077&amp;postID=2592977334315007236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/2592977334315007236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/2592977334315007236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/2009/08/blogtk2.html' title='BloGTK2'/><author><name>IdleOne's Spot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04301788429024018497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03554593204065926350'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696293874976423077.post-9129134751739860032</id><published>2009-08-02T21:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T21:58:39.411-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LUG'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Linux'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ubuntu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Montreal'/><title type='text'>What to say!</title><content type='html'>WOW! What to say? What to say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not posted anything in a very long while but I was just reading a couple post on planet.meetlinux.com and well here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth, I always enjoy reading your posts :)&lt;br /&gt;Zoe's Mom, beautiful babies :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have I been up to? Well honestly not much of anything. I am back in Montreal, Canada. been about 6 months now. ( Any Ubunteros here??? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spent A LOT of time online not doing much of anything but it seems to be wearing me down now. Today I thought to myself maybe I should find a LUG or something and keep myself busy. I haven't been able to find any work and I am starting to get some serious cabin fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About that LUG thing, would be real cool if I could get in touch with Ubuntu group here in Montreal. I know of one person who is in Montreal but I have been out of #ubuntu for a long while now and don't want to seem like a leech and go ask " Hey, will you be my friend? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been using Ubuntu since I came Back to Montreal because for one I am not using "my computer" and also I require the use of a certain application that just does not want to cooperate with me except in Windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have access to an old compaq and been thinking about installing Ubuntu/Xubuntu on it and setting up a web server for personal use. I have had a couple of friends ask me to help them with some small sites that would be for private use/limited number of visitors. So I might give that a go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway if anybody in the Montreal area knows about any fun Ubuntu/Linux events going on. let me know :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696293874976423077-9129134751739860032?l=idle-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/feeds/9129134751739860032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696293874976423077&amp;postID=9129134751739860032&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/9129134751739860032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/9129134751739860032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-to-say.html' title='What to say!'/><author><name>IdleOne's Spot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04301788429024018497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03554593204065926350'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696293874976423077.post-4486952281544161995</id><published>2009-03-21T08:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T09:08:48.312-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>I'm coming home</title><content type='html'>I have been in Montreal, Canada for a month and a half roughly.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I woke up bringht and early after a good nights rest ready to take a 8 hour drive back to my home in Pennsylvania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got to the border Crossing I was asked to pull over and go inside to talk to the Border and Customs Patrol, not an unusual event for me. I was asked 4 million questions,finger printed,picture of me taken. After a couple of hours of being asked the same questions over and over I started to get worried but still had hope of being allowed to go on my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 hours of waiting! haven't had a smoke,not allowed to use the rest room without asking permission and being watched while in the restroom after being given permission. they also let me smoke a cigarette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 hours of waiting! now I am really getting worried, they haven't told me anything. I am getting hungry, my stomach is rumbling. I mention to one of the officer's that I have been there for 5 hours and kinda need to eat something. he tells me soon as they are done I can get something to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask him if I can get a soda from the machine that has been starring at me for the past 5 or so hours. He tells me I am not allowed to leave the building and he cant get it for me. Another officer tells me if I hold on a couple of minutes he will get it for me. I give him the $1.25 and ask him if he wants one also. He tells me no thanks,grabs the change and goes out to get the soda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hour 6. Now they have asked me to go to the office in the back with them. 2 officers ( needless to say they are intimidating ). They start asking me the same questions I have answered for the past 6 hours over and over again but I answer them AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hour 7. By now one of the officers has left the office and returned. He informs me that I will not be allowed entry into the USA today and that I am also being barred from ever entering the country again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF I am married to an American born citizen, my two children are American citizens. I have utility bills in my name, a lease on the house we rent in my name. I work and pay taxes ( IRS sent me my tax refund 2 weeks ago ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is all fucked up. I have managed to fuck up the lives of my children. How can I be a father and not be allowed to see them? there is no custody orders preventing me, I have absolutely no criminal record. I worked 6 days a week for almost 10 years trying to support my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oldest daughter got married yesterday and I was not there. I did not call her or send her an email or anything. Fucking great father I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696293874976423077-4486952281544161995?l=idle-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/feeds/4486952281544161995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696293874976423077&amp;postID=4486952281544161995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/4486952281544161995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/4486952281544161995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-coming-home.html' title='I&apos;m coming home'/><author><name>IdleOne's Spot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04301788429024018497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03554593204065926350'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696293874976423077.post-2959497188967227340</id><published>2009-02-20T15:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T15:09:08.653-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ubuntu'/><title type='text'>My Ubuntu T-shirt</title><content type='html'>I realised that I never posted any pictures of me wearing my Ubuntu gear that I got from the Ubuntu US store. So here it is :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EIjrPrg-kBk/SZ8NrrYbPaI/AAAAAAAAAbk/0XwPceIPXOc/s1600-h/Ubuntu-T+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EIjrPrg-kBk/SZ8NrrYbPaI/AAAAAAAAAbk/0XwPceIPXOc/s320/Ubuntu-T+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304973930096442786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah I need to shave&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696293874976423077-2959497188967227340?l=idle-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/feeds/2959497188967227340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696293874976423077&amp;postID=2959497188967227340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/2959497188967227340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/2959497188967227340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-ubuntu-t-shirt.html' title='My Ubuntu T-shirt'/><author><name>IdleOne's Spot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04301788429024018497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03554593204065926350'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EIjrPrg-kBk/SZ8NrrYbPaI/AAAAAAAAAbk/0XwPceIPXOc/s72-c/Ubuntu-T+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696293874976423077.post-1275729903063423902</id><published>2009-02-17T11:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T11:39:56.242-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PlanetPA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ubuntu'/><title type='text'>We all need to do this!</title><content type='html'>Beginning today I will no longer worry about yesterday. It is in the past and the past will never change. Only I can change by choosing to do so. Beginning today I will no longer worry about tomorrow. Tomorrow will always be there, waiting for me to make the most of it. But I cannot make the most of tomorrow without first making the most of today. Beginning today I will look in the mirror and I will see a person worthy of my respect and admiration. This capable person looking back at me is someone I enjoy spending time with and someone I would like to get to know better. Beginning today I will cherish each moment of my life. I value this gift bestowed upon me in this world and I will unselfishly share this gift with others. I will use this gift to enhance the lives of others. Beginning today I will take a moment to step off the beaten path and to revel in the mysteries I encounter. I will face challenges placed before me with courage and determination. I will overcome what barriers there may be which hinder my quest for growth and self-improvement. Beginning today I will take life one day at a time, one step at a time. Discouragement will not be allowed to taint my positive self-image, my desire to succeed or my capacity to love. Beginning today I walk with renewed faith in human kindness. Regardless of what has gone before, I believe there is hope for a brighter and better future. Beginning today I will open my mind and my heart. I will welcome new experiences. I will meet new people. I will not expect perfection from myself nor anyone else: perfection does not exist in an imperfect world. But I will applaud the attempt to overcome human foibles. Beginning today I am responsible for my own happiness and I will do things that make me happy . . . admire the beautiful wonders of nature, listen to my favorite music, pet a kitten or a puppy, soak in a bubble bath . . . pleasure can be found in the most simple of gestures. Beginning today I will learn something new; I will try something different; I will savor all the various flavors life has to offer. I will change what I can and the rest I will let go. I will strive to become the best me I can possibly be. Beginning today. And every day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696293874976423077-1275729903063423902?l=idle-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/feeds/1275729903063423902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696293874976423077&amp;postID=1275729903063423902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/1275729903063423902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/1275729903063423902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-all-need-to-do-this.html' title='We all need to do this!'/><author><name>IdleOne's Spot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04301788429024018497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03554593204065926350'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696293874976423077.post-1964069045963100171</id><published>2009-01-24T17:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T17:53:08.518-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed emotions</title><content type='html'>What the hell is going on?&lt;p&gt;I am all over the place one second I&amp;#39;m feeling good the next I feel&lt;br&gt;like I&amp;#39;m in another world. Not sure how to get back to a good place in&lt;br&gt;my mind and my heart.&lt;p&gt;These feelings are affecting me physically also. I have lost about&lt;br&gt;15Lbs in the past couple of weeks, I&amp;#39;m not eating, my stomach is all&lt;br&gt;in knots.&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;m angry at my wife for hurting me and I am desperately trying to&lt;br&gt;forgive her but I it is so hard to do when all these emotions keep&lt;br&gt;popping up.  Maybe forgiveness is the wrong word I have already&lt;br&gt;forgiven her, what I want to do now is move on and have these feelings&lt;br&gt;go away.&lt;p&gt;I don&amp;#39;t want to hurt anymore, I don&amp;#39;t want to be angry anymore, I&lt;br&gt;don&amp;#39;t want to doubt her anymore.&lt;p&gt;They say ignorance is bliss, wonder if I would of been better off not&lt;br&gt;ever knowing. Sooner or later I would of found out and it would of&lt;br&gt;hurt just as bad no matter what.&lt;p&gt;Baby if you read this don&amp;#39;t misinterpret my words. I love you with all&lt;br&gt;my heart but like I had told you I need a way to get these things out&lt;br&gt;and right now it seems this is the best way for me.&lt;p&gt;I feel like crap. I&amp;#39;m not taking care of myself. WTF do I need to do?&lt;br&gt;How do I get this fixed? Why is this so hard to deal with?&lt;p&gt;Baby I need you to help me with this I need you to talk to me and&lt;br&gt;listen to me. I need help from you. I don&amp;#39;t think I can do this on my&lt;br&gt;own. Feel I&amp;#39;m losing myself.&lt;p&gt;I want to do to things with my wife. I want to go out, see things,&lt;br&gt;experience new stuff, find new common interests. I want to get to know&lt;br&gt;her again and I want her to get to know me again. I was a fun guy. I&lt;br&gt;used to tell her stories and she used to listen and tell me that she&lt;br&gt;loved my stories.&lt;p&gt;I want to go to the museum with her and take a drive to some small&lt;br&gt;town we have never been to have lunch, go and sit in a park and have a&lt;br&gt;picnic. I want to meet and old couple and listen to they&amp;#39;re stories&lt;br&gt;all day just so we both can learn what it means to be in love again.&lt;p&gt;Do you want these same things? What do you want?&lt;p&gt;I want you to tell me, please. In the end all I want is for us to be&lt;br&gt;happy with each other.&lt;p&gt;I don&amp;#39;t want these mixed emotions anymore.&lt;p&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Sent from my mobile device&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696293874976423077-1964069045963100171?l=idle-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/feeds/1964069045963100171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696293874976423077&amp;postID=1964069045963100171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/1964069045963100171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/1964069045963100171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/2009/01/mixed-emotions.html' title='Mixed emotions'/><author><name>IdleOne's Spot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04301788429024018497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03554593204065926350'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696293874976423077.post-1074330347236061535</id><published>2009-01-23T21:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T21:59:20.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a few days</title><content type='html'>Monday Jan 20, 2009. A new President was inaugurated, it was a good&lt;br&gt;day. This country needs some new vision. I hope he has the wisdom to&lt;br&gt;not screw things up to much.&lt;p&gt;My wife and I also had a very big argument and I ended up leaving the&lt;br&gt;house. I was not sure where I was going, friends house? Back to&lt;br&gt;Canada? that is where I am from or to my in-laws house?&lt;p&gt;By the end of the night I was back home with my family and we had&lt;br&gt;dinner, afterwards my wife and I talked for many hours and we decided&lt;br&gt;to give our marriage a shot at becoming stronger.&lt;p&gt;I have an appointment with a group therapy next week for anger&lt;br&gt;management issues. I&amp;#39;m not sure how that is going to work for me&lt;br&gt;though but I am going to go and see if group therapy is for me. I have&lt;br&gt;the suspicion that individual therapy would probably be better for me.&lt;p&gt;I tend to make promises and not keep them, taking the trash out and&lt;br&gt;other things like that and it upsets my wife because she figures if I&lt;br&gt;am unable to keep a promise like that how will I keep the promise of&lt;br&gt;getting help for myself. It is a lack of motivation when it comes to&lt;br&gt;the trash and helping around the house.&lt;p&gt;I am committed to my well being and that of my family and I AM going&lt;br&gt;to get the help I need.&lt;p&gt;P.S.  Going to take out the trash and help my wife with the chores.&lt;br&gt;Starting now. I promise myself.&lt;p&gt;My wife is going to see a friends band tonight, Think Pink. They are a&lt;br&gt;Pink Floyd tribute band and they mix in a few other favorites. She is&lt;br&gt;going with a girl friend and I believe her.&lt;p&gt;She has promised me that she will not be in contact with that other&lt;br&gt;guy anymore and I was there when she ended it with him. I also spoke&lt;br&gt;to him on the phone and made it clear to him that he is to stay away&lt;br&gt;from my wife. Stuttering chicken shit on the phone he is. I can just&lt;br&gt;imagine the mess in his pants if it had been in person.&lt;p&gt;So now I am at a starting point with my wife and it is up to me to&lt;br&gt;make sure I make good on my promises as long as she keeps hers I know&lt;br&gt;we will get stronger together.&lt;p&gt;I love you sweety with all my heart &amp;lt;3&lt;p&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Sent from my mobile device&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696293874976423077-1074330347236061535?l=idle-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/feeds/1074330347236061535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696293874976423077&amp;postID=1074330347236061535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/1074330347236061535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/1074330347236061535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/2009/01/been-few-days.html' title='Been a few days'/><author><name>IdleOne's Spot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04301788429024018497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03554593204065926350'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696293874976423077.post-6742621219560545099</id><published>2009-01-18T20:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T20:01:53.932-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Convincing</title><content type='html'>Last night I did something really stupid. I went looking for my wife&lt;br&gt;at a bar I thought she was at.&lt;p&gt;I convinced myself on the way there that I wasn&amp;#39;t going looking for a&lt;br&gt;fight, I was going to go in order a beer and then send her and her&lt;br&gt;friend a round of drinks. I use the word friend because I don&amp;#39;t want&lt;br&gt;to say what I am really thinking.&lt;p&gt;What the hell did I expect to happen if I found them there? Did I&lt;br&gt;really believe I was gong to keep my cool?&lt;p&gt;What probably would of happened is I would of seen them and freaked&lt;br&gt;the hell out, then someone would of ended up getting hurt and I&lt;br&gt;probably would be in jail.&lt;p&gt;That is not the worst part, I forgot about my kids. I did not think of&lt;br&gt;how all this would affect them, I end up in jail and my kids suffer. I&lt;br&gt;end up dead and my kids suffer. Probably the most stupid thing I have&lt;br&gt;ever done.&lt;p&gt;To top it off I have probably alienated my wife even more. I hope she&lt;br&gt;knows that all I want is to make her happy and that I love her with&lt;br&gt;all my heart.&lt;p&gt;I know all this crap started because my wife was and still is missing&lt;br&gt;something from our relationship and I want to be the one who gives her&lt;br&gt;what she needs, emotionally, physically and intellectually.&lt;p&gt;I am going to give her the time and space she needs to sort her&lt;br&gt;feelings out. In the mean time I am going to focus on being more&lt;br&gt;attentive to the kids and my wife.&lt;p&gt;I owe it to them and myself.&lt;p&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Sent from my mobile device&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696293874976423077-6742621219560545099?l=idle-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/feeds/6742621219560545099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696293874976423077&amp;postID=6742621219560545099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/6742621219560545099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/6742621219560545099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/2009/01/convincing.html' title='Convincing'/><author><name>IdleOne's Spot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04301788429024018497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03554593204065926350'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696293874976423077.post-9080248217527773627</id><published>2009-01-17T20:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T20:32:58.229-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I forget part four</title><content type='html'>Had a good night last night. Did not do much talking but we spent some&lt;br&gt;quality time together.&lt;p&gt;Shared our days events to each other and then watched some TV. Fell&lt;br&gt;asleep holding each other and it felt nice. Least it did for me but&lt;br&gt;she would not of held on if it didn&amp;#39;t for her also&lt;p&gt;Today is another weird day mentally for me, feeling like I am not all&lt;br&gt;here, can&amp;#39;t seem to shake this.&lt;p&gt;Kids are going to sleep over at the in-laws and I&amp;#39;m not sure what her&lt;br&gt;plans are for tonight, not knowing is bothering me.&lt;p&gt;1:00pm Well I know what the plans are for tonight and they don&amp;#39;t include me.&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;m at work right now and can&amp;#39;t get anything done, only thing on my&lt;br&gt;mind is all this stuff that is going on. Guess it helps knowing that I&lt;br&gt;can put down these thoughts even though I am censoring myself a lot.&lt;p&gt;Not looking for sympathy, I know that everybody who reads the last few&lt;br&gt;posts feels bad and all they can really say is &amp;quot;sorry to hear it&amp;quot;.&lt;p&gt;Believe what I have been feeling for the past couples days is an&lt;br&gt;anxiety attack. I have had them in the past but it has been many years&lt;br&gt;since I felt this. Little disoriented and heavy breathing, feels like&lt;br&gt;the weight of the world on my back and I have been nautious for the&lt;br&gt;past few days also.&lt;p&gt;Feeling very sorry for myself and I think its time I stop. I need to&lt;br&gt;pull myself up and focus on the good things, my kids. Going to start&lt;br&gt;focussing a lot more on them and they&amp;#39;re needs, I am going to be the&lt;br&gt;father they need and deserve.&lt;p&gt;I hope this is going to be my last &amp;quot;woe is me&amp;quot; post.&lt;p&gt;Thanks for reading and I hope I did not depress anyone.&lt;p&gt;J.&lt;p&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Sent from my mobile device&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696293874976423077-9080248217527773627?l=idle-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/feeds/9080248217527773627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696293874976423077&amp;postID=9080248217527773627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/9080248217527773627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/9080248217527773627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/2009/01/do-i-forget-part-four.html' title='Do I forget part four'/><author><name>IdleOne's Spot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04301788429024018497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03554593204065926350'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696293874976423077.post-5661961926989922767</id><published>2009-01-16T22:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T22:30:17.155-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I forget part 3</title><content type='html'>I had a whole post that I had been working on all day when I had a few&lt;br&gt;minutes here and there.&lt;p&gt;Then a few minutes ago I was reading over and spell checking then the&lt;br&gt;plan was to save as a draft and wait about 30 minutes, read one time&lt;br&gt;and post. Well I managed to delete it.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Damn it!&lt;p&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Sent from my mobile device&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696293874976423077-5661961926989922767?l=idle-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/feeds/5661961926989922767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696293874976423077&amp;postID=5661961926989922767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/5661961926989922767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/5661961926989922767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/2009/01/do-i-forget-part-3.html' title='Do I forget part 3'/><author><name>IdleOne's Spot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04301788429024018497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03554593204065926350'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696293874976423077.post-8625141419642638780</id><published>2009-01-15T15:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T15:20:06.067-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I forget. Part two</title><content type='html'>Last night we had a long conversation, it went well. We did not yell&lt;br&gt;and we both kept our composure.&lt;p&gt;I felt that I made some good points and thought that I was getting&lt;br&gt;threw. They also made a lot of good points about my lack of&lt;br&gt;participation in the relationship.&lt;p&gt;I realize that I have not always &amp;quot; been there &amp;quot; but I feel I am at a&lt;br&gt;point in my life where I am ready to make the changes needed so I can&lt;br&gt;be a better person. I can&amp;#39;t do it alone so I am going to be getting&lt;br&gt;help to learn how to deal with my issues, I want to be a better&lt;br&gt;father, husband and man.&lt;p&gt;I was informed that although they do want to work on &amp;quot; us &amp;quot; they also&lt;br&gt;don&amp;#39;t want to give up the indiscretions that are a big part of all the&lt;br&gt;things that our straining this relationship. The whole cake and eat it&lt;br&gt;thing.&lt;br&gt;Tonight while I am at work they will be out. How do I deal with this?&lt;br&gt;How do I come home knowing that they are out there?&lt;p&gt;Am I supposed to act like nothing happened and continue trying to make&lt;br&gt;things right in the hopes that things will work out?&lt;p&gt;Will I be able to live with the knowledge even if things do work out?&lt;p&gt;My heart is torn, my mind is spining out of control and my body feels&lt;br&gt;like I have been run over by a truck.&lt;p&gt;I hurt!&lt;p&gt;Guess the answer to all these question are already in my head, now I&lt;br&gt;have to give myself the answer. I don&amp;#39;t know that I am able to.&lt;p&gt;Need to look deep inside and really see what it is I need and want to do.&lt;p&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Sent from my mobile device&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696293874976423077-8625141419642638780?l=idle-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/feeds/8625141419642638780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696293874976423077&amp;postID=8625141419642638780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/8625141419642638780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/8625141419642638780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/2009/01/do-i-forget-part-two.html' title='Do I forget. Part two'/><author><name>IdleOne's Spot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04301788429024018497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03554593204065926350'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696293874976423077.post-2425535897950314945</id><published>2009-01-14T21:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T21:49:47.287-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I forget.</title><content type='html'>Recently I found out that someone I trust betrayed me.&lt;p&gt;I had decided to try and forget about it, as difficult as I knew it&lt;br&gt;would be, and move on. Again last night I caught the person doing the&lt;br&gt;same thing to me, even though they had promised not to do it again.&lt;p&gt;All the while I thought that we were working on rebuilding our&lt;br&gt;relationship. I was played for a fool. Did they think that I wouldn&amp;#39;t&lt;br&gt;find out? Did they think that they could pretend to be a trusted&lt;br&gt;person in my life and at the same time continue to betray that trust?&lt;p&gt;Now I am forced into a situation that I never thought I would be in.&lt;br&gt;Do I forget about this complete abuse of my trust? Do I forget about&lt;br&gt;the total disregard for my feelings and the feelings of my family?  Or&lt;br&gt;do I get the person out of my life, never allowing them the chance of&lt;br&gt;betraying me again?&lt;p&gt;The issue is complicated due to many factors, essentially whatever&lt;br&gt;decision I make ends up affecting not only me but my entire family.&lt;p&gt;I know that in the end, all this is for a reason. I am meant to learn&lt;br&gt;something from this, but I will not let it stop me from trusting&lt;br&gt;again.&lt;p&gt;I have to say I am not innocent in all this. I mean I should of been&lt;br&gt;more attentive and I should of &amp;quot; listened &amp;quot; when I was being given the&lt;br&gt;warning signs. Still I did not deserve to have this done to me. I am&lt;br&gt;the kind of person who loves forever but I also hate forever.&lt;p&gt;I don&amp;#39;t hate the person, in fact I love them with all my heart and I&lt;br&gt;do want this to end in a way that we can move on and have a stronger,&lt;br&gt;healthier relationship.&lt;p&gt; I don&amp;#39;t wish this on anybody. I just hope I can find the wisdom to do&lt;br&gt;what is best for everybody.&lt;p&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Sent from my mobile device&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696293874976423077-2425535897950314945?l=idle-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/feeds/2425535897950314945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696293874976423077&amp;postID=2425535897950314945&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/2425535897950314945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/2425535897950314945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/2009/01/do-i-forget.html' title='Do I forget.'/><author><name>IdleOne's Spot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04301788429024018497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03554593204065926350'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696293874976423077.post-4319883778817266858</id><published>2009-01-14T13:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T13:14:19.389-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mail2Blogger</title><content type='html'>Just testing this posting to blogger via email&lt;p&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Sent from my mobile device&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696293874976423077-4319883778817266858?l=idle-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/feeds/4319883778817266858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696293874976423077&amp;postID=4319883778817266858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/4319883778817266858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/4319883778817266858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/2009/01/mail2blogger.html' title='Mail2Blogger'/><author><name>IdleOne's Spot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04301788429024018497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03554593204065926350'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696293874976423077.post-3921538264252006312</id><published>2009-01-14T12:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T12:49:34.241-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ubuntu'/><title type='text'>BlackBerry</title><content type='html'>About a week ago I bought a cell phone something I have been putting off for a long time. So I went out and bought a PAYG ( pay as you go ) phone from Walmart for $15, needless to say it was crap. After a week I figured I might as well get a good phone and get a full fledge line. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went with AT&amp;T and got a QuickFire. Really nice phone. Had touch screen that made it easy to navigate the menus but it lacked a feature. I Was unable to send or receive files via bluetooth. That was a deal breaker for me. So I returned it and went with the BlackBerry Curve 8310. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does not have touch screen so it is not as much fun to play with but the camera is 2.0 megapixle, QuickFire is 1.3. The BB also allowed me to install mobile gmail 2.0. Great feature. With the QuickFire I was forced to create a ymail ( yahoo ) account and forward my gmail to it so I can check my mail. I also installed jmirc, it's a mobile irc client that allows you to connect to any irc server and keep in touch with your friends and continue to help in support channels if that is what you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least the QuickFire froze solid when I tried to create a post for blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both phones worked OTB with Ubuntu Intrepid 8.10. I am very happy about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommend either phone if you are looking but if file transfer via bluetooth is important go with BlackBerry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EIjrPrg-kBk/SW4kfUMSMzI/AAAAAAAAAaI/OXcGCml9J-8/s1600-h/noname"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EIjrPrg-kBk/SW4kfUMSMzI/AAAAAAAAAaI/OXcGCml9J-8/s320/noname" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291206732621689650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696293874976423077-3921538264252006312?l=idle-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/feeds/3921538264252006312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696293874976423077&amp;postID=3921538264252006312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/3921538264252006312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/3921538264252006312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/2009/01/blackberry.html' title='BlackBerry'/><author><name>IdleOne's Spot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04301788429024018497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03554593204065926350'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EIjrPrg-kBk/SW4kfUMSMzI/AAAAAAAAAaI/OXcGCml9J-8/s72-c/noname' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696293874976423077.post-3421734680273665164</id><published>2008-12-25T21:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T21:53:47.963-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ubuntu'/><title type='text'>Ubuntu shop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I placed an order with the &lt;a href='http://shop.ubuntu.com/'&gt;Ubuntu US store &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I have to say I am very pleased with the entire transaction. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I got 3 items.&lt;br/&gt;                  &lt;img src='https://usshop.ubuntu.com/images/products/09%2014000PBT.jpg' style='max-width: 800px;'/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;                  &lt;img src='https://usshop.ubuntu.com/images/products/09%2014001BNT.jpg' style='max-width: 800px;'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;                &lt;img src='https://usshop.ubuntu.com/images/products/09%2013000BKT.jpg' style='max-width: 800px;'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The pictures don't do justice to the colors. They are much much brighter in person.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Hope to see you wearing your Ubuntuwear soon :)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696293874976423077-3421734680273665164?l=idle-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/feeds/3421734680273665164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696293874976423077&amp;postID=3421734680273665164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/3421734680273665164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/3421734680273665164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/2008/12/ubuntu-shop.html' title='Ubuntu shop'/><author><name>IdleOne's Spot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04301788429024018497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03554593204065926350'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696293874976423077.post-63146764417685808</id><published>2008-12-17T01:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T01:24:14.967-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Kids'/><title type='text'>Happy Holidays - Princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Couple of pictures of my daughter at  Disney&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EIjrPrg-kBk/SUiaFhHr_aI/AAAAAAAAAYk/FykecbkjAY0/s144/happy-holidays-alexa-cropped.jpg' style='max-width: 800px;'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;and &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EIjrPrg-kBk/SUiaF_kqbeI/AAAAAAAAAYo/h9hw4x7tFZQ/s144/alex-snowwhite-cropped.jpg' style='max-width: 800px;'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;font face='verdana'&gt;Happy Holidays!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696293874976423077-63146764417685808?l=idle-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/feeds/63146764417685808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696293874976423077&amp;postID=63146764417685808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/63146764417685808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/63146764417685808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-holidays-princess.html' title='Happy Holidays - Princess'/><author><name>IdleOne's Spot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04301788429024018497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03554593204065926350'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EIjrPrg-kBk/SUiaFhHr_aI/AAAAAAAAAYk/FykecbkjAY0/s72-c/happy-holidays-alexa-cropped.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696293874976423077.post-3154395741967994670</id><published>2008-12-13T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:04:51.698-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Drawings!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;My little girl is a virtuosa!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;O.K. maybe not, but she is my little Picasso. These are some of the very first drawings my daughter has done.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img style='max-width: 800px;' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EIjrPrg-kBk/SUNFlo7mxmI/AAAAAAAAAXM/jVCAKe1EK88/s144/alexa-drawing.jpeg'/&gt;    &lt;img style='max-width: 800px;' src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EIjrPrg-kBk/SUNFl4XyFMI/AAAAAAAAAXU/CGs87nEKxa0/s144/alexa-drawing-1.jpeg'/&gt;   &lt;img style='max-width: 800px;' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EIjrPrg-kBk/SUNFmHV_14I/AAAAAAAAAXc/CoxDflAx-ew/s144/alexa-drawing-4.jpeg'/&gt;  &lt;img style='max-width: 800px;' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EIjrPrg-kBk/SUNFme8WGPI/AAAAAAAAAXk/lhmBkWjeM04/s144/alexa-drawing-5.jpeg'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img style='max-width: 800px;' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EIjrPrg-kBk/SUNFmQj-3nI/AAAAAAAAAXs/JRDDrixfdys/s144/alexa-drawing-6.jpeg'/&gt;  &lt;img style='max-width: 800px;' src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EIjrPrg-kBk/SUNHCkNcZSI/AAAAAAAAAX0/bB_r_XRGBlc/s144/alexa-drawing-7.jpeg'/&gt;  &lt;img style='max-width: 800px;' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EIjrPrg-kBk/SUNHCtRJYKI/AAAAAAAAAX8/TjseLRREe7Y/s144/alexa-drawing-8.jpeg'/&gt;   &lt;img style='max-width: 800px;' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EIjrPrg-kBk/SUNHCxZZobI/AAAAAAAAAYE/AI1NYNBZZxc/s144/alexa-drawing-9.jpeg'/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img style='max-width: 800px;' src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EIjrPrg-kBk/SUNHDGltpLI/AAAAAAAAAYM/zyrf3T6q27U/s144/alexa-drawing-11.jpeg'/&gt;  &lt;img style='max-width: 800px;' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EIjrPrg-kBk/SUNHDA8E4uI/AAAAAAAAAYU/scn1vPbhEwA/s144/alexa-drawing-12.jpeg'/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Most of the drawings are depictions of our family. I am the good looking one right there :)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Here is a &lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/oneidle/AlexaSDrawings'&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to the picasa album&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696293874976423077-3154395741967994670?l=idle-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/feeds/3154395741967994670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696293874976423077&amp;postID=3154395741967994670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/3154395741967994670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/3154395741967994670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/2008/12/drawinngs.html' title='Drawings!'/><author><name>IdleOne's Spot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04301788429024018497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03554593204065926350'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EIjrPrg-kBk/SUNFlo7mxmI/AAAAAAAAAXM/jVCAKe1EK88/s72-c/alexa-drawing.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696293874976423077.post-7259688796439866272</id><published>2008-12-11T23:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:26:33.216-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Here are the rules!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;I Stumbled upon &lt;a href='http://deesinbox.com' target='_blank'&gt;Deesinbox.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This list of rules is funny because it's true. I agree strongly with #1&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE MAN RULES!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally , the guys’ side of the story. ( I must admit, it’s pretty good.) We always hear ” the rules” From the female side.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now here are the rules from the male side.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;These are our rules!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please note.. these are all numbered “1 ” ON PURPOSE!   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.Men are NOT mind readers.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Learn to work the toilet seat. You’re a big girl. If it’s up, put it&lt;br /&gt;down. We need it up, you need it down. You don’t hear us complaining&lt;br /&gt;about you leaving it down.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sunday sports It’s like the full moon or the changing of the tides. Let it be.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Crying is blackmail.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ask for what you want. Let us be clear on this one: Subtle hints do&lt;br /&gt;not work! Strong hints do not work! Obvious hints do not work! Just say&lt;br /&gt;it!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That’s what we do. Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument. In fact, all comments become Null and void after 7 Days.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you think you’re fat, you probably are. Don’t ask us.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You can either ask us to do something or tell us how you want it&lt;br /&gt;done. Not both. If you already know best how to do it, just do it&lt;br /&gt;yourself.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Whenever possible, Please say whatever you have to say during commercials..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Christopher Columbus did NOT need directions and neither do we.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings. Peach,&lt;br /&gt;for example, is a fruit, not a color. Pumpkin is also a fruit We have&lt;br /&gt;no idea what mauve is.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If it itches, it will be scratched. We do that.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If we ask what is wrong and you say “nothing,” We will act like&lt;br /&gt;nothing’s wrong. We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the&lt;br /&gt;hassle.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you ask a question you don’t want an answer to, expect an answer you don’t want to hear.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear is fine… Really&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Don’t ask us what we’re thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as baseball or golf.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You have enough clothes.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You have too many shoes.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am in shape. Round IS a shape!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Thank you for reading this.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch tonight; but did you know men really don’t mind that? It’s like camping. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pass this to as many men as you can -  to give them a laugh.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this to as many women as you can -  to give them a bigger laugh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696293874976423077-7259688796439866272?l=idle-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/feeds/7259688796439866272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696293874976423077&amp;postID=7259688796439866272&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/7259688796439866272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/7259688796439866272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/2008/12/here-are-rules.html' title='Here are the rules!'/><author><name>IdleOne's Spot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04301788429024018497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03554593204065926350'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696293874976423077.post-7508962739329933722</id><published>2008-12-01T19:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T19:06:08.781-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Odds-Ends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>10 Things.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I had this idea of making a list of 10 things that I wanted to do before I die.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; I decided not to bore you nice folks with it.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;P.S. Clean the litter box.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696293874976423077-7508962739329933722?l=idle-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/feeds/7508962739329933722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696293874976423077&amp;postID=7508962739329933722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/7508962739329933722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/7508962739329933722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/2008/12/10-things.html' title='10 Things.'/><author><name>IdleOne's Spot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04301788429024018497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03554593204065926350'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696293874976423077.post-6693064835007526716</id><published>2008-11-22T15:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T15:04:44.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The wait is over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am a huge Star Trek fan. I can't wait to see this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/4921c71e6b0741d2/492865db7edade37/4921c71e6b0741d2/606cec5d/widget.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696293874976423077-6693064835007526716?l=idle-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/feeds/6693064835007526716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696293874976423077&amp;postID=6693064835007526716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/6693064835007526716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/6693064835007526716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/2008/11/wait-is-over.html' title='The wait is over'/><author><name>IdleOne's Spot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04301788429024018497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03554593204065926350'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696293874976423077.post-6706495969104043093</id><published>2008-11-17T13:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T13:04:27.855-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Owned'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Jewish Bank Roll</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Let me start by saying I am not racist.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I dropped my daughter off at preschool and then swung by &lt;a href='http://www.giantfood.com/'&gt;Giants&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br/&gt;to pick up a couple Monsters for my wife. I got in line at the register&lt;br/&gt;and there is a nice old lady working the register.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Her name is Gloria K. I know this because all employees at &lt;a href='http://www.giantfood.com/'&gt;Giants&lt;/a&gt; wear a name tag.&lt;br/&gt;Something that Gloria K. seems to have forgotten.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So anyway, she rings up my two items and the total is $4.22. I reach into my pocket and pull out what she calls a " Jewish bank roll " I had about $20 in my pocket a couple of $5 and a bunch of $1.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;She OF COURSE says this with a little smile and a laugh but not to loud because I guess she does not want anybody else to hear her say this because in the back of her mind she knows that it is not politically correct to be a racist. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I was caught a little of guard and explain that I work in a restaurant and that I sometimes make a few dollars in tips and that is why I have so many $1. The explanation was not needed ( I don't have to explain anything to her ) but I made sure I spoke clearly and loudly enough so the lady behind me in line could hear our conversation.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;i&gt;Here is to you Gloria K. who works at &lt;a href='http://www.giantfood.com/'&gt;Giants&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; in Perkasie, PA. You stupid old dumb ass probably inbred racist bitch.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;P.S. When I handed her my money, I gave her 4 one dollar bills, two dimes and I made sure to tell her "I think I probably have a couple of &lt;b&gt;black&lt;/b&gt; pennies also".&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696293874976423077-6706495969104043093?l=idle-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/feeds/6706495969104043093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696293874976423077&amp;postID=6706495969104043093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/6706495969104043093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/6706495969104043093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/2008/11/jewish-bank-roll.html' title='Jewish Bank Roll'/><author><name>IdleOne's Spot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04301788429024018497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03554593204065926350'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696293874976423077.post-7096309488211042966</id><published>2008-10-17T09:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T09:15:18.849-05:00</updated><title type='text'>UbuntuShop is Live</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Here it is folks!!! the official Ubuntu Shop for U.S.A and Canada.&lt;br/&gt;I am not sure yet if the store has US/Can prices. Seems it is only in $US but I have not completed an order yet.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href='https://usshop.ubuntu.com/'&gt;Welcome to the ubuntushop/us store&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696293874976423077-7096309488211042966?l=idle-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/feeds/7096309488211042966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696293874976423077&amp;postID=7096309488211042966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/7096309488211042966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/7096309488211042966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/2008/10/ubuntushop-is-live.html' title='UbuntuShop is Live'/><author><name>IdleOne's Spot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04301788429024018497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03554593204065926350'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696293874976423077.post-3128086012090884891</id><published>2008-09-22T06:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T06:12:48.226-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Odds-Ends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Irish Fest 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I was going to blog about my weekend and how my birthday was and all the fun I had at Irish Fest 2008.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;IT SUCKED! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;My sister in law is an asshole who took 3 swings at me and missed. She later on that same night punched my wife in the mouth.&lt;br/&gt;Chrissy kicked her ass ( GO BABY! ) did I mention that we paid for my idiot sister law.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;We left early and came home on Sunday, missed the parade and was hoping to hit Atlantic City for a night.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;All said and done MY weekend sucked and my WIFE's weekend sucked.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;One good thing that did happen is that  my sister in law who I will forever refer to as THE IDIOT is probably still walking her dumb ass back home  to the ghetto she lives in because her old man and her got caught selling drugs and now have no house ( seized ) and also no car ( seized ).&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I got new golf clubs also :)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696293874976423077-3128086012090884891?l=idle-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/feeds/3128086012090884891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696293874976423077&amp;postID=3128086012090884891&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/3128086012090884891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696293874976423077/posts/default/3128086012090884891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idle-one.blogspot.com/2008/09/irish-fest-2008.html' title='Irish Fest 2008'/><author><name>IdleOne's Spot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04301788429024018497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03554593204065926350'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry></feed>