<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011</id><updated>2011-12-14T21:44:34.029-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's A Year In Forever</title><subtitle type='html'>Johnny5's stories, observations, and intelligent babble.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>90</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-111149838148219194</id><published>2005-03-22T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T10:43:43.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Truancy</title><summary type='text'>When I was in high school, leaving the grounds during our "free periods" wasn't allowed except in cases of permission acquired from the dean. This was usually facilitated by a note from the 'rents or a doctor's appointment, a special exemption from the dean, or being sent home by the school nurse. In no way, during our independent rebellions, were those the only viable reasons to leave grounds.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/111149838148219194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2005/03/truancy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/111149838148219194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/111149838148219194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2005/03/truancy.html' title='Truancy'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-111106806082147489</id><published>2005-03-17T08:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T20:00:57.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reconstruction</title><summary type='text'>  ...[I] am a   huge fan of being a         swanky simpleton in whatever way I can. Well, as you can see, I've made a number of changes in design and some in delivery.  Part of this is an attempt at reforming my blog-o-sphere personality.  I feel as if somehow, I'm struggling for an audience.Part of it, however, is that the old template always seemed to load slow.  In my testing of Firefox and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/111106806082147489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2005/03/reconstruction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/111106806082147489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/111106806082147489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2005/03/reconstruction.html' title='Reconstruction'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-111066331418483893</id><published>2005-03-12T16:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T21:37:29.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whose Line Is It?</title><summary type='text'>This is a direct rip from Celti's linkage.  Richard Simmons on Whose Line Is It Anyway?.  I watched it twice, and now my eyes are well hydrated and sinuses all clear from nearly laughing my face completely off of my head.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/111066331418483893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2005/03/whose-line-is-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/111066331418483893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/111066331418483893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2005/03/whose-line-is-it.html' title='Whose Line Is It?'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-111023925777947869</id><published>2005-03-07T18:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T18:49:15.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tests Based On Tech</title><summary type='text'>I find it funny that people take online tests.Don’t get me wrong, I take them all the time myself. But it’s interesting that we grow up abhorring and fearing tests, and as adults, we find comfort and solace in them. I often wonder, somewhere in the back of my mind, and secretly hope, I think, that the result will allow me some sort of epiphany about… myself.We all seek answers to some of the most</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/111023925777947869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2005/03/tests-based-on-tech.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/111023925777947869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/111023925777947869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2005/03/tests-based-on-tech.html' title='Tests Based On Tech'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-110969443759108044</id><published>2005-03-01T11:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T20:40:45.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shorts</title><summary type='text'>Party PeopleI want to thank Kat, Zelda, Jethro, Catt,  Laura, and Celti for being such faithful readers and commenters.  I really appreciate having you all around.  You've kept me around in blogland.TrackbackHas anyone actually ever used the trackback part of Haloscan? I've used it all of three times, I believe, but it's funny that no one often has the urge to implement that little tool.Calling </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/110969443759108044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2005/03/shorts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/110969443759108044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/110969443759108044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2005/03/shorts.html' title='Shorts'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-110961360080427336</id><published>2005-02-28T12:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T13:00:06.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pepsi - I'm a Hustler Baby</title><summary type='text'>Have you seen the iTunes Pepsi commercial? Most of it is just whatever and geeky, but the white guy busting out to Jay-Z's "I Just Wanna Love You (Give It To Me)" makes me laugh out loud every time I've seen it. I even went so far as to find the  Pepsi Commerical Online.Note: It's about 1.8 MB and you need Quicktime."I'm a hustla baby... I just want you to know..."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/110961360080427336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2005/02/pepsi-im-hustler-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/110961360080427336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/110961360080427336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2005/02/pepsi-im-hustler-baby.html' title='Pepsi - I&apos;m a Hustler Baby'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-110934709080221013</id><published>2005-02-25T11:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T11:29:53.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lines</title><summary type='text'>Pick up lines I've actually used just to see if they worked*:"Hey, why don't you buy me a drink and get to know me better?""I just want to use you for your personality.""Wanna take me out?  I'm broke.""Do you cook?  Don't you think you should learn?""Are you always this much of a bitch?""But I'm really a nice guy...""Can I hump your leg?""Want another drink?  I'm trying to take advantage of you."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/110934709080221013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2005/02/lines.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/110934709080221013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/110934709080221013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2005/02/lines.html' title='Lines'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-110859506591751411</id><published>2005-02-16T18:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T18:32:36.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Silent Minority</title><summary type='text'>With all of the hating on Republicans lately, I thought I'd bring up a few things to piss people off. A few things the wonderful Dems haven't brought up or acknowledged lately:1. We had elections in January in Iraq. Did you hear them admit that they were wrong, saying it was impossible? Nope. Now you hear them saying we need a public exit strategy. That's good, we'll help the fundamentalists with</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/110859506591751411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2005/02/silent-minority.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/110859506591751411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/110859506591751411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2005/02/silent-minority.html' title='The Silent Minority'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-110841594992513307</id><published>2005-02-14T16:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T16:33:46.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Hallmark Day</title><summary type='text'>In the spirit of this dark, overcast, dreary day that happens to be celebrated by the embittered and entwined alike, I've decide to post some jokes and stuff about love, marriage, and the battle of the sexes. Note that I have no originality today and that I just thought some of these might be funny.Enjoy.HOW TO TELL THE SEX OF A FLYA woman walked into the kitchen to find her husband </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/110841594992513307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-hallmark-day_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/110841594992513307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/110841594992513307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-hallmark-day_14.html' title='Happy Hallmark Day'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-110659745418640736</id><published>2005-01-24T15:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T02:05:09.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections</title><summary type='text'>Like many a blogger out there, I take hard and sometimes unforgiving looks at my life on a rather consistently masochistic platform. I don't really know why I do it, but with a few people in my life riding herd and seeing visions of an apex I have yet to achieve, it makes things harder.Yet I am, without a doubt, my own harshest critic.Lately, this has evolved into psychosomatic ailments </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/110659745418640736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2005/01/reflections.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/110659745418640736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/110659745418640736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2005/01/reflections.html' title='Reflections'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-110542228719290913</id><published>2005-01-11T01:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T00:56:56.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years: The Party That Never Ends</title><summary type='text'>For the first time in years, I haven't had the New Year's party at my house.It wasn't a big loss, I just moved it to a friend's house and we had it there. At least 20 of my regulars were on another coast, far away, or just went to see the ball drop in person. If you have an urge to do this, I would gently turn to you and say, "You're an idiot," and let that wisdom lay upon you for awhile.So </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/110542228719290913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-years-party-that-never-ends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/110542228719290913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/110542228719290913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-years-party-that-never-ends.html' title='New Years: The Party That Never Ends'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-110427824653912674</id><published>2004-12-28T18:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T18:57:26.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Roadblock Removed</title><summary type='text'>Well, after much hemming and hawing, my story is complete. I placed it after the last installment just to keep the linearity of the story complete. You can scroll down or just jump to it here.With the holidays and new year approaching, I hope I'll have some time to write a little more with at least a good story or two along the way.I want to make a specific point of thanking Catt for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/110427824653912674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/12/roadblock-removed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/110427824653912674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/110427824653912674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/12/roadblock-removed.html' title='Roadblock Removed'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-110324994399614980</id><published>2004-12-16T21:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T21:23:10.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Clowning Around</title><summary type='text'>Here's me on Halloween.  Yes, I was Krusty the Clown.  Yes, the mask weighed a ton, and I barely wore it much.  The fumes from that thing would be enough to kill a buffalo.I will eventually return, and I appreciate those of you that have shot me emails of concern, and laughed at those of disdain.  I'm in the middle of finals week, so at the moment, I'm too busy to do much beyond this.Thanks </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/110324994399614980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/12/clowning-around.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/110324994399614980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/110324994399614980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/12/clowning-around.html' title='Clowning Around'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-110024620678451307</id><published>2004-11-12T02:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T02:56:46.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Busy</title><summary type='text'>Sorry I've been very negligent, but I've been busy with school as well as being pretty uninspired.  Unfortunately, I'll be out of town (just north of Boston) for the weekend, so I doubt I'll be able to update until sometime afterwards.  I appreciate those of you who stop by and leave comments, I will appease and end this little story as soon as I can.Otherwise, good wishes for a great weekend.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/110024620678451307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/11/too-busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/110024620678451307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/110024620678451307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/11/too-busy.html' title='Too Busy'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109970070090902839</id><published>2004-11-08T18:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T18:49:32.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Name's Bond, Johnny5 Bond (Part VI + Epilogue)</title><summary type='text'>Well, considering how long I've let this go, I think I'll just wrap it all up here.  Sorry about the delay everyone.Part VIMy memory of that night in the hospital is hazy and vague at best, but I can piece together certain interesting parts. When I was pulled in on the board and taken off, for instance, they had to strip me down to my boxers, something that (unfortunately) the male nurse, Steve</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109970070090902839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/11/names-bond-johnny5-bond-part-vi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109970070090902839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109970070090902839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/11/names-bond-johnny5-bond-part-vi.html' title='The Name&apos;s Bond, Johnny5 Bond (Part VI + Epilogue)'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109959568168801520</id><published>2004-11-04T13:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T14:17:32.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Name's Bond, Johnny5 Bond (Part V)</title><summary type='text'>Flashlights arrived in my face and I felt like I was at the bottom of a copper huddle. I couldn't really tell you what the landscape looked like, but I imagine it was pretty chaotic. It felt chaotic. GD was so tweaked out at this point, she was barely capable of proper communication. Maybe that was for the better at this point anyway."Can you get up, son?" one of the boys in blue asked."Not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109959568168801520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/11/names-bond-johnny5-bond-part-v.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109959568168801520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109959568168801520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/11/names-bond-johnny5-bond-part-v.html' title='The Name&apos;s Bond, Johnny5 Bond (Part V)'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109938871043700082</id><published>2004-11-02T13:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T13:32:31.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Name's Bond, Johnny5 Bond (Part IV)</title><summary type='text'>I don't really know what told me to do it.GD claimed that she screamed out, but I never heard her. I never heard anything. My eyes were closed, and I was still getting over trying to catch my breath. I had no indication whatsoever, just a feeling, like something telling me it needed to be done. So I did it.I jumped.Not a skip, not a hop, not even a test of my vertical ability, but a full </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109938871043700082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/11/names-bond-johnny5-bond-part-iv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109938871043700082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109938871043700082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/11/names-bond-johnny5-bond-part-iv.html' title='The Name&apos;s Bond, Johnny5 Bond (Part IV)'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109897642210031935</id><published>2004-10-28T11:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T11:13:56.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Name's Bond, Johnny5 Bond (Part III)</title><summary type='text'>Here's where things get a little weird.I felt like I actually left my body. Having an "out of body experience" is always an eye rolling statement because it sounds like a farce, but I swore at the time and since then that it actually did happen. I just remember sort of watching the roof of the car in a decidely removed vantage point where I didn't really note what was happening, but I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109897642210031935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/10/names-bond-johnny5-bond-part-iii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109897642210031935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109897642210031935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/10/names-bond-johnny5-bond-part-iii.html' title='The Name&apos;s Bond, Johnny5 Bond (Part III)'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109887572137043297</id><published>2004-10-27T07:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T22:14:20.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Name's Bond, Johnny5 Bond (Part II)</title><summary type='text'>Girl Driving, or GD for short, was excited because she had her father's car that weekend, which happened to be an Audi. I also had a reputation that still lingered for being what people called "a driver." This affable label, for those that are reclusive hideaways, is applied to those that at one point drove fast and liked speed. Unfortunately, even though I had smartened up, the label still stuck</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109887572137043297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/10/names-bond-johnny5-bond-part-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109887572137043297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109887572137043297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/10/names-bond-johnny5-bond-part-ii.html' title='The Name&apos;s Bond, Johnny5 Bond (Part II)'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109879504930891242</id><published>2004-10-26T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T07:17:47.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Name's Bond, Johnny5 Bond (Part I)</title><summary type='text'>A few years ago, I had one of those nights: a two ex-girlfriend night. Two of the most "influential" (context is left to the reader) women in my life were on my path in the evening, one I had just recently separated with and one that I had a long time ago that had been my first real emotionally substantial relationship.Although I had driven my mind to a point that I believed I was capable of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109879504930891242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/10/names-bond-johnny5-bond-part-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109879504930891242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109879504930891242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/10/names-bond-johnny5-bond-part-i.html' title='The Name&apos;s Bond, Johnny5 Bond (Part I)'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109822591143109594</id><published>2004-10-19T19:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T19:44:10.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bullets That Aren't Bad For You</title><summary type='text'>A couple of things worth mentioning and checking out:Have you seen the Trashman's on going story? You should.An old but developing story: telekinesis may be coming to a store near you. Two years ago, scientists already developed a method of motor cortex implants that allowed a a monkey can move a cursor with just its thoughts. Imagine the future possibilties: parapeligics that can have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109822591143109594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/10/bullets-that-arent-bad-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109822591143109594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109822591143109594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/10/bullets-that-arent-bad-for-you.html' title='Bullets That Aren&apos;t Bad For You'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109815108324876903</id><published>2004-10-18T22:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T23:03:23.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Duet On The Radio</title><summary type='text'>I was sitting in the car the other night, thinking about my life, when this song comes on that I had forgotten about. The song is by Seether with Amy Lee from Evanescence, and is called "Broken". The lyrics are awesome, but the song is even better.It's almost like an epiphany when a song somehow touches a part of you in an ineffable way. I'm not sure the lyrics hold up to what I feel on paper, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109815108324876903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/10/duet-on-radio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109815108324876903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109815108324876903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/10/duet-on-radio.html' title='Duet On The Radio'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109801516407754272</id><published>2004-10-17T08:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T08:13:27.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Know Thy Neighbor</title><summary type='text'>Want to be one of them nosy types?  I know you do.  If you feel the need to find out who donated money to presidential canidates or parties, by all means, go to work.It's funny to see the divisions just in my town and my old stomping grounds.Note:  I've stayed decidedly neutral about my politics.  Can you do the same?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109801516407754272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/10/know-thy-neighbor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109801516407754272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109801516407754272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/10/know-thy-neighbor.html' title='Know Thy Neighbor'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109774403919950657</id><published>2004-10-14T05:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T05:14:55.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'>10,000 Hits And A New Design</title><summary type='text'>I've officially had ten thousand hits!  I'm thoroughly amazed at this.In light of the amount of visits and the upcoming Hallow's Eve, I've done a major redesign, including some spooky (alright, maybe not) colors.  I want to thank all of the people who visit, especially those of you that leave comments good and bad.  It definitely spurs me to continue delivering whatever it is I deliver to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109774403919950657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/10/10000-hits-and-new-design.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109774403919950657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109774403919950657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/10/10000-hits-and-new-design.html' title='10,000 Hits And A New Design'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109761263706393532</id><published>2004-10-12T19:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T19:01:08.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall In New England</title><summary type='text'>Picture it:It's a brisk 50 degrees, the sun is setting in the western sky.  The wind is blowing nicely enough to barely rustle your hair, and you are experiencing the duality of cool breeze and warm sun.  The sky has a slight orange tint added to it's normal yellow and blue saturation.  It's comfortable wearing a sweater, and comfortable to not wear one.  The leaves drift down from trees in a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109761263706393532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/10/fall-in-new-england.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109761263706393532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109761263706393532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/10/fall-in-new-england.html' title='Fall In New England'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109713747798243412</id><published>2004-10-07T05:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T05:10:29.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hillary Clinton and John Kerry Picture</title><summary type='text'>"John, tell me I can run in 2008, and I'll be yours forever..."I made the picture, but can you beat the caption?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109713747798243412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/10/hillary-clinton-and-john-kerry-picture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109713747798243412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109713747798243412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/10/hillary-clinton-and-john-kerry-picture.html' title='Hillary Clinton and John Kerry Picture'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109703165204338302</id><published>2004-10-05T22:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T23:02:18.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vice Presidential Debate</title><summary type='text'>Cheney: "...the first time I ever met you was when I walked on the stage tonight."I want Sloth to try to explain to me how Edwards won that debate. I'll even concede that maybe they tied the second half when it came to some of the domestic issues (No Child Left Behind isn't really an effective bill, and actually may be hurting our school system very badly). But there is NO way you can tell me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109703165204338302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/10/vice-presidential-debate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109703165204338302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109703165204338302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/10/vice-presidential-debate.html' title='Vice Presidential Debate'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109701852603567589</id><published>2004-10-05T19:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T19:31:32.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Moderately Impressive Witticisms</title><summary type='text'>Occasionally, I have brief moments of inspiration and come up with some original lines that I like to remember. Some of you may not care about when I'm funny, some of you won't think I'm funny at all, and others are just, well, mentally unavailable. But this is my blog, so here we go. Not completely PG, so be warned....On deceiving appearances: Mister Rogers taught me a whole different level </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109701852603567589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/10/moderately-impressive-witticisms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109701852603567589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109701852603567589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/10/moderately-impressive-witticisms.html' title='Moderately Impressive Witticisms'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109691839461469603</id><published>2004-10-04T15:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T15:33:14.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Much To Do In No Time</title><summary type='text'>I have become the academic version of Sisyphus, trying to get the boulder up the hill. I, at this moment, have 250 pages of reading to catch up on, 5 papers to write, 14 assignments to catch up on, and a few other things that I haven't even figured out yet.I will be busy for awhile, so please excuse my neglect. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109691839461469603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/10/too-much-to-do-in-no-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109691839461469603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109691839461469603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/10/too-much-to-do-in-no-time.html' title='Too Much To Do In No Time'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109691301223755795</id><published>2004-10-04T13:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T14:04:41.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Google Searches That Ended Here</title><summary type='text'>Here are my top five recent searches (Google and one MSN Search) that landed people at What's A Year In Forever:1) "One by land", restaurant, connecticut2) hazing sorority "short skirt"3) umainedrunks movies4) "i think my girlfriend is fooling around on me" (poor bastard)5) Dolly Parton+denturesThe last one really made me sit back and think:  What the hell do I write about?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109691301223755795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/10/google-searches-that-ended-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109691301223755795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109691301223755795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/10/google-searches-that-ended-here.html' title='Google Searches That Ended Here'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109665712568668999</id><published>2004-10-01T14:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T14:59:30.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Superheroes Are Real</title><summary type='text'>... and if you don't believe me, check out this athletic prowess.Thanks to consumption junction for this. Their site usually contains inappropriate content in terms of ads and banners, but this should be a direct link.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109665712568668999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/10/superheroes-are-real.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109665712568668999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109665712568668999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/10/superheroes-are-real.html' title='Superheroes Are Real'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109657477115449539</id><published>2004-09-30T16:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T09:31:10.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogspot Linking</title><summary type='text'>Ok, some of you have trouble or are making claims about not knowing how to link someone else, so I'll put up a little post here about how to add links on your blog. If you're wondering how to link people and whatnot, this is the place for you to check out how to do it. There are two rather simple methods to set up links to other blogs that are widely used: the first is using blogrolling, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109657477115449539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/09/blogspot-linking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109657477115449539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109657477115449539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/09/blogspot-linking.html' title='Blogspot Linking'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109635411921904187</id><published>2004-09-28T02:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T05:19:57.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Indecent Proposal</title><summary type='text'>I found this old Mastercard spoof in one of my directories tonight, so I looked for a good link to the video online and found one. Some of you will really love this, but this is not PG material, due to controversial dialog. If you're offended, well... don't click the link.Indecent Proposal Mastercard Spoof</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109635411921904187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/09/indecent-proposal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109635411921904187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109635411921904187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/09/indecent-proposal.html' title='Indecent Proposal'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109524804280462502</id><published>2004-09-26T23:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T02:52:57.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Privacy Issues: AIM, Gmail</title><summary type='text'>Well, in my weird adventures around the blog-o-sphere and the net, I've learned a couple of new things that I figured would be important to share. In this little post, I'll cover AOL Instant Messenger's hidden spyware and the hidden truth behind Gmail©. Come on in and let's talk for awhile. AOL Instant Messenger©First of all, I know many of you, like myself, use AOL Instant Messenger. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109524804280462502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/09/privacy-issues-aim-gmail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109524804280462502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109524804280462502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/09/privacy-issues-aim-gmail.html' title='Privacy Issues: AIM, Gmail'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109573396304868773</id><published>2004-09-20T22:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T22:32:43.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll Be Back After These Messages</title><summary type='text'>Hey everybody, I'm sorry I've been M.I.A. as of late, but it has been crazy hectic, and I forgot to forewarn people of being absent for a few days. I had a wedding to help prepare and attend this weekend which I'll post about later, 2 weeks of classes to now catch up on, and a local TV appearance (if all goes well) on Wednesday. If I have time to throw some things up, I will, but otherwise don't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109573396304868773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/09/well-be-back-after-these-messages_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109573396304868773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109573396304868773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/09/well-be-back-after-these-messages_20.html' title='We&apos;ll Be Back After These Messages'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109503208038872826</id><published>2004-09-12T19:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T19:35:27.203-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Unusual Pet Tricks</title><summary type='text'>Scene: Vetrinarian's office, two dogs running around with entusiasm unmatched, my mom and the vet. Time period: a few years ago....Mom:So, Doctor, can you explain why Shadow tends to wrap her paws around Raven and occasionally attempt to "hump" her? They're both girls, it doesn't make much sense.Doctor:Well, commonly an alpha female will "hump" another female to express and display </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109503208038872826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/09/unusual-pet-tricks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109503208038872826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109503208038872826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/09/unusual-pet-tricks.html' title='Unusual Pet Tricks'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109468714019338992</id><published>2004-09-08T19:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T19:53:15.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Transfered</title><summary type='text'>I used to go to the University of Maine for quite some time. I left, for a multitude of reasons (one being my last semester I had 5 female roommates and no guys), but I remember getting an interesting list emailed while I was there. Most of it, if not all, holds true, so I figured I would post it here for posterity.Be warned of some bad language, but enjoy the ingenuity.You know you go to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109468714019338992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/09/why-i-transfered.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109468714019338992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109468714019338992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/09/why-i-transfered.html' title='Why I Transfered'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109468190970533210</id><published>2004-09-08T18:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T18:23:23.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>J5 Iz Geting Hiz Edewkation</title><summary type='text'>The books on the right are for this semester: 3 classes, $200+. The books on the left, minus the two closest to the cd case (C++ and PHP) were from last semester, 2 classes, price ~$200. The CD case itself holds 200, so that should give you an idea of the size of those books. The shelf I installed myself, onto the barney looking wall of my office space in my house.The things one does for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109468190970533210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/09/j5-iz-geting-hiz-edewkation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109468190970533210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109468190970533210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/09/j5-iz-geting-hiz-edewkation.html' title='J5 Iz Geting Hiz Edewkation'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109443859458356273</id><published>2004-09-05T22:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T22:49:00.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark Humor</title><summary type='text'>I think my girlfriend is fooling around on me but I can't be sure...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109443859458356273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/09/dark-humor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109443859458356273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109443859458356273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/09/dark-humor.html' title='Dark Humor'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109423848307059699</id><published>2004-09-03T15:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T21:48:15.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Teaser</title><summary type='text'>I thought this was a fitting tease for the weekend. Everybody, enjoy, and be safe. But crazy. Definitely be crazy. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109423848307059699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/09/teaser.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109423848307059699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109423848307059699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/09/teaser.html' title='Teaser'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109387197520887829</id><published>2004-08-30T09:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T14:36:08.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear J5 Answers</title><summary type='text'>I was really happy to get what I thought was a really rapid response from Sunday until today. The questions posed are great and vary pretty substantially. Please keep in mind that this is REALLY LONG. Far and away my longest post, so I hope that's ok, and I didn't bother to do spelling checks at all. I'm hoping I can live up to the expectations (be low, please be low) that you have.Well time's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109387197520887829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/08/dear-j5-answers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109387197520887829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109387197520887829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/08/dear-j5-answers.html' title='Dear J5 Answers'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109378814739870650</id><published>2004-08-29T09:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T13:01:02.760-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear J5,</title><summary type='text'>I find in my daily life that I wind up giving advice to people pretty frequently.  I'll get phone calls at all hours from people who think I have the answers.  Apparently, they're satisfied customers, because I always get more phone calls from them.I've also been curious as to what it would be like to have an advice column, because it must be interesting to get all kinds of mail.  So here's the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109378814739870650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/08/dear-j5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109378814739870650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109378814739870650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/08/dear-j5.html' title='Dear J5,'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109374711131628046</id><published>2004-08-28T21:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T07:20:24.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Odd Searches</title><summary type='text'>Well, it's Saturday night, so I'm pretty confident that most of you won't catch this until Monday.  Currently, I'm laying in bed with my laptop, not feeling so hot, so I figured I'd just tell you about some of the funnier searches that have brought up this blog.1) lost dog joke castrated blind one eye  luckyThis was a search somebody did on Google (see, I'm on page two), which basically </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109374711131628046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/08/odd-searches.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109374711131628046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109374711131628046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/08/odd-searches.html' title='Odd Searches'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109347365345959602</id><published>2004-08-25T18:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T07:22:32.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>J5's "Love" Poems Part I</title><summary type='text'>Ok, some of you here requested, other's didn't. I'm not done yet, but I figured I'd throw the first few up, the ones off the top of my head. WARNING: Some of these are really crude, so turn back now for those who like my PG stuff.Inanna:Your flirting, warming, and I acceptShave your back, and don’t get wet.Jack:Anonymous you must standTo protect us all and our great landAnd on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109347365345959602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/08/j5s-love-poems-part-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109347365345959602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109347365345959602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/08/j5s-love-poems-part-i.html' title='J5&apos;s &quot;Love&quot; Poems Part I'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109345792662517801</id><published>2004-08-25T14:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T07:24:10.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Love" Poems</title><summary type='text'>I found these in my AIM away message folder. I had totally forgotten about them, and I think they're pretty funny. The wonder of cynicism!These are entries to a competition asking for a rhyme with the most romantic first line but least romantic second line:Love may be beautiful, love may be blissBut I only slept with you, because I was pissedI thought that I could love no otherUntil, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109345792662517801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/08/love-poems.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109345792662517801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109345792662517801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/08/love-poems.html' title='&quot;Love&quot; Poems'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109334204815847576</id><published>2004-08-24T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T07:24:59.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sociology of Blogging</title><summary type='text'>A little while ago, I had someone ask me a really tough question, which segwayed into a multi-faceted discussion. The question was basically questioning the value of internet dating, but in the moment, I also brought up blogging. My explanation at the time was at best weak and at worst, added to the confusion. Here, however, I will take a crack at some of the questions I didn't have apt answers </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109334204815847576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/08/sociology-of-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109334204815847576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109334204815847576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/08/sociology-of-blogging.html' title='The Sociology of Blogging'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109304442844247753</id><published>2004-08-20T19:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T07:26:02.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Wednesday</title><summary type='text'> Well, the weekend has arrived, and although I typically don't do much of anything on the weekends (I'm out and about during the week) I thought I'd share a little pic using this Hello program to upload.This is a pic of me at the beach on Wednesday night. It was pitch black outside.Anyway, earlier on, I had gotten an idea from a friend to go down to one of the local beaches and have a little </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109304442844247753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/08/well-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109304442844247753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109304442844247753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/08/well-wednesday.html' title='Well Wednesday'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109242344095119825</id><published>2004-08-18T16:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T07:27:05.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grass Is Always Greener</title><summary type='text'>I went over to my Dad's house about a week ago to mow his lawn while he's in Florida with my Grandmother. The strange part is that he's been away for about two months and the thing is barely overgrown. I wonder if maybe one of his neighbors got irritated with it overgrown and decided to take care of it themselves.As I'm going to work, I notice this hoodlum looking kid walking by, giving me the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109242344095119825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/08/grass-is-always-greener.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109242344095119825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109242344095119825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/08/grass-is-always-greener.html' title='The Grass Is Always Greener'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109276252034477636</id><published>2004-08-17T13:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T13:24:46.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Roads Diverged </title><summary type='text'>I just wanted to let everyone know that Grife has moved on to a blog of his own, Beyond All o' This.  Although he's busy and won't be able to add anything for a few days, go over and show some love for my buddy.Secondly, some of you have astutely noticed the new banner and picture and redesign of this site.  Yes, I made that flash and picture all by myself.  Observe me beam with geeky pride...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109276252034477636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/08/two-roads-diverged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109276252034477636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109276252034477636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/08/two-roads-diverged.html' title='Two Roads Diverged '/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109241865495718887</id><published>2004-08-13T13:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T13:37:23.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is This Really Me?</title><summary type='text'>The PlayboyRandom Gentle Sex Master (RGSMm)Clean. Smooth. Successful. You're The Playboy.You're spontaneous, and your energy is highly contagious. Guys therefore find you fun to be around, and girls find you compelling. You have lots of sex, and you manage it all without seeming cheap or being hurtful. Well done. You probably know karate, too.It's obvious to us, and probably everyone else,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109241865495718887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/08/is-this-really-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109241865495718887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109241865495718887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/08/is-this-really-me.html' title='Is This Really Me?'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109224577604519901</id><published>2004-08-11T13:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T15:23:50.203-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Poll Results</title><summary type='text'>Ok everyone, here are the results, winners in bold with the number of votes:WomenKiss Sleep With Throw Off A CliffSloth 32 33 59 Celti 32 32 50Fleece 29 30 25Lovisa 44 42 30Zelda 22 31 32Leese 31 24 24Aimee 29 26 23Jenn 25 20 23Kat 22 26 24Total Votes 266 264 290MenKiss Sleep With Throw Off A CliffJack 28 60 35 Jay 23 80 69 JP 15 7 10 AJ 5 10 2 Kevin 20 2 0 Johnny5 46 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109224577604519901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/08/poll-results.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109224577604519901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109224577604519901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/08/poll-results.html' title='Poll Results'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109216396801687391</id><published>2004-08-10T14:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T14:52:48.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'>End Of Poll Soon</title><summary type='text'>Alright everyone, I've decided to shut down the polling after tonight (Tuesday), so if anyone wants to add any more votes, please do so.Our regular programming will return after these messages.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109216396801687391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/08/end-of-poll-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109216396801687391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109216396801687391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/08/end-of-poll-soon.html' title='End Of Poll Soon'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109149170586924051</id><published>2004-08-02T20:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T15:26:10.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's See What You Think Reloaded</title><summary type='text'>Ok, so I've made the girls list (in absolutely no particular order).  I had a whole set of criteria to make it democratic, and that generally held up, but I still had to make a choice or two.  If anyone wants off and another wants to be on in trade, then just post for removal and the next to comment after if they want in is in.  There were others I wish could've been included, but alas, I'm only </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109149170586924051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/08/lets-see-what-you-think-reloaded.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109149170586924051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109149170586924051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/08/lets-see-what-you-think-reloaded.html' title='Let&apos;s See What You Think Reloaded'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109109856728943682</id><published>2004-07-29T06:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T15:25:27.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's See What You Think</title><summary type='text'>A fun little poll for some people.  I had to exclude some just because I can't name everyone.  Enjoy.For the ladies:Who would you kiss (romance), who would you sleep with (carnal), and who would you throw off a cliff (self explanatory)?&lt;!----&gt;THIS IS WHERE THE POLLS USED TO BE.I'd do one about the girls, but I don't want to offend. The guys will take it humorously, or I can remove</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109109856728943682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/07/lets-see-what-you-think.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109109856728943682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109109856728943682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/07/lets-see-what-you-think.html' title='Let&apos;s See What You Think'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109092617626915582</id><published>2004-07-27T07:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T07:03:11.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning For Men</title><summary type='text'>I got this email awhile back, but I decided it's totally post-worthy.  I have no idea who authored it, but it sure wasn't me. Police are warning all men who frequent clubs, parties and local pubs to be alert and stay cautious when offered a drink from any woman. Many females use a date rape drug on the market called "Beer" to target unsuspecting men. The drug is generally found in liquid </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109092617626915582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/07/warning-for-men.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109092617626915582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109092617626915582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/07/warning-for-men.html' title='Warning For Men'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109088932545761143</id><published>2004-07-26T20:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T20:52:47.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'>QT</title><summary type='text'>My buddy and his wife came over today, and they brought their little pup.  Yellow lab, so small, she was playing with my two puppies and even took a dip in the pool.  She's a gutsy one, that Sasha. After awhile, she began shivering, so we wrapped her up in a towel, and my friend's wife was holding her.  I asked if she minded if I did it for awhile, and she happily obliged. There's nothing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109088932545761143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/07/qt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109088932545761143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109088932545761143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/07/qt.html' title='QT'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109045771885673892</id><published>2004-07-21T20:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T21:32:16.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping For Reasons</title><summary type='text'>I went to Super Stop and Shop today to return copious amounts of cans.  For those of you who aren't aware, in CT, you pay five cents per can as a deposit, and if you return them, you receive that money back.  So I horde a whole bunch and bring my garbage bags in to return 'em at the big grocery store. In there, I met an old man.  He was wearing a Connecticut Post baseball hat (one of the local </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109045771885673892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/07/shopping-for-reasons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109045771885673892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109045771885673892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/07/shopping-for-reasons.html' title='Shopping For Reasons'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109027681900130208</id><published>2004-07-19T18:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T18:41:40.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Reasons That Relationships Should Be Like A Cell Phone Plan</title><summary type='text'>I have numerous friends in relationships nowadays.  In fact, when I go out, I’m often the third or fifth wheel, which makes it necessary for me to be decently secure in the fact that I’m not a leper and don’t repel relationships.  But being in this position causes some great annoyances sometimes, and I’ve outlined a plan, a proposal if you will, to deal with this minor dilemma.     </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109027681900130208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/07/10-reasons-that-relationships-should.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109027681900130208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109027681900130208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/07/10-reasons-that-relationships-should.html' title='10 Reasons That Relationships Should Be Like A Cell Phone Plan'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109010233455141346</id><published>2004-07-17T18:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T18:25:25.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Political Quiz</title><summary type='text'>Some of you may know that I love to debate on politics.  Not argue, debate, but I was a little surprised about the answer to my test results. Here we go:  According to your answers, your political philosophy is: libertarian Libertarians support a great deal of liberty and freedom of choice in both personal and economic matters. They believe government's only purpose is to protect people </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109010233455141346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/07/political-quiz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109010233455141346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109010233455141346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/07/political-quiz.html' title='Political Quiz'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-109002336746928416</id><published>2004-07-16T20:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T20:31:10.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>By Request...</title><summary type='text'>&gt; Well, these are my girls.  Raven is the black one on the left, and Shadow is the yellow one on the right.  I took this today for everyone after the three of us had played frisbee for an hour or so.   Fun little tidbit: The girls love to play frisbee/catch.  Since Shadow is the older one, she tends to bully Raven a little when it comes to making catches or retrievals by land.  However, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/109002336746928416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/07/by-request.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109002336746928416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/109002336746928416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/07/by-request.html' title='By Request...'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-108993779072061115</id><published>2004-07-15T20:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T21:02:48.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Stories And Good Laughs Ease The Day On By</title><summary type='text'>Sorry I've been negligent to all those out there that visit, I just had my three moment happen the other day, and all that's gone down has stepped in and made me very weary.  A friend had a car wreck leaving my house, and I actually pulled her out of her car and rode in the ambulance.  Doctors sent her home, only she had a tear in her small intestine that required surgery a few days later.  Damn </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/108993779072061115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/07/good-stories-and-good-laughs-ease-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108993779072061115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108993779072061115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/07/good-stories-and-good-laughs-ease-day.html' title='Good Stories And Good Laughs Ease The Day On By'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-108921275549956045</id><published>2004-07-07T11:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T11:05:55.500-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...And Me</title><summary type='text'>Thanks for suggesting this personality test, hoss.  Here are my results:Wackiness: 68/100Rationality: 44/100Constructiveness: 74/100Leadership: 68/100 You are a WECL--Wacky Emotional Constructive Leader. This makes you a people's advocate. You are passionate about your causes, with a good heart and good endeavors. Your personal fire is contagious, and others wish they could be as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/108921275549956045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/07/and-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108921275549956045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108921275549956045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/07/and-me.html' title='...And Me'/><author><name>Griffer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6561759_d117a04024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-108914138134396997</id><published>2004-07-06T15:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-06T15:18:21.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting To Know Me</title><summary type='text'>Seeing Jay's post about the results of his personality test led me to the same place to see how I panned out.  Interesting little quiz, and a good laugh.  Enjoy my results and let me know what you all got if you go there.Wackiness: 46/100Rationality: 40/100Constructiveness: 46/100Leadership: 64/100 You are an SEDL--Sober Emotional Destructive Leader. This makes you a dictator. You prefer</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/108914138134396997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/07/getting-to-know-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108914138134396997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108914138134396997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/07/getting-to-know-me.html' title='Getting To Know Me'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-108846040093007870</id><published>2004-06-28T18:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T18:48:49.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...answers to the name Lucky...</title><summary type='text'>I remember this old joke, if that's one would call it, that brings an introverted chuckle out of me whenever it pops into my brain.  LOST: Dog with three legs, blind in right eye, half a tail, and recently castrated.  Answers to the name Lucky.I often think of that in hard times, because it keeps me grounded.  That poor bastard, can't even find his way home and has everything against him, yet</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/108846040093007870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/06/answers-to-name-lucky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108846040093007870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108846040093007870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/06/answers-to-name-lucky.html' title='...answers to the name Lucky...'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-108830812776007556</id><published>2004-06-26T23:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T20:32:36.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Things Happen In Threes</title><summary type='text'>The whole idea (superstition) that bad things happen in threes is beginning to take on a whole new meaning as of late. I don't mean to levy a whole bunch of melancholy on the masses, but for some reason, collecting my thoughts in front of the keyboard on daily basis is a wonderful form of catharsis for me lately. And because of the amount of stuff that is shifting its way upon my shoulders as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/108830812776007556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/06/bad-things-happen-in-threes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108830812776007556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108830812776007556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/06/bad-things-happen-in-threes.html' title='Bad Things Happen In Threes'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-108827249516489822</id><published>2004-06-26T13:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T14:09:17.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Do They Breed?</title><summary type='text'>The ignorance of people never ceases to amaze me.I was at the hospital yesterday because my Grandmother is in ICU.  Security at this hospital is remarkably lax, to the point of absurdity.  I think I've actually seen a security guard maybe three times in the few days I've been there.  Anyway, so my father and I are sitting in the ICU waiting room, which, when others are in there, tends to be a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/108827249516489822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/06/why-do-they-breed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108827249516489822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108827249516489822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/06/why-do-they-breed.html' title='Why Do They Breed?'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-108814833631499240</id><published>2004-06-25T00:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T03:58:27.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly, Fly Away</title><summary type='text'>I was reading a post at Leese's blog about airports and the emotional reaction and her childhood redux:To me, airports represent two kinds of emotions: joy and sadness. I get happy whenever I pick someone up from the airport. I get really sad whenever I have to drop someone off at the airport.It's a really insightful and well thought explained story.  On my side of things, airports have never</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/108814833631499240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/06/fly-fly-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108814833631499240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108814833631499240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/06/fly-fly-away.html' title='Fly, Fly Away'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-108757571474195136</id><published>2004-06-18T12:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T13:17:48.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that Confound ME (part 1)</title><summary type='text'>Good Afternoon, folks.  My compadre started up a little list last week, and now I'm'a bring my own, of things that just make me a wee bit flabbergasted and awestruck.  1.  It's one thing to create a motorcycle with a solid reputation for craftsmanship and beauty.  It's a completely different thing to make an impeccable paper-craft rendering of the motorcycle.  Now, That's love!2. We've all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/108757571474195136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/06/things-that-confound-me-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108757571474195136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108757571474195136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/06/things-that-confound-me-part-1.html' title='Things that Confound ME (part 1)'/><author><name>Griffer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6561759_d117a04024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-108730929349774673</id><published>2004-06-15T10:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T10:25:31.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Things That Counfound Me (Part 1)</title><summary type='text'>How is it that I’m single for quite a few years now, and I’m still giving out relationship advice that people heed and consider knowledgeable?  Wouldn’t it be more effective if, you know, I applied it to myself effectively?How is it that I can actually look at my watch three times before I actually remember the time, and when somebody asks me what time it is, I have to look again? (Would the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/108730929349774673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/06/things-that-counfound-me-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108730929349774673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108730929349774673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/06/things-that-counfound-me-part-1.html' title='Things That Counfound Me (Part 1)'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-108570429527330255</id><published>2004-05-27T20:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T20:32:42.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cell Spam, Celluar Spam, Text Message Spam: Keep Away From My Phone</title><summary type='text'>I have a lot of animosity towards spam.  It’s a basic nuisance that we all deal with, and wouldn’t be so bad if it didn’t take up a large part of your email box most of the time.  The horrible part is that spam continues to evolve.  There are spammers who offer free access to porn sites, and use the images that hotmail has for security as the signup key.  They then get the image code, enter it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/108570429527330255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/05/cell-spam-celluar-spam-text-message.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108570429527330255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108570429527330255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/05/cell-spam-celluar-spam-text-message.html' title='Cell Spam, Celluar Spam, Text Message Spam: Keep Away From My Phone'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-108523018689644666</id><published>2004-05-22T08:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T12:55:24.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent Conversations</title><summary type='text'>I think of myself as a generally honest, straightforward person.  Sure, sometimes I slip down the slope of moral corruption momentarily, but so do most (that slope is slippery!).  I always find, however, that the greater part of my dishonest side always shows itself when I see a friend I haven’t seen in awhile.  It's not, however, purposeful, but rather more of a reflex.  It comes from the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/108523018689644666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/05/silent-conversations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108523018689644666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108523018689644666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/05/silent-conversations.html' title='Silent Conversations'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-108515742909579621</id><published>2004-05-21T11:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T12:47:42.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Straw</title><summary type='text'>The Administration's Little Piggy house of cards, surely made of lesser stuff than even straw, has finally been blown completely over.  With the news today and yesterday that Ahmad Chalabi has passed pivotal U.S. intelligence to Iran, the cancer infecting the infrastructure of this mesmerizingly flawed WarHawk policy has finally metastasized.  Let's take a look:First, they pressed for war </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/108515742909579621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/05/last-straw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108515742909579621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108515742909579621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/05/last-straw.html' title='The Last Straw'/><author><name>Griffer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6561759_d117a04024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-108481552449448498</id><published>2004-05-17T12:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T13:38:44.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Creeds, Colors, Tastes and Tales</title><summary type='text'>There are certain rare occasions when my hometown NYC actually feels like a tight little community.  The cataclysm of 9/11 was one such event--the throngs united in grief and action.  Last year's rally against the war in Iraq and against the Bush Administration: hundreds of thousands taking to the Saturday streets to raise voice together: another such event.  Even the first day of this spring, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/108481552449448498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/05/creeds-colors-tastes-and-tales.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108481552449448498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108481552449448498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/05/creeds-colors-tastes-and-tales.html' title='Creeds, Colors, Tastes and Tales'/><author><name>Griffer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6561759_d117a04024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-108469337888965416</id><published>2004-05-16T03:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T04:24:21.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, I Took An Online Quiz On A Saturday Night</title><summary type='text'>I went out tonight to play some more pool, which only really lasted for a few moments.  I was told that my friend Alex had a blog, so I went to check it out, and I discovered another friend's (Matt's) blog, and that he had taken a few funny quizzes.  His results are rather amusing.  So I figured I would take a crack at it as well.  Here's what I got:Imagine this:&lt;!-- How You Kiss Quiz Results -</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/108469337888965416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/05/yes-i-took-online-quiz-on-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108469337888965416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108469337888965416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/05/yes-i-took-online-quiz-on-saturday.html' title='Yes, I Took An Online Quiz On A Saturday Night'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-108468256698681732</id><published>2004-05-16T00:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T00:42:46.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's A Year In Forever Redesign</title><summary type='text'>You might notice a little bit of difference in... ummm the entire site design.  This seems a lot more readable and a little more straightforward.  Considering how little you're allowed to modify things because of the template design, it's nice to have some rounded edges and things to work with.  A few little things to mention:I copied the relevant comments except for ones that didn't have any </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/108468256698681732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/05/whats-year-in-forever-redesign.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108468256698681732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108468256698681732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/05/whats-year-in-forever-redesign.html' title='What&apos;s A Year In Forever Redesign'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-108460821165047202</id><published>2004-05-15T04:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T04:03:31.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Skirt</title><summary type='text'>I’ve used aliases (bad ones) here for the sake of anonymity.I got a phone call from a girl tonight (no, that’s not so unusual), and she wanted to see if I wanted to go to a bar with them (a few girls) that’s 25 minutes from my house.  Granted, that doesn’t sound so bad, except for a few little factors:The bar is filled with people I don’t know, generally younger than I am, and they all look </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/108460821165047202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/05/short-skirt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108460821165047202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108460821165047202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/05/short-skirt.html' title='Short Skirt'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-108455307109758778</id><published>2004-05-14T11:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T04:06:38.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Horror Returned</title><summary type='text'>My compadre has officially encouraged me not to watch the video of Nicholas Berg's beheading, as it's proven to have caused nightmarish hauntings upon his psyche.  I saw stills and my imagination filled in the rest--the moving image of his head being severed, the sound of his curdling scream--and that might be enough for me.But it is not enough for me to sit and accept from the Department of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/108455307109758778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/05/horror-returned.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108455307109758778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108455307109758778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/05/horror-returned.html' title='The Horror Returned'/><author><name>Griffer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6561759_d117a04024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-108443533883363137</id><published>2004-05-13T04:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T13:21:54.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomnia</title><summary type='text'>I'm generally someone who sleeps very little for a multitude of reasons, but I'm adding this tidbit because it's different this time.  I'm afraid to sleep.The basic reason behind this is because of the video I watch today for my Where Is Your Rage article.  Let me make something decidely clear:DISCLAIMER: Do NOT watch the video!!!!I'm sure I'll be fine for those that feel that's of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/108443533883363137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/05/insomnia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108443533883363137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108443533883363137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/05/insomnia.html' title='Insomnia'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-108439312693213407</id><published>2004-05-12T13:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T16:29:53.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Is Your Rage?</title><summary type='text'>The contrasting viewpoint on Grife's article, The Horror...The Horror.Remember the SAT?  Morals are to war as oil is to water.  We, as a country, walk on a very slippery slope at this point in time.  With the mistreatment of prisoners, according to the Geneva Convention delineated rules of war, the public cries out about how inhumane we are being.Guess what?  I don’t blame anyone.  If I saw </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/108439312693213407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/05/where-is-your-rage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108439312693213407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108439312693213407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/05/where-is-your-rage.html' title='Where Is Your Rage?'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-108431091372347609</id><published>2004-05-11T17:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T12:24:09.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Horror... The Horror</title><summary type='text'>It's disturbing, to say the least, that the world is watching right now as photos and videos of our troops and commanders humiliating, sodomizing and torturing prisoners in captivity leak out.  The repercussions of this incredible travesty may very well echo out for untold lengths of time, as these indelible images (of "American inhumanity") burn into the psyche of detractors of American foreign </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/108431091372347609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/05/horror-horror.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108431091372347609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108431091372347609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/05/horror-horror.html' title='The Horror... The Horror'/><author><name>Griffer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6561759_d117a04024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-108383538278573566</id><published>2004-05-06T05:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T15:45:46.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Your Knowledge On Part II...</title><summary type='text'> Sun Microsystems is working on a 3D version of Linux called Project Looking Glass (you can see picture examples here if you’re too lazy to read).  I’ve been hoping for something like this for awhile.  Windows might finally have legitmate competition from Linux, and this might even persuade me to throw my copy of XP out the window (snare -&gt; crash). Update: 100 bar and restaurant owners gathered</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108383538278573566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108383538278573566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/05/get-your-knowledge-on-part-ii.html' title='Get Your Knowledge On Part II...'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-108262054233992180</id><published>2004-04-22T03:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T16:55:14.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Renaissance Men</title><summary type='text'>In the Renaissance era, which started in the 14th century in Italy and the 16th century in Europe, a Renaissance man was a person considered to be interested in and a master of many differing fields of “work and knowledge.”  However, as Wikepedia points out, “during the Renaissance, it was easier to be an expert in all fields, as the total sum of knowledge was considerably smaller than it is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/108262054233992180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/04/renaissance-men.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108262054233992180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108262054233992180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/04/renaissance-men.html' title='Renaissance Men'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-108197590690526851</id><published>2004-04-14T16:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T16:22:28.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Importance of Admitting Mistakes</title><summary type='text'>It seems to me that there are a few incontrovertible truths in this world--a few aside from all those many "everything is everything" and "the only constant is change" type dictums.  One truth is that truths of the nature about which I'm talking are somehow quite difficult to digest, and further, to practice.  The other truth is that sometimes, not all the time, but sometimes, admitting the error</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/108197590690526851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/04/importance-of-admitting-mistakes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108197590690526851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108197590690526851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/04/importance-of-admitting-mistakes.html' title='The Importance of Admitting Mistakes'/><author><name>Griffer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6561759_d117a04024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-108188014447154208</id><published>2004-04-13T14:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T14:19:39.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More a Retort than an Opening</title><summary type='text'>I'm delinquent, I know.  I should have started up with my boy, but I've had my head in the clouds.  The planet of communication (Mercury) has been in retrograde for a couple of weeks until today.  You know what that feels like.  All the voices in my head have been, until today, whispering sweet indecipherables into utterly clogged ears, and now, all of a sudden, today, like the Dolby Surround </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/108188014447154208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/04/more-retort-than-opening.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108188014447154208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108188014447154208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/04/more-retort-than-opening.html' title='More a Retort than an Opening'/><author><name>Griffer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6561759_d117a04024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-108097909987922148</id><published>2004-04-03T03:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T03:54:42.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Theron</title><summary type='text'>I've seen Sweet November a number of times now, and I grow more fond of it each time.  Not only is Charlize Theron criminally beautiful and the apex of my Hollywood adorations, the depth with which she plays her character is just extraordinary.She plays a free-spirited, material-shunning woman that offers a cynical, jaded man (Keanu Reeves) one month to "help" him essentially discover himself.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/108097909987922148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/04/sweet-theron.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108097909987922148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108097909987922148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/04/sweet-theron.html' title='Sweet Theron'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-108085638621451386</id><published>2004-04-01T17:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T17:56:35.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Your Knowledge On Part I...</title><summary type='text'>Cingular and ATT Wireless aren't waiting until their merger is complete to start blending their networks.  Good news for subscribers to each... I hope.  I'm an ATTWS subscriber.A friend of ours is in Kingdom Hospital (pictured here, on the left), which will start airing next week at 8pm on Thursdays, instead of its former 10pm Wednesday time.  A good move, perhaps, in that more people watch </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/108085638621451386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/04/get-your-knowledge-on-part-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108085638621451386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108085638621451386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/04/get-your-knowledge-on-part-i.html' title='Get Your Knowledge On Part I...'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-108085390721874626</id><published>2004-04-01T16:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T16:41:55.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Google, a.k.a. Big Brother?</title><summary type='text'>Google is beta testing a new free email webmail service.  They'll be offering 1 gigabyte of storage space, which is about 1,000 megabytes, searchable and all.  This is a very aggressive attack at Microsoft and Yahoo, no suprise.  But what once was once an affable business relationship with AOL now becomes a direct attack on their (AOL's) main cash cow.  Moo (boo hoo boo hoo).Google has been my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/108085390721874626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/04/google-aka-big-brother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108085390721874626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108085390721874626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/04/google-aka-big-brother.html' title='Google, a.k.a. Big Brother?'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-108010857607340012</id><published>2004-03-23T23:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T06:50:53.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FDA Wants Better Warnings</title><summary type='text'>Here we go with the whole chicken or the egg argument.  The FDA is asking the makers of ten different anti-depressant drugs to add or strengthen the warnings on their labels about potential suicidal side effects.  The primary drugs pinpointed are:Prozac (fluoxetine)Zoloft (sertaline)Paxil (paroxetine)Luvox (fluvoxamine)Celexa (citalopram)Lexapro (excitalopram)Wellbutrin (bupropion)Effexor</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/108010857607340012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/03/fda-wants-better-warnings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108010857607340012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/108010857607340012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/03/fda-wants-better-warnings.html' title='FDA Wants Better Warnings'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-107993629024242583</id><published>2004-03-22T01:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T19:15:01.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Smokers Phased Out... Again</title><summary type='text'>It's coming, and coming soon.  The dreaded smoking ban begins April 1st in Connecticut, and I, for one, am upset.Yes, I'm a smoker.  That states the obvious reason, but in reality, there are so many others.I have no dilemma with not smoking in a restaurant.  I can fully understand the aggravation of a non-smoker trying to eat and chewing down a large cloud of carbon monoxide.  I don't have a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/107993629024242583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/03/smokers-phased-out-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/107993629024242583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/107993629024242583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/03/smokers-phased-out-again.html' title='Smokers Phased Out... Again'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654011.post-107990864554685523</id><published>2004-03-21T17:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T17:41:08.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduction - Johnny 5</title><summary type='text'>Welcome to our slowly evolving discussion blog.  We will be conducting discussion about various topics in everday life here as the site evolves and the formatting works out.  We hope to create enlightening and inspiring debates and talks, and eventually allow others to add to our dialog.  As time evolves, we'll let you know more about us, and introduce you to the fun little game known debate.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/feeds/107990864554685523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/03/introduction-johnny-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/107990864554685523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654011/posts/default/107990864554685523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yearinforever.blogspot.com/2004/03/introduction-johnny-5.html' title='Introduction - Johnny 5'/><author><name>Johnny5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517630359903357625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.IMGSpot.com/u/2004/05/16/03/johnny_5-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
