<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-7713618</id><updated>2024-05-17T10:07:26.975-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Foggy Recollection</title><subtitle type='html'>Sometimes I try to remember what I did yesterday and then I remember it&#39;s the same garbage everyday</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default?alt=atom'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jaymez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06241124971364021719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7713618.post-114139846959198043</id><published>2006-03-03T10:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T09:20:30.575-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What, who, where, have you seen my shotgun?</title><summary type="text">Todays Quote:  When you&#39;re born, you&#39;re pure. Unspoiled and trusting. Some say it&#39;s the only time we&#39;re perfect. You&#39;re also born covered in blood and placenta. No one gets nostalgic about that.  - Titus from the TV show TitusI&#39;m tired. I&#39;m beyond tired. I&#39;m completely drained and stressed. I&#39;m not even quite sure how I am operating. If this is what our parents went through as they balanced work,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/feeds/114139846959198043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7713618/114139846959198043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/114139846959198043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/114139846959198043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-who-where-have-you-seen-my.html' title='What, who, where, have you seen my shotgun?'/><author><name>Jaymez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06241124971364021719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7713618.post-113050844565208956</id><published>2005-10-28T10:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T19:28:04.545-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever....</title><summary type="text">Today&#39;s Quote: For every winner, there are dozens of losers. Odds are you&#39;re one of them. - Despair.comI&#39;ve been a piss poor blogger. I&#39;m not sure if my apathy has gotten the best of me. Maybe work stress and raising the A-ren is finally starting to beat my energy level down. The problem is that when I stopped blogging I lost my outlet. Nowhere to vent or post drivel. I&#39;m wasting space....The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/feeds/113050844565208956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7713618/113050844565208956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/113050844565208956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/113050844565208956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/2005/10/whatever.html' title='Whatever....'/><author><name>Jaymez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06241124971364021719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7713618.post-111012375486794795</id><published>2005-03-06T10:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T19:28:04.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And I Ramble On....</title><summary type="text">You can&#39;t trample infidels when you&#39;re a tortoise. I mean, all you can do is give them a meaningful look. - Terry PratchettWielding his mighty scepter, the mighty A-Ren continues to spread fear throughout his land holdings. With just a flick of his wrist DVD&#39;s and books are lain astrewn like so many corpses on a battle field. Many a squeaky toy has been drooled on. I pity his feline subjects as I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/feeds/111012375486794795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7713618/111012375486794795' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/111012375486794795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/111012375486794795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/2005/03/and-i-ramble-on.html' title='And I Ramble On....'/><author><name>Jaymez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06241124971364021719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7713618.post-110822158113172426</id><published>2005-02-12T09:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T19:28:04.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Milk, Milk, Lemonade, Round the Corner Fudge Is Made</title><summary type="text">You can&#39;t be a real country unless you have a beer and an airline. It helps if you have some kind of a football team, or some nuclear weapons, but at the very least you need a beer. -- Frank ZappaHe crawls, he screams, he slaps Ben Stein on the TV screen...He&#39;s A-ren! That A-ren is one bad mother... Shut your mouth!How do you come back to blogging after not posting for a month and a half? Head </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/feeds/110822158113172426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7713618/110822158113172426' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/110822158113172426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/110822158113172426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/2005/02/milk-milk-lemonade-round-corner-fudge.html' title='Milk, Milk, Lemonade, Round the Corner Fudge Is Made'/><author><name>Jaymez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06241124971364021719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7713618.post-110389325695373099</id><published>2004-12-24T07:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T19:28:04.347-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Count Your Blessings</title><summary type="text">&quot;When his life was ruined, his family killed, his farm destroyed, Job knelt down on the ground and yelled up to the heavens, &quot;Why god? Why me?&quot; and the thundering voice of God answered, &quot;There&#39;s just something about you that pisses me off.&quot; - Stephen King. Greetings from the home of the ever famous A-ren. You may call him A-ren the cuddly. Oh but there is a second side to the A-ren. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/feeds/110389325695373099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7713618/110389325695373099' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/110389325695373099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/110389325695373099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/2004/12/count-your-blessings.html' title='Count Your Blessings'/><author><name>Jaymez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06241124971364021719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7713618.post-110268568765228860</id><published>2004-12-10T08:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T19:28:04.285-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And On This Day, A Child Was Born.....</title><summary type="text">Wisdom doesn&#39;t necessarily come with age. Sometimes age just shows up all by itself. ~Tom Wilson On this the day of my brother&#39;s birth (or birf if your so inclined to pronounce it) I do also bring about the rebirth of my blogging schedule. Today, the great Bicyclemark celebrates the ancient tradition of &quot;damn-those-college-freshman-are-getting-to-young-for-me&quot; day. This is a grand tradition </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/feeds/110268568765228860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7713618/110268568765228860' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/110268568765228860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/110268568765228860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/2004/12/and-on-this-day-child-was-born.html' title='And On This Day, A Child Was Born.....'/><author><name>Jaymez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06241124971364021719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7713618.post-109801426216521858</id><published>2004-10-17T07:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T19:28:04.209-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Honestly Don&#39;t Care</title><summary type="text">Why did you give me so much desire? When there is nowhere I can go to offload this desire - &quot;I Have Forgiven Jesus&quot; - MorrisseyFrustration is a curious feeling. It doesn&#39;t just denote a negative feeling. You can be frustrated about a love that puzzles you. You can be frustrated by a crossword puzzle that has you engrossed. You can be frustrated by any number of ridiculous little things in your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/feeds/109801426216521858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7713618/109801426216521858' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/109801426216521858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/109801426216521858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-honestly-dont-care.html' title='I Honestly Don&#39;t Care'/><author><name>Jaymez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06241124971364021719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7713618.post-109702431568752378</id><published>2004-10-05T20:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T19:28:04.141-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I&#39;m a Loner Dottie.... a Rebel!</title><summary type="text">Regrets are worthless, they misconstrue the past. - MidtownI became a hermit for a bit. I blame work mostly. In the end I figure I&#39;ll end up blaming myself but work will do for now as an escape. I felt the urge to write. A few times I even turned towards the computer to do it. I just couldn&#39;t bend myself to actually plug in, think about how I&#39;m feeling, and type away at the computer. Instead I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/feeds/109702431568752378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7713618/109702431568752378' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/109702431568752378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/109702431568752378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/2004/10/im-loner-dottie-rebel.html' title='I&#39;m a Loner Dottie.... a Rebel!'/><author><name>Jaymez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06241124971364021719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7713618.post-109580301422867299</id><published>2004-09-21T16:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T19:28:04.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitter Pill to Swallow</title><summary type="text">&quot;Our country was founded on a distrust of government. Our founding fathers gave power to the people to keep an eye on government. So when politicians say, Trust me, they&#39;re actually being very un-American.&quot;-- David Duchovny, Canadian actor, &quot;X Files&quot;I&#39;m having the sort of week where I want a refund from my place of employment for the piece of my soul that they took from me this week. The very</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/feeds/109580301422867299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7713618/109580301422867299' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/109580301422867299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/109580301422867299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/2004/09/bitter-pill-to-swallow.html' title='Bitter Pill to Swallow'/><author><name>Jaymez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06241124971364021719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7713618.post-109512329959435911</id><published>2004-09-13T20:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T19:28:04.014-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is This Me?</title><summary type="text">Xander: Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to anger. No, wait, hold on. Fear leads to hate, hate leads to the dark side. Hold on, no... First you get the women, then you get the money, then you... Okay, can we forget that?Buffy: Thanks for the Dada-ist pep talk. I feel much more abstract now.-Buffy the Vampire Slayer- Season 4 - The FreshmanYou&#39;ll have to excuse the lack of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/feeds/109512329959435911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7713618/109512329959435911' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/109512329959435911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/109512329959435911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/2004/09/is-this-me.html' title='Is This Me?'/><author><name>Jaymez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06241124971364021719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7713618.post-109432860618030030</id><published>2004-09-04T15:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T19:28:03.951-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Importance of Being Me</title><summary type="text">All change is a miracle to contemplate; but it is a miracle which is taking place every instant. - Henry David ThoreauMr. A-Ren has brought a lot of changes into my life. A change in schedule, alteration of responsibilities, added pressure, enormous joy, large sense of pride, elevated self-esteem, and a great feeling of self-worth. He has also given me reason to look back on my life and what I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/feeds/109432860618030030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7713618/109432860618030030' title='77 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/109432860618030030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/109432860618030030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/2004/09/importance-of-being-me.html' title='Importance of Being Me'/><author><name>Jaymez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06241124971364021719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>77</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7713618.post-109399427474030766</id><published>2004-08-31T18:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T19:28:03.877-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tough Times</title><summary type="text">Making the decision to have a child--It&#39;s momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body. ~ Elizabeth StoneIt&#39;s a difficult time in the home. Jennifer, my wife, begins work tomorrow after a 3 1/2 month layoff taking care of A-Ren. So A-Ren will have his first day of daycare tomorrow. Needless to say it has been a very difficult week. Although, I have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/feeds/109399427474030766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7713618/109399427474030766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/109399427474030766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/109399427474030766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/2004/08/tough-times.html' title='Tough Times'/><author><name>Jaymez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06241124971364021719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7713618.post-109356779133009987</id><published>2004-08-26T19:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T19:28:03.812-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Blogger!  Bad, Bad, Blogger!</title><summary type="text">&quot;I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by.&quot; - Douglas AdamsI&#39;m having one of those weeks where it feels like I&#39;m currently experiencing the longest Monday of my life. I swear I have a great excuse. See...I told you I had a great excuse.RNC (Republican National Convention) starts up in the coming days. Can&#39;t wait for all the news coverage from the protests. Makes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/feeds/109356779133009987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7713618/109356779133009987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/109356779133009987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/109356779133009987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/2004/08/bad-blogger-bad-bad-blogger.html' title='Bad Blogger!  Bad, Bad, Blogger!'/><author><name>Jaymez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06241124971364021719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7713618.post-109319082326610415</id><published>2004-08-22T11:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T19:28:03.752-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Measuring life by medals</title><summary type="text">If I had no sense of humor, I would long ago have committed suicide. - Mohandas GhandiAnother weekend, and nothing is accomplished except for avid Olympic viewing. Even Mr. A-Ren digs the Olympics (he seems to like boxing and volleyball the best). I watched more table tennis, badminton, and trampoline than any one human should be forced to endure. Thank god for soccer and beach volleyball. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/feeds/109319082326610415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7713618/109319082326610415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/109319082326610415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/109319082326610415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/2004/08/measuring-life-by-medals.html' title='Measuring life by medals'/><author><name>Jaymez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06241124971364021719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7713618.post-109292269466109140</id><published>2004-08-19T08:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T19:28:03.694-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snappy Titles Are Overrated</title><summary type="text">If someone kills someone thats murder you go to prison... you kill ten people you go to Texas they hit you with a brick, thats what they do. 20 people you go to a hospital and they look at you through a small window forever and over that we can&#39;t deal with it... ya know... someones killed a 100,000 people we&#39;re almost going WEEEEELL DONE! You&#39;ve killed a 100,000 people? You must get up very early</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/feeds/109292269466109140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7713618/109292269466109140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/109292269466109140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/109292269466109140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/2004/08/snappy-titles-are-overrated.html' title='Snappy Titles Are Overrated'/><author><name>Jaymez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06241124971364021719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7713618.post-109270508173622744</id><published>2004-08-16T20:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T19:28:03.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypnotized by Television</title><summary type="text">Television has brought back murder into the home...where it belongs.&quot;- Alfred HitchcockSo I&#39;m back from the family gathering weekend (wife&#39;s family by the way) otherwise known as pass the baby. Yes our dear infant was man handled by so many family members I&#39;m sure I will be called by Micheal Jackson&#39;s attorney as a character witness in his defense. This weekend will be my side of the family&#39;s </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/feeds/109270508173622744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7713618/109270508173622744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/109270508173622744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/109270508173622744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/2004/08/hypnotized-by-television.html' title='Hypnotized by Television'/><author><name>Jaymez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06241124971364021719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7713618.post-109232569189023867</id><published>2004-08-12T11:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T19:28:03.571-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Start Slow</title><summary type="text">I&#39;m a one-man idiot. - Eddie IzzardWelcome to my little corner of the blog world. If you have been following me over at Bicyclemark&#39;s Communique, welcome to the spin-off. I intend to continue the same brand of humor and in depth media coverage.The country is Greece. The city is Athens. The event is the Summer Olympics. My wife is looking forward to the gymnastics. I&#39;m looking forward to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/feeds/109232569189023867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7713618/109232569189023867' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/109232569189023867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/109232569189023867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/2004/08/start-slow.html' title='Start Slow'/><author><name>Jaymez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06241124971364021719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7713618.post-109050848666419558</id><published>2004-07-22T10:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T19:28:03.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And So it Begins....</title><summary type="text">I must say I&#39;m starting to enjoy this self publishing, self advertising, ego inflating, I&#39;m so important read me drivel.&amp;nbsp;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/feeds/109050848666419558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7713618/109050848666419558' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/109050848666419558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7713618/posts/default/109050848666419558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foggyrecollection.blogspot.com/2004/07/and-so-it-begins.html' title='And So it Begins....'/><author><name>Jaymez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06241124971364021719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>