<?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-5603350217675112611</id><updated>2024-09-04T18:37:52.933-04:00</updated><category term="Life."/><title type='text'>How the Blog was won.</title><subtitle type='html'>Beware: Odd things may happen ahead.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Funnyhair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172820190457676101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGgxl4jwF3E/SJ25Kxx1xUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bXZw-hpLA7c/s1600-R/100_5042%2B(2).JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603350217675112611.post-6443585528603831940</id><published>2011-05-16T21:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T21:11:16.024-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;There once was a man from Kazoo&lt;br /&gt;
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So they call him Timbuktu&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/feeds/6443585528603831940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5603350217675112611/6443585528603831940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/6443585528603831940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/6443585528603831940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/2011/05/there-once-was-man-from-kazoo-he-lived.html' title=''/><author><name>Funnyhair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172820190457676101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGgxl4jwF3E/SJ25Kxx1xUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bXZw-hpLA7c/s1600-R/100_5042%2B(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603350217675112611.post-7846190799398617401</id><published>2011-04-20T10:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T10:36:55.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The howling three.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;What can I say about the howling three? I mean its bad, got a lot of plot holes, and has bad editing and I mean really bad editing. The movie is about a bunch of marsupial people who transform in a&amp;nbsp;werewolf&amp;nbsp;under certain conditions. So the makes of the movie decide that this calls for&amp;nbsp;immediate&amp;nbsp;scientific study. then a bunch of people die during the study, so it must be a good idea to kill more scientists by sudying this thing.&lt;br /&gt;
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Then the scientist decides he wants to go and live in the woods, which totally makes perfect sense. Because it does not.&lt;br /&gt;
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I will not tell you any more of the plot, if you want that, you must go see the movie for yourself. What i will tell you is that this movie makes little sense. There are a lot of plot holes, and scenes that make little sense. Things are brought up and never &amp;nbsp;come up again. This movie also has&amp;nbsp;atrocious&amp;nbsp;acting. I hope no one in this movie ever got work again. If they did they must have forgotten this crap.&lt;br /&gt;
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This movie falls under the category of so bad its good, and&amp;nbsp;believe&amp;nbsp;me with some of the many cheese delivered lines, gaping plot holes, you are in for a night!&lt;br /&gt;
This movie is budget&amp;nbsp;friendly, and NOT public domain. I managed to find it at FYE for 2.89. Bargin quality for a bargain bin price! &lt;br /&gt;
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So there was Iceless Ice skating last night at curry. I wonder how that works, Cause you cannnot Ice Skate without Ice so what did they use, and where can I get some.&lt;br /&gt;
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I don&#39;t like things. They are taking up all the clean air in the world.&lt;br /&gt;
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Save the rainforest, Use metals.&lt;br /&gt;
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Thats all for today!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/feeds/359593215897145830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5603350217675112611/359593215897145830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/359593215897145830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/359593215897145830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-not-good-at-writing-essays-on-spot.html' title='I&#39;m not good at writing essays on the spot...'/><author><name>Funnyhair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172820190457676101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGgxl4jwF3E/SJ25Kxx1xUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bXZw-hpLA7c/s1600-R/100_5042%2B(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603350217675112611.post-5200335030776350847</id><published>2010-10-08T12:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T12:24:06.308-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Friday..... what do I do now?</title><content type='html'>So there is think link on my facebook, telling me to drive the BMW of tomorrow. I think I might drive that tomorrow. when tomorrow is today. I&#39;ll think about it at best.&lt;br /&gt;
It Occurs to me that i spend more time writing in this Blog than writing in this novel. oH WELL&amp;nbsp; i will have to change that.&lt;br /&gt;
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I wonder what the knights of the round table would think of monopoly. I wonder if they would like playing that.&lt;br /&gt;
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Thats it for todays blog. Join us again at the same time here tomorrow.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/feeds/5200335030776350847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5603350217675112611/5200335030776350847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/5200335030776350847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/5200335030776350847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-friday-what-do-i-do-now.html' title='Its Friday..... what do I do now?'/><author><name>Funnyhair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172820190457676101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGgxl4jwF3E/SJ25Kxx1xUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bXZw-hpLA7c/s1600-R/100_5042%2B(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603350217675112611.post-8678689244595485439</id><published>2010-10-07T17:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T17:31:02.975-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well my computer broke so it has been a while since I have last posted. but it seems people keep reading this, so keep at it. I love my classes. My roommate is sick so its been a little tough but I have a good immune system so that does not matter.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am putting off the Procrastinator meeting for another two months. I don&#39;t have the time for it. The new date of&amp;nbsp; it sometime in January. I am sorry if this Inconveniences anyone. &lt;br /&gt;
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Classes are going great. Lost the novel but then started rewriting and what I have written is so much better than what I had written before. Almost 2 pages done. Someday I will post a sample on here.&lt;br /&gt;
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Supermarkets fighting crime? Is your local one off crime fighting while you shop? Has it ever saved your life? This and more at 11.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/feeds/8678689244595485439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5603350217675112611/8678689244595485439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/8678689244595485439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/8678689244595485439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/2010/10/well-my-computer-broke-so-it-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Funnyhair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172820190457676101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGgxl4jwF3E/SJ25Kxx1xUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bXZw-hpLA7c/s1600-R/100_5042%2B(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603350217675112611.post-8355916862149362773</id><published>2010-09-04T19:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T19:51:52.101-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got my revision of the Prologue done. Watched some movies last night, talked with some friends today.&amp;nbsp; Very productive. I did not get as much done of my novel as I would have liked, but hopefully within the next 5 hours I will more done. &lt;br /&gt;
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I wonder if Doctor who listens to The Who? I wonder if The Who watch Doctor Who? I wonder if Doctor Who could go back in time and become a member of The Who?&lt;br /&gt;
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Are you tired of sitting in a chair? Are your bored with everyday life? Do you need some sort of miracle drug? Find out more at 4:21</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/feeds/8355916862149362773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5603350217675112611/8355916862149362773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/8355916862149362773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/8355916862149362773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/2010/09/got-my-revision-of-prologue-done.html' title=''/><author><name>Funnyhair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172820190457676101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGgxl4jwF3E/SJ25Kxx1xUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bXZw-hpLA7c/s1600-R/100_5042%2B(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603350217675112611.post-4804775748977556594</id><published>2010-09-03T22:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T22:15:37.835-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate doing things with large groups. So much for the first movie night of the year. Everyone is just really&amp;nbsp; fooling around and being loud and I font think anything is going to be done. Anyway, this is probably why I don&#39;t have a date, because I just sit here and blog or on my computer all day. I didn&#39;t even get to finish my book. Perhaps later tonight. &lt;br /&gt;
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I wonder if while filming singing in the rain Gene Kelly got a dry cleaning bill for the suit he ruins? I wonder if they edited out because they thought if it would be uninteresting. I know I as a Free thinker and a Jew&amp;nbsp; would find it fascinating. &lt;br /&gt;
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Are Hurricanes invading new york? Can Hugh Marlowe save them? Is the same thing happening in your home? Mass extinction theatens earth, how do we get the weapon out of his hand? This and much more happening at 3:15</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/feeds/4804775748977556594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5603350217675112611/4804775748977556594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/4804775748977556594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/4804775748977556594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-hate-doing-things-with-large-groups.html' title=''/><author><name>Funnyhair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172820190457676101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGgxl4jwF3E/SJ25Kxx1xUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bXZw-hpLA7c/s1600-R/100_5042%2B(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603350217675112611.post-4030114424290985562</id><published>2010-09-02T22:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T22:08:06.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>short</title><content type='html'>Blog today because I&#39;m tired. Its been a long day.&lt;br /&gt;
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Please click the links on the sides and help me fund my adventures!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/feeds/4030114424290985562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5603350217675112611/4030114424290985562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/4030114424290985562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/4030114424290985562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/2010/09/short.html' title='short'/><author><name>Funnyhair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172820190457676101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGgxl4jwF3E/SJ25Kxx1xUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bXZw-hpLA7c/s1600-R/100_5042%2B(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603350217675112611.post-1403724277922014353</id><published>2010-09-01T23:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T23:51:52.478-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the most vunber time.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday me and my boys was a walking down the street. And after singing do-wah-diddy-diddy-dum-diddy-do, we decided to go to our favorite pub. Now you got tah understand, this is our favorite pub for a reason. For yah see, my pal jimmy kinda runs the place, and we get free drinks for all of the boys. It&#39;s ours, and everyone else gots tah pay double price for drinks. They keep coming back cause they are so good.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now on this day, things were different. You see we was taking a new path down to the the bar, and out of no where, like some kinda magic, this Yeti comes up to me and was all like &#39;yo.&#39; So I shot him.&lt;br /&gt;
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Yetis talking like men? People stopping to smell the roses? Can people believe it actually is butter, this and more at 11</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/feeds/1403724277922014353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5603350217675112611/1403724277922014353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/1403724277922014353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/1403724277922014353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/2010/09/variation-on-hilarious-trotsky.html' title='the most vunber time.'/><author><name>Funnyhair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172820190457676101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGgxl4jwF3E/SJ25Kxx1xUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bXZw-hpLA7c/s1600-R/100_5042%2B(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603350217675112611.post-6244015045558922560</id><published>2010-08-31T21:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T21:12:18.182-04:00</updated><title type='text'>College Life</title><content type='html'>Not much time to Blog today, Quite a busy schedule. Hopefully more on the weekend. I am officially in school mode, and had a thousand things to do today, and got all but one done.&amp;nbsp; Oh well. Hopefully tomorrow will not be hectic. Everything was fun today and I had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;
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Did you ever wonder if there really are Monsters, or rather little gnomes under your bed? Thing tend to go missing from there all of the time. Are there also little gnomes that eat your socks? They always tend to go missing all the time, and you can never find them. I wonder if there is a land full of socks that you go to when you die, where you can get them back.&lt;br /&gt;
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Are you tired? Do you often tend to sleep? How many wood chucks does it take to chuck wood? Where hangars come from, the True story of the ides of march, and how cookies are responsible for the Bolshlevik revolution tonight at 11:27</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/feeds/6244015045558922560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5603350217675112611/6244015045558922560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/6244015045558922560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/6244015045558922560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/2010/08/college-life.html' title='College Life'/><author><name>Funnyhair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172820190457676101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGgxl4jwF3E/SJ25Kxx1xUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bXZw-hpLA7c/s1600-R/100_5042%2B(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603350217675112611.post-2370287310348893248</id><published>2010-08-30T12:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T12:11:54.831-04:00</updated><title type='text'>College. Day one.</title><content type='html'>Well I&#39;m all unpacked and the shenanigans have already begun, It&#39;s like we had never left! Well now that I am here in college, I will have time to do more things. Though my schedule is kind of busy I will still find time to Blog here. I need to the money after all. well anyway, my first night was good I slept well, though I had the oddest dreams.&lt;br /&gt;
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So I had a good breakfast and hung out with my friends. which was nice. And I got some reading done,&amp;nbsp; ill start the first class of the last year as a college student! Acting for the Camera, best bet is, I&#39;m going to be doing alot of the&amp;nbsp; camera work.&lt;br /&gt;
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Wow, today&#39;s blog is boring, I guess I&#39;m so distracted with otherthing i cant find anything clever to write about. Oh well, hopefully they will come back soon!&lt;br /&gt;
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Are Owls taking over neighborhoods and spreading wisdom to young children? Is pig good to eat? How many onions does it take for one to spontaneous combust? This and more at 11!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/feeds/2370287310348893248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5603350217675112611/2370287310348893248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/2370287310348893248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/2370287310348893248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/2010/08/college-day-one.html' title='College. Day one.'/><author><name>Funnyhair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172820190457676101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGgxl4jwF3E/SJ25Kxx1xUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bXZw-hpLA7c/s1600-R/100_5042%2B(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603350217675112611.post-6259929464499491040</id><published>2010-08-28T08:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T08:58:21.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The last day of summer.</title><content type='html'>I&#39;m back from, beautiful, sunny, Puerto Rico! We stayed at the El Conquistador Hotel. I got a lot of great pictures, which I will upload to Facebook when I get around to it.&amp;nbsp; I missed a lot apparently, but that is ok, because I leave for college tomorrow, which is something to look forward to doing. I&#39;m so excited to see everyone again! Oh, and while I was there, I got many great ideas for my novel. Call it a productive trip.&lt;br /&gt;
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Summer is finally coming to a close, which sucks. I mean I get to see all my college friends, but I will end up missing all my old high school friends. On top of that I have to take the GED, a test which I have no time to study for, and get things ready for grad school. Oh well, I will think of something.&lt;br /&gt;
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Did you ever wonder whats going to happen to cellular phones, they do so many things now I&#39;m surprised they can still make calls. One day someone is going to release a Call less phone, its going to have&amp;nbsp; like half a million apps, and texting, but no calls. That will be a day to remember.&lt;br /&gt;
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I wonder how much schools of fish actually learn?&lt;br /&gt;
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Horror movies come to life? Are you suffering from Count Chocula withdrawals?&amp;nbsp; Can watching TV at 3 am increase your life span? These and many more at 3 A.M.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/feeds/6259929464499491040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5603350217675112611/6259929464499491040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/6259929464499491040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/6259929464499491040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/2010/08/last-day-of-summer.html' title='The last day of summer.'/><author><name>Funnyhair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172820190457676101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGgxl4jwF3E/SJ25Kxx1xUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bXZw-hpLA7c/s1600-R/100_5042%2B(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603350217675112611.post-8784126533847114081</id><published>2010-08-20T11:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T11:36:57.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5, The coverage.</title><content type='html'>So Yesterday, being the absolute klutz that I am , I actually managed to figure out that you can follow your own blog. So I suppose after I finish following this, I am going to go to my dashboard and see this as a new blog.&amp;nbsp; Oh well. It will be entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;
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Someone Told me 3-D movies are the wave of the future.&amp;nbsp; Considering there were movies in the 50&#39;s that were in 3-D, their future has come and gone. True story.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fun stuff today Playing some Rock band, and hanging out before I leave for Puerto Rico. I want school to start soon.&lt;br /&gt;
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This just in: Cardinals in Arizona, &amp;nbsp; Is it a sign of something to come? This and Giants in New york at 10</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/feeds/8784126533847114081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5603350217675112611/8784126533847114081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/8784126533847114081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/8784126533847114081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-5-coverage.html' title='Day 5, The coverage.'/><author><name>Funnyhair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172820190457676101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGgxl4jwF3E/SJ25Kxx1xUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bXZw-hpLA7c/s1600-R/100_5042%2B(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603350217675112611.post-7150310886807793328</id><published>2010-08-19T12:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T20:40:58.645-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was watching &#39;The Daily Show&#39; and they started talking about the Tea Party. First of all, how good is the tea, and are there any Mad Hatters. Do you think they would be angry if I showed up, to a rally,  dressed as one? who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..... Life is good. An I&#39;m going back to college soon! There will be more to blog about once I am there. Especially about theater stuff.  And stuff that happens in the suite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here&#39;s another thought: If hippos are such territorial and violent creatures, Why would someone want one for Christmas? Maybe being Jewish, and having a lack of Hannukah songs, I cant really judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to fix some things with the Novel, made very little progress. Hopefully more tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad uses Windex to kill flies, Story at 11.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/feeds/7150310886807793328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5603350217675112611/7150310886807793328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/7150310886807793328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/7150310886807793328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-was-watching-daily-show-and-they.html' title=''/><author><name>Funnyhair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172820190457676101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGgxl4jwF3E/SJ25Kxx1xUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bXZw-hpLA7c/s1600-R/100_5042%2B(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603350217675112611.post-7107264266705438731</id><published>2010-08-18T11:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T13:32:24.458-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So today, My friend Apologized! Hooray. It doesn&#39;t matter, I wasn&#39;t angry anymore. I woke up early to get some breakfast and pick up my dad, who was getting his car serviced. It was cool, and fun we went out for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, things are going well, but the Bitch my mother lives with is driving me nuts.  I hate her and I want her to leave. I am on the verge of leaving my house for good, as long as she is still there.  this has happened before, But i stayed for my sister, who was nine. She had just seen her father leave, I didn&#39;t want to scare her by my leaving. She old enough now to understand what is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some more done of my novel, I will post an excerpt at some point. I am currently going through Going Postal,  and hopfully can get to the other books that I bought later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also think that if the Kardashian&#39;s picked up a book once in a while, maybe they wouldn&#39;t be so dumb.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/feeds/7107264266705438731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5603350217675112611/7107264266705438731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/7107264266705438731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/7107264266705438731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-today-my-friend-apologized-hooray.html' title=''/><author><name>Funnyhair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172820190457676101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGgxl4jwF3E/SJ25Kxx1xUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bXZw-hpLA7c/s1600-R/100_5042%2B(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603350217675112611.post-1835672652594383875</id><published>2010-08-17T16:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T16:33:21.139-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life."/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really hate it when these things happen. You make Plans with someone and and everything&#39;s all set, and then, come the day ytou make plans, the person you are trying to reach has suddenly vanished and doesn&#39;t show up. So I waste all this time, calling and waiting around for things to happen. Why don&#39;t you just call so I can get on with my life.  This is partially why I broke up with my ex. On top of that, the person didn&#39;t even realize that they forgot the plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, someone posted a video song about author Ray Bradbury. As a Bradbury fan, this has cheered me up tremendously. I even pulled out and found some of my old books of his that i wanted to reread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On bad note I accidentally lost most of my novel. On a good note, I am managing to re write most of it, and it is coming out better, with changes that I was going to make anyway. So thats coming along fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave for Puerto Rico soon, so when I&#39;m there I won&#39;t be posting. Hopefully I will post more when I get back to college.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/feeds/1835672652594383875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5603350217675112611/1835672652594383875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/1835672652594383875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/1835672652594383875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-really-hate-it-when-these-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Funnyhair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172820190457676101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGgxl4jwF3E/SJ25Kxx1xUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bXZw-hpLA7c/s1600-R/100_5042%2B(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603350217675112611.post-8012822734444577192</id><published>2010-07-28T17:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T17:56:52.165-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, its been a while since I really posted. I&#39;m really new to the whole blogging thing, and I hope to be blogging here more often. I like to write, so this will be fun. I&#39;m working on a novel, but there isn&#39;t much done yet, maybe ill post some samples here. Anyway, I&#39;m going to talking about life, and its many roads, twists and turns.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/feeds/8012822734444577192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5603350217675112611/8012822734444577192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/8012822734444577192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/8012822734444577192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-its-been-while-since-i-really-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Funnyhair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172820190457676101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGgxl4jwF3E/SJ25Kxx1xUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bXZw-hpLA7c/s1600-R/100_5042%2B(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603350217675112611.post-8867082394358638705</id><published>2008-08-09T11:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T11:14:27.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'>how many hippos make tuna casserole?</title><content type='html'>With this day and age ive seen some changes going on in peoples lives. And its not the economic situation, its the way people dress. They dress like the type of music that they listen too. All i can ever/ have ever asked is why? Sure i used to dress like a punk, or for my suffern friends, the fonz. But just because i dressed like a punk dosent mean that all i listen to was punk. I see all this kids dressing like the icons that they see in the music world. But why do you have to dress like them. And what if you like more than one type of music? Are uyou supposed to dress like both of those. I guess i should war a leather jacket cowboy pants a and cowboy boots then, cause i like country. If this is the case, what do nudist listen to? nothing?I never really understood what dressing yourself has to do with the music industry. It always seemed farfetched. And yet, kids get made fun of because they listen to folk music or country. Why can people just accept that thier not always right, what they listen to is not What should be listened to by everyone. But thats they way it seems, people have to listen to ONLY one genre of music, metal heads can olny listen to metal, or kids think it cool to listen to just rock. And the occasional nudist listens to tales of the naked beach a folk/ metal band called the nudie boys.I once asked a metal head why metal was the greatest thing ever. He simply responded with&quot; it connects to people, and can helps them when there feelimng depressed.&quot; Then when i asked him about country music, which is equally, if not more depressing than metal, i got no response. If you want proof that country is depressing download some songs by johnny cash, especially then man in black song. he can really connect to people, and i once actually got depressed listening to one of his songs. When in school i got made fun of for liking weird al yankovic, i could tell and thats all, sure the song dare to be stupid, dosent exactly connect to me, but if i enjoy his songs, and he makes me laugh should i get made fun of for it?I like to search for answers to relativle simple questions. Thins question while relativly simple, seems to me that no one can answer. I guess in order to find the answer to this one, i&#39;ll have to go where no man has gone before, the women&#39;s rest room.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/feeds/8867082394358638705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5603350217675112611/8867082394358638705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/8867082394358638705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/8867082394358638705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-many-hippos-make-tuna-casserole.html' title='how many hippos make tuna casserole?'/><author><name>Funnyhair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172820190457676101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGgxl4jwF3E/SJ25Kxx1xUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bXZw-hpLA7c/s1600-R/100_5042%2B(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603350217675112611.post-5594603454637513809</id><published>2008-08-09T11:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T11:13:59.424-04:00</updated><title type='text'>riding a bike with a red dress on</title><content type='html'>Life is short. And what do you get out of it? Death? Nothing? Yes i&#39;ll admit life sucks, for many people its very rushed. Why does life have to be fast paced? why cant we just relax? I recently met with quozar head of the intelligence of jingdin, conviently located on the other side of the space and time continum. Very fun guy, he likes swiss cheese and nachoes. Quorzar and I talked for a good while and we came to one conclusion, and that is we don&#39;t know. We dont know why america is so rushed.&lt;br /&gt;It seems today that people dont know how to relax. And the media makes it seem like you can only rest on some resort that costs $200 a night. Layijng out in your back yard enjoying the breeze on your skin, and the fresh air in your lungs. Quorzar always commented on the air quality here and was about to give me the ultimate way to relax, when all of the sudden his home country was attacked by the Super Mario Brothers, and he vanished.&lt;br /&gt;Quorzar got me thinking about about the end, what heaven is like, or if your an athiest, the nothingness at the end of life. In Quorzars case its a magical giant doughnut land, where when you you die, you are given 37 doughnuts of the flavor of your choice. the whole world is made out of doughnuts. And that really got me thinking, about red dresses. Why is it that so many people wear them? Are they stylish? are they cool?&lt;br /&gt;And what it is cool? why is it that kids who dont like what you like arent cool? For that matter can anyone tell you what is cool? Why is it that the kids who do school plays, who can act, sing, dance and are incredibly talented are made fun of by kids who do nothing but sit around smoke pot, and talk about how much theier lives suck? Why are the kids who have all these talents, made fun of by kids who dont have any? Who is to say whats in style, and who is to say who going to make you look bad if you go out with them? If they treat you well, and have many things in common shouldn&#39;t they be together.&lt;br /&gt;So slowly i hang up my red dress in my closet , where it will of until i see fit to take it out again. The dress is too small on me, and it makes me look fat.  And i cant really ride a bike with a dress on now can i? my body isnt made for it. neither was it made to waer dresses.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/feeds/5594603454637513809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5603350217675112611/5594603454637513809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/5594603454637513809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603350217675112611/posts/default/5594603454637513809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippobike.blogspot.com/2008/08/riding-bike-with-red-dress-on.html' title='riding a bike with a red dress on'/><author><name>Funnyhair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172820190457676101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGgxl4jwF3E/SJ25Kxx1xUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bXZw-hpLA7c/s1600-R/100_5042%2B(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>