<?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-18536835</id><updated>2025-08-31T05:11:07.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miroslav&#39;s Musings</title><subtitle type='html'>My thoughts expressed... nothing more, nothing less.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;Finding my way in a &lt;b&gt;Dark Night of the Soul&lt;/b&gt; since 2005.&quot;&lt;/em&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default?alt=atom'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default?alt=atom&amp;start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Miroslav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681654187117784478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5917/1816/320/getmsg.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>211</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18536835.post-116276028214732812</id><published>2006-11-06T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T20:20:48.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PAUSE</title><summary type="text">One full year ago this day,words poured forth. So much to say,I was compelled to start this blogto help find my way through the fog.Tortured nights, chaotic thoughts,and enumerable &#39;shoulds&#39; and &#39;oughts&#39;pushed me towards insanity ...exposed my unescapable humanity.Days went by, and then several weeks.I received encouragement and tough critiques.Months then passed, and now a yearand that Saving </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/116276028214732812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/18536835/116276028214732812' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/116276028214732812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/116276028214732812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/2006/11/pause.html' title='PAUSE'/><author><name>Miroslav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681654187117784478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5917/1816/320/getmsg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18536835.post-116251128100413958</id><published>2006-11-02T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T15:48:52.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Humor ...</title><summary type="text">For some reason, this little snipet under the headline &quot;U.S. officer: Iraqi army lacks discipline&quot; (from CNN.com) made me crack up laughing:&quot;Iraqi soldiers being trained by American military advisers go on rampages, flee from dangerous situations and waste ammunition in undisciplined bursts of fire at any provocation, according to an account in a U.S. Army journal.&quot;Something tells me the training</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/116251128100413958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/18536835/116251128100413958' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/116251128100413958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/116251128100413958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/2006/11/humor.html' title='Humor ...'/><author><name>Miroslav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681654187117784478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5917/1816/320/getmsg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18536835.post-116172516103416469</id><published>2006-10-24T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T14:27:47.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miroslav Junkies</title><summary type="text">Ok.You already know &#39;What I&#39;m Listening To Nowadays&#39;.You already know &#39;100 Things About Me&#39;.Now... fresh off the grill ... for all of you Miroslav Junkies out there who want to know everything Miroslav related 24/7: &#39;What I&#39;m Eating&#39;Stalkers.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/116172516103416469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/18536835/116172516103416469' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/116172516103416469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/116172516103416469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/2006/10/miroslav-junkies.html' title='Miroslav Junkies'/><author><name>Miroslav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681654187117784478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5917/1816/320/getmsg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18536835.post-116076936541653573</id><published>2006-10-13T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T12:56:05.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just one word.</title><summary type="text">Ok. So my little sister sent me an email-game-thing yesterday that I thought would be fun to post here. I&#39;m gonna tweak the rules a bit to make it interesting.&quot;Describe me in one word ... JUST ONE WORD.&quot;To make it a little more fun (and less ME centered), how about you post a one word description of me, and then give me two words that describe yourself.Your comment should look like this:Miroslav </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/116076936541653573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/18536835/116076936541653573' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/116076936541653573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/116076936541653573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/2006/10/just-one-word.html' title='Just one word.'/><author><name>Miroslav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681654187117784478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5917/1816/320/getmsg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18536835.post-115984618348296618</id><published>2006-10-02T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:52:26.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Straight out of O</title><summary type="text">&quot;O, The Oprah Magazine&quot; has a very interesting article in it this month entitled &quot;What Adam and Eve Didn&#39;t Tell You&quot; by Irwin Kula, &#39;an eighth-generation rabbi, author of the just-published Yearning: Embracing the Sacred Messiness of Life.&#39; (O, October 2006, pg. 316).Some choice snipits:Almost along the lines of what I&#39;ve been writing about this past week, and similar to the idea that &quot;Safety can</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/115984618348296618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/18536835/115984618348296618' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115984618348296618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115984618348296618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/2006/10/straight-out-of-o.html' title='Straight out of O'/><author><name>Miroslav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681654187117784478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5917/1816/320/getmsg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18536835.post-115963039395031840</id><published>2006-09-30T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T08:41:44.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaking of Kindness</title><summary type="text">In my last post, I mentioned my weakness of character when it comes to kindness to others in day to day interactions. I consider myself fairly loving, and go-the-extra-mile when it comes to BIG stuff (ie. crisis, need a friend to talk, need help moving, etc.), but I tend to be blunt and borderline rude in normal conversations... even with my friends (I&#39;m probably being too generous to myself here</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/115963039395031840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/18536835/115963039395031840' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115963039395031840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115963039395031840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/2006/09/speaking-of-kindness.html' title='Speaking of Kindness'/><author><name>Miroslav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681654187117784478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5917/1816/320/getmsg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18536835.post-115924037936362554</id><published>2006-09-25T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T17:15:34.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TrueLife</title><summary type="text">&quot;I wish I could be as honest as you; but my family might not like it.&quot;~ Anonymous, 2006My first response, &quot;What does your family liking it have to do with the matter? Do you want them to like YOU, or false projection that you give them of who you think you should be? How sad if you content yourself with the latter. And let us suppose that an honest self assessment is given. Suppose you don&#39;t like</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/115924037936362554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/18536835/115924037936362554' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115924037936362554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115924037936362554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/2006/09/truelife.html' title='TrueLife'/><author><name>Miroslav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681654187117784478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5917/1816/320/getmsg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18536835.post-115889147618311108</id><published>2006-09-21T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T13:50:16.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T W O</title><summary type="text">1) Great idea over at Thinking Out Loud, a friend&#39;s blog. Go check out his recent post and chime in if you are an old (or current) NH&#39;er!2) I&#39;m playin&#39; Mr. Mom again from 9/22 - 9/26. Just me and the kids. If you want to play, call me. We will be bored. I may be losing my mind. I might desperately need your help. Any time. Day or night. Please.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/115889147618311108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/18536835/115889147618311108' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115889147618311108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115889147618311108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/2006/09/t-w-o.html' title='T W O'/><author><name>Miroslav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681654187117784478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5917/1816/320/getmsg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18536835.post-115869613054384955</id><published>2006-09-19T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T13:02:10.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another movie night...</title><summary type="text">I&#39;m gonna&#39; do another movie at my house. All are welcome to come watch a movie called &quot;The Secret&quot;. I&#39;m thinking Friday, October 13th around 7:00pmish. I had a great email conversation with somebody recently and he holds to a belief that the power of our imagination is a vastly untapped resource. I was curious enough to buy the DVD. Anybody interested?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/115869613054384955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/18536835/115869613054384955' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115869613054384955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115869613054384955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/2006/09/another-movie-night.html' title='Another movie night...'/><author><name>Miroslav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681654187117784478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5917/1816/320/getmsg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18536835.post-115862349282249685</id><published>2006-09-18T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T16:51:32.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A week.</title><summary type="text">I wonder what a week without analyzing everything would be like. I&#39;m gonna try it. From today on, no more in depth conversations with my wife trying to psychoanalyze each other, ... no more trying to figure out the meaning of life, ... and no more scrutinizing every action I take in life. I&#39;m just gonna&#39; take a big deep breath and live.Feeling better already.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/115862349282249685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/18536835/115862349282249685' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115862349282249685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115862349282249685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/2006/09/week.html' title='A week.'/><author><name>Miroslav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681654187117784478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5917/1816/320/getmsg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18536835.post-115782777189371869</id><published>2006-09-12T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T22:50:54.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Things About Me</title><summary type="text">I have finally gotten around to the obligatory &#39;100 Things About Me&#39; post... it was actually kind of fun putting it together.If you have some time to kill ... Click here to read the list!Family History:1) I am the only child conceived by my mother and father.2) I have an older brother, born of my mother ... adopted by my father.3) My parents, who had married as newly born again ex-hippies, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/115782777189371869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/18536835/115782777189371869' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115782777189371869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115782777189371869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/2006/09/100-things-about-me.html' title='100 Things About Me'/><author><name>Miroslav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681654187117784478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5917/1816/320/getmsg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18536835.post-115684084292015393</id><published>2006-09-11T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T22:28:19.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ricknauth Jaggernauth</title><summary type="text">I never met Ricknauth Jaggernauth. Had our paths in life crossed, we may have shared no more than a casual hello. He was a working man. A man&#39;s man. Worked with his hands. Enjoyed cold beers. Ricknauth was a Hindu. He was from a far off land. A country I couldn&#39;t point out on a map. Not even if you narrowed it down to the continent.From Legacy.com:&quot;Every day when he came home to Brooklyn from his</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/115684084292015393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/18536835/115684084292015393' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115684084292015393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115684084292015393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/2006/09/ricknauth-jaggernauth.html' title='Ricknauth Jaggernauth'/><author><name>Miroslav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681654187117784478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5917/1816/320/getmsg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18536835.post-115749166501595191</id><published>2006-09-05T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T17:03:23.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons from the checkout line</title><summary type="text">The magazines all lined up so pretty like ... what do they tell me?Skin Deep Pockets1) We like beautiful people.2) We like rich and successful people.3) It is in that order...4) Nice, kind, generous, and spiritual people don&#39;t get much props. They are more like a novelty item to keep it fresh.5) We are fascinated with beautiful and rich people&#39;s lives, even though their life experience mirrors </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/115749166501595191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/18536835/115749166501595191' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115749166501595191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115749166501595191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/2006/09/lessons-from-checkout-line.html' title='Lessons from the checkout line'/><author><name>Miroslav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681654187117784478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5917/1816/320/getmsg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18536835.post-115740866900992563</id><published>2006-09-04T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T15:25:48.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Immigration Solution</title><summary type="text">While at the park today with some family, we saw a pro-illegal immigration rally. Apparently, we are not going to stop them from coming and we aren&#39;t going to send them back. And really, when you stop and think about the circumstances, how could we (both morally and practically)? This is the best opportunity for freedom, health, and escape from poverty that many of these people have. So how about</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/115740866900992563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/18536835/115740866900992563' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115740866900992563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115740866900992563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/2006/09/immigration-solution.html' title='Immigration Solution'/><author><name>Miroslav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681654187117784478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5917/1816/320/getmsg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18536835.post-115683521372360020</id><published>2006-08-29T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T22:49:14.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not too shabby.</title><summary type="text">Spent the last two three four hours sitting in front of my computer browsing old digital photos that we have stored. Picture after picture brought back so many great memories. I&#39;m sitting here laughing aloud... and then sighing deeply as I watch my children grow up with the spin of the mousewheel. Today Samuel got slammed in the head with a soccer ball at practice. Sent him in to the air with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/115683521372360020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/18536835/115683521372360020' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115683521372360020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115683521372360020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/2006/08/not-too-shabby.html' title='Not too shabby.'/><author><name>Miroslav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681654187117784478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5917/1816/320/getmsg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18536835.post-115645893705301817</id><published>2006-08-24T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T15:37:24.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning</title><summary type="text">The Master Kat tells me that it is better to sail on the wrong boat, under the wrong flag, than no ship at all. He tells me that going through the wrong gateway, even with the pain and death that may accompany such a choice, is preferable to the slow and agonizing death that a life of paralysis promises. Something, even the wrong thing ... is better than nothing.He warns me: if nothing changes, I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/115645893705301817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/18536835/115645893705301817' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115645893705301817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115645893705301817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/2006/08/warning.html' title='Warning'/><author><name>Miroslav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681654187117784478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5917/1816/320/getmsg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18536835.post-115618611450128860</id><published>2006-08-21T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T13:23:57.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the day</title><summary type="text">Phone calls today that bring butterflies to my stomach.&quot;More weird stuff from the past?&quot; Kinda. Read more...A dedicated Morman uncle of mine called me out of the blue last night and left me a voicemail ... just calling to say hello and see how life is treating me. He is a wonderful man by everything that I can see: a hard-working sort of fella&#39; with a warm way about him. The last time we saw one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/115618611450128860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/18536835/115618611450128860' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115618611450128860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115618611450128860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/2006/08/back-in-day.html' title='Back in the day'/><author><name>Miroslav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681654187117784478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5917/1816/320/getmsg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18536835.post-115585868662896965</id><published>2006-08-17T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T17:24:07.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strong words</title><summary type="text">I wish I could have heard the complete, unedited version with the other side&#39;s response. Still... this is worth listening to.More clips can be found at http://www.memritv.org</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/115585868662896965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/18536835/115585868662896965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115585868662896965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115585868662896965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/2006/08/strong-words.html' title='Strong words'/><author><name>Miroslav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681654187117784478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5917/1816/320/getmsg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18536835.post-115566168446436607</id><published>2006-08-15T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T11:42:08.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A bachelor&#39;s high life examined</title><summary type="text">So she is gone. Took the kids and got on a plane and left. The house is so quiet. I&#39;m lonely and miss all three of them.Read more...Now before you get too freaked out, I suppose I should clarify and say that she is coming back on Thursday. She didn&#39;t leave leave. Just headed down south to visit a girlfriend for a couple of days.I had pictured these three days like they&#39;d be just blissful me time.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/115566168446436607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/18536835/115566168446436607' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115566168446436607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115566168446436607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/2006/08/bachelors-high-life-examined.html' title='A bachelor&#39;s high life examined'/><author><name>Miroslav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681654187117784478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5917/1816/320/getmsg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18536835.post-115541695769167187</id><published>2006-08-12T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T19:10:46.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day late and a dollar short.</title><summary type="text">She walked up to the counter at the coffee shop and handed the card to the plainly dressed cashier who examined the name on the card. &quot;Miroslav? I went to highschool with a guy named Miroslav.&quot;&quot;Oh yeah? That&#39;s my husband! What a small world...&quot;*Awkward pause*&quot;What did you say your name was?&quot;, my wife asked the cashier.&quot;Susan. ... But I doubt he will remember me. He tormented me back in highschool</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/115541695769167187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/18536835/115541695769167187' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115541695769167187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115541695769167187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/2006/08/day-late-and-dollar-short.html' title='A day late and a dollar short.'/><author><name>Miroslav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681654187117784478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5917/1816/320/getmsg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18536835.post-115487658211804833</id><published>2006-08-06T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T08:03:02.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good TV</title><summary type="text">Hands down, the best new TV show around: Who Wants To Be A Superhero?And yes, I am serious. Watch it. I promise you will like it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/115487658211804833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/18536835/115487658211804833' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115487658211804833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115487658211804833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/2006/08/good-tv.html' title='Good TV'/><author><name>Miroslav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681654187117784478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5917/1816/320/getmsg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18536835.post-115473748498046006</id><published>2006-08-04T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T17:25:42.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost war...</title><summary type="text">We mourn the lives of the thousands of dead in the Middle East, and well we should. But contrast that to the tens of millions of lives lost in WWII. Now THAT was war.Every day, with every news broadcast, I&#39;m more and more convinced that we are heading towards a large scale, multi-national World War that will end with millions dead. And in the end, perhaps that is the only way. Today it is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/115473748498046006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/18536835/115473748498046006' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115473748498046006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115473748498046006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/2006/08/almost-war.html' title='Almost war...'/><author><name>Miroslav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681654187117784478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5917/1816/320/getmsg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18536835.post-115471772681165921</id><published>2006-08-04T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T15:02:42.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You are invited!</title><summary type="text">If you are in the Sacramento area ... you are invited to mi casa for a special viewing of Obsession. The official time and date to be announced depending on the response, but I&#39;m thinking of ...UPDATED: Saturday, August 26th around 7:30pmishI&#39;d like to watch the DVD and then have a roundtable discussion type of thang afterwards for a bit. Righties, Lefties, Strongly-Convinced, and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/115471772681165921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/18536835/115471772681165921' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115471772681165921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115471772681165921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-are-invited.html' title='You are invited!'/><author><name>Miroslav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681654187117784478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5917/1816/320/getmsg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18536835.post-115438773511053547</id><published>2006-07-31T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T16:15:35.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laugh with me, not at me</title><summary type="text">I belted out the proverbial LOL when I clicked on Buy It Now....Item #180011851894    Item Title - Men&#39;s RogaineQuantity - 4 month supply Ocean Rush ScentPrice - $25.99 USDHas anybody else out there used this stuff??!?!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/115438773511053547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/18536835/115438773511053547' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115438773511053547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115438773511053547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/2006/07/laugh-with-me-not-at-me.html' title='Laugh with me, not at me'/><author><name>Miroslav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681654187117784478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5917/1816/320/getmsg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18536835.post-115430461635636960</id><published>2006-07-30T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T20:53:44.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What are the chances...</title><summary type="text">...of a bird having its,*ahem*, time of it&#39;s month... at the precise moment it flies above my windshield?YUCK.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/115430461635636960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/18536835/115430461635636960' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115430461635636960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18536835/posts/default/115430461635636960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miroslavsmusings.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-are-chances.html' title='What are the chances...'/><author><name>Miroslav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681654187117784478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5917/1816/320/getmsg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>