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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661327818948930026</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 13 Feb 2010 23:34:30 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>The Toblerone King</title><description>Witty Banter and Random Ramblings.</description><link>http://www.tobleroneking.com/</link><managingEditor>admin@tobleroneking.com (Toblerone King)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/TheTobleroneKing" /><feedburner:info uri="thetobleroneking" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661327818948930026.post-235836679941168211</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Sep 2009 01:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-13T18:07:27.135-07:00</atom:updated><title>Old Blog Post #4</title><description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Wouldn't it be so cool if you lived in a double decker bus? I've always wanted to, it would be so cool! I mean, you could take out all the seats, put in some nice couches or something in the front/middle section on the first floor for a little living room/lounge area, then farther back you've got your kitchen and all that.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then up to the second level! Here you could have your pool table in the back closer to the stairs, and have your bed and all that near the front. Then there's still plenty of room for an entertainment centre or whatever you like! Or you could replace all that with a bowling alley, that would work too. And maybe you could give tours of places too, bring in some money! "Luxury Sightseeing -- Bowl while you tour London/New York!"&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And just think, why on earth would you take an RV on vacation when you could take a double decker bus!?! Psh, Robin Williams sure&amp;nbsp;missed the mark when he rented that RV and not the bus.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In Short,&amp;nbsp;living in a double decker would be grand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661327818948930026-235836679941168211?l=www.tobleroneking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~4/YHuu2P820sc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~3/YHuu2P820sc/old-blog-post-4.html</link><author>admin@tobleroneking.com (Toblerone King)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tobleroneking.com/2009/09/old-blog-post-4.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661327818948930026.post-114366002494519607</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Sep 2009 01:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-13T18:05:55.687-07:00</atom:updated><title>Old Blog Post #3</title><description>&lt;i&gt;This one is interesting...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I live. love. breathe. hope. cry.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But I do not sleep. Nor eat. Why? I don't understand what my life has been made into. I don't understand what is happening. I don't understand how so much could be misconstrued about me, by others. I don't understand why people can't just let go, forgive, and be happy. I don't understand why someone&amp;nbsp; can't let me in. To help, to be there, to love. I just want them to as happy as can be. She's scaring me. But i don't know what to do, I can't help if she shuts me out.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What is going on? What is the truth? I trust, but if it weren't the truth for any reason I can't truly help. Otherwise I'd be useless; loving a ghost, aiding a dream, a fallacy. What do I do? I can't rest until there is happiness in her. Even if that means I, no longer exist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661327818948930026-114366002494519607?l=www.tobleroneking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~4/cqnK7DdFTnY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~3/cqnK7DdFTnY/old-blog-post-3.html</link><author>admin@tobleroneking.com (Toblerone King)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tobleroneking.com/2009/09/old-blog-post-3.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661327818948930026.post-5543248976841211620</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Sep 2009 01:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-13T18:03:41.773-07:00</atom:updated><title>Past Blog Post #2</title><description>The following is a true story from my youth from my old blog. Ah, what a youth it was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Eric Stroud and I were driving to Lehi from Orem. We were on the freeway when this big, white, growling monster called a Ford pickup truck appears behind us. Maybe it was a Chevy. Anyway, it pulled up really close and its brights were on. It was pretty hard to see because of it and it was making us a little bit nervous, so like the responsible, mature adults that we are, we tapped the brakes a couple times to let them know to back off. They didn't, so we flipped them off... oops.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; That was on the freeway at Orem/Lindon. This truck stayed behind us all the way to the last American Fork exit, and when he exited with us we were sure he was following us. But once we were off the freeway he started driving all calm and he wasn't tailing us anymore... it was a little creepy. He followed us through the Target parking lot, by Cinemark and Kohl's, by Chili's and Starbuck's, down State Street, all the way to Walgreen's where we were headed. At this point we were preparing to kick some serious butt, whatever butts those were going to end up being. We got out of the car, made sure to lock the doors, and began walking to the store entrance, just acting cool. The truck pulls up beside us, someone rolls down the window and says 'hey guys!' So we turn around prepared for the whooping.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was Thurl Bailey.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I definitely did not expect Thurl Bailey to follow me and Stroud. He said, "I followed you guys cause I wanted to know why I deserved the finger." Well we really weren't sure what to say, because one, this is Thurl Bailey, a man I respect and even if I didn't, he's over 6-foot-five and could easily just kill me Two, he was handling this so calmly and matter-of-factly. I think the conversation that followed went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;
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Eric and I: Well you were tailing us and you had your brights on&lt;br /&gt;
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Bailey: I'm in a big truck man, I can't help it. Those weren't my brights, I flashed you with my brights so you would know those weren't my brights. So I just wanna know why I deserved that.&lt;br /&gt;
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I: We... erm... uh... I guess you didn't, we're sorry.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eric: It's just we thought those were you brights, we couldn't see.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ...Anyway, it went on for a while, but I can't remember what was said. Point is, we got stalked by Thurl Bailey. And now I feel bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661327818948930026-5543248976841211620?l=www.tobleroneking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~4/iC7obNGmB2E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~3/iC7obNGmB2E/past-blog-post-2.html</link><author>admin@tobleroneking.com (Toblerone King)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tobleroneking.com/2009/09/past-blog-post-2.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661327818948930026.post-3712150914879885747</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Apr 2009 22:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-07T15:43:01.206-07:00</atom:updated><title>Conversely, I spend my money...</title><description>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p style='margin-bottom: 0'&gt;I may be developing a potentially bad new habit.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style='margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0;'&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style='margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0;'&gt;Kaitlyn and I finally decided to stop by the outlet stores in North Charleston near the base. To my surprise they had a Converse outlet store there.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style='margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0;'&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style='margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0;'&gt;In the last two days I've purchased two new pairs of shoes.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style='margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0;'&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style='margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0;'&gt;Yes, Converse are normally purchased for a pretty penny, but before you judge, check this: A pair of the Foxing Grunge sold 55.00 retail; sold in the outlet store for 20 bucks. BUT! they also offer a military discount. I paid &lt;strong&gt;18 bucks&lt;/strong&gt; for a new pair of Converse. So, I went back today and paid 27 for a nice pair of the All Star Bodega's, also MSRP 55.00 (I've seen them for MORE). I think the most expensive pair of Converse in the whole store was 39.99. Not bad at all!&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style='margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0;'&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style='margin-top: 0'&gt;They even sold baby sizes, down to almost newborn-size Converse. Adorable! Throw all this together with other Converse 'accessories' for sale, and this outlet rocks. I may own quite a few pairs of new shoes before the month is out. I never thought I'd own more than, oh, three pairs of shoes at one time since I am partial to the nice expensive shoes. I now own four: Under Armour running shoes, two pairs of Converse and one pair of Converse combat boots (they are so comfortable!). How many pairs will I own by May? Stay tuned...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661327818948930026-3712150914879885747?l=www.tobleroneking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~4/tCXPauGvgJQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~3/tCXPauGvgJQ/conversely-i-spend-my-money.html</link><author>admin@tobleroneking.com (Toblerone King)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tobleroneking.com/2009/04/conversely-i-spend-my-money.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661327818948930026.post-1728551281234027325</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Mar 2009 23:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-15T16:31:32.073-07:00</atom:updated><title>Accelerate Your Kill Power</title><description>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;Does wealth bring happiness, or does happiness bring wealth? Or is it just one big crapshoot?&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;On another note, if you're thinking of joining the Army, don't. As a friend, I'll respect your decision to join the Air Force, Navy, or Marines. But not the Army. Trust me, just don't do it. Forget Army Strong. Join the Naval Airine Corps and 'Accelerate Your Kill Power!'&lt;br/&gt;        &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661327818948930026-1728551281234027325?l=www.tobleroneking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~4/wOzw1U640Ws" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~3/wOzw1U640Ws/accelerate-your-kill-power.html</link><author>admin@tobleroneking.com (Toblerone King)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tobleroneking.com/2009/03/accelerate-your-kill-power.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661327818948930026.post-1409079719391863722</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Mar 2009 01:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-10T18:48:06.836-07:00</atom:updated><title>Today's Fortune</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"You have an ability to sense and know higher truth."&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Damn Chinese take-out. This revelation does me no good!&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Not that I don't appreciate the sentiment, Ha Ha Fortune Cookie Company of Brooklyn. I was just looking for something more along the lines of "You'll be together soon"or "Absence makes the heart grow fonder" but I guess 'Ha Ha' has had the last laugh.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;I think I'll go for Italian next week.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661327818948930026-1409079719391863722?l=www.tobleroneking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~4/Fx6l_KlBb1Q" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~3/Fx6l_KlBb1Q/today-fortune.html</link><author>admin@tobleroneking.com (Toblerone King)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tobleroneking.com/2009/03/today-fortune.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661327818948930026.post-4304429571755601433</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Mar 2009 20:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-17T07:13:04.252-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">weddings</category><title>Using Adobe Contribute</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just got Adobe Contribute, and I'm just testing it out on this blog post. So far, so fun! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's your thought for the day: When I asked my best man to be my best man and told him the date of the wedding, he said, "Are you kidding me? You got engaged at the World Trade Center and now you're getting married on September 11th and you want me to take f#*king PLANE out there?! ;-) Where is this gonna be?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Never thought about it that way before. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Afterthought:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Just to clarify for those of you who may be confused... I proposed at the top of the World Trade Center in Baltimore. New York's WTC obviously isn't there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661327818948930026-4304429571755601433?l=www.tobleroneking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~4/VdB24-arQOg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~3/VdB24-arQOg/using-adobe-contribute.html</link><author>admin@tobleroneking.com (Toblerone King)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tobleroneking.com/2009/03/using-adobe-contribute.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661327818948930026.post-1068003436569047065</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Mar 2009 14:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-08T07:48:37.475-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">weddings</category><title>Daylight Savings?!</title><description>It should be called Daylight Losings. If I lose in hour of sleep, I am definitely not saving anything.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I've been busy. I graduate from the Defense Information School on the 25th, I've been setting up a family blog for my family (who knew?), and setting up yet another blog for myself and my fianc&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: -webkit-monospace;"&gt;é&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;e... yep, I'm getting married! You can check out all the details about how we met, what's going on with the wedding, etc. over at &lt;a href="http://danielandkaitlyn.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://danielandkaitlyn.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;. We are very excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm heading down to Charleston AFB, SC on the 26th. I can't wait to get there, I'm done with Fort Meade. I've enjoyed my time here, but it's time to move on.&lt;br /&gt;
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Check out &lt;a href="http://thisiswhyyourefat.com/"&gt;this blog.&lt;/a&gt; So nasty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661327818948930026-1068003436569047065?l=www.tobleroneking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~4/bT3DjVivC0s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~3/bT3DjVivC0s/daylight-savings.html</link><author>admin@tobleroneking.com (Toblerone King)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tobleroneking.com/2009/03/daylight-savings.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661327818948930026.post-6211594122322983337</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Feb 2009 00:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-02T17:24:54.742-08:00</atom:updated><title>In Review: The Last Few Months</title><description>The last few months of my life have been life-altering for me. Things always change with time, but time has recently been a little more anxious to change my circumstances than it was previously. So much is different in my life, and nearly all of it good.&lt;br /&gt;
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And in the next few weeks... things are about to change drastically again. And I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;
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That's all I will say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661327818948930026-6211594122322983337?l=www.tobleroneking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~4/IGtdbVYPxG8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~3/IGtdbVYPxG8/in-review-last-few-months.html</link><author>admin@tobleroneking.com (Toblerone King)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tobleroneking.com/2009/02/in-review-last-few-months.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661327818948930026.post-972841840718893636</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Jan 2009 00:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-20T16:30:14.574-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Obama</category><title>Inauguration Day Should Be a National Holiday</title><description>Shortly after noon today, I began to feel a little lighthearted. My mood was better, my work was made easier, and everything just felt better. I could &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;hope and a strange sense of pride rising inside me... Haven't been able to figure it out, since I haven't had any Toblerone today.&lt;br /&gt;
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On a completely unrelated note, I am so proud to have Barack Obama as my new President and Commander in Chief. I don't think it's ever been so quiet in the chow hall as it was while Obama was sworn in and then gave his speech. I feel some good times coming to the United States of America.&lt;br /&gt;
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It also doesn't hurt that now I can say what I want about the former President, George W. Bush. Hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661327818948930026-972841840718893636?l=www.tobleroneking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~4/hDaxMOpRvWU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~3/hDaxMOpRvWU/inauguration-day-should-be-national.html</link><author>admin@tobleroneking.com (Toblerone King)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tobleroneking.com/2009/01/inauguration-day-should-be-national.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661327818948930026.post-8095589287617990528</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Jan 2009 11:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-16T03:53:00.229-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">radio</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">DINFOS</category><title>More Radio Spots</title><description>&lt;a href="http://draft.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Creating these radio spots is just so fun, and I just had to share these gems. The first one I wrote and produced. It's a &lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/542167304158e0b7/"&gt;PSA from the Justice League&lt;/a&gt; about mission-readiness.&lt;br /&gt;
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These next three were created by fellow classmates who asked for my help to do the voices in the spots. I think they are freakin' hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/5421701160632e8c/"&gt;Education Spot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/54216909496aa939/"&gt;Predator Personal Hygiene&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/5421708868967fc2/"&gt;Charlie the Unicorn Education Spot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I may share more with you in the future. Maybe. Possibly. If you're good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661327818948930026-8095589287617990528?l=www.tobleroneking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~4/GBlgHLVCi40" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~3/GBlgHLVCi40/more-radio-spots.html</link><author>admin@tobleroneking.com (Toblerone King)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tobleroneking.com/2009/01/more-radio-spots.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661327818948930026.post-5661994509818231750</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Jan 2009 00:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-14T17:01:59.999-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">radio</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fort meade</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">DINFOS</category><title>A Taste of DINFOS</title><description>Writing and producing radio spots. Its's a whole lot of fun, even in the military. Here's a taste of what I've been doing at DINFOS this week:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/54146755b0509306/" target="_blank"&gt;THIS SPOT&lt;/a&gt; about a new post movie theatre, and&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/54147026bc758c40/" target="_blank"&gt;THIS SPOT&lt;/a&gt; about the post animal shelter.&lt;br /&gt;
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These are two of my favourites that I've done. Enjoy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661327818948930026-5661994509818231750?l=www.tobleroneking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~4/Hy-LYUzsfFY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~3/Hy-LYUzsfFY/taste-of-dinfos.html</link><author>admin@tobleroneking.com (Toblerone King)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tobleroneking.com/2009/01/taste-of-dinfos.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661327818948930026.post-1811760131602400074</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Jan 2009 14:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-03T06:56:21.309-08:00</atom:updated><title>Proposition 8 - The Musical</title><description>Starring Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" height="388" width="464"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="key=c0cf508ff8" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;embed width="464" height="388" flashvars="key=c0cf508ff8" allowfullscreen="true" quality="high" src="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center; width: 464px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/c0cf508ff8/prop-8-the-musical-starring-jack-black-john-c-reilly-and-many-more-from-fod-team-jack-black-craig-robinson-john-c-reilly-and-rashida-jones" title="by FOD Team"&gt;"Prop 8 - The Musical" starring Jack Black, John C. Reilly, and many more...&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/jackblack"&gt;Jack Black&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661327818948930026-1811760131602400074?l=www.tobleroneking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~4/OS1yv4AqiLg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~3/OS1yv4AqiLg/proposition-8-musical.html</link><author>admin@tobleroneking.com (Toblerone King)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tobleroneking.com/2009/01/proposition-8-musical.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661327818948930026.post-2325645195522639736</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Dec 2008 16:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-31T12:50:17.278-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Toblerone</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">BMT</category><title>BMT: Basic Military Toblerone</title><description>When I was in Basic Training, by the end of the third Week of Training we were allowed base liberty on the weekend. For four hours, we were allowed to go to the library, use the internet, buy junk food, all sorts of privileges that were normally denied to us. Naturally, I went straight to the Base Exchange and located the Toblerone... mmmmm. Mission accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;
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Moral of this story is: Toblerone cannot deny me, not even at Basic Military Training.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661327818948930026-2325645195522639736?l=www.tobleroneking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~4/dCHFYEY25ME" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~3/dCHFYEY25ME/bmt-basic-military-toblerone.html</link><author>admin@tobleroneking.com (Toblerone King)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tobleroneking.com/2008/12/bmt-basic-military-toblerone.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661327818948930026.post-2902781262918201685</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Dec 2008 03:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-24T12:27:09.791-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">air force</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fort meade</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">BMT</category><title>Good Morning Baltimore</title><description>It's been a long time. Last time I wrote here, I was preparing to leave for US Air Force Basic Military Training (BMT). Three months later, I'm stationed on an Army post, Fort George Meade in Baltimore, Maryland, going to the Defense Information School. I am studying to be a TV/Radio broadcaster. But perhaps I shall start at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;
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...okay, its been over a week since I started writing this entry, and coming back to it I just don't have the motivation to make it as detailed and intriguing as I originally intended. I will sum up instead.&lt;br /&gt;
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BMT was crazy. Of course. I was laundry crew chief, which doesn't sound so bad, but if you've ever been through BMT and had to do it you know exactly how shitty it is. You'd think most of these kids had never done their own laundry before, which sadly is probably accurate. Although always highly stressful, BMT had its fun moments. Our MTI (Military Training Instructor) was funny as hell, and told me at the end that I was the only 'trainee' that didn't piss him off once the entire time in BMT. Oh, yeah. &lt;br /&gt;
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In the end, I got the Warhawk Fitness Award, but missed out on honor grad by one lousy point on the End of Course Test. Apparently the answers the instructors give you IN CLASS don't matter if the Study Guide says something different. Oh well, I can live with that. But I also missed out on Marksmanship, because during CATM (basically weapons training) I shot at the wrong target. My rifle had jammed, so I cleared it out and when I went to aim again, I aimed at the paper of the guy beside me... and hit every target. I didn't even realize it, the instructor was watching closely and I couldn't figure out why until he told me I was a dumbass for shooting at the other dude's sheet. So instead of getting 46/50, I got 36/50. Still good, but you need 43 to get marksman... Hey, I was wearing a gas mask, its hard to shoot in those! I'm still angry at myself for that. But I digress.&lt;br /&gt;
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I made friends, gained some valuable life experience, and graduated. Three days after Parade, the graduation ceremony, I was shipped off to Fort George G Meade, Maryland, to begin technical training at the Defense Information School (DINFOS). I arrived with three other new airmen from BMT. Most notably Smith, who is my suitemate, and we are a dangerous pair, so I hear.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYQwJZPkk4/SVKaA4X1ryI/AAAAAAAAASQ/FNTqTGNr76s/s1600-h/n23913648_37621992_9525.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYQwJZPkk4/SVKaA4X1ryI/AAAAAAAAASQ/FNTqTGNr76s/s320/n23913648_37621992_9525.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I started school on&amp;nbsp; Nov. 17th, and its been crazy busy and fun all at once. I really like it here on Fort Meade; its really cool to have a specialty where you constantly work and train with the other services. Public Affairs is a very purple envrionment. Its nice to be back on the east coast too, I missed it over here.&lt;br /&gt;
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To sum up, I'm loving it so far. Maybe its crazy, but I can't wait for Holiday Exodus to be over so I can get back to Fort Meade. Of course there's a little more to it than that, but a couple people reading this might know why ;)&lt;br /&gt;
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Oh! Holiday Exodus. During the holidays the military essentially 'shuts down' and most personnel take leave to go home or whatever... so I'm in Utah right now. It's good to see people, but... its Utah. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;
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However I don't mention the show because it was killer, I bring it up because it resuscitated an old theory my good friend established a few months back: Are Andrew McMahon of &lt;i&gt;Jack's Mannequin&lt;/i&gt; and Bryce Avary of &lt;i&gt;The Rocket Summer&lt;/i&gt; the same person?&lt;br /&gt;
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Evidence: McMahon showing up in Avary's music videos, never being in the same place at the same time... But I should leave the evidence gathering and conspiracy unmasking to my friend. View his groundbreaking research on The &lt;a href="http://therocketmannequin.blogspot.com/"&gt;Avary/McMahon Conspiracy&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://therocketmannequin.blogspot.com/"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;. Now.&lt;br /&gt;
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A teaser of the evidence:&lt;br /&gt;
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They're the same. &lt;a href="http://therocketmannequin.blogspot.com/"&gt;Join the conspiracy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661327818948930026-4832062939461402044?l=www.tobleroneking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~4/dgjexMmeai4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~3/dgjexMmeai4/conspiracy-andrew-mcmahon-and-bryce.html</link><author>admin@tobleroneking.com (Toblerone King)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYQwJZPkk4/SNVI4SIUIsI/AAAAAAAAARo/l9N9XT1GxnA/s72-Rc/andrewbryce.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tobleroneking.com/2008/09/conspiracy-andrew-mcmahon-and-bryce.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661327818948930026.post-8277875198056229166</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Sep 2008 18:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-18T13:15:09.360-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jack's mannequin</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">review</category><title>The Glass Passenger</title><description>I recently obtained a copy of the upcoming &lt;a href="http://www.jacksmannequin.com/TGP/indexb.php"&gt;Jack's Mannequin&lt;/a&gt; release, &lt;a href="http://theglasspassenger.com/"&gt;The Glass Passenger&lt;/a&gt;. Normally I don't condone listening to a new album early unless it was given to you by the studio/artist specifically to review; part of the fun is the anticipation. However I leave for Air Force BMT on the 23rd, and won't get to listen to it when it's released. I did pre-order the Deluxe, Vinyl, and Japanese Import versions though, so I don't think Andrew McMahon would mind that I cheated the calendar. The least I can do is write a short review of the album.&lt;br /&gt;
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I could hardly contain my excitement when I popped TGP into the CD player, my hands shaking with anticipation. The album kicks off with the high-energy song &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Crashin'&lt;/span&gt;, which just screamed 'Jack's Mannequin is back, and Andrew is taking no prisoners!' Windows rolled down, driving through town, this song is a wonderful addition to your catalog of crusing music. The album loses no speed through the second track, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spinning&lt;/span&gt;, and on into Swim; McMahons lyrics here seeming to hint at his battle with leukemia: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'You've gotta swim/swim for your life/swim for the music that saves you when you're not so sure you'll survive.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The album plows ahead full steam with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;American Love&lt;/span&gt;, one of my favourites from the album. The infectious beat and catchy chorus is sure to have you singing along in no time.&lt;br /&gt;
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This new album really showcases how McMahon has truly grown as a musican, as evidenced by&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Suicide Blonde&lt;/span&gt;, another favourite of mine.The 'accidental' transition into the chorus will blow your mind. I say accidental because I can't tell if he changes keys or just puts some accidental notes into play. I love it!&lt;br /&gt;
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McMahon hasn't just expanded musically; Andrew really brings his personal feelings and experience to the table. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hammers &amp;amp; Strings (A Lullaby)&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;seems to give us a window into his soul. But the 'big one' is the epic finale,&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Caves,&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;a seven and a half minute piece, written about his battle with cancer. Beginning with sweet, soft piano, it builds throughout in an emotional infusion of music &amp;amp; lyrics. Andrew McMahon bares all in this incredible movement. Perfection comes to mind; this ballad brings a tear to my eye.&lt;br /&gt;
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This album is going to be REALLY fun live, I can't wait to see &lt;a href="http://www.jacksmannequin.com/TGP/indexb.php"&gt;Jack's Mannequin&lt;/a&gt; back in concert. If you haven't pre-ordered this album yet, DO IT. Alternatively you can buy it in stores when it comes out September 30th, but either way you have to pick it up. I leave you no option. This album is destined to become a classic; my parents even dig it, if that tells you anything.&lt;br /&gt;
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There's my haphazard, rushed review. I'd rather listen to the album then really tell you how great it is. Go get it yourself! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661327818948930026-8277875198056229166?l=www.tobleroneking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~4/CYFxSorwZWI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~3/CYFxSorwZWI/glass-passenger.html</link><author>admin@tobleroneking.com (Toblerone King)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tobleroneking.com/2008/09/glass-passenger.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661327818948930026.post-8538638261301898248</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 Sep 2008 16:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-12T12:12:41.420-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">party</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Toblerone</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">politics</category><title>Democrats and Republicans: Your Thought for the Day</title><description>Let's be realistic here, people. I don't care who you are or where you stand on the 'issues', there is one simple truth behind it all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Democratic Party is a party of no ideas, and the Republican Party is a party of bad ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No 'ifs', 'ands' or 'buts' about it. We need a new party to come to the surface. There are plenty of perfectly presentable parties that can potentially power politics in our country(ooh, alliteration), but we're stuck in our 'two party system'. Way too many people I talk to haven't ever heard of or know anything about parties like the Green Party, Libertarians, Independent... A big problem is these minority parites don't have the funding or exposure to really break into the donkey and elephant's cage and put up a real fight. If I say the system is broken, I've become a echo of everyone else who has said it, so I won't; but we do need to make some changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what I propose: Let's just start an entirely new political party. Something we can all get behind, and possibly something that will support importing all varieties of Toblerone year round - another issue over which I am angered - but perhaps some other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done some research, and the perfect template with which to base our new movement on is undoubtedly the Parti Rhinocéros, or Rhinoceros Party. This was a real registered political party in Canada from the 60s to the 90s. The party's 'platform' is described as being two feet high and made of wood. You can read in-depth about the Rhinoceros Party on Wikipedia; a few of their promises included:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Repealing the law of gravity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Paving Manitoba to create the world's largest parking lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Providing higher education by building taller schools&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Instituting English, French and illiteracy as Canada's three official languages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Tearing down the Rocky Mountains so that Albertans could see the Pacific sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Abolishing the environment because it's too hard to keep clean and it takes up so much space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Annexing the United States, which would take its place as the third territory, after the Yukon and the Northwest Territories (Nunavut did not yet exist) in Canada's backyard, in order to eliminate foreign control of Canada's natural resources&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ending crime by abolishing all laws&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Turning Montreal's Saint Catherine Street into the world's longest bowling alley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Selling the Canadian Senate at an antique auction in California&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Putting the national debt on Visa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Declaring war on Belgium because a Belgian cartoon character, Tintin, killed a rhinoceros in one of the cartoons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Offering to call off the proposed Belgium-Canada war if Belgium delivered a case of mussels and a case of Belgian beer to Rhinoceros "Hindquarters" in Montréal (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the Belgian Embassy in Ottawa did, in fact, do this&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Painting Canada's coastal sea limits in watercolour so that Canadian fish would know where they were at all times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Banning guns and butter, since both kill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Banning lousy Canadian winters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Renaming the country Nantucket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Building a bridge spanning the country, from Vancouver Island to Newfoundland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Changing Canada's currency to bubble gum, so it could be inflated or deflated at will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Donate a free rhinoceros to every aspiring artist in Canada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rhinoceros Party even had a member run for President of the United States(although not recognized by the US, of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what we need; a real superhero of a political platform. Hey, its working for Canada, their currency surpassed the USA's for the first time earlier this year(or was it last year?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let's start simple. We need a name for our new endeavour. Ideas, anyone? Submit your ideas for a party name to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Afterthought: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I was thinking maybe the Viper Neoliberateconservatarian Party? It sounds unified, and vipers can bite donkeys and elephants in the leg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661327818948930026-8538638261301898248?l=www.tobleroneking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~4/fCe-DZsbBv4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~3/fCe-DZsbBv4/democrats-and-republicans-your-thought.html</link><author>admin@tobleroneking.com (Toblerone King)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tobleroneking.com/2008/09/democrats-and-republicans-your-thought.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661327818948930026.post-2856007086207530538</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Sep 2008 18:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-09T12:00:39.876-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">santa claus</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">krampus</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">christmas</category><title>Krampus and Krampusfest</title><description>I am officially celebrating Krampusfest this holiday season, and every year from here on out. What is Krampusfest you ask? Better yet, who is Krampus and where did he come from? Because I couldn't say it better myself, I give you the following introduction to Krampus from the website &lt;a href="http://krampusfest.com/"&gt;krampusfest.com&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img alt="" class="f_left" src="http://krampusfest.com/Postcard_4.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everyone is familiar with Santa Claus, that jolly old elf who makes his way from house to house on Christmas Eve to deliver toys to the goodly children of the world. Here in the USA, some may know of St. Nick's European heritage, but few are familiar with his dark companion, Krampus. In many Alpine European towns, the celebration of St. Nicholas Day would not be the same without a celebration on its Eve, December 5th, honoring this dark servant.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Originating in Germanic folklore as early as the 1600s, Krampus is believed to be a bestial creature who accompanies St. Nicholas on his earthly journey. While St. Nicholas rewards the good children with gifts and sweets, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Krampus dispenses punishment to the wicked children who have strayed from the path of good. It is said he takes care of St. Nick's "naughty list."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Why, the mere sight of Krampus alone is enough to turn any wrong-doer toward more peaceful pursuits.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The name Krampus is derived from the Old High German word for "claw." This towering, seven foot tall, hairy creature is depicted as having bulging eyes, a whip-like tongue, pointed ears and horns atop his head. He carries a pitchfork or, more traditionally, a bundle of birch switches, to menace children as he travels through town on a pair of mismatched feet: one cloven hoof, the other a bear-like claw. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wayward children caught by Krampus are spanked, whipped and even shackled to be spirited away in either a basket or barrel to Krampus' lair. Once there they receive further punishment until they are repentant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Krampus festivals throughout Alpine communities kick off the holiday season with townspeople dressing in Krampus costumes, running rampant through the streets and putting a scare in the youngsters. After the children have been given a proper fright to ensure they stay on the straight and narrow, the rowdy Krampus are rewarded with holiday spirits, traditionally beer and schnapps. In fact, Krampus celebrations have become so popular that they can last for days before the arrival of Saint Nicholas on December 6th.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For those who revel in the spirited fun of Halloween, Krampusfest is the perfect addition to your traditional Christmas and holiday festivities!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Forget Santa Claus, this guy is where it's at! Why did our parents hide this dark figure from Christmas past from us? I'm sure we all would have been on our best behaviour if we thought the mighty Krampus was going to chain us up, bring us back to his lair, and do God knows what to our young, impressionable minds - that is providing that we lived, there are some stories that tell of the Krampus eating young children...&lt;br /&gt;
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There are many depictions of Krampus scattered all over the internet, but my favourite has to be the one where Krampus is kidnapping a child, with Santa looking on through the window... hahaha. It is so morbidly amusing.&lt;br /&gt;
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Parties celebrating Krampus sound much more fun to me now than Christmas does. There are Krampusfests held in many places in Europe, let's get that tradition started here! It's like second Halloween, brought to you by Santa! There is even a &lt;a href="http://www.krampusthemovie.com/"&gt;Krampus movie&lt;/a&gt; currently in production, I am absolutely going to see that.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Afterthought:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;My new favourite Krampus photo I just found:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dymaxionweb.com/kulturedrome/Krampus2xx.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://www.dymaxionweb.com/kulturedrome/Krampus2xx.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...you don't mess with the Santa Claus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661327818948930026-2856007086207530538?l=www.tobleroneking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~4/xTGc1M9Xfs8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~3/xTGc1M9Xfs8/krampus-and-krampusfest.html</link><author>admin@tobleroneking.com (Toblerone King)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tobleroneking.com/2008/09/krampus-and-krampusfest.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661327818948930026.post-3215471781294380144</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Sep 2008 18:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-07T14:04:24.244-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jamba</category><title>The Jamba Underground</title><description>I had a White Gummi Bear smoothie from Jamba Juice a few days ago (this blog has taken on a Jamba/Gummi theme the last little while... hm). Never heard of it? That's because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it doesn't exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not on the official menu at least. Jamba has an entire selection of 'unofficial' smoothies created by their employees, and so far the ones I've tasted are delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years Jamba workers have exercised their creativity in concocting their own smoothies, and the most popular ones have made their way across the entire Jamba chain. I decided to search the net via Google to see what other 'secret smoothies' I could come up with. I didn't find much; there is a lot of buzz out there about these smoothies but I only found a couple of actual recipes. Every forum was clamoring for these smoothies, but nobody seemed to have the answers; some users claimed that the Jamba Juice they went to hadn't even heard of the smoothie they were trying to order. This in mind, I've decided to take matters into my own hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://jambaunderground.wordpress.com/" target="_blank"&gt;The Jamba Underground&lt;/a&gt;. Launched this week, you will find a list of all the unofficial smoothies and recipes I could get my hands on. Want a &lt;a href="http://jambaunderground.wordpress.com/the-smoothies/skittles/" target="_blank"&gt;Skittles&lt;/a&gt; and the Jamba you're going to doesn't know what that is? Just hand them the recipe from this site. Want to make the &lt;a href="http://jambaunderground.wordpress.com/the-smoothies/pb-j/"&gt;PB &amp;amp; J&lt;/a&gt; yourself? Snag the recipe for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to get some user involvement in this. Do you have your own smoothie recipe? Jamba employee or not, I'd love to have it for &lt;a href="http://jambaunderground.wordpress.com/"&gt;The Jamba Underground&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;a href="mailto:admin@tobleroneking.com?subject=I%20Have%20a%20Recipe%21"&gt;Submit it&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go check it out, try a smoothie soon, and let me know what you thought, leave reviews/comments/questions on the site!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Afterthought:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; A very special thanks to my anonymous insider...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661327818948930026-3215471781294380144?l=www.tobleroneking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~4/79PWTRfyFbA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~3/79PWTRfyFbA/jamba-underground.html</link><author>admin@tobleroneking.com (Toblerone King)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tobleroneking.com/2008/09/jamba-underground.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661327818948930026.post-2398576727971721571</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Sep 2008 16:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-07T13:39:22.395-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cooking</category><title>Giant Gummi Bears</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYQwJZPkk4/SMQ3in-XKtI/AAAAAAAAARE/O1mr8gO8QWc/s1600-h/DSCN1067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYQwJZPkk4/SMQ3in-XKtI/AAAAAAAAARE/TBOteEzqyRY/s200-R/DSCN1067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Who doesn't love gummi bears? What about giant ones? There are several places online where you can purchase these behemoths of gummi glory; &lt;a href="http://www.candyship.com/" target="_blank"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; to see the biggest ones I've found so far(http://www.candyship.com/).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting to spend the money on these things and hopefully have a little fun as well, I decided to try making them myself. It was pretty simple; I just bought a 6 lb bag of Black Forest gummi bears and 6 empty honey bear bottles, separated the bears by colour, melted them, and poured them into the honey bears. Left to cool in the fridge overnight, they were ready to be cut out of their plastic prisons and eaten. Muahahaha! Here are some pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYQwJZPkk4/SMQ1pCXeMGI/AAAAAAAAAQs/tSISMAXIEO8/s1600-h/DSCN1058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYQwJZPkk4/SMQ1pCXeMGI/AAAAAAAAAQs/YdWZQ-df01E/s320-R/DSCN1058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Separating the Gummi Bears&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYQwJZPkk4/SMQ2GOjI02I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/qgAN0RtBMfM/s1600-h/DSCN1060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYQwJZPkk4/SMQ2GOjI02I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/BilW82U7hYE/s320-R/DSCN1060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melting them... mmm...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYQwJZPkk4/SMQ2sGDqnYI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/tM7zNxnDbf4/s1600-h/DSCN1062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYQwJZPkk4/SMQ2sGDqnYI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/meht4wn289E/s320-R/DSCN1062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to be cracked open!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These suckers are much tastier than the tiny gummi bears were before being melted. A little harder to chew, but hey they're huge!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661327818948930026-2398576727971721571?l=www.tobleroneking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~4/vTwuxME53cw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~3/vTwuxME53cw/giant-gummi-bears.html</link><author>admin@tobleroneking.com (Toblerone King)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYQwJZPkk4/SMQ3in-XKtI/AAAAAAAAARE/TBOteEzqyRY/s72-Rc/DSCN1067.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tobleroneking.com/2008/09/giant-gummi-bears.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661327818948930026.post-7697663064314985191</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Sep 2008 16:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-12T09:15:29.167-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jamba</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Threadless</category><title>Jamba Juice's New Service</title><description>I love my hair long. Since my  sophomore year in high school is has almost consistently been fairly lengthy, with the exception of a short haircut here and there for a play or something I was doing.  Well since I am heading to basic training for the Air Force very soon and I figured my girlfriend might appreciate it anyway, I decided to cut it all off now to get used to it again before I go to training. I texted her at work and said I was going to shave it off myself; she countered, telling me to come into the store where one of her work pals would cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;
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She works at Jamba Juice.&lt;br /&gt;
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I didn't think she was serious; get my hair cut at a &lt;i&gt;smoothie shop?&lt;/i&gt; I had to laugh but I drove down there anyway... she wasn't bluffing.&lt;br /&gt;
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Next thing I know I'm sitting in the alley adjoining the store, my lovely locks being lopped off. Yes, lovely. I have soft hair! Well, had. For what its worth she did a great job though.&lt;br /&gt;
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Dreading a fateful appointment with the scissors.&lt;br /&gt;
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I think Jamba Juice should offer this as a new service. Order a smoothie, get your hair cut while you wait! All I know is getting your hair chopped isn't so bad while you're enjoying an Orange Refresher. C'mon Jamba, I'm waiting...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Afterthought:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I probably would have been more sensible to wear an old shirt to the Jamba Salon(or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jambalon&lt;/span&gt;) instead of wearing my new Threadless tee, but then again what is sensible about getting your haircut by someone who makes smoothies? (Thanks Heather)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661327818948930026-7697663064314985191?l=www.tobleroneking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~4/76ny8HtczMI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~3/76ny8HtczMI/jamba-juices-new-service.html</link><author>admin@tobleroneking.com (Toblerone King)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYQwJZPkk4/SMQqKwFl8bI/AAAAAAAAAP8/q13e2sdGLXA/s72-Rc/DSCN0985.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tobleroneking.com/2008/09/jamba-juices-new-service.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661327818948930026.post-4590948668685425246</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Sep 2008 16:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-06T09:11:00.433-07:00</atom:updated><title>The Lazy Blogger</title><description>Today I'm feeling particularly lazy, which is great because I just stumbled upon the 'lazy blogger'. All you do is enter in a few settings and it generates a simple blog post for you. So I'm going to sit back and let the lazy blogger do the work for me today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Holy Blog Of Doom, Batman! I just opened mine eyes, and lo! I have not updated this since you last visited... You would not believe that I actually have a life. Not just a second one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am lost in a sea of pseudo-olde-english with discovering time doesn't stand still, hoping you haven't found other blogs, just generally being the life of the party to anyone unfortunate to cross my path, my day seems to involve the authorities from midday to I see my darling's 10000 text messages. I am looking at rectifying this. can't they see I am blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't promise anything to you but I will try to remember my blog password more often in future. Go with God, good friends. Unless of course the pool with the cocktail bar is heated!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661327818948930026-4590948668685425246?l=www.tobleroneking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~4/M0l3EufFyzU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~3/M0l3EufFyzU/lazy-blogger.html</link><author>admin@tobleroneking.com (Toblerone King)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tobleroneking.com/2008/09/lazy-blogger.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661327818948930026.post-1653575766711627289</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Sep 2008 17:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-05T10:46:58.138-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Gary Vaynerchuk</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pleasedress.me</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Threadless</category><title>Please Dress Me, pleasedress.me!</title><description>You've all heard me praise &lt;a href="http://www.garyvaynerchuk.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Gary Vaynerchuk&lt;/a&gt; for his energy-saturated personality and business-saavy mindset. Well he's back doing what he does best, haveing recently launched a new website with his brother AJ, &lt;a href="http://pleasedress.me/ "target="_blank"&gt;http://pleasedress.me&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've also heard me go on about &lt;a href="http://www.threadless.com/?streetteam=toblerone.king" target="_blank"&gt;Threadless&lt;/a&gt;, my favourite t-shirt company. I just love cool and witty shirts! Well pleasedressme is  bringing together Gary, Threadless, and the whole t-shirt community in an explosive and highly anticipated online venture. Pleasedress.me's concept is simple: A search engine for t-shirts. Instead of browsing an endless and possibly intimidating - although amazing - list of shirt websites to find what you're looking for, you can use pleasedress.me to search all those sites at once - Oh yes. you can type in your own search keywords of browse by tags, shirt colour, price... it's indispensable in your quest for the perfect tee. You have no idea how excited I am about this. It's still a new project so not all sites and shirts are cataloged, but that's changing fast, I know for a fact Gary was up all night doing t-shirts. Woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go check it out! I am so excited to see what Gary and the gang come up with next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661327818948930026-1653575766711627289?l=www.tobleroneking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~4/O-5KpjOUvJc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheTobleroneKing/~3/O-5KpjOUvJc/please-dress-me-pleasedressme.html</link><author>admin@tobleroneking.com (Toblerone King)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tobleroneking.com/2008/09/please-dress-me-pleasedressme.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>
