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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYAQX49fSp7ImA9WhRaE0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888096474616817589</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:55:40.065-08:00</updated><category term="Emma Donoghue" /><category term="Summer" /><category term="Houseguest" /><category term="comfort" /><category term="Gin" /><category term="Traffic" /><category term="Cheese" /><category term="I Definitely Just Called You Out" /><category term="Attorney" /><category term="Photos" /><category term="Gentleman's Library" /><category term="Cafe Culture" /><category term="Advice and Q and A" /><category term="Wine" /><category term="Ray Ban" /><category term="perception" /><category term="analysis" /><category term="Russian Standard Vodka" /><category term="Travel" /><category term="Food" /><category term="Bloody Mary" /><category term="Celery" /><category term="Confidence" /><category term="UF" /><category term="Video" /><category term="Detailed" /><category term="Style" /><category term="recommendations" /><category term="Museums" /><category term="Olives" /><category term="Painting" /><category term="Gallery" /><category term="Reviews" /><category term="weightloss" /><category term="Starbucks" /><category term="Lawyer" /><category term="critical" /><category term="Galleries" /><category term="Art" /><category term="Vodka" /><category term="Cigars" /><category term="judgmental" /><category term="Traffic Ticket" /><category term="criticism" /><category term="body image" /><category term="Harn Museum" /><category term="Shake It Like A Polaroid Picture" /><category term="Posture" /><category term="Love" /><category term="Tobasco" /><category term="Fashion" /><category term="Scotch and Other Lesser Drinks" /><category term="Room" /><category term="Whiskey Willys Bloody Mary Mix" /><category term="Sunglasses" /><category term="Headliners" /><category term="Hat Tips" /><category term="Virtual Assistant" /><category term="judgment" /><category term="Books" /><title>The Young Gentleman</title><subtitle type="html">The Young Gentleman is a blog dedicated to gentlemen, their etiquette, and what this all means in the modern world. The Young Gentleman explores what is means to be a gentleman, in person, on the phone, and online. This is an active community that encourages feedback.
-The Young Gentleman</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>The Young Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18038485903455677919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_a5g1M-xTcQ/TgJk7RZFYLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/So_-ERfjKQ8/s220/Cigar%2BCropped.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>647</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/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/TheYoungGentleman" /><feedburner:info uri="theyounggentleman" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>TheYoungGentleman</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE4BSX47fip7ImA9WhdWE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888096474616817589.post-1435691404999954006</id><published>2011-09-06T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T09:35:58.006-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-06T09:35:58.006-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="perception" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Advice and Q and A" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Posture" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="body image" /><title>Keeping Your Energy Up: The 5 o'clock Swag</title><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/2011/09/keeping-your-energy-up-5-oclock-swag.html#comment-form" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/1435691404999954006?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/1435691404999954006?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheYoungGentleman/~3/0KwJrWbr_1I/keeping-your-energy-up-5-oclock-swag.html" title="Keeping Your Energy Up: The 5 o'clock Swag" /><author><name>The Young Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18038485903455677919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_a5g1M-xTcQ/TgJk7RZFYLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/So_-ERfjKQ8/s220/Cigar%2BCropped.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><content type="html">It is inevitable that by the end of the work day, when ever that is for you, you are slouched, losing any energy you had, and pretty much a drone. You finished the day...because you had to...and just want to go home.

Now you stop it. You stop it right there. You sir are a gentleman and you need your 5 o'clock Swag!

So what, your co-workers are complaining that they are tired and how long the 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4a2qVc6QgQ3XkAJBfV3zlJuXqQs/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4a2qVc6QgQ3XkAJBfV3zlJuXqQs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheYoungGentleman/~4/0KwJrWbr_1I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/2011/09/keeping-your-energy-up-5-oclock-swag.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEAFRn0ycCp7ImA9WhdXF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888096474616817589.post-6562261538337495007</id><published>2011-08-30T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T18:05:17.398-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-30T18:05:17.398-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bloody Mary" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tobasco" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Whiskey Willys Bloody Mary Mix" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Olives" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Russian Standard Vodka" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Celery" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Vodka" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Scotch and Other Lesser Drinks" /><title>Best Bloody Mary Ever</title><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/2011/08/best-bloody-mary-ever.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/6562261538337495007?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/6562261538337495007?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheYoungGentleman/~3/zEM7ndnKJlU/best-bloody-mary-ever.html" title="Best Bloody Mary Ever" /><author><name>The Young Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18038485903455677919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_a5g1M-xTcQ/TgJk7RZFYLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/So_-ERfjKQ8/s220/Cigar%2BCropped.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MkDEUVnz1Ok/Tl2Hq3w65WI/AAAAAAAAAHs/5Ng1COHbR7A/s72-c/BM.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">This weekend, I had a little welcome back Bloody Brunch for my friends and I. This meant that I had to impress them all with my amazing Bloody Mary's. It is only recently that I have discovered my love for these medicinal concoctions. I had one while I was in Olympia over the weekend at this AMAZING place and haven't stopped drinking since (I should reword that...but I won't). 

Anyway so I went 
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People often want to change something about themselves. That's fine. Hell there are a lot of adjustments I would make with the right bank account and a 
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I spent the weekend at the Epic Hotel in Downtown Miami and was once again blown away by the service. Checking in Friday evening was painless and ended with me in a standard double double-with a view of the water, the pool deck, and a bed soaked in Frette Linen. How could I ever leave this place? I spent the next day in a cabana by the 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3OXsiIQW7L9i_5otfMVRLKyp0q0/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3OXsiIQW7L9i_5otfMVRLKyp0q0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheYoungGentleman/~4/ipavjyYEpXA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/2011/08/hat-tips-august-15.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYERXw5fCp7ImA9WhdRGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888096474616817589.post-2039821018977831408</id><published>2011-08-09T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T08:01:44.224-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-09T08:01:44.224-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Detailed" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Virtual Assistant" /><title>Detailed: A Virtual Assistant Group LLC</title><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/2011/08/detailed-virtual-assistant-group-llc.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/2039821018977831408?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/2039821018977831408?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheYoungGentleman/~3/kQpHLEINeSM/detailed-virtual-assistant-group-llc.html" title="Detailed: A Virtual Assistant Group LLC" /><author><name>The Young Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18038485903455677919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_a5g1M-xTcQ/TgJk7RZFYLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/So_-ERfjKQ8/s220/Cigar%2BCropped.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">For those of you who may not have seen an earlier post, I also have a company called Detailed which provides people with Virtual Assistants. If you click on "The Secret Trick To The Effective Lady/Gentleman" You can learn more.

However our website has changed. To learn more about hiring a virtual assistant and increasing your productivity please visit http://detailedva.com

Now back to your 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Fk3TV5_98i6mSQ1C1PB3YWjezUU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Fk3TV5_98i6mSQ1C1PB3YWjezUU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheYoungGentleman/~4/kQpHLEINeSM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/2011/08/detailed-virtual-assistant-group-llc.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMCRng6fCp7ImA9WhdRF04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888096474616817589.post-6376206987098401796</id><published>2011-08-07T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T10:34:27.614-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-07T10:34:27.614-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recommendations" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hat Tips" /><title>Hat Tips</title><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/2011/08/hat-tips.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/6376206987098401796?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/6376206987098401796?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheYoungGentleman/~3/F1TIE4ntxn0/hat-tips.html" title="Hat Tips" /><author><name>The Young Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18038485903455677919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_a5g1M-xTcQ/TgJk7RZFYLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/So_-ERfjKQ8/s220/Cigar%2BCropped.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Good Afternoon,

First of all, I would like to thank Primer Magazine for adding The Young Gentleman to their dispatch. What an honor to be on the same list as all of the other blogs that I personally read. For those of you who haven't read Primer, it is a must. What a fantastic group of articles that are both fun and relevant (relevancy is sometimes hard to come by in the blogging community).

So
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cvzM-155llKC46cLA4Wt22DXr14/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cvzM-155llKC46cLA4Wt22DXr14/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheYoungGentleman/~4/F1TIE4ntxn0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/2011/08/hat-tips.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8NRHs5fyp7ImA9WhdREUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888096474616817589.post-6321911788236279154</id><published>2011-07-31T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T18:08:15.527-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-31T18:08:15.527-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Galleries" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="UF" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Advice and Q and A" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Painting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Art" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Harn Museum" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Museums" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Gallery" /><title>Benefits of Art Appreciation</title><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/2011/07/benefits-of-art-appreciation.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/6321911788236279154?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/6321911788236279154?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheYoungGentleman/~3/2BKH-wFN52o/benefits-of-art-appreciation.html" title="Benefits of Art Appreciation" /><author><name>The Young Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18038485903455677919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_a5g1M-xTcQ/TgJk7RZFYLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/So_-ERfjKQ8/s220/Cigar%2BCropped.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">So this week, I had the pleasure of hosting my cousin at my apartment. One of the best things that we took the time to do was visit the Harn Museum. It's so easy to forget about local museums and how useful they are. Spending time at a museum is not only a great way to pass the day, but also teaches you so much.

Getting the most out of art is simple and not this high society, bourgeois thing 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/W6KUmtJgkIXR1MrU6xPlBdu5mZM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/W6KUmtJgkIXR1MrU6xPlBdu5mZM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheYoungGentleman/~4/2BKH-wFN52o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/2011/07/benefits-of-art-appreciation.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUCQX46fyp7ImA9WhdSGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888096474616817589.post-5497231342517667797</id><published>2011-07-29T05:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T05:57:40.017-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-29T05:57:40.017-07:00</app:edited><title>Saving Money on Drinks</title><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/2011/07/saving-money-on-drinks.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/5497231342517667797?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/5497231342517667797?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheYoungGentleman/~3/RjsZJI_7L1c/saving-money-on-drinks.html" title="Saving Money on Drinks" /><author><name>The Young Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18038485903455677919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_a5g1M-xTcQ/TgJk7RZFYLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/So_-ERfjKQ8/s220/Cigar%2BCropped.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">As you all know, I'm a big proponent of not drinking what you don't like. Unfortunately that can be expensive and makes many of us cut corners. Therefore I am sharing with you my trick for drinking well on a budget. Step 1: When you go out order whatever you want for your first drink. That means you don't have to drink well liquor or the cheapest glass of wine, select exactly what you want. Step 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ieXO-aDt88OGFI8blEnc_gNUiT4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ieXO-aDt88OGFI8blEnc_gNUiT4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheYoungGentleman/~4/RjsZJI_7L1c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/2011/07/saving-money-on-drinks.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C08ARnkyeip7ImA9WhdSFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888096474616817589.post-5062218732499812290</id><published>2011-07-24T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T16:57:27.792-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-24T16:57:27.792-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Video" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Advice and Q and A" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Gentleman's Library" /><title>Library Etiquette: Being Respectful While You Study</title><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/2011/07/library-etiquette-being-respectful.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/5062218732499812290?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/5062218732499812290?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheYoungGentleman/~3/_xsDWBd76_0/library-etiquette-being-respectful.html" title="Library Etiquette: Being Respectful While You Study" /><author><name>The Young Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18038485903455677919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_a5g1M-xTcQ/TgJk7RZFYLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/So_-ERfjKQ8/s220/Cigar%2BCropped.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">So whether you are facebook or studying in the library, we all want peace and quiet. This video is in response to a question from @Rey_Rodriguez regarding library etiquette. 
Enjoy and keep the questions coming!




-The Young Gentleman
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So most likely you are in a cafe now reading this and I would encourage you to get 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ixXXe_Rxn6b-PFH9rMjPtnQgx0c/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ixXXe_Rxn6b-PFH9rMjPtnQgx0c/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheYoungGentleman/~4/5ZskPx0iK_s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/2011/07/office-space-costs-cup-of-coffee.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8CRHs-cCp7ImA9WhdSEEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888096474616817589.post-5205434815287986481</id><published>2011-07-19T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T10:34:25.558-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-19T10:34:25.558-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Advice and Q and A" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sunglasses" /><title>I Wear My Sunglasses At Night</title><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-wear-my-sunglasses-at-night.html#comment-form" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/5205434815287986481?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/5205434815287986481?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheYoungGentleman/~3/CjVcCWj2NfM/i-wear-my-sunglasses-at-night.html" title="I Wear My Sunglasses At Night" /><author><name>The Young Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18038485903455677919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_a5g1M-xTcQ/TgJk7RZFYLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/So_-ERfjKQ8/s220/Cigar%2BCropped.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><content type="html">I don't know how to explain my relationship with sunglasses. I used to hate her. We never spoke. I was envious of how cool she was and thought she would never go out with me. I was convinced that we were in two different levels, way out of my league. Then one day it all changed.

My mom has this love for watching me spend money because I am so cheap when it comes to my own. Give me money and I 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/dnb8NVPrPC7-OkZMrvqh70IB0EU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/dnb8NVPrPC7-OkZMrvqh70IB0EU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheYoungGentleman/~4/CjVcCWj2NfM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-wear-my-sunglasses-at-night.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D08MRn4_eSp7ImA9WhdSEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888096474616817589.post-755252467510376596</id><published>2011-07-18T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T17:38:07.041-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-18T17:38:07.041-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cigars" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Scotch and Other Lesser Drinks" /><title>The Hidden Drink: The Shower Drink</title><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/2011/07/hidden-drink-shower-drink.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/755252467510376596?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/755252467510376596?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheYoungGentleman/~3/SkqiundQBO0/hidden-drink-shower-drink.html" title="The Hidden Drink: The Shower Drink" /><author><name>The Young Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18038485903455677919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_a5g1M-xTcQ/TgJk7RZFYLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/So_-ERfjKQ8/s220/Cigar%2BCropped.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">You know you do it, there's that one drink that never seems to get counted, the drink that no one talks about: The Shower Drink. In one way or another many of us do it. Before we start to get ready we pour a little hooch. Maybe just to take a sip before we shower, or to have it waiting for us when we get out, but there is always that drink we like to have while getting ready. It helps set the 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/We1dImF-KuCK6sjT6zFr9bTPzeA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/We1dImF-KuCK6sjT6zFr9bTPzeA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheYoungGentleman/~4/SkqiundQBO0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/2011/07/hidden-drink-shower-drink.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cCSXc6eip7ImA9WhdSEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888096474616817589.post-2436813547416281759</id><published>2011-07-18T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T16:17:48.912-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-18T16:17:48.912-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Advice and Q and A" /><title>Facebook Etiquette</title><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/2011/07/facebook-comment-etiquette.html#comment-form" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/2436813547416281759?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/2436813547416281759?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheYoungGentleman/~3/qX6C3O2ykX4/facebook-comment-etiquette.html" title="Facebook Etiquette" /><author><name>The Young Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18038485903455677919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_a5g1M-xTcQ/TgJk7RZFYLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/So_-ERfjKQ8/s220/Cigar%2BCropped.jpg" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><content type="html">@WeddingQuestion sent me a question about Facebook usage. I think it is important to discuss what is appropriate and what isn't when it comes to Facebook.

Comments:
Imagine yourself at a party, everyone is there, your family, friends, coworkers, I mean everyone. Now a group of you are talking, are there some things you wouldn't say? This is how you should go about Facebook comments. Whether it 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UtB5xRKANKm3q5QWRPy9K2FbgBU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UtB5xRKANKm3q5QWRPy9K2FbgBU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheYoungGentleman/~4/qX6C3O2ykX4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/2011/07/facebook-comment-etiquette.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcGSXc7cSp7ImA9WhdTFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888096474616817589.post-6404491121856054451</id><published>2011-07-14T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T16:43:48.909-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-14T16:43:48.909-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Wine" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Travel" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Scotch and Other Lesser Drinks" /><title>Domaine Serene</title><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/2011/07/domaine-serene.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/6404491121856054451?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/6404491121856054451?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheYoungGentleman/~3/givX82Htckw/domaine-serene.html" title="Domaine Serene" /><author><name>The Young Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18038485903455677919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_a5g1M-xTcQ/TgJk7RZFYLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/So_-ERfjKQ8/s220/Cigar%2BCropped.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wcrd9eOu6Vo/Th94suC88eI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3Ee6QdS24BM/s72-c/DSCN0673.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Early in the summer, my family and I had the pleasure of spending a night at Domaine Serene while on a trip to Portland Oregon.
It was absolutely gorgeous! Unbelievable, fantastic, WOW. When we got there, we drove up this hill and got exceptionally lost. As I was screaming at my father that we were in the right place...we had hit a dead end...apparently I was wrong. Anyway, we finally made it up 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zfOaDQN42rI8-bqsKorTR_db54Y/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zfOaDQN42rI8-bqsKorTR_db54Y/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheYoungGentleman/~4/givX82Htckw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/2011/07/domaine-serene.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkIMSX45fip7ImA9WhdTFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888096474616817589.post-3660536658580173105</id><published>2011-07-14T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T16:03:08.026-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-14T16:03:08.026-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="analysis" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Advice and Q and A" /><title>Bend Over</title><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/2011/07/bend-over.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/3660536658580173105?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/3660536658580173105?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheYoungGentleman/~3/48vjNxOaUX4/bend-over.html" title="Bend Over" /><author><name>The Young Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18038485903455677919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_a5g1M-xTcQ/TgJk7RZFYLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/So_-ERfjKQ8/s220/Cigar%2BCropped.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">There's something so unpleasant about bending over in public. One way or another you are showing everyone your ass, you look funny, and if you're down there long enough your face will be red when you stand up. Today I was out making copies when I dropped some papers. There I was ass to the sky for everyone to admire. During my time down there, I began to wonder, is there a polite way to this? A 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Tqp00jpoTT8b0i6VDNMxZEn3zUI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Tqp00jpoTT8b0i6VDNMxZEn3zUI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheYoungGentleman/~4/48vjNxOaUX4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/2011/07/bend-over.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkYCQX48fyp7ImA9WhdTEkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888096474616817589.post-1839386896329799946</id><published>2011-07-09T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T17:36:00.077-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-09T17:36:00.077-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Gin" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Summer" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Scotch and Other Lesser Drinks" /><title>Summer Cocktail: Grapefruit Gin</title><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/2011/07/summer-cocktail-grapefruit-gin.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/1839386896329799946?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/1839386896329799946?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheYoungGentleman/~3/KBGsHVguGdw/summer-cocktail-grapefruit-gin.html" title="Summer Cocktail: Grapefruit Gin" /><author><name>The Young Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18038485903455677919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_a5g1M-xTcQ/TgJk7RZFYLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/So_-ERfjKQ8/s220/Cigar%2BCropped.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">My summer (budget) drink has become Gin and Soda. But it's not just any Gin and Soda it's special because of the grapefruit sparkling water water. The floral Gin with the fruity sparkling water makes for the ideal mix for when it's hot and humid.

Ingredients:

1 Can of La Croix Grapefruit Sparkling Water (On sale at Publix 3 cases for 11)
2 Part of Gin ( I use New Amsterdam as it is currently on
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rZL4ymg9aHgRmMlCupB40MQWrBM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rZL4ymg9aHgRmMlCupB40MQWrBM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheYoungGentleman/~4/KBGsHVguGdw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/2011/07/summer-cocktail-grapefruit-gin.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEAMQ34_cSp7ImA9WhdTEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888096474616817589.post-8726627678255804904</id><published>2011-07-08T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T17:53:02.049-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-08T17:53:02.049-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="I Definitely Just Called You Out" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Advice and Q and A" /><title>Your Fly Is Down</title><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/2011/07/your-fly-is-down.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/8726627678255804904?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/8726627678255804904?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheYoungGentleman/~3/VcnfAsmlfYE/your-fly-is-down.html" title="Your Fly Is Down" /><author><name>The Young Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18038485903455677919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_a5g1M-xTcQ/TgJk7RZFYLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/So_-ERfjKQ8/s220/Cigar%2BCropped.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Is there anything else that makes you feel more under dressed then standing like a deer in head lights being told your fly is down? It's that awkward moment when you realize something is really wrong and you have to fix it...now. But your frozen.

Stage 1: Denial. No it's not down, why would it be down, I would never be that forgetful.
Stage 2: Oh shit
Stage 3: The realization that in fact you 
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This is one of the best books that I have read all summer. When I saw it on the NYTimes best seller list I knew I needed to read it. But it was still 12 dollars on Kindle and I wouldn't pay it. Finally one night I couldn't sleep so I downloaded the sample. Those things are dirty little tricks. You read enough to get hooked. All the sudden I was absorbed in the life
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/G1d7obJJv3J5j4CyAIcb6wRjJ5E/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/G1d7obJJv3J5j4CyAIcb6wRjJ5E/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheYoungGentleman/~4/6KR0D3AWFZY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/2011/07/room-by-emma-donoghue.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkMHR3w7fSp7ImA9WhdTEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888096474616817589.post-8003981147583070283</id><published>2011-07-07T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T16:13:56.205-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-07T16:13:56.205-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Video" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Advice and Q and A" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Confidence" /><title>Naturally Speaking: The Conversational Gentleman</title><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/2011/07/naturally-speaking-conversational.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/8003981147583070283?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/8003981147583070283?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheYoungGentleman/~3/dvIBruELoVE/naturally-speaking-conversational.html" title="Naturally Speaking: The Conversational Gentleman" /><author><name>The Young Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18038485903455677919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_a5g1M-xTcQ/TgJk7RZFYLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/So_-ERfjKQ8/s220/Cigar%2BCropped.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">I had a question submitted by Quarantus System (@Quarantus) regarding how a gentleman should speak. I took the time to respond to that question in this short clip.

Have more questions about being a gentleman? Leave them in the comment!

-The Young Gentleman







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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XN4SGsQIWW1qQYDVVeodokpgaeY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XN4SGsQIWW1qQYDVVeodokpgaeY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheYoungGentleman/~4/dvIBruELoVE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/2011/07/naturally-speaking-conversational.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0ICRX4-eSp7ImA9WhdTEEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888096474616817589.post-3678540484495603412</id><published>2011-07-07T09:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T13:12:44.051-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-07T13:12:44.051-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Advice and Q and A" /><title>What does it mean to be a gentleman?</title><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://theygentleman.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-does-it-mean-to-be-gentleman.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/3678540484495603412?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5888096474616817589/posts/default/3678540484495603412?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheYoungGentleman/~3/P9hmtjgURqg/what-does-it-mean-to-be-gentleman.html" title="What does it mean to be a gentleman?" /><author><name>The Young Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18038485903455677919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_a5g1M-xTcQ/TgJk7RZFYLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/So_-ERfjKQ8/s220/Cigar%2BCropped.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">We all have different ideas about what it means to be a gentleman, to have manners, to be well groomed, etc. I would be interested to know what matters to you. What are your pet peeves. And what does being a gentleman mean to you?

-The Young Gentleman
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-The Young Gentleman
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Turns out they were hot.

It went right through the bag and onto the patio. I know have coal holes on my patio and 2 inches of ash...

2 steps backwards on my journey to being a grill master.

-The Young Gentleman
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