<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821606831567903255</id><updated>2024-10-07T00:02:41.470-05:00</updated><category term="rant"/><category term="story"/><category term="restaurant"/><category term="jobs"/><category term="music"/><category term="sex"/><category term="word for weekend"/><category term="children"/><category term="college"/><category term="humor"/><category term="new orleans"/><category term="pop culture"/><category term="tv"/><category term="America"/><category term="America&#39;s Got Talent"/><category term="Canada"/><category term="DA"/><category term="David McDade"/><category term="K-Town"/><category term="Michael Moore"/><category term="Paris Hilton"/><category term="STD"/><category term="Sicko"/><category term="Transformers"/><category term="Wal-Mart"/><category term="alli"/><category term="beer"/><category term="billboard"/><category term="book"/><category term="boy shakira"/><category term="campaign"/><category term="car"/><category term="cashier"/><category term="censorship"/><category term="cereal"/><category term="chain mail"/><category term="customer service"/><category term="delorean"/><category term="doctor"/><category term="driving"/><category term="drugs"/><category term="enya"/><category term="facebook"/><category term="film"/><category term="flakes"/><category term="fox"/><category term="gerogia"/><category term="health care"/><category term="history"/><category term="hooker"/><category term="idiot"/><category term="internet"/><category term="katrina"/><category term="kid"/><category term="king henry"/><category term="language"/><category term="liberal"/><category term="lohan"/><category term="louisiana"/><category term="marilyn manson"/><category term="medication"/><category term="mirapex"/><category term="movie"/><category term="myspace"/><category term="news"/><category term="olives"/><category term="parking"/><category term="placebo"/><category term="popular music"/><category term="porn"/><category term="public"/><category term="restroom"/><category term="sex offender"/><category term="sharpton"/><category term="slang"/><category term="super market"/><category term="technology"/><category term="teen"/><category term="television"/><category term="the used"/><category term="toy"/><category term="truck"/><category term="urine"/><category term="vehicle"/><category term="waiting room"/><category term="war"/><title type='text'>Waiting On Idiots</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896663149861074430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821606831567903255.post-1525701355581249292</id><published>2007-08-04T18:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T19:06:06.921-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sporadic Posting</title><content type='html'>I should inform all of you, I don&#39;t function like a normal person. I find something I enjoy, go manic, and than lose complete interest in it. I will find a video game I really enjoy and will play nothing else. Than one day, usually before completing it, I get bored and move onto something else. Some video games that had the above fate are; Final Fantasy IX, Final Fantasy X, Final Fantasy XII, Xenosaga Episode I, Tom Clancy&#39;s Rainbow Six Vegas, Need For Speed Hot Pursuit, and a bunch more I will likely remember later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will read a lot of books in a short amount of time, than get bored and not touch one, by my own free will, for several months. I do the same things with message boards, I will find one I like and visit it religiously for months. I&#39;d spend a lot of time there each day until eventually, it gets boring, and I find a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same happened with online poker, granted that was more of an addiction. Lets just say I&#39;m in debt. Be cautious. I&#39;m assuming it&#39;s still illegal in the States, but I&#39;m sure someone found a way around it by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is, I find a new hobby and suffocate it until it&#39;s no longer fun. Like every thing this just isn&#39;t as fun as it was in the beginning. I will still post, but won&#39;t be as active. I will update when something strikes my mind as interesting. No more &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;trying &lt;/span&gt;to think of something to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let me go back to watching &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Property Ladder &lt;/span&gt;on TLC.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/feeds/1525701355581249292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4821606831567903255/1525701355581249292' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/1525701355581249292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/1525701355581249292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/2007/08/sporadic-posting.html' title='Sporadic Posting'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896663149861074430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821606831567903255.post-2218339893982214326</id><published>2007-07-30T19:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T20:55:07.596-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="public"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="restroom"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Transformers"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="urine"/><title type='text'>Sanitize My Feet Please</title><content type='html'>I went to see Transformers the other night at a not so local theater (damn country living) and decided to wear my flip flops. I didn&#39;t feel like having to hunt down two semi-matching socks and figured it was a smart, convenient decision. At least until I ran to the bathroom while Kelly (girlfriend) waited in the concession line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked into the bathroom and went for the non-handicap stall. I would normally just use the urinal, but there was already a guy using one. My bladder shyness won&#39;t allow me to piss next to anyone I&#39;m not comfortable with (an issue for another day.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon entering the stall I immediately wonder, as I usually do, how hard is it to direct a stream of urine into a decent sized bowl? Their was a big puddle on the floor in front of the toilet which forced me to stand so far away from the bowl, I had no choice but to add to the substantial puddle of human leakage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thought that forced it&#39;s way to the forefront of my attention was the realization I only had an inch or so of rubber separating my flesh from, what I consider, the pitfalls of human accomplishment. Even with the advances in plumbing (no more throwing human waste out your window) human beings still manage to make a public restroom a health hazard in only twelve hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, if you are that horrible at aiming, sit down! On second thought, you probably can&#39;t because some asshole beat you to it and pissed everywhere except the designated area, leaving the toilet seat wet and disgusting. I know some women out there may be thinking, just squat, but squatting isn&#39;t very easy for us (at least me). I&#39;m always afraid I&#39;m going to leave something far worse on the seat than just urine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pondered one more thing before leaving and returning to my girlfriend. Why the hell does the stall door open into the toilet? When I went to leave, I had the daunting task of getting out of this community of bacteria and death. Considering I had to stand so far from the toilet, getting the door open without stepping in the nauseous puddle was a very difficult task. I had to contort my body in a rather weird way, while trying to get around the door with out stepping in the puddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While trying to accomplish this, my big toe slipped out my flip flop and onto the floor. I&#39;m glad nobody walked in while I was washing my foot in the public restroom. I imagine that would receive some odd looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If everyone wipes their own urine off the seat when they are done, the public toilet may not be such a disgusting place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Transformers was a enjoyable movie. If you enjoyed the original series as a kid, enjoy adventure, science fiction, or great special effects, you should go and see it.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/feeds/2218339893982214326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4821606831567903255/2218339893982214326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/2218339893982214326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/2218339893982214326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/2007/07/sanitize-my-feet-please.html' title='Sanitize My Feet Please'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896663149861074430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821606831567903255.post-1166735032054624314</id><published>2007-07-28T18:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:18:51.077-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrost Incense Ever?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAw8RTwzZ_mJovBTm997Fptg2oTSueUVL9bMOeEZmiDKsuHPIbxfKTSGh_rw4bAQT3abXrkFt34qXY5DDBSXbG2iAufMIAzaQDXwmeiZWk0Lzsahxeq-7OfQe7DNk7nSOiUO3Jpnigrd0L/s1600-h/DSC00762.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 68px; height: 233px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAw8RTwzZ_mJovBTm997Fptg2oTSueUVL9bMOeEZmiDKsuHPIbxfKTSGh_rw4bAQT3abXrkFt34qXY5DDBSXbG2iAufMIAzaQDXwmeiZWk0Lzsahxeq-7OfQe7DNk7nSOiUO3Jpnigrd0L/s320/DSC00762.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092402144214684690&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the local headshop today to buy some incense. I must say, Dreamcicle may be the worst scent ever. The picture to the left is what I bought. While burning a coconut stick of the same brand, the Dreamcicle over powered it while never leaving the box. It should also be noted the box was under the bed, several feet from me, while the burning stick was on the nightstand right beside me. Something isn&#39;t right here. Nothing should have that strong of a smell. Without even lighting one, they have already managed to cause a headache.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/feeds/1166735032054624314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4821606831567903255/1166735032054624314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/1166735032054624314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/1166735032054624314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/2007/07/wrost-incense-ever.html' title='Wrost Incense Ever?'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896663149861074430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAw8RTwzZ_mJovBTm997Fptg2oTSueUVL9bMOeEZmiDKsuHPIbxfKTSGh_rw4bAQT3abXrkFt34qXY5DDBSXbG2iAufMIAzaQDXwmeiZWk0Lzsahxeq-7OfQe7DNk7nSOiUO3Jpnigrd0L/s72-c/DSC00762.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821606831567903255.post-5840058146462404325</id><published>2007-07-28T17:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:18:51.311-06:00</updated><title type='text'>News Flash: Not Everyone Wants Children</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCEEOCYAxL135bEno8ImpQ82_kdk6HuWdzBJYjgC47lnRtMJsUmdg6Sm3DqtzvtZHRRBXsQbbnP_XEqDUctLbyPACTgFqljZSZGvF5DI0ARCZDaCPhXSGUnFHiEHrDLeiiQ39E177kBkhk/s1600-h/anal-because-kids-suck-tshi.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCEEOCYAxL135bEno8ImpQ82_kdk6HuWdzBJYjgC47lnRtMJsUmdg6Sm3DqtzvtZHRRBXsQbbnP_XEqDUctLbyPACTgFqljZSZGvF5DI0ARCZDaCPhXSGUnFHiEHrDLeiiQ39E177kBkhk/s320/anal-because-kids-suck-tshi.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092370232607675394&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this such a hard concept to grasp? Why are so many people shocked when my girlfriend or I say we never want to have children? I have gotten several confused looks, and many replies which consist of, &quot;you say that now, but you&#39;ll change your mind.&quot; Really, I&#39;m so glad you, someone I probably don&#39;t even like, knows me better than I know myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another common reply we both receive is, &quot;how could you &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; want a child, they are the most wonderful things in the world.&quot; I must admit; cleaning up human shit, being woken up at all hours of the night, staying up late at night wondering where the hell my daughters at, and not being able to travel because I work for an ungrateful child, is something I have always wanted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children aren&#39;t right for everyone. What difference does it make to anyone if I never have a child? There are to many people in this world as it is... I only wish there were more people who feel the same as me on this issue. On top of everything already stated, by having a child, I run the risk of being yet another horrible parent. I would rather not be responsible for creating a parasite to society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People need to get it through their thick skulls, not everyone wants a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Side rant... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I wish some of the whores on welfare would have adopted my way of thinking, rather than spreading their legs for any thing with a penis and popping out a kid every year like clock work. Or the asshole men who have ten children with nine different women, while working a job that pays $8 an hour. Mistakes happen... once or twice! Not three or more times. Go to the gynecologist, get birth control, and make the man wear a fucking condom. It may fail once or twice, but you won&#39;t wind up with a bundle of children you can&#39;t fucking afford. If you can&#39;t take care of a child properly, do everything in your power to prevent it, you buffoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually &quot;buffoon,&quot; is a horrible word in this case, since there is nothing humorous about the kind of people mentioned above. Every last one of them should be sterilized.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/feeds/5840058146462404325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4821606831567903255/5840058146462404325' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/5840058146462404325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/5840058146462404325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/2007/07/news-flash-not-everyone-wants-children.html' title='News Flash: Not Everyone Wants Children'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896663149861074430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCEEOCYAxL135bEno8ImpQ82_kdk6HuWdzBJYjgC47lnRtMJsUmdg6Sm3DqtzvtZHRRBXsQbbnP_XEqDUctLbyPACTgFqljZSZGvF5DI0ARCZDaCPhXSGUnFHiEHrDLeiiQ39E177kBkhk/s72-c/anal-because-kids-suck-tshi.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821606831567903255.post-1852777401244464122</id><published>2007-07-28T16:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T16:30:30.042-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update coming shortly</title><content type='html'>I have been experiencing extreme writers block the past few days. I have several incomplete posts I just couldn&#39;t seem to finish. I will have an update in an hour or so though.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/feeds/1852777401244464122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4821606831567903255/1852777401244464122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/1852777401244464122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/1852777401244464122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/2007/07/update-coming-shortly.html' title='Update coming shortly'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896663149861074430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821606831567903255.post-4484730443838000863</id><published>2007-07-24T17:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T17:35:04.113-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="enya"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="marilyn manson"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="placebo"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="the used"/><title type='text'>Music I Actually Like</title><content type='html'>I don&#39;t have time to make a detailed post today since I have to go to New Orleans to pick my car up from the shop. I figure since I had no problem &lt;a href=&quot;http://86themenu.blogspot.com/2007/07/why-does-america-like-crappy-music.html&quot;&gt;insulting the music&lt;/a&gt; most Americans listens to, I will post some videos of songs I think are great. Feel free to leave a comment and critique my choice in music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Placebo - Twenty Years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height=&quot;350&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/rDnITiRNRks&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;wmode&quot; value=&quot;transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/rDnITiRNRks&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot; height=&quot;350&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The Used - The Bird and The Worm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height=&quot;350&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/12dBCgAo-RA&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;wmode&quot; value=&quot;transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/12dBCgAo-RA&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot; height=&quot;350&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Marilyn Manson - This is the New Shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height=&quot;350&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/KxDiucKgb_Y&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;wmode&quot; value=&quot;transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/KxDiucKgb_Y&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot; height=&quot;350&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and finally, something a bit different from the rest.&lt;br /&gt;4. Enya - Only Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height=&quot;350&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/1NNLzheTxCA&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;wmode&quot; value=&quot;transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/1NNLzheTxCA&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot; height=&quot;350&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats right, I&#39;m not afraid to admit I enjoy Enya.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/feeds/4484730443838000863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4821606831567903255/4484730443838000863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/4484730443838000863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/4484730443838000863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/2007/07/music-i-actually-like.html' title='Music I Actually Like'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896663149861074430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821606831567903255.post-920308750852684195</id><published>2007-07-22T17:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:18:51.493-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="health care"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Michael Moore"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rant"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sicko"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="war"/><title type='text'>Deportation Weekly - Michael Moore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gmVOoWkQP0A/RqPayftak_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/kbMbSPjxYKI/s1600-h/michael-moore-2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gmVOoWkQP0A/RqPayftak_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/kbMbSPjxYKI/s320/michael-moore-2.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090152564899091442&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This weeks nominee for permanent relocation is Michael Moore. I must be honest, this decision was very easy to make. Moore is a man who has annoyed me from the moment I became interested in the news and current events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Fahrenheit 9/11&lt;/span&gt; wasn&#39;t bad enough, he felt the need to release yet another film &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (he&#39;s released five to many in my opinion.) This time he has the health care system in his cross hairs with &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Sicko&lt;/span&gt;. It isn&#39;t enough for him to point out the health care system has problems, he feels he is obligated to propose a plan to make it even worse. I&#39;m seriously surprised so many people are supporting his bull shit solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a capitalistic society. Those with more money and better jobs, should get better health care. The only thing that will happen with Moore&#39;s solution, is that everyone will receive shitty medical treatment, not just the poor. Yup, that&#39;s a winning plan. It would be wonderful if every American citizen could receive equally great health care, but they can&#39;t. If you like Moore and his views you may be thinking I&#39;m an asshole who doesn&#39;t care about the poor. Wrong, I&#39;m just smarter than you and can see the huge problem with his plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think our current system needs to be revamped, but we shouldn&#39;t adopt a socialistic view towards our health care system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Part II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In high school, I was tricked into going to see &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Fahrenheit 9/11&lt;/span&gt;. Some friends and I were at the mall and decided to walk over to the theater to see what was playing. The three of them wanted to watch his film, &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Fahrenheit 9/11&lt;/span&gt;, I did not. Nonetheless, I decided to tag along because I figured I would at least find some humor in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...And I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t remember much about the film, but one part stands out in my mind. At one point some U.S. solders were talking about how they listen to music via the speakers in their tank. The songs they mentioned and the two they were listening to were Drowning Pool&#39;s &quot;Bodies,&quot; and Coal Chambers &quot;Sway.&quot; Here is the clip of the part I&#39;m referring to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height=&quot;350&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/HrtNSZh2Tnw&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;wmode&quot; value=&quot;transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/HrtNSZh2Tnw&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot; height=&quot;350&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon seeing this, some lady sitting in front of me let out a gasp, &quot;That&#39;s so horrible.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No it&#39;s not, it&#39;s fucking war! What the hell is wrong with them getting pumped up to kill people. It&#39;s what they are paid to do. They are simply doing their fucking job and they don&#39;t have a choice what orders they follow. If you don&#39;t agree with the war great, I don&#39;t either, but don&#39;t try and portray our troops as monsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of his horrible films, the idiotic reaction it causes in stupid fucking American citizens, and his general lack of good hygiene, Michael Moore should be escorted across the boarder ASAP. Canada has the health care system he loves so much.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/feeds/920308750852684195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4821606831567903255/920308750852684195' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/920308750852684195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/920308750852684195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/2007/07/deportation-weekly-michael-moore.html' title='Deportation Weekly - Michael Moore'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896663149861074430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gmVOoWkQP0A/RqPayftak_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/kbMbSPjxYKI/s72-c/michael-moore-2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821606831567903255.post-1208250630090684408</id><published>2007-07-20T15:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:18:51.648-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="alli"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="drugs"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="humor"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="medication"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mirapex"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sex"/><title type='text'>Mirapex: Odd Side Effects</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE3OV1qhsHIRzhqXuCDnrWfVffhyc90Qw9q2vvct-wxlPukbGNfbNlzKeCX2JIo-PaLafF_6Wz8AZbKC7tm_ZHwmrJQQeFBQBc-_KfOqpeD1CU9-fXUaDoAN-4omVvfepidicrFgBetfML/s1600-h/mirapexRLS_logo.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE3OV1qhsHIRzhqXuCDnrWfVffhyc90Qw9q2vvct-wxlPukbGNfbNlzKeCX2JIo-PaLafF_6Wz8AZbKC7tm_ZHwmrJQQeFBQBc-_KfOqpeD1CU9-fXUaDoAN-4omVvfepidicrFgBetfML/s320/mirapexRLS_logo.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089385403528829794&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have always been fascinated by prescription drugs and their side effects. When I first saw the commercials for &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.myalli.com/&quot;&gt;Alli&lt;/a&gt;, a weight loss pill that may cause anal leakage, I thought I would never find anything funnier. The exact term they used was, &quot;oily spotting,&quot; and by my thought process insinuates anal leakage. Who would want a leaking ass in exchange for a few less pounds. You may look better, but no man wants a woman with skid marks in her underpants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than I saw a commercial for &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mirapex.com/&quot;&gt;Mirapex&lt;/a&gt;, and everything changed. I found this in their faq regarding possible side effects:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;There have been reports of patients taking certain medications to treat Parkinson’s disease or RLS (Restless Leg Syndrome), including MIRAPEX, that have reported &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;problems with gambling, compulsive eating, and increased sex drive.&lt;/span&gt; It is not possible to reliably estimate how often these behaviors occur to determine which factors may contribute to them. If you or your family members notice that you are developing unusual behaviors, talk to your doctor.&lt;/blockquote&gt;This is exactly what I want in a medication designed to keep my legs still while I sleep. It allows patients to get a good nights sleep before blowing their life savings at the craps table, may cause weight gain, or transform you into a nymphomaniac. The later may not be so bad depending on your take of sex and how often you are able to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I swear hon, the Mirapex made me do it. I was just so damn horny.&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/feeds/1208250630090684408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4821606831567903255/1208250630090684408' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/1208250630090684408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/1208250630090684408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/2007/07/mirapex-odd-side-effects.html' title='Mirapex: Odd Side Effects'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896663149861074430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE3OV1qhsHIRzhqXuCDnrWfVffhyc90Qw9q2vvct-wxlPukbGNfbNlzKeCX2JIo-PaLafF_6Wz8AZbKC7tm_ZHwmrJQQeFBQBc-_KfOqpeD1CU9-fXUaDoAN-4omVvfepidicrFgBetfML/s72-c/mirapexRLS_logo.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821606831567903255.post-1262794969911908748</id><published>2007-07-20T13:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T13:16:17.527-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Word for the Weekend 7/20</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; class=&quot;hw&quot;&gt;xenophobia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\ZEN-uh-FOE-bee-uh\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;noun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Definition: Fear or hatred of strangers, people from other countries, or of anything that is strange or foreign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;huge&quot;&gt; &quot;Time and again we see leaders and members of religions incite aggression, fanaticism, hate, and &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;xenophobia&lt;/span&gt; - even inspire and legitimate violent and bloody conflicts.&lt;/span&gt;&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;bodybold&quot;&gt; Hans Kung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;!-- SECBR --&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/feeds/1262794969911908748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4821606831567903255/1262794969911908748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/1262794969911908748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/1262794969911908748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/2007/07/word-for-weekend-720.html' title='Word for the Weekend 7/20'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896663149861074430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821606831567903255.post-6135070097901775166</id><published>2007-07-20T13:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T13:10:13.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Possible template change.</title><content type='html'>I&#39;m considering switching to a 3-column template for this blog. So, if in the next few days you observe some odd colors, strange lay outs, or any number of possible problems. Please bear with me. I&#39;m still getting used to this blogging thing and will fix what ever I fuck up as soon as I figure out how.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/feeds/6135070097901775166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4821606831567903255/6135070097901775166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/6135070097901775166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/6135070097901775166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/2007/07/possible-template-change.html' title='Possible template change.'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896663149861074430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821606831567903255.post-401704142634215577</id><published>2007-07-19T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T01:06:37.639-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cashier"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="olives"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="super market"/><title type='text'>Clumsy Cashier and the Olives</title><content type='html'>While I was visiting home today, my grandma asked me to run to the supermarket to get olives. The cashier was rather entertaining. When I first got to the register, she was collecting the cash from her customer. When she went to close the drawer, she didn&#39;t push it in hard enough or something and it sprang back out at her. The look on her face was priceless. She actually looked a little scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than when she rang up my grandma&#39;s olives, she accidentally placed them in between &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;two bags,&lt;/span&gt; rather than &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;putting&lt;/span&gt; them in &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;one bag.&lt;/span&gt; When she noticed her mistake she looked at me and said, &quot;Hehe, that could have been messy.&quot; Than she takes my money, opens her drawer, and stares blankly at me. After about 10 seconds of an awful stare down,  she snaps back to this world and tells me my total, looks at the money, and than proceeds (finally) to count out my change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found her rather interesting.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/feeds/401704142634215577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4821606831567903255/401704142634215577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/401704142634215577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/401704142634215577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/2007/07/clumsy-cashier-and-olives.html' title='Clumsy Cashier and the Olives'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896663149861074430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821606831567903255.post-2866655184843751313</id><published>2007-07-19T18:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T21:51:36.777-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chain mail"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="facebook"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="myspace"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rant"/><title type='text'>Chain Mail</title><content type='html'>Why I hate chain mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scroll down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;(scroll down 10 minutes before reaching the next line of text.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of the name of a member of the opposite sex you REALLY like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;(scroll down 10 minutes before reaching the next line of text.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now count to ten...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;(scroll down 10 minutes before reaching the next line of text.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn around ten times while reciting an incantation of your choice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;(scroll down 10 minutes before reaching the next line of text.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now send this blog entry to ten of your closest friends (within 10 minutes of course) and the person who&#39;s name you thought of will ask you out on a date!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course your other option is to simply ask the person you thought of out on a date. You will be surprised how much better that works, as opposed to following the directions of a retarded chain letter. Plus, you will have absolutely no reason to forward anymore to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly would have thought this internet fad would have died down by now. Unfortunately it only mutated to encompass not only email; but facebook, myspace, and any other social networking site you can possibly imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, most people in my contact list have grown beyond the chain letter, however, there are still a handful which feel it is emanate I receive every single one ever created... ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, why is the number &quot;10&quot; so important in these things?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/feeds/2866655184843751313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4821606831567903255/2866655184843751313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/2866655184843751313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/2866655184843751313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/2007/07/chain-mail.html' title='Chain Mail'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896663149861074430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821606831567903255.post-7461891298419609391</id><published>2007-07-18T17:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:18:52.143-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="car"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="delorean"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="idiot"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="parking"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rant"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="truck"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vehicle"/><title type='text'>Horrible Parking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXznOeunb9W3M3bceULfYuSkaBIF31pNk_Hk80TvHlDk6BS8hNG8KC72K1jLU55W_w2RU3fv37S-AqGgEJHSBSlnIlmvbXrGaOtbjTH4YpBVUq4pcAYVy1bLOZFBIvU7n79UmOj3VmenYA/s1600-h/28.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXznOeunb9W3M3bceULfYuSkaBIF31pNk_Hk80TvHlDk6BS8hNG8KC72K1jLU55W_w2RU3fv37S-AqGgEJHSBSlnIlmvbXrGaOtbjTH4YpBVUq4pcAYVy1bLOZFBIvU7n79UmOj3VmenYA/s320/28.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088660851135929154&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Driving isn&#39;t complicated, yet there are some things people do, which may make it more difficult than it needs to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Drinking before driving.&lt;br /&gt;2. Taking medication before driving. Yes your vehicle falls under the&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt; heavy machinery &lt;/span&gt;warning label&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;3. Driving a vehicle which is to large for your peanut b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I continue, let me clarify something, I have nothing against gigantic vehicles. However, I do have a major problem with people who choose to drive them, while lacking the necessary brain power to handle them properly. Just because your form of transportation is larger than mine, does not mean you get two premium parking spaces. If you do feel the need to take up more than one space, park in the back of the fucking lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, if you squeeze your over sized gas guzzler into a spot and notice the small, eco-friendly cars next to you don&#39;t have enough clearance to open their doors, move your damn truck. Despite what Back to the Future fans may believe, the Delorean never caught on. Most cars in today&#39;s world require more than 12&quot; in order to open them fully (at least in America.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_BxkfMgCsmVpJbqkarOdjLn86s4vxYUZi0nBoDe0MC3YBHzjLngU5PdWyKFkW9WmUiwSitTEAVWzIOHN8Jn6sC9MqZ3GumB0dZYo49DLfwBzoZ_hYYll_Mk9tm8QCpM04tsqv9TN0qF3B/s1600-h/1981_Delorean_DMC12.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_BxkfMgCsmVpJbqkarOdjLn86s4vxYUZi0nBoDe0MC3YBHzjLngU5PdWyKFkW9WmUiwSitTEAVWzIOHN8Jn6sC9MqZ3GumB0dZYo49DLfwBzoZ_hYYll_Mk9tm8QCpM04tsqv9TN0qF3B/s320/1981_Delorean_DMC12.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088665541240216402&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, and others, will not hesitate to slam our car doors into the side of your vehicle if we have to inhale deeply before squeezing into our cars. Some people shouldn&#39;t drive anything larger than a go-kart, yet they insist on sitting behind the wheel of an Expedition. I hate every last one of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, before anyone comments on how I&#39;m not qualified to bitch about this. I used to drive a Ford F-150, extended cab, and when I felt I couldn&#39;t fit comfortably into a space, I chose a different one. This is the exact reason I fail to understand why others can&#39;t do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granted, it isn&#39;t only drivers of big vehicles who can&#39;t park correctly. There are assholes in small cars who can&#39;t seem to fit their Neon into a spot twice their cars size. For these people, there is no excuse, each and every one of them should have vulgarities spray painted on the side of their cars. &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author of this blog does not condone vandalism, however, if an entire can of spray paint accidentally goes off in your hand... oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I got that out of my system. While looking for a picture to add to this post, I came across &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.iparklikeanidiot.com/&quot;&gt;I Park Like An Idiot.com.&lt;/a&gt; They sell &quot;I park like an idiot&quot; bumper stickers, which I assume your supposed to stick to cars you see horribly parked. Their disclaimer says to not stick them on other cars like the pictures on their site, yet the smallest pack you can buy is a twenty pack. Some people deserve to have these things plastered to the back of their car. I urge each and every one of you to follow suit. If you don&#39;t feel like buying them, simply write it on a piece of paper and tape it to the moron&#39;s car.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/feeds/7461891298419609391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4821606831567903255/7461891298419609391' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/7461891298419609391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/7461891298419609391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/2007/07/horrible-parking.html' title='Horrible Parking'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896663149861074430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXznOeunb9W3M3bceULfYuSkaBIF31pNk_Hk80TvHlDk6BS8hNG8KC72K1jLU55W_w2RU3fv37S-AqGgEJHSBSlnIlmvbXrGaOtbjTH4YpBVUq4pcAYVy1bLOZFBIvU7n79UmOj3VmenYA/s72-c/28.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821606831567903255.post-6891174916308734464</id><published>2007-07-18T10:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T21:00:10.219-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="campaign"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="DA"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="David McDade"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gerogia"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="porn"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sex"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sex offender"/><title type='text'>A Call for Angry Letters</title><content type='html'>I&#39;m sure at this point, you have heard of the young man (Wilson) who is in jail because he received oral sex from a fellow teenager (2 year age difference.) Unfortunately, consensual oral sex between teens was illegal at the time, and he was sentenced to 10 years in prison. Since his conviction, Georgia has changed that law, and what he did is no longer illegal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of all this, the DA has released the sex tape of the two. Please note, this was consensual sex between a 15 and 17 year. Also, under Georgia law, if he had vaginal sex with her, Wilson would not be in jail today. On top of the fact this young man is in jail and will be classified as a sex offender for the rest of his life (if something isn&#39;t done,) the DA is now releasing the &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;child porn &lt;/span&gt;to certain individuals.  I say child porn since he was convicted for aggravated child molestation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to let the DA to hear what you have to say in regards to every aspect of this despicable case, I will include his contact info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more on this story, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.usatoday.com/news/nation/2007-07-13-teen-sex-tape_N.htm&quot;&gt;click here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To contact &lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;footer&quot;&gt;David McDade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;DA, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.celebratedouglascounty.com/cgi-bin/MySQLdb?VIEW=/departments/view_dept.txt&amp;cdept=67&amp;amp;department=District%20Attorney&quot;&gt;go here. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;deptsubtitle&quot;&gt;Contact:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;footer&quot;&gt;David McDade, Esquire&lt;br /&gt;District Attorney, Douglas Judicial District&lt;br /&gt;8700 Hospital Drive&lt;br /&gt;Main Floor, Douglas County Courthouse&lt;br /&gt;Douglasville, Georgia 30134&lt;br /&gt;Phone: 770.920.7292&lt;br /&gt;Fax: 770.920.7123&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get home from work, I will post a more light hearted and humorous update. I&#39;m just highly annoyed at this whole situation. It seems like horrible DA&#39;s are becoming a standard at this point.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/feeds/6891174916308734464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4821606831567903255/6891174916308734464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/6891174916308734464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/6891174916308734464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/2007/07/call-for-angry-letters.html' title='A Call for Angry Letters'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896663149861074430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821606831567903255.post-6728557212365794549</id><published>2007-07-17T17:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:18:52.163-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="customer service"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="humor"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jobs"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="story"/><title type='text'>A Dissatisfied Customer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjV3Oqn4bHHWggFfnKYDDZf_BVIKKzwkYvNFOtrXAsA1yTcuUPUKJAzf0zTX-54ErGy8MGHREjrJ48bfG-16zYKg1kYaSFtWzfOVyMqQBZlNNDl6yl7D_9CwWPVFIsWTimF5U2F1u-pP_H/s1600-h/BM1142~I-Know-Don-t-Care-Posters.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjV3Oqn4bHHWggFfnKYDDZf_BVIKKzwkYvNFOtrXAsA1yTcuUPUKJAzf0zTX-54ErGy8MGHREjrJ48bfG-16zYKg1kYaSFtWzfOVyMqQBZlNNDl6yl7D_9CwWPVFIsWTimF5U2F1u-pP_H/s320/BM1142~I-Know-Don-t-Care-Posters.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088314032526777122&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I told this story to the hostess the other day at work, and since she seemed to really like it, I figure I should share it with all of you. This took place a couple years ago, while working at Walgreen&#39;s. It was several weeks after  Hurricane Katrina  and our store was constantly crowded. The population of the town had nearly doubled, due to refugee&#39;s from New Orleans. The pharmacy was so overrun, it was taking &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; two days to fill people&#39;s prescriptions. And thus our story begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was working the front register at the time, while the cashier was taking a break. Taking over everyone else&#39;s position while they were on break was about 60% of my job... Another part of my job was to open the island register when the front cashier&#39;s line grew to long. When I was at the front register, like at the moment, there usually wasn&#39;t anyone to help ring up customers besides cosmetics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While working the front register, with about 6 customers in line, the phone rings.&lt;br /&gt;I answer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Thank you for calling Walgreen&#39;s, what can I help you with today?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A females voice responds, &quot;Hi, I&#39;m very angry right now.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What&#39;s the matter ma&#39;am?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I put my prescription in two day&#39;s ago and it still isn&#39;t ready.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kindly inform her, &quot;O.k., well I can transfer your call to pharmacy if you like.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No, that&#39;s alright, I just wanted to let someone know how angry I am right now. This is ridiculous, I have never had to wait two days for a prescription!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I retort, &quot;Well, I am more than happy to transfer you to pharmacy, if you like.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No, I don&#39;t want to talk to them, I have already talked to them and they told me there is nothing they can do. They said they will get to it when they can.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Well would you like to speak to a manger?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No, I don&#39;t want to talk to a manager, I just want to let someone know how angry I am and I certainly will not ever shop there again.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile the customer I&#39;m checking out is ready to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Your total is $7.52.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What, my total...,&quot; the voice on the phone inquires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Sorry, I was talking to the lady who&#39;s groceries I just rang up.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Look ma&#39;am,&quot; I direct to the lady on the phone, &quot;what would you like me to do?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I don&#39;t want you to do anything, I just want to let y&#39;all know how frustrated I am.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I&#39;ve had enough,&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I don&#39;t care, I make $6.00 an hour, but if you want me to transfer you to someone who may care, I will do that. Now if you don&#39;t want to talk to either of your two options, I am going to hang up. I am the cashier and the line is growing longer every second I&#39;m on the phone with you!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You are very rude, whats your name, I think I will report you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give her my name and employee number and ask, &quot;Would you like me to transfer you to the manager now?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No, I will do it later.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Alright, goodbye.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Click&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Some of the customers were smiling and a few were actually laughing by the time I hung up the phone. I apologized to them for the wait. At one point I got so involved with telling this woman how I didn&#39;t give a shit, I forgot about what else I was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When the cashier came back to her position, I informed a manger they may get a phone call about me. I explained the situation and he told me not to worry about it. I don&#39;t think she ever called. However, this is one of the reasons I will probably never work in customer service ever again, I can only put up with so much crap before I eventually lose it. I honestly don&#39;t think I would be able to keep a customer service job for long if I worked one now, I enjoy telling shitty customers off too much. &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/feeds/6728557212365794549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4821606831567903255/6728557212365794549' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/6728557212365794549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/6728557212365794549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/2007/07/dissatisfied-customer.html' title='A Dissatisfied Customer.'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896663149861074430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjV3Oqn4bHHWggFfnKYDDZf_BVIKKzwkYvNFOtrXAsA1yTcuUPUKJAzf0zTX-54ErGy8MGHREjrJ48bfG-16zYKg1kYaSFtWzfOVyMqQBZlNNDl6yl7D_9CwWPVFIsWTimF5U2F1u-pP_H/s72-c/BM1142~I-Know-Don-t-Care-Posters.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821606831567903255.post-5422570159497100708</id><published>2007-07-15T17:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:18:52.406-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="America"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Canada"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Paris Hilton"/><title type='text'>Deportation Weekly - Paris Hilton</title><content type='html'>With illegal immigration constantly in the news, it got me thinking. Why should illegal immigrants be the only ones facing possible deportation? America is full of useless human beings, so why not deport some of them? I suppose the correct term would be &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;exile, &lt;/span&gt;but that term sounds so dated. I have a long list of people I would love to see escorted across the border, I&#39;m sure Canada would be more than happy to except each one of these wonderful people. I wi&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9sbF_QnlXu67raVe6Ts7yARMi59sTmblglLsd2c9AwDjzeQB0Epibw-t-j1Vhw8ruMWRcXmuwRkSuJMO4ggul4rh4WbtJPvh0XbxEBoDmFWoq1_D-nbO8pdNFzW_ZBESGiOAw5dJAYw1f/s1600-h/0604_paris_mugshot_1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 251px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9sbF_QnlXu67raVe6Ts7yARMi59sTmblglLsd2c9AwDjzeQB0Epibw-t-j1Vhw8ruMWRcXmuwRkSuJMO4ggul4rh4WbtJPvh0XbxEBoDmFWoq1_D-nbO8pdNFzW_ZBESGiOAw5dJAYw1f/s320/0604_paris_mugshot_1.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087559999478356738&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ll &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;try&lt;/span&gt; and post one every Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So without further delay, the first person I nominate for permanent relocation -- Paris Hilton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I distinctly remember Paris stating she found Jesus and now realizes her purpose in this life is to help others.  From what I&#39;ve heard, she has already found her way back to the bars she loves so much and rekindled her love affair with alcohol. After doing several searches, I&#39;ve found &lt;a href=&quot;http://blogs.glam.com/glamspree/2007/07/09/a-celebrity-auction-for-a-creative-cause/trackback/&quot;&gt;one occurrence&lt;/a&gt; of Paris doing something remotely good for the world. Wow, she signed a tank top for a good cause... When she stated she planned on making the world a better place, I figured she may volunteer at a soup kitchen, old folks home, animal shelter... O.K. in actuality, I didn&#39;t expect any of that. In all honesty, the fact she even signed a shirt pushes her far beyond my expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of this, and the fact she is a self centered, egotistical, no talent, unattractive, wanna-be porn star. I feel she is a perfect first candidate for deportation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before signing off, I would like to apologize to any Canadians who may read this. I know you probably don&#39;t want the likes of her in your semi-lovely country, unfortunately we can&#39;t send her to Mexico, because I fear the culture shock may kill her. I dislike her greatly, but don&#39;t feel she is worthy of death, at least not yet.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/feeds/5422570159497100708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4821606831567903255/5422570159497100708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/5422570159497100708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/5422570159497100708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/2007/07/deportation-weekly-paris-hilton.html' title='Deportation Weekly - Paris Hilton'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896663149861074430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9sbF_QnlXu67raVe6Ts7yARMi59sTmblglLsd2c9AwDjzeQB0Epibw-t-j1Vhw8ruMWRcXmuwRkSuJMO4ggul4rh4WbtJPvh0XbxEBoDmFWoq1_D-nbO8pdNFzW_ZBESGiOAw5dJAYw1f/s72-c/0604_paris_mugshot_1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821606831567903255.post-3701804508189056125</id><published>2007-07-14T20:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T21:02:04.013-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="internet"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="language"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="slang"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="teen"/><title type='text'>Internet Slang</title><content type='html'>I LUV DA INTERNET AND AL BUT I HAEV A MAJOR PROBLAM WIT INTERNET TOK!!1!!111 OMG WTF TENS R ACTUALY USNG INTARN3T LANGUAEG WHIEL AT SKOOL!!!!!!!! OMG LOL ITS RATHAR PATHETIC!1!11 I NEVER UND3RS2D TEH POINT OF WRITNG LIEK THIS IT DOESNT ACTUALY SAEV TIEM WHAN TYPNG ON A KEY BOARD!1!1! OMG GRANTED IF UR WRITNG A T3XT MESAEG IT CUD COME IN HANDY.!1!1!1!1!11!1!11 WTF LOL I &lt;span class=&quot;down&quot; style=&quot;display: block;&quot; id=&quot;formatbar_CreateLink&quot; title=&quot;Link&quot; onmouseover=&quot;ButtonHoverOn(this);&quot; onmouseout=&quot;ButtonHoverOff(this);&quot; onmouseup=&quot;&quot; onmousedown=&quot;CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton(&#39;richeditorframe&#39;, this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WISH I CUD ABOLISH THES CRAP!!111! LOL BUT KNOW IT LOKS LIEK ITS HERA 2 STAY!!!!! OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the internet and all, but I have a major problem with internet talk. Teens are actually using internet language while at school. It&#39;s rather pathetic. I never understood the point of writing like this, it doesn&#39;t actually save time when typing on a key board. Granted if your writing a text message, it could come in handy... I wish I could abolish this crap. But no, it looks like it&#39;s here to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to write like a twelve year old, check out &lt;a href=&quot;http://ssshotaru.homestead.com/files/aolertranslator.html&quot;&gt;this site&lt;/a&gt;. Just type in what you want to say and it will translate it for you. &lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/feeds/3701804508189056125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4821606831567903255/3701804508189056125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/3701804508189056125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/3701804508189056125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/2007/07/internet-talk.html' title='Internet Slang'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896663149861074430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821606831567903255.post-2162753770351494069</id><published>2007-07-13T17:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T21:02:37.688-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="censorship"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rant"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Wal-Mart"/><title type='text'>Censorship and Wal-Mart</title><content type='html'>There are many things I dislike about Wal-Mart. Here is a brief list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The long lines.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Out of 40 registers, only 10 are ever open at one time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The general stupidity of many Wal-Mart employee&#39;s&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Censorship &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;of their music CD&#39;s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Why does Wal-Mart feel the need to edit an artists work before making it available to their customers? If they don&#39;t agree with the content, than they shouldn&#39;t sell it in their stores! When I was a teenager I bought the Spider-Man soundtrack, a cd which was not deemed explicit by the RIAA. The most profane word found in the entire cd is &quot;shit,&quot; which Wal-Mart found the need to edit out before selling it to me. I can&#39;t stress enough, how ripped off I felt. If I wanted the radio version of songs, I would have made a fucking mixed tape while listening to the radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate censorship... If you don&#39;t like a few foul words in a song, don&#39;t buy the cd. There are many people who are capable of realizing there are worse things in the world than a few &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;naughty &lt;/span&gt;words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the best form of censorship, don&#39;t buy what you don&#39;t want, and on top of that, monitor what the hell your children are listening to. If there weren&#39;t so many shitty parents, there wouldn&#39;t be a need for censorship. Monitor what your children are doing, rather than allowing a corporation like Wal-Mart to do it for you. If people weren&#39;t buying the crap, Wal-Mart would stop butchering music. Unfortunately people are idiots, hence, Wal-Mart feels obliged to watch out for everyone&#39;s moral integrity.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/feeds/2162753770351494069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4821606831567903255/2162753770351494069' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/2162753770351494069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/2162753770351494069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/2007/07/censorship-and-wal-mart.html' title='Censorship and Wal-Mart'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896663149861074430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821606831567903255.post-43809309845363770</id><published>2007-07-13T12:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T12:43:39.303-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="word for weekend"/><title type='text'>Word for the Weekend 7/13</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; class=&quot;hw&quot;&gt;Impregnable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\im-PREG-nuh-buhl\ &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adjective&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- wotd=&quot;impregnable&quot; --&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt; Not capable of being stormed or taken by assault; unconquerable; as, an impregnable fortress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&lt;/b&gt; Difficult or impossible to overcome or refute successfully; beyond question or criticism; as, an impregnable argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;huge&quot;&gt;&quot;You think, eventually, that nothing can disturb you and that your nerves are impregnable. Yet, looking down at that familiar face, I realized that death is something to which we never become calloused.&lt;/span&gt;&quot;&lt;span class=&quot;bodybold&quot;&gt; - Eliot Ness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/feeds/43809309845363770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4821606831567903255/43809309845363770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/43809309845363770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/43809309845363770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/2007/07/word-for-weekend-713.html' title='Word for the Weekend 7/13'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896663149861074430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821606831567903255.post-323201982464424711</id><published>2007-07-11T21:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T20:31:00.865-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rant"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="technology"/><title type='text'>Arghhh!</title><content type='html'>In the middle of making a detailed post, which I spent an hour on, Firefox decided it would rather shut down than publish the fucking post. On top of that, it seems to have persuaded Blogger to go along with it&#39;s plan to piss me the fuck off. Apparently Blogger decided it was a good idea to stop auto-saving in the middle of the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucking hate technology. They gives us all kinds of cool gadgets to play with, yet none of it can work properly for longer than a nanosecond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will finish the post as soon as I stop wanting to throw my lap top down a flight of stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Well it posted itself underneath this one, I suppose because I began it before this one... I don&#39;t know anymore.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/feeds/323201982464424711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4821606831567903255/323201982464424711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/323201982464424711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/323201982464424711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/2007/07/arghhh.html' title='Arghhh!'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896663149861074430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821606831567903255.post-2209630301468880068</id><published>2007-07-11T20:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:18:52.620-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="billboard"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="popular music"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rant"/><title type='text'>Why does America like crappy music?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipFCBT_8mPIvmsqwofPP4hHGwvXJz5IkRoTVkdLlT2Jou1lY-bC1Ou0pU8bnBAvUjcGpMbaltZ93mXsrteq8QoCVtl0oOSG6V3aV0SAVoVDnEtxA7yBxPJhQaFHNVBnh1doQR_XJ-gQlF2/s1600-h/logo-no-just-say-no-480.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 175px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipFCBT_8mPIvmsqwofPP4hHGwvXJz5IkRoTVkdLlT2Jou1lY-bC1Ou0pU8bnBAvUjcGpMbaltZ93mXsrteq8QoCVtl0oOSG6V3aV0SAVoVDnEtxA7yBxPJhQaFHNVBnh1doQR_XJ-gQlF2/s200/logo-no-just-say-no-480.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086139542124419730&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just visited Billboard.com and was appalled when I saw what the top 10 songs currently are. I have taken the time to listen to at least a little of each song on this list, unfortunately most were so bad I had to skip around to get the gist of what is pathetically, considered music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the top 10 songs according to the Billboard Charts, along with a small remark from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Rihanna feat. Jay-Z - Umbrella&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;This is the most popular song in the Nation, yet my ears began bleeding within the first 30 secs. I have never liked Jay-Z, so the fact his voice was hammered into my skull right at the start, may be the reason this song leaves such a bad taste in my mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Shop Boyz - Party Like a Rockstar:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I&#39;m not a huge fan of rap, but do not dislike the genre in general. With that said, this song should not be the second most popular song right now. It isn&#39;t the worst thing I&#39;ve ever heard and was even able to listen to the entire thing, however, it was far from anything I would listen to in public. The shame would be unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Plain White T&#39;s - Hey There Delilah:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I actually like this song a lot and am proud to admit it currently has a nice home in my iPod. Personally, I feel this song should be number 1, not because it is that amazing, simply because it is better than anything else on this list.&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 153, 102);&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Fergie - Big Girls Don&#39;t Cry:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Blah... &quot;I&#39;m not gonna miss you, like a child needs his blanket.&quot; Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;T-Pain Feat. Yung Joc - Buy U a Drank:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The word is &quot;drink,&quot; not drank... Their is a difference between artistic license and promoting the degradation of the English language. Oddly catching, yet still extremely horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Timbaland - The Way I Are:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I ain&#39;t got no money neither, but dat don&#39;t give me no rite to make crappy music and use badly English. Would it really detract from your song to title it, &quot;The Way I Am,&quot; you stupid fuck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Maroon 5- Makes Me Wonder:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I&#39;ve never really liked Maroon 5 and this is no different. Could they be bigger pussies? They sound like a 90&#39;s boy band in this track. On second thought, that isn&#39;t any different than anything else I have heard from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Avril Lavigne - Girlfriend:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Aside from being &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;mildly&lt;/span&gt; attractive, she is utter crap. On top of the song being horrible, she continues to dress punk, yet sings Pop. Pick a fucking genre already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Justin Timberlake - Summer Love:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This ex boy band member may be the worst thing to happen to music since Bob Dylan found Jesus (view his gospel songs on youtube, you will see what I mean.) Timberlake is like a white R. Kelly, minus the golden showers. This is absolutely horrible. I never thought I could hate him more than when he was a member of N&#39;Sync, but alas, I have been proven wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Amy Winehouse - Rhab:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Surprisingly, I have nothing bad to say about this song. I actually kind of liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;How are these the most popular songs? What the hell is wrong with people? I can&#39;t believe so many people have such horrible taste in music. People make me sick... Out of ten slots, only 3 songs listed are even worthy of listening to.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/feeds/2209630301468880068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4821606831567903255/2209630301468880068' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/2209630301468880068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/2209630301468880068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/2007/07/why-does-america-like-crappy-music.html' title='Why does America like crappy music?'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896663149861074430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipFCBT_8mPIvmsqwofPP4hHGwvXJz5IkRoTVkdLlT2Jou1lY-bC1Ou0pU8bnBAvUjcGpMbaltZ93mXsrteq8QoCVtl0oOSG6V3aV0SAVoVDnEtxA7yBxPJhQaFHNVBnh1doQR_XJ-gQlF2/s72-c/logo-no-just-say-no-480.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821606831567903255.post-2579942241178062993</id><published>2007-07-10T23:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T21:04:05.576-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="America&#39;s Got Talent"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="boy shakira"/><title type='text'>Boy Shakira</title><content type='html'>This guy is a contestant on &quot;America&#39;s Got Talent,&quot; but doesn&#39;t seem to have any talent himself. This is a clip from his first audition which I do find very funny. However, after seeing his new performance, which isn&#39;t worth posting, I&#39;m left wondering why he is still around. It was just pathetic the second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height=&quot;350&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/LIr3gaqefXg&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;wmode&quot; value=&quot;transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/LIr3gaqefXg&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot; height=&quot;350&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/feeds/2579942241178062993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4821606831567903255/2579942241178062993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/2579942241178062993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/2579942241178062993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/2007/07/boy-shakira.html' title='Boy Shakira'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896663149861074430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821606831567903255.post-2014228083676145346</id><published>2007-07-09T18:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:18:52.874-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="children"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="doctor"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kid"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rant"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="toy"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="waiting room"/><title type='text'>Torture Device for Children</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5SWy6yl4TgPyq1AAE2JuKyW8xiUTZKFxub9Cx_mQKl7ySm7yDiMXcQAmqoDZnnMolLWIncY8I_17SngDQXJ41aMFNR7IE9M3qzMQ3RwfhldEsjCH2Z-CDGqLq9FHiwDyXukT4Xwgj92uu/s1600-h/AN-1004-2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 265px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5SWy6yl4TgPyq1AAE2JuKyW8xiUTZKFxub9Cx_mQKl7ySm7yDiMXcQAmqoDZnnMolLWIncY8I_17SngDQXJ41aMFNR7IE9M3qzMQ3RwfhldEsjCH2Z-CDGqLq9FHiwDyXukT4Xwgj92uu/s320/AN-1004-2.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085347778985730658&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why does nearly every doctors office have this toy? It may be the most annoying thing created since the demon child, Paris Hilton. Kids don&#39;t seem content to quietly move the wooden balls down the track, they must make as much noise as possible while doing it. On top of the noise being produced by the toy itself, this simple design seems to work many children into an instant state of hysteria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I feel the doctors who use this torture device in their offices believe it will increase the number of patients they treat. I, for example, would never have discovered I suffer from migraines if it weren&#39;t for this &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;toy&lt;/span&gt; being placed in nearly every doctor&#39;s office I&#39;ve ever been in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can&#39;t waiting rooms show a G rated film and provide coloring books and crayons for the kids? I believe waiting rooms should provide entertainment for children, but not at the risk of my health and sanity. What the hell is the point of having reading material for the adults if they can&#39;t even here themselves think? Granted, a lot of the problem falls to bad parenting, but don&#39;t help these kids serve their one purpose in life (annoying others) by providing them with obnoxious toys while others are trying to read. Children are best observed, not heard.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/feeds/2014228083676145346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4821606831567903255/2014228083676145346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/2014228083676145346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/2014228083676145346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/2007/07/torture-device-for-children.html' title='Torture Device for Children'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896663149861074430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5SWy6yl4TgPyq1AAE2JuKyW8xiUTZKFxub9Cx_mQKl7ySm7yDiMXcQAmqoDZnnMolLWIncY8I_17SngDQXJ41aMFNR7IE9M3qzMQ3RwfhldEsjCH2Z-CDGqLq9FHiwDyXukT4Xwgj92uu/s72-c/AN-1004-2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821606831567903255.post-3319334562673404899</id><published>2007-07-07T20:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:18:53.018-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cereal"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="film"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="flakes"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jobs"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movie"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="new orleans"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="story"/><title type='text'>Lights, Camera, Stupidity</title><content type='html'>I worked on a movie set in New Orleans a few years back and the more I think about the experience, the more I realize just how many mentally deprived people I came across. In case you are interested, the small independent film is called &quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://imdb.com/title/tt0462295/&quot;&gt;Flakes&lt;/a&gt;.&quot; I have a strong feeling it will quickly go to DVD, but non-the-less, I enjoyed my non-paying job as a production assistant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Brief Synops&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpm1xschQmuJk3gNxZBppn3yQnXNg_K-wpBQXbi8ENNs4hH2oqzduXlg_zfdVSnf4bPoj1_9k6hrtkIuBlY_rBV5pcnTNRq3bS5QlYqmDMEnEfLpu_uycbSFKFE5kKO9YTxQ_xfqXldZyy/s1600-h/zooey_deschanel_020.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 282px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpm1xschQmuJk3gNxZBppn3yQnXNg_K-wpBQXbi8ENNs4hH2oqzduXlg_zfdVSnf4bPoj1_9k6hrtkIuBlY_rBV5pcnTNRq3bS5QlYqmDMEnEfLpu_uycbSFKFE5kKO9YTxQ_xfqXldZyy/s320/zooey_deschanel_020.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084644065774150226&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;is taken from IMDB.com: &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aspiring roc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;k musician Neal Downs (Stanford) manages a cer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;eal bar. Stylish Miss Pussy Ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;tz (Deschanel) is the creator of radically-th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;emed art clothing. When the cereal ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;r, br&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;ings in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; an offbeat crew of locals, w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;ho debate the arcana of cereal history and ideal milk/flake ratios, an aspiring capi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;talist rips off their concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This film was shot on the streets of New Orleans and two buildings, catercorner to each other, were the sets of the two competing cereal bars.  Parked along the street were several trucks along with lighting, audio, and film equipment along the side walks. One of the sets was built in a building which many people recognize as a popular place, unfortunately the name and purpose of the establishment is eluding me at the moment. Google, the local news archives, and the local paper&#39;s site were of no help in my search either. Apparently this film is so under the radar, even local news agencies didn&#39;t see much use in reporting much on it. The business was closed for renovations and decided to rent it out for the 28 days it took to make this film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question I was asked most often, despite the obvious answer, was... are you ready for this?&lt;br /&gt;&quot;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;What are y&#39;all doing?&lt;/span&gt;&quot; Granted this question came in several variations, sometimes it was phrased as, &quot;What&#39;s going on here?&quot; But despite minor word variations, this question was nearly always accompanied by a very confused expression. Keep in mind, there is lighting equipment, cameras, and many other signs which would indicate, to any mildly intelligent person, &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;something &lt;/span&gt;is being filmed. Even if they knew this and simply wanted to talk about it, a much better approach would have been to ask whats being &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;filmed. &lt;/span&gt;Instead they piss me off instantly with one of the dumbest question a person could ask in that situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point, while they were filming down the road, I was given the task of guarding the equipment and vacant set&#39;s. While exquisitely preforming my noble duty, a couple walked by and looked through the window of one of the sets, which had a sign hanging over head which read, &quot;Flakes Cereal Bar.&quot; The man immediately exclaims to his companion, &quot;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;their opening a cereal bar here, what a stupid fucking idea...!&quot; &quot;And why the fuck are they opening two of them right across the street from each other?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;All I could seem to do was look at him like he was the dumbest man on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt it was important to let him continue in his rant before I informed him of what was actually going on. I have to admit, he was a great source of entertainment at that moment. Despite noticing all the film making equipment all around him, when I informed the dolt (with a very mocking voice)  it was a movie set, he replied, &quot;How the hell was I supposed to know that?&quot; Surprisingly he didn&#39;t seem at all embarrassed. He seemingly saw no reason he should have been able to deduce something close to that answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In summation, pay attention to your surroundings, it may keep you from asking stupid questions... I know momma likely told you there are no stupid questions, but she was wrong. Or perhaps she was right, because as the other saying goes, &quot;there are no stupid questions, only stupid people.&quot; Yup, maybe momma was right after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/feeds/3319334562673404899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4821606831567903255/3319334562673404899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/3319334562673404899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/3319334562673404899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/2007/07/whats-going-on-here.html' title='Lights, Camera, Stupidity'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896663149861074430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpm1xschQmuJk3gNxZBppn3yQnXNg_K-wpBQXbi8ENNs4hH2oqzduXlg_zfdVSnf4bPoj1_9k6hrtkIuBlY_rBV5pcnTNRq3bS5QlYqmDMEnEfLpu_uycbSFKFE5kKO9YTxQ_xfqXldZyy/s72-c/zooey_deschanel_020.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821606831567903255.post-4259723154159295094</id><published>2007-07-06T15:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T22:03:50.710-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="news"/><title type='text'>11 year old drunk driver</title><content type='html'>An 11 y/o girl lead police on a 100 mph chase through Orange Beach, Alabama ending in a horrific crash. Maybe I&#39;m alone on this, but I would like to see the parents on trial alongside their idiot child. I also better not hear anyone saying, &quot;She&#39;s only 11, we all made stupid mistakes at that age.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, most people don&#39;t steal a relatives car until 14 years of age and don&#39;t receive their first DUI until around 16. Obviously this girl is far ahead of the curve when it comes to delinquent minors and at this rate will commit an armed robbery by the time she is 13-14. Congratulations little girl, who&#39;s name has not been released, you will likely lead a wonderful fulfilling life in an Alabama trailer park. I have a feeling your inbreed parents are angrier you drank their beer as opposed to the fact you lead police on a 100 mph chase and &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;didn&#39;t &lt;/span&gt;get away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&#39;t stress this enough people, running from the cops is only a smart idea if you can &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;actually get away&lt;/span&gt;...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/feeds/4259723154159295094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4821606831567903255/4259723154159295094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/4259723154159295094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821606831567903255/posts/default/4259723154159295094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://86themenu.blogspot.com/2007/07/11-year-old-drunk-driver.html' title='11 year old drunk driver'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896663149861074430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>