<?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-14326661</id><updated>2026-07-24T00:55:15.925-05:00</updated><category term="Home"/><category term="Home Family"/><category term="productivity"/><category term="Life"/><category term="Stay At Home Dad"/><category term="Family"/><category term="Food"/><category term="Frugal"/><category term="Fun"/><category term="Health"/><category term="Man Law"/><category term="Music"/><category term="Parenthood"/><category term="Reading"/><category term="cars"/><category term="California"/><category term="Cancer"/><category term="Comics"/><category term="Computers"/><category term="Dark Tower"/><category term="Exercise"/><category term="Friends"/><category term="Gaming"/><category term="Harry Potter"/><category term="Library"/><category term="Midwest"/><category term="News"/><category term="Salvatore"/><category term="Saving Money"/><category term="Technology"/><category term="Tools"/><category term="Wiki"/><category term="database"/><category term="vacation"/><category term="work"/><title type='text'>Welcome to the Pamphlet</title><subtitle type='html'>Rewriting the Pamphlet to Manhood One Adventure at a Time</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>DaddyMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281768333986891186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgigxeOZ5bT4knOwjoe3qtOOYKucECCJGyqKpG7W92eIOdlemUBwTf-jwEU4XY8fms3C3flk5T7h06_49M1iHB0ZTTSV-gc49wOn9knzRhUOnFjKkHGJlLWOK-Lqo79mzs/s220/10-16-08.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>187</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326661.post-8022577864618778477</id><published>2012-02-05T21:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T21:51:47.802-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cancer"/><title type='text'></title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp; If there&#39;s one symbol of this entire ordeal that I hate the most, 
it&#39;s this contraption, dubbed the Hoyer Lift by the Awesome Nurses, but 
also known as a Patient Lift:




&amp;nbsp;
 In short, it&#39;s a crane to lift my wife out of bed.&amp;nbsp; Not because of her 
6&#39;2&quot; frame.&amp;nbsp; Not primarily for safety reasons.&amp;nbsp; Because her cancer, 
which has pinched her spinal cord, has turned her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/feeds/8022577864618778477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/14326661/8022577864618778477' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/8022577864618778477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/8022577864618778477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/2012/02/if-theres-one-symbol-of-this-entire.html' title=''/><author><name>DaddyMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281768333986891186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgigxeOZ5bT4knOwjoe3qtOOYKucECCJGyqKpG7W92eIOdlemUBwTf-jwEU4XY8fms3C3flk5T7h06_49M1iHB0ZTTSV-gc49wOn9knzRhUOnFjKkHGJlLWOK-Lqo79mzs/s220/10-16-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZSetp5qaFxpfBucIOZNdKruqVkgTYefPeIwrRUqJ1GnlvQeo92iq-WOtA8M87MQZvFfBDqVWsvBjvzAq3Yq-RsrB4dUMuTNK9lSDcuvDLf_NaIcVJsyj68rqEjJl0zRPrVQ24/s72-c/2012-02-05+10.18.08.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326661.post-3024567871035561196</id><published>2008-07-22T16:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T16:17:24.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Geek Pen Holder</title><summary type="text"> Floppy disks?  What are those?  On yeah, you use them to hold writing implements, that&#39;s right.  Flash drives are something dirty you do with data then, right? &lt;!-- BEGIN_CLIP_CONTENT ID:4594EB8A-9675-4537-9C8D-DAE2CB85AFB4:0 CLIPMARKS.COM --&gt;clipped from lifehacker.comMake a Pen Holder Out of Floppy Disks Instead of throwing out those old floppy disks, grab a couple of zip ties and turn them </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/feeds/3024567871035561196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/14326661/3024567871035561196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/3024567871035561196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/3024567871035561196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/2008/07/geek-pen-holder.html' title='Geek Pen Holder'/><author><name>DaddyMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281768333986891186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgigxeOZ5bT4knOwjoe3qtOOYKucECCJGyqKpG7W92eIOdlemUBwTf-jwEU4XY8fms3C3flk5T7h06_49M1iHB0ZTTSV-gc49wOn9knzRhUOnFjKkHGJlLWOK-Lqo79mzs/s220/10-16-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326661.post-7461734533646823655</id><published>2008-05-21T10:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T11:20:31.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Paper</title><summary type="text">About three years ago, I asked for a PDA at work.  They were happy to oblige, but I got one that was from 1812.  No backlighting, required 3AAA batteries, and did not recharge it&#39;s own batteries, you had to get new ones every 2 weeks or so.I used it for a month and forgot about it.  I had gotten it for keeping my calendar with me at all times, but I got annoyed with it.I liked it because it fit </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/feeds/7461734533646823655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/14326661/7461734533646823655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/7461734533646823655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/7461734533646823655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-love-paper.html' title='I Love Paper'/><author><name>DaddyMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281768333986891186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgigxeOZ5bT4knOwjoe3qtOOYKucECCJGyqKpG7W92eIOdlemUBwTf-jwEU4XY8fms3C3flk5T7h06_49M1iHB0ZTTSV-gc49wOn9knzRhUOnFjKkHGJlLWOK-Lqo79mzs/s220/10-16-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326661.post-855981862884095564</id><published>2007-11-19T21:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T21:33:46.048-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Friday</title><summary type="text">Edh is right, since I&#39;m up in the middle of the night for twin feedings anyway, the plan is for Blue to be an idiot and try to go save some serious cash.Due to the girls not being able to go out in a crowd, we&#39;re having turkey day at home this year, so I&#39;m getting up whenever the girls wake us up and pick up a paper early Thursday morning.While Pink and I cook the vittles, we&#39;ll browse the ads </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/feeds/855981862884095564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/14326661/855981862884095564' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/855981862884095564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/855981862884095564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/2007/11/black-friday.html' title='Black Friday'/><author><name>DaddyMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281768333986891186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgigxeOZ5bT4knOwjoe3qtOOYKucECCJGyqKpG7W92eIOdlemUBwTf-jwEU4XY8fms3C3flk5T7h06_49M1iHB0ZTTSV-gc49wOn9knzRhUOnFjKkHGJlLWOK-Lqo79mzs/s220/10-16-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326661.post-6172016517253849533</id><published>2007-10-16T20:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T20:28:50.273-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Stay At Home Dad"/><title type='text'>Of Pork Chops</title><summary type="text">They turned out well.  Little Blue ate them up after his applesause (&quot;they&#39;re too hot Daddy, I&#39;m going to eat my apples first), and Pink loved the crispy bits.  I cheated a nuked a can of green beans in the microwave as a side.I cooked four total, and Little Blue got half of one.  &quot;Pink, do you want two or one and a half?&quot;  I offer because of her low carb thang, all the protein the better.&quot;I&#39;ll </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/feeds/6172016517253849533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/14326661/6172016517253849533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/6172016517253849533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/6172016517253849533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/2007/10/of-pork-chops.html' title='Of Pork Chops'/><author><name>DaddyMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281768333986891186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgigxeOZ5bT4knOwjoe3qtOOYKucECCJGyqKpG7W92eIOdlemUBwTf-jwEU4XY8fms3C3flk5T7h06_49M1iHB0ZTTSV-gc49wOn9knzRhUOnFjKkHGJlLWOK-Lqo79mzs/s220/10-16-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326661.post-877142694422206002</id><published>2007-10-16T10:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T11:00:14.919-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Stay At Home Dad"/><title type='text'>My Current Schedule</title><summary type="text">Scheduling has been kinda crazy at the Pamphlet house as of recent.  Pink&#39;s uncomfortable behind the wheel, and work has allowed me to flex my schedule like never before to help get everything done.  The bummer is I come home later and usually have to work for about 30 minutes a night to come out even.Rise at 6:45am and get Little Blue and myself cleaned up and dressedKiss Pink at 7:30am as she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/feeds/877142694422206002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/14326661/877142694422206002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/877142694422206002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/877142694422206002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-current-schedule.html' title='My Current Schedule'/><author><name>DaddyMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281768333986891186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgigxeOZ5bT4knOwjoe3qtOOYKucECCJGyqKpG7W92eIOdlemUBwTf-jwEU4XY8fms3C3flk5T7h06_49M1iHB0ZTTSV-gc49wOn9knzRhUOnFjKkHGJlLWOK-Lqo79mzs/s220/10-16-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326661.post-3877250392300783375</id><published>2007-10-15T22:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T22:56:05.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pardon Me, Do You Have Any CPAP?</title><summary type="text">Pink and I visited the birthplace of the twinkies to be today to fill out some preliminary paperwork.Several questions stood out from most of the medicalese.Nurse: Pink, are you on anything to help you sleep?Blue, sarcastic: My CPAP.Pink:  No...er...yeah, he&#39;s quiet, I sleep.Blue:  If I choose to stay the night, do I need to bring in my CPAP, or do I have to use hospital equipment.  I don&#39;t want </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/feeds/3877250392300783375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/14326661/3877250392300783375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/3877250392300783375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/3877250392300783375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/2007/10/pardon-me-do-you-have-any-cpap.html' title='Pardon Me, Do You Have Any CPAP?'/><author><name>DaddyMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281768333986891186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgigxeOZ5bT4knOwjoe3qtOOYKucECCJGyqKpG7W92eIOdlemUBwTf-jwEU4XY8fms3C3flk5T7h06_49M1iHB0ZTTSV-gc49wOn9knzRhUOnFjKkHGJlLWOK-Lqo79mzs/s220/10-16-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326661.post-7287005861622528696</id><published>2007-10-14T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T23:00:04.595-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Stay At Home Dad"/><title type='text'>New Memories</title><summary type="text">11 work days.  Twinkies due on the 30th.A part of me wonders if the twins will have the feeding issues Little Blue had.  Poor little guy didn&#39;t take to feeding very well, and we had to resort to a syringe with a small hose attached onto it.  He&#39;d snuggle up in Pink&#39;s arms, suck on my finger, and I&#39;d work the tube into his mouth and gently squeeze the formula in.  First time I&#39;d ever heard of it, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/feeds/7287005861622528696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/14326661/7287005861622528696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/7287005861622528696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/7287005861622528696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-memories.html' title='New Memories'/><author><name>DaddyMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281768333986891186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgigxeOZ5bT4knOwjoe3qtOOYKucECCJGyqKpG7W92eIOdlemUBwTf-jwEU4XY8fms3C3flk5T7h06_49M1iHB0ZTTSV-gc49wOn9knzRhUOnFjKkHGJlLWOK-Lqo79mzs/s220/10-16-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326661.post-954412736073025623</id><published>2007-10-13T21:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T22:06:04.485-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wet Saturday</title><summary type="text">The Pamphlet Clan started the day off at IHOP for a good protein filled breakfast (I had steak and eggs...and pancakes) in preparation for the Juvenile Diabetes Walk, even though it was raining cats and dogs. We arrived, met some of Pink&#39;s co-workers, turned in our money, and found out they&#39;d canceled the walk due to lightening.And don&#39;t worry folks, Pink wasn&#39;t going to walk it...Blue was going </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/feeds/954412736073025623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/14326661/954412736073025623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/954412736073025623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/954412736073025623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/2007/10/wet-saturday.html' title='A Wet Saturday'/><author><name>DaddyMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281768333986891186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgigxeOZ5bT4knOwjoe3qtOOYKucECCJGyqKpG7W92eIOdlemUBwTf-jwEU4XY8fms3C3flk5T7h06_49M1iHB0ZTTSV-gc49wOn9knzRhUOnFjKkHGJlLWOK-Lqo79mzs/s220/10-16-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326661.post-8867673932677336250</id><published>2007-10-12T10:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T10:54:45.818-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Accident Close to Home</title><summary type="text">Picked this up in my Google Alerts this morning.  This is an Olathe intersection frequented by the Pamphlets for easy access to Sante Fe and 119th while avoiding the I-35 traffic.Deadly Accident in OlatheThey completed the 127th street bridge that goes over I-35, but my guess is that the individual was speeding, hit the massive change in the road where Kansas City Road and 127th street meet, lost</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/feeds/8867673932677336250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/14326661/8867673932677336250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/8867673932677336250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/8867673932677336250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/2007/10/accident-close-to-home.html' title='Accident Close to Home'/><author><name>DaddyMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281768333986891186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgigxeOZ5bT4knOwjoe3qtOOYKucECCJGyqKpG7W92eIOdlemUBwTf-jwEU4XY8fms3C3flk5T7h06_49M1iHB0ZTTSV-gc49wOn9knzRhUOnFjKkHGJlLWOK-Lqo79mzs/s220/10-16-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326661.post-3929203697489902991</id><published>2007-10-03T14:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T14:37:28.000-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Frugal"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Saving Money"/><title type='text'>Some Habits to Save Some Green</title><summary type="text">I browse the web looking for productivity and money saving tips and come across some good sites that make some common sense tips...here&#39;s a couple and my take.Daily breakfast/Coffee - I curse the monopoly game at McDs...it&#39;s a vice of mine, as is Egg Mcmuffins.  Course, that&#39;s 5 bucks a day, 25 bucks a week.  Stop that for a couple months and save it and I could buy a Wii.  And the coffee at work</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/feeds/3929203697489902991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/14326661/3929203697489902991' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/3929203697489902991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/3929203697489902991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/2007/10/some-habits-to-save-some-green.html' title='Some Habits to Save Some Green'/><author><name>DaddyMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281768333986891186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgigxeOZ5bT4knOwjoe3qtOOYKucECCJGyqKpG7W92eIOdlemUBwTf-jwEU4XY8fms3C3flk5T7h06_49M1iHB0ZTTSV-gc49wOn9knzRhUOnFjKkHGJlLWOK-Lqo79mzs/s220/10-16-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326661.post-5421290142876583253</id><published>2007-10-03T14:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T14:17:25.979-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Parenthood"/><title type='text'>C&#39;mon Parents</title><summary type="text">Seriously?A trip into Target is never a two minute visit.  The ONLY time you leave an infant in the car is when you&#39;re filling the car with gas, and if you pay inside, then you take the infant inside.Any other time you leave the car, the child comes with you.Yes...even if it takes you 10 minutes to get the twins and toddler out of the car, spend 5 minutes in the store, and takes another 10 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/feeds/5421290142876583253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/14326661/5421290142876583253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/5421290142876583253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/5421290142876583253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/2007/10/cmon-parents.html' title='C&#39;mon Parents'/><author><name>DaddyMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281768333986891186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgigxeOZ5bT4knOwjoe3qtOOYKucECCJGyqKpG7W92eIOdlemUBwTf-jwEU4XY8fms3C3flk5T7h06_49M1iHB0ZTTSV-gc49wOn9knzRhUOnFjKkHGJlLWOK-Lqo79mzs/s220/10-16-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326661.post-814374026640242012</id><published>2007-10-03T13:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T13:34:40.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>R.A. Salvatore in Town</title><summary type="text">Pamphlet Clan will be at Borders on 91st and Metcalf at 7pm.Be there or be square. :)If you have any his novels, he&#39;ll usually sign all of them.  Just have him sign on on your first go through, then hang out till the end and he&#39;ll sign the rest.He&#39;s written in Forgotten Realms, Star Wars, and created his own world of Corona for his Demon Wars novels.He&#39;s also working with Todd McFarlane (biggest </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/feeds/814374026640242012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/14326661/814374026640242012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/814374026640242012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/814374026640242012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/2007/10/ra-salvatore-in-town.html' title='R.A. Salvatore in Town'/><author><name>DaddyMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281768333986891186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgigxeOZ5bT4knOwjoe3qtOOYKucECCJGyqKpG7W92eIOdlemUBwTf-jwEU4XY8fms3C3flk5T7h06_49M1iHB0ZTTSV-gc49wOn9knzRhUOnFjKkHGJlLWOK-Lqo79mzs/s220/10-16-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326661.post-4022268248866200834</id><published>2007-10-02T21:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T22:45:52.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This could have been one of those condom commercials</title><summary type="text">Leftover taco night at the Pamphlet abode.  Little Blue and I head to Hy-Vee to get some more tortillas and cheddar cheese, catching they eye of more than one woman smiling at the cute boy with the big daddy holding hands in the store.We get home and I immediately get into the kitchen to start getting everything prepped.  Just before I mention to Pink that we need to hurry and get dinner on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/feeds/4022268248866200834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/14326661/4022268248866200834' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/4022268248866200834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/4022268248866200834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-could-have-been-one-of-those.html' title='This could have been one of those condom commercials'/><author><name>DaddyMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281768333986891186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgigxeOZ5bT4knOwjoe3qtOOYKucECCJGyqKpG7W92eIOdlemUBwTf-jwEU4XY8fms3C3flk5T7h06_49M1iHB0ZTTSV-gc49wOn9knzRhUOnFjKkHGJlLWOK-Lqo79mzs/s220/10-16-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326661.post-3767910063451142326</id><published>2007-10-02T21:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T21:51:24.712-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You know your from KC when...</title><summary type="text">...you know that Kansas City is actually two cities in two states, Kansas and Missouri, and you make sure people know which one you&#39;re from.... you still call it Sandstone.... you see a KU sticker with Johnson County tags and you know the ego of the person inside is even more over-inflated than the tires of the SUV they are driving.... your airport is known as KCI (Kansas City International </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/feeds/3767910063451142326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/14326661/3767910063451142326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/3767910063451142326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/3767910063451142326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/2007/10/you-know-your-from-kc-when.html' title='You know your from KC when...'/><author><name>DaddyMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281768333986891186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgigxeOZ5bT4knOwjoe3qtOOYKucECCJGyqKpG7W92eIOdlemUBwTf-jwEU4XY8fms3C3flk5T7h06_49M1iHB0ZTTSV-gc49wOn9knzRhUOnFjKkHGJlLWOK-Lqo79mzs/s220/10-16-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326661.post-32005096737225403</id><published>2007-10-01T12:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T13:06:39.309-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Frakken Lightsabers</title><summary type="text">My doc has one, and thankfully he knows how to use it.A week ago today I went in to have some skin tags removed.  I&#39;d had the procedure done before, so I knew what I was walking into.  However, I don&#39;t think the doc did.Skin tags occur normally in almost everyone, usually small little bumps on the skin that don&#39;t cause much of an issue.  However, in severe cases, it gets passed on family </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/feeds/32005096737225403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/14326661/32005096737225403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/32005096737225403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/32005096737225403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/2007/10/frakken-lightsabers.html' title='Frakken Lightsabers'/><author><name>DaddyMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281768333986891186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgigxeOZ5bT4knOwjoe3qtOOYKucECCJGyqKpG7W92eIOdlemUBwTf-jwEU4XY8fms3C3flk5T7h06_49M1iHB0ZTTSV-gc49wOn9knzRhUOnFjKkHGJlLWOK-Lqo79mzs/s220/10-16-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326661.post-436502075658549067</id><published>2007-09-21T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T22:45:22.275-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue, Your Broken</title><summary type="text">&quot;And I want to fix you.&quot;*pulls your mind out of the gutter right now*Little Blue and I came home after a Costco run this afternoon, and I don&#39;t know why for sure, but as soon as I entered my humble abode, my mood turned sour.  I was happy to be home.I set about getting comfortable and getting some laundry started.  I fired up the dryer, and it sounded louder than normal.  I peek around the back </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/feeds/436502075658549067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/14326661/436502075658549067' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/436502075658549067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/436502075658549067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/2007/09/blue-your-broken.html' title='Blue, Your Broken'/><author><name>DaddyMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281768333986891186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgigxeOZ5bT4knOwjoe3qtOOYKucECCJGyqKpG7W92eIOdlemUBwTf-jwEU4XY8fms3C3flk5T7h06_49M1iHB0ZTTSV-gc49wOn9knzRhUOnFjKkHGJlLWOK-Lqo79mzs/s220/10-16-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326661.post-8732967513459962694</id><published>2007-09-14T09:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T09:27:31.079-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Parenthood"/><title type='text'>As a Parent...</title><summary type="text">You find yourself saying and doing things that you&#39;d told yourself you&#39;d never do.Today was one of those days.Little Blue is participating in a walk-a-thon to raise money for the school so they can go on some uber cool field trips.  He woke up this morning, and as par for the course, went in and grabbed some clothes to wear.I didn&#39;t think anything of it, and I don&#39;t think Pink did either.  He got</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/feeds/8732967513459962694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/14326661/8732967513459962694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/8732967513459962694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/8732967513459962694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/2007/09/as-parent.html' title='As a Parent...'/><author><name>DaddyMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281768333986891186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgigxeOZ5bT4knOwjoe3qtOOYKucECCJGyqKpG7W92eIOdlemUBwTf-jwEU4XY8fms3C3flk5T7h06_49M1iHB0ZTTSV-gc49wOn9knzRhUOnFjKkHGJlLWOK-Lqo79mzs/s220/10-16-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326661.post-2966164533181226801</id><published>2007-09-12T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T21:20:20.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It&#39;s Only Fair</title><summary type="text">I had a Pink story earlier today, so here&#39;s a Blue story.Linda, an awesome waitress at On the Border, gave Little Blue two small packages of Teddy Grahams for finishing his hamburger at dinner.So we&#39;re on the way to Hy-Vee to get some groceries and gas.Little Blue, &quot;Mommie, will my teddy bears melt?&quot;&quot;No honey, they won&#39;t melt.&quot;&quot;Why not?&quot;Blue:  &quot;Well buddy, they&#39;re actually teddy bear shaped </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/feeds/2966164533181226801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/14326661/2966164533181226801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/2966164533181226801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/2966164533181226801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-only-fair.html' title='It&#39;s Only Fair'/><author><name>DaddyMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281768333986891186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgigxeOZ5bT4knOwjoe3qtOOYKucECCJGyqKpG7W92eIOdlemUBwTf-jwEU4XY8fms3C3flk5T7h06_49M1iHB0ZTTSV-gc49wOn9knzRhUOnFjKkHGJlLWOK-Lqo79mzs/s220/10-16-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326661.post-4485202855154709679</id><published>2007-09-12T11:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T13:14:39.127-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Blue on the Way Home</title><summary type="text">Relayed from Pink, who picks him up from preschool and runs him to daycare.She was running a little late and didn&#39;t stop at the watercooler on her way out to bring Little Blue a glass of water, as is her typical routine.So she pulls up and the teacher escorts Little Blue to the car and he climbs in.&quot;Mommie, can I have my drink please?&quot;&quot;I&#39;m sorry Little Blue, but I was was running late and didn&#39;t </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/feeds/4485202855154709679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/14326661/4485202855154709679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/4485202855154709679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/4485202855154709679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/2007/09/little-blue-on-way-home.html' title='Little Blue on the Way Home'/><author><name>DaddyMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281768333986891186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgigxeOZ5bT4knOwjoe3qtOOYKucECCJGyqKpG7W92eIOdlemUBwTf-jwEU4XY8fms3C3flk5T7h06_49M1iHB0ZTTSV-gc49wOn9knzRhUOnFjKkHGJlLWOK-Lqo79mzs/s220/10-16-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326661.post-615332108605102798</id><published>2007-09-10T21:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T21:28:34.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rootbeer Up</title><summary type="text">I was reading this post on work horror stories, and it usually reminds me of the &quot;code&quot; we had while working at local pizza place.Whenever an attractive woman came in to pick up some food, one of us would shout, &quot;Rootbeer up.  Need some rootbeer up front.&quot;The pizza place doesn&#39;t sell rootbeer, or at least didn&#39;t at the time.  That was the code for each guy to take a peek at the eye candy.Only one</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/feeds/615332108605102798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/14326661/615332108605102798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/615332108605102798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/615332108605102798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/2007/09/rootbeer-up.html' title='Rootbeer Up'/><author><name>DaddyMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281768333986891186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgigxeOZ5bT4knOwjoe3qtOOYKucECCJGyqKpG7W92eIOdlemUBwTf-jwEU4XY8fms3C3flk5T7h06_49M1iHB0ZTTSV-gc49wOn9knzRhUOnFjKkHGJlLWOK-Lqo79mzs/s220/10-16-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326661.post-7774250732455431423</id><published>2007-09-10T11:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T12:22:43.919-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not 10 Anymore</title><summary type="text">I haven&#39;t been this sore since I marched a 3 mile parade in London, England with a 40 pound 3 foot tall bass drum.  What caused it?  Football?  Soccer?  Trying to keep up with Little Blue?Kickball.Pink e-mailed me from work a couple weeks ago and asked if I wanted to play kickball for Juvenile Diabetes.  As a kickball addict both at recess and during college, I gave an enthusiastic yes.Game </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/feeds/7774250732455431423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/14326661/7774250732455431423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/7774250732455431423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/7774250732455431423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-am-not-10-anymore.html' title='I am not 10 Anymore'/><author><name>DaddyMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281768333986891186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgigxeOZ5bT4knOwjoe3qtOOYKucECCJGyqKpG7W92eIOdlemUBwTf-jwEU4XY8fms3C3flk5T7h06_49M1iHB0ZTTSV-gc49wOn9knzRhUOnFjKkHGJlLWOK-Lqo79mzs/s220/10-16-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326661.post-3913330018852848590</id><published>2007-08-31T17:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T17:58:25.951-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Dork</title><summary type="text">Guess who created a quick database to track activities at work by categories defined by  monthly management report criteria?Been using it for two days and already have 43 entries. :)Course, there&#39;s another Access geek here who does it for his entire team.  They enter it into a shared DB, then he prints out the management reports for the team in under 10 minutes at the end of the month.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/feeds/3913330018852848590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/14326661/3913330018852848590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/3913330018852848590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/3913330018852848590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/2007/08/work-dork.html' title='Work Dork'/><author><name>DaddyMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281768333986891186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgigxeOZ5bT4knOwjoe3qtOOYKucECCJGyqKpG7W92eIOdlemUBwTf-jwEU4XY8fms3C3flk5T7h06_49M1iHB0ZTTSV-gc49wOn9knzRhUOnFjKkHGJlLWOK-Lqo79mzs/s220/10-16-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326661.post-2117045848108069836</id><published>2007-08-27T21:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T21:29:19.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to kill something</title><summary type="text">Edh reccomended I used salt, which was news to Suellen and myself.Anyway, Pink informs me that Labor Day is a big day for lawn stuff, so I&#39;m on the trek of figuring out what needs to be done.No doubt I&#39;ll be trimming some trees a bit, I know I need to clean some weeks rooting up near the A/C, and I might get some small &quot;cute&quot; fencing to put around the base of the two rose bushes to keep the trash</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/feeds/2117045848108069836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/14326661/2117045848108069836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/2117045848108069836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/2117045848108069836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-need-to-kill-something.html' title='I need to kill something'/><author><name>DaddyMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281768333986891186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgigxeOZ5bT4knOwjoe3qtOOYKucECCJGyqKpG7W92eIOdlemUBwTf-jwEU4XY8fms3C3flk5T7h06_49M1iHB0ZTTSV-gc49wOn9knzRhUOnFjKkHGJlLWOK-Lqo79mzs/s220/10-16-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14326661.post-4941825665710172138</id><published>2007-08-27T20:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T20:36:32.460-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Friends"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Home"/><title type='text'>It&#39;s A Good Thing The Neighbor&#39;s Still Have Cable</title><summary type="text">Pink&#39;s babyshower was Saturday, so while my MiL and beautiful Twinkie incubator were having a &quot;girl party,&quot;  I talked the Cap&#39;n into helping Little Blue and I run a cable wire into our master bedroom at our &quot;boy party&quot; as Little Blue put it.Cap&#39;n came over and I wanted to treat us all to an unhealthy breakfast at IHOP, but when you see 20+ people standing outside, you know not to wait, so we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/feeds/4941825665710172138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/14326661/4941825665710172138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/4941825665710172138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14326661/posts/default/4941825665710172138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebluepamphlet.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-good-thing-neighbors-still-have.html' title='It&#39;s A Good Thing The Neighbor&#39;s Still Have Cable'/><author><name>DaddyMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281768333986891186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgigxeOZ5bT4knOwjoe3qtOOYKucECCJGyqKpG7W92eIOdlemUBwTf-jwEU4XY8fms3C3flk5T7h06_49M1iHB0ZTTSV-gc49wOn9knzRhUOnFjKkHGJlLWOK-Lqo79mzs/s220/10-16-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>