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&lt;p&gt;</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25" /><author><name>Tinker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>751</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/eKDK" type="application/atom+xml" /><feedburner:browserFriendly></feedburner:browserFriendly><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824015.post-8771748562344205312</id><published>2009-07-12T00:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:53:51.004-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="evan chandler lies" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="michael Jackson" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="evan chandler" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="evan chandler admits truth" /><title type="text">Evan Chandler Admits Lies About MIchael Jackson</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AUQ4jZBY940/SllsItX9ZCI/AAAAAAAAAe4/4ZVPIppRMnM/s1600-h/michael.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AUQ4jZBY940/SllsItX9ZCI/AAAAAAAAAe4/4ZVPIppRMnM/s320/michael.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357432128608756770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapshots In My Time...&lt;br /&gt;Of My Time.....Hauntings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth suddenly comes out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the sudden death of Michael Jackson Evan Chandler tells the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan- &lt;b&gt;"Now for the first time i can't bare to lie anymore. Michael Jackson didn't do anything to me, all of this was my father lies to escape from being poor."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1993, Chandler told a psychiatrist and police that he and Jackson had engaged in sexual acts that included oral sex, the boy gave detailed description of Jackson's genitals. The case was settled out of court for a reported $22 million, but the strain led Jackson to begin taking painkillers. Eventually he became addicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now maybe for the remorse of his death Chandler decides to tell us the truth. " I never meant to lie and destroy Michael Jackson but my father made me to tell only lies. Now i can't tell Michael how much i'm sorry and if he will forgive me ".Evan Chandler was tape-recorded saying amongst other things, "If I go through with this, I win big-time. There's no way I lose. I will get everything I want and they will be destroyed forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the influence of a controversial father (Jordan Chandler) told his son to tell that Jackson had touched his penis.Jordan Chandler then told a psychiatrist and later police that he and Jackson had engaged in acts of kissing, masturbation and oral sex, as well as giving a detailed description of what he alleged were the singer's genitals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Now for the first time i can't bare to lie anymore. Michael Jackson didn't do anything to me, all was my father lies to escape from being poor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824015-8771748562344205312?l=hodgepodger.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/feeds/8771748562344205312/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824015&amp;postID=8771748562344205312&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/8771748562344205312" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/8771748562344205312" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/2009/07/evan-chandler-admits-lies-about-michael.html" title="Evan Chandler Admits Lies About MIchael Jackson" /><author><name>Tinker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04734399223651061195" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AUQ4jZBY940/SllsItX9ZCI/AAAAAAAAAe4/4ZVPIppRMnM/s72-c/michael.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824015.post-460091903979754554</id><published>2009-01-15T13:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T13:03:12.615-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="writings" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poems" /><title type="text">No Call, No Think</title><content type="html">Snapshots In My Time...&lt;br /&gt;Of My Time.....Hauntings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has not called.  Thursday was our day.  It does seem easier.  Just a little.  Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Today I will have a meeting to go to.  My mind will be occupied. For awhile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has not called today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was our day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824015-460091903979754554?l=hodgepodger.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/feeds/460091903979754554/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824015&amp;postID=460091903979754554&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/460091903979754554" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/460091903979754554" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-call-no-think.html" title="No Call, No Think" /><author><name>Tinker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04734399223651061195" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824015.post-1000061757215055315</id><published>2009-01-14T13:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T13:16:52.249-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="writings" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poems" /><title type="text">Bewilderment!</title><content type="html">Snapshots In My Time...&lt;br /&gt;Of My Time.....Hauntings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does it happen when the heart gets a jolt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in bewilderment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 12 years he has gone. Snap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeping and wailing and pining away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is how I spend my days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bewilderment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am being swept away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just maybe, my bewilderment will be over by May.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824015-1000061757215055315?l=hodgepodger.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/feeds/1000061757215055315/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824015&amp;postID=1000061757215055315&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/1000061757215055315" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/1000061757215055315" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/2009/01/bewilderment.html" title="Bewilderment!" /><author><name>Tinker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04734399223651061195" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824015.post-3340285750613479548</id><published>2008-12-15T09:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T09:21:43.163-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="christmas" /><title type="text">I Will Get The Tree Up....I Will!!!!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AUQ4jZBY940/SUZnqdixT3I/AAAAAAAAAds/SnWa84_uD9g/s1600-h/BurstOfChristmas-L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280021592321118066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AUQ4jZBY940/SUZnqdixT3I/AAAAAAAAAds/SnWa84_uD9g/s320/BurstOfChristmas-L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapshots In My Time...&lt;br /&gt;Of My Time.....Hauntings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. It is the 15th and still no tree up. I promise each day to myself it will go up today. And the days go by. I am determined to put it up tonight regardless of how late I go to bed. We must have Christmas come. We need some cheer! Tonight after dinner....it goes up! It must. I did put a wreath on the door about 2 weeks ago.   I want to see the Christmas magic of lights when I come home each night.  I will have to break out the holiday tapes and cd's as well.  I promise.  My elf hat is going on tonight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824015-3340285750613479548?l=hodgepodger.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/feeds/3340285750613479548/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824015&amp;postID=3340285750613479548&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/3340285750613479548" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/3340285750613479548" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-will-get-tree-upi-will.html" title="I Will Get The Tree Up....I Will!!!!" /><author><name>Tinker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04734399223651061195" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AUQ4jZBY940/SUZnqdixT3I/AAAAAAAAAds/SnWa84_uD9g/s72-c/BurstOfChristmas-L.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824015.post-45452199203534995</id><published>2008-12-12T13:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T13:25:37.186-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="writings" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ponderings" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="new year" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poems" /><title type="text">New Each Day</title><content type="html">Snapshots In My Time...&lt;br /&gt;Of My Time.....Hauntings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new year is coming and my things seem old.&lt;br /&gt;I want a new beginnning, if the truth be told.&lt;br /&gt;How do I get that?&lt;br /&gt;I am in the same old rut.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how to do things different,&lt;br /&gt;I am ready for a change.&lt;br /&gt;The same, the same, the same.&lt;br /&gt;My routine seems set for SAME.&lt;br /&gt;I feel a breakout coming. &lt;br /&gt;I just wonder how.&lt;br /&gt;I want a needed breakout and I want it NOW! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new year is dawning. &lt;br /&gt;We are in it's eve.&lt;br /&gt;The new year is dawning.&lt;br /&gt;A new beginning is about to come.&lt;br /&gt;I want a new beginning with some excitement and dash.&lt;br /&gt;I want a new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;Let's go...I want to dash!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824015-45452199203534995?l=hodgepodger.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/feeds/45452199203534995/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824015&amp;postID=45452199203534995&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/45452199203534995" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/45452199203534995" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-each-day.html" title="New Each Day" /><author><name>Tinker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04734399223651061195" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824015.post-5551730388344940404</id><published>2008-12-07T23:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T02:04:37.078-05:00</updated><title type="text">Web Hosting Geeks!</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/6ehqtr" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapshots In My Time...&lt;br /&gt;Of My Time.....Hauntings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been pretty happy with my blogger blogs, but they do have some limitations.  I have toyed with the idea of paying to have my blog hosted so I could actually have my own domain name.  There are so many hosting companies to choose from it is hard to determine who has the best options, price and services.  I did take a gander at Web Hosting Geeks.  They have quite a few &lt;a href="http://webhostinggeeks.com"&gt;web host&lt;/a&gt; options. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing of all is the compilation of the top ten web hosting companies that will allow you to compare prices and services.  Most of them are very economical.  Their cost is under $10 per month and include at least one free domain name.  If after the first 30 days you are not happy, you can get a refund of your monies.  For me,  since I will need a little instruction in understanding how the hosting works, a quick look at the &lt;a href="http://webhostinggeeks.com/articles/Web_Hosting_Instructions.html"&gt;Web hosting instruction page&lt;/a&gt;  offers a wealth of information for the person seeking web hosting for the first time.  That link is not the only resource.  There are lots of links providing information and education about choosing the best web hosting site. I think this is a good deal too good to let slip by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another great feature of the site are the reviews.  They are independent--totally done by users and they have the good, the bad and the ugly posted in regard to services and the different companies.  I still have my homework cut out for me.  I need to read and do the comparisons and then make the decision as to what web hosting company I may use.  Listed are the ten top companies as well as the ten last reviews done by users.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My site just needs a little sprucing up and having it hosted will definitely be to my advantage.  If you are in the market for hosting your own site, please check out Web Hosting Geeks.  They have the information needed to help you make the right decision about web hosting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-disclosure-policy.html"&gt;Disclosure&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824015-5551730388344940404?l=hodgepodger.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/feeds/5551730388344940404/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824015&amp;postID=5551730388344940404&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/5551730388344940404" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/5551730388344940404" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/2008/12/web-hosting-geeks.html" title="Web Hosting Geeks!" /><author><name>Tinker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04734399223651061195" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824015.post-8234918046053532836</id><published>2008-12-03T09:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T09:15:36.501-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ice scrapers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stress relief" /><title type="text">Morning Stress</title><content type="html">Snapshots In My Time...&lt;br /&gt;Of My Time.....Hauntings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress is not how one is supposed to start the day.  It all began when I went outside and saw all the frost on the car.  I had allotted myself  just about the exact time to the second to get to work.  That was until I saw the frost.  I would have to scrape!!! That will eat into my time.  And could I even find the scraper?  NO!!!!  I had seen that thing on and off all summer.  Now it was no where to be found from the trunk to the floors to the side door pockets.  No scraper.  Well.  Where was the purse?  Heaved over into the back seat.  After fishing it out I found a credit card to use as a scraper.  I scraped just enought to see and got in the car and flew down the road.  I lost five minutes so I arrived five minutes late...at 8:35.  My saving grace?  My supervisor arrived at 8:45.  She was late so all my pounding on the locked door did not good.  Noone was in any of the other departments to let me in.  So I was first.  I arrived on time at 8:30 AM and am currently snubbing my nose at everyone else.  Yes, the ice scraping gods answered my prayers today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824015-8234918046053532836?l=hodgepodger.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/feeds/8234918046053532836/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824015&amp;postID=8234918046053532836&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/8234918046053532836" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/8234918046053532836" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/2008/12/morning-stress.html" title="Morning Stress" /><author><name>Tinker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04734399223651061195" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824015.post-3680355305417483168</id><published>2008-12-02T00:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T00:20:12.003-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cats" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photoblog" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pets" /><title type="text">Presents from the Cats!</title><content type="html">Snapshots In My Time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of My Time.....Hauntings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://liquid-matrixity.photopholio.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AUQ4jZBY940/STTFBhxQwiI/AAAAAAAAAWY/920KeKvTgQk/s320/IM000488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275057693593223714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Click picture to see more photos! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824015-3680355305417483168?l=hodgepodger.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/feeds/3680355305417483168/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824015&amp;postID=3680355305417483168&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/3680355305417483168" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/3680355305417483168" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/2008/12/presents-from-cats.html" title="Presents from the Cats!" /><author><name>Tinker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04734399223651061195" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AUQ4jZBY940/STTFBhxQwiI/AAAAAAAAAWY/920KeKvTgQk/s72-c/IM000488.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824015.post-643563526704145920</id><published>2008-11-29T23:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T23:32:03.101-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="community news" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="news" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Black Friday" /><title type="text">Black Friday Craziness</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapshots In My Time...&lt;br /&gt;Of My Time.....Hauntings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed out the fray this year.  I wanted to jump in but was just too tired to do so.  I am glad I did as after hearing the local news over the weekend, all sorts of things have happened locally and in other places.  Just crazy!  In the news were the following things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Locks of &lt;a href="http://www.charleston.net/news/2008/nov/29/a_sticky_situation63440/"&gt;stores were super glued shut&lt;/a&gt; so that they could not open on Friday morning!  71 stores were glued shut!  That was a lot of superglue!  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Dollar General was robbed at 8:00 tonight...scary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/nationworld/2008448574_shop290.html"&gt;A man was trampled at Walmart&lt;/a&gt; by  shoppers on yesterday.  The shopper broke thru the doors!  Nuts!  He died and others were taken to the hospital. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;You know, if you have to do all of that it is not worth it!  Really! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824015-643563526704145920?l=hodgepodger.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/feeds/643563526704145920/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824015&amp;postID=643563526704145920&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/643563526704145920" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/643563526704145920" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/2008/11/black-friday-craziness.html" title="Black Friday Craziness" /><author><name>Tinker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04734399223651061195" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824015.post-5126888988822054394</id><published>2008-11-29T23:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T23:20:59.998-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="teenagers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><title type="text">Moody</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AUQ4jZBY940/STIUoF48AtI/AAAAAAAAAVY/BqL_x8oHvO0/s1600-h/human_brain_as_belief_engine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AUQ4jZBY940/STIUoF48AtI/AAAAAAAAAVY/BqL_x8oHvO0/s320/human_brain_as_belief_engine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274300792612586194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapshots In My Time...&lt;br /&gt;Of My Time.....Hauntings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My child has been in a funk today.  Why?  No reason.  Just because.  I tried all I could to get her out of it, but to no avail.  I tried trips to the mall, playing board games, movies on DVD.  She literally woke up in a foul mood.  Finally after not wanting to get up at 10:00 AM, I advised her to get herself together.  After almost dropping her dresser drawer on her foot, she got up took a shower and cooked breakfast for the two of us.  She even did a little work but after that...back to the room and listening to the IPOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got her to come out and watch a little tv and a movie.  Then when it was late..too late to go out at 7:30 to the mall.  I had no interest in going then....guess what?  She wants to go to the mall.  NO!  Well, there was more moodiness and finally I suggested she go to bed.  What fun is it to watch tv in the same room with someone and they do not want to talk to you?  NONE!  Moody teens...what to do?  What to do?   Lets hope tomorrow is a better day!  I wonder what goes on in the brain of a teen at times.  I do not recall I was ever this moody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824015-5126888988822054394?l=hodgepodger.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/feeds/5126888988822054394/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824015&amp;postID=5126888988822054394&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/5126888988822054394" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/5126888988822054394" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/2008/11/moody.html" title="Moody" /><author><name>Tinker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04734399223651061195" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AUQ4jZBY940/STIUoF48AtI/AAAAAAAAAVY/BqL_x8oHvO0/s72-c/human_brain_as_belief_engine.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824015.post-3065352705629913269</id><published>2008-11-29T22:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T22:58:24.339-05:00</updated><title type="text">Gifts for Hunters</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapshots In My Time...&lt;br /&gt;Of My Time.....Hauntings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was small, I lived in the south and the south was all about guns and hunting.  Camo was often seem on the weekends.   Still is today.  Well, with all the sales for Black Friday, there are bargains to be had for the hunter in your family.  Check out the  &lt;a href="http://www.nikonpromo.com"&gt;Nikon Black Friday Promo&lt;/a&gt;!.  For the four days of this fierce shopping weekend you can buy the Long Range Shooting System for the hunter in your family.  The benefits?  Increasing long range shooting skills.  (I wonder if Sara Palin has one of these already...for the moose she kills?!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The system is made up of several things that you would normally have to purchase separately at a much greater price. For a savings of $144.90 you get the DVD, a gift card, the laser rangefinder and the case and last, but not least, the rifle scope.  Normally you would have to pay about $450 for all separately.  This weekend take advantage of the system on sale. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, you may need to get a pair of binoculars to help see your prey.  They are on sale too. You can get an extra $20 off on Nikon Action Extreme  binoculars.  The gift card program has also been extended and several other rifle scopes are priced at bargain prices.    The weekend is almost over!.  Do not miss out on these great Black Friday deals!  Hunters need nice Christmas gifts too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/5wqece" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-disclosure-policy.html"&gt;Disclosure&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824015-3065352705629913269?l=hodgepodger.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/feeds/3065352705629913269/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824015&amp;postID=3065352705629913269&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/3065352705629913269" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/3065352705629913269" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/2008/11/gifts-for-hunters.html" title="Gifts for Hunters" /><author><name>Tinker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04734399223651061195" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824015.post-8950848365552298035</id><published>2008-11-29T16:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T16:50:14.922-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="white squirrels" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thanksgiving" /><title type="text">Blessings!</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;Snapshots In My Time...&lt;br /&gt;Of My Time.....Hauntings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AUQ4jZBY940/STG4l3tnOiI/AAAAAAAAAUY/hJ9yR_50A28/s1600-h/whitey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AUQ4jZBY940/STG4l3tnOiI/AAAAAAAAAUY/hJ9yR_50A28/s320/whitey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274199599377496610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my Thanksgiving gift!&lt;br /&gt; We saw white squirrels at my cousins house.&lt;br /&gt; They were running all over their yard. &lt;br /&gt;They had a colony living in the trees around their house.&lt;br /&gt;I had heard of them but never seen one! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824015-8950848365552298035?l=hodgepodger.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/feeds/8950848365552298035/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824015&amp;postID=8950848365552298035&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/8950848365552298035" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/8950848365552298035" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/2008/11/blessings.html" title="Blessings!" /><author><name>Tinker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04734399223651061195" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AUQ4jZBY940/STG4l3tnOiI/AAAAAAAAAUY/hJ9yR_50A28/s72-c/whitey.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824015.post-8988498062382964813</id><published>2008-11-29T16:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T16:45:04.932-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thanksgiving" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="holidays" /><title type="text">Comparisons</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapshots In My Time...&lt;br /&gt;Of My Time.....Hauntings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year:  Thanksgiving in North Carolina&lt;br /&gt;This Year:  Thanksgiving at home with local relatives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year:  9 hours in the car&lt;br /&gt;This Year:  25 minutes in the car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year:  Listening to a vile spew of evil from my mothers mouth for 18 hours&lt;br /&gt;This Year:  She knew better or there would be hell to pay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year:  Turkey and all the fixings&lt;br /&gt;This Year:  No turkey..lamb and chicken instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year:  traveling with the dog&lt;br /&gt;This Year:  watching albino white squirrels from my cousins window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year:  living with mom&lt;br /&gt;This Year:  living in my own place again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year:  can't stand to be in the same room with my mother&lt;br /&gt;This Year:  can't stand to be in the same room with my mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year:  mothers' evil out in the open&lt;br /&gt;This Year:  mothers' evil hidden in plain site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year:  child unhappy&lt;br /&gt; This Year:  child happier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year:  me..unhappy&lt;br /&gt; This Year:  me..happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year:  holiday with mother&lt;br /&gt; This Year:  holiday with mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Year:  Thanksgiving with friends in another state or at home...no mother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824015-8988498062382964813?l=hodgepodger.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/feeds/8988498062382964813/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824015&amp;postID=8988498062382964813&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/8988498062382964813" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/8988498062382964813" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/2008/11/comparisons.html" title="Comparisons" /><author><name>Tinker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04734399223651061195" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824015.post-8442087944975223059</id><published>2008-11-29T15:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T16:27:11.381-05:00</updated><title type="text">Holiday Eyeglass Frames</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/64proh" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapshots In My Time...&lt;br /&gt;Of My Time.....Hauntings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at my glasses and those of my child and we are in need of new glasses...both of us.  Seriously.  I have a lens that keeps popping out.  At least once a week, I have to put in a new screw.  It drives me crazy.  My child is missing one of the nose pads on hers and she never told me.  I just noticed a dark spot on her skin and I asked her what that was.  I thought she had a cut.  It was from the nose pad not being there.  The metal had rubbed her skin.    I am thinking that when I get my Christmas bonus check I will get us both a pair of new glasses.  While we both have doctors that cost a fortune, I wonder about glasses on line being more economical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see all the  &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/5dxs3m"&gt;Holiday frames&lt;/a&gt; that Zenni Optical carries, I know we can get a better price that what I had paid before.  Check out the site.  There are frames of all styles from metal to plastic to titanium.  They can even handle our prescriptions.  Look at the prices.  They have glasses that start as low as eight dollars.  Who can beat that!  No doctor around here can.  The lowest I have seenlocally is $99.00.  The reason why the prices are so low is beccause they make their own glasses.  There is no middleman or maketing to pay for.  We get the glasses at just about cost to make.  With the variety involved, there is no way you cannot find a pair.  Look what I found!  I really like these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AUQ4jZBY940/STGv-4UTwHI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oA3aKzpM6Ks/s1600-h/d_7145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 147px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AUQ4jZBY940/STGv-4UTwHI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oA3aKzpM6Ks/s320/d_7145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274190133431877746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The design on the temple is cute!  Ordering is easy.  Just fill out the form with your prescription information and once the order is received, their technicians check what you submit to be sure it is accurate.  To help you figure out what needs to be on the order form , there are even pages to help explain your prescription and a page on medical terms.  Even with that, if you still don't understand something, you can call the company and speak to a technician who can help.  The glasses are made and shipped to you.  Your glasses, depending on what you ordered, will be ready within ten days to three weeks.  Sales are final but if there is a problem they can be returned for a partial refund. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are in the market for new glasses, be sure to check out Zenni Optical.  They have a multitude of colors and designs to choose from, all at an economical price.  Shipping?  All shipping is $4.95, even if there are multiple pairs.  You cannot go wrong with that!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-disclosure-policy.html"&gt;disclosure&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824015-8442087944975223059?l=hodgepodger.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/feeds/8442087944975223059/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824015&amp;postID=8442087944975223059&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/8442087944975223059" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/8442087944975223059" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/2008/11/holiday-eyeglass-frames.html" title="Holiday Eyeglass Frames" /><author><name>Tinker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04734399223651061195" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AUQ4jZBY940/STGv-4UTwHI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oA3aKzpM6Ks/s72-c/d_7145.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824015.post-2331698507140489063</id><published>2008-11-29T15:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T15:42:01.945-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="disney" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thanksgiving" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movie reviews" /><title type="text">Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapshots In My Time...&lt;br /&gt;Of My Time.....Hauntings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.  I did not EVEN have turkey on Thanksgiving...just lamb and baked beef.  I went to some families house for dinner and that is what they served along with baked chicken and fish.  Where was the turkey?????  Because I was going out, I did not buy a personal turkey.  So no turkey this year.  Seems most odd.  I have also had a few days off and of course the germs that have I have been eluding, have jumped on me.  I feel sick today.  Scratchy throat and some coughing.  I feel a rough night is ahead.  I have eaten all I think I can today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tried to get rest and I do feel better.  Not so sleep deprived.   I have watched a few movies this weekend.   The best was Wall-E.  That was a very cute movie.  Check it out if you have not seen it.  I bought it from Target last week to save for Thanksgiving night.  It was worth it!  I even cried.  But is not that what most Disney movies do?  &lt;a href="http://adisney.go.com/disneyvideos/animatedfilms/wall-e/"&gt;Wall-E&lt;/a&gt; was very cute! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=thehodgepod02-20&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;amp;l=as1&amp;amp;asins=B0013FSL3E&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;amp;IS2=1&amp;amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;m=amazon&amp;amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;amp;f=ifr" style="width:120px;height:240px;" scrolling="no" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today I cooked lunch/dinner early.  Roasted pork, rice with gravy and mushrooms, wilted spinach and peach cobbler.  Now I about to pop!  I feel today like I should have felt on Thanksgiving but did not....full and about to pop!  It was so good.  Well.  See ya later.  Going to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824015-2331698507140489063?l=hodgepodger.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/feeds/2331698507140489063/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824015&amp;postID=2331698507140489063&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/2331698507140489063" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/2331698507140489063" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-thanksgiving.html" title="Happy Thanksgiving!" /><author><name>Tinker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04734399223651061195" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824015.post-950405306199643758</id><published>2008-09-25T06:44:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T07:12:56.107-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="samantha ronson" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lindsay lohan gay" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="celebrities" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="celebritiy gossip" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="clay aiken" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lindsay lohan" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="clay aiken gay" /><title type="text">Lindsay Lohan Gay!</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;Snapshots In My Time...&lt;br /&gt;Of My Time.....Hauntings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought? That was a shock to me. I knew about Clay Aiken. Who did not know about him. That hairdo said it all. Those perfect clothes. He had the look. A baby for him? Wrong! That child will be confused. Having 2 daddies and a mommie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AUQ4jZBY940/SNtxC38pikI/AAAAAAAAAT4/lms8wLCYj0M/s1600-h/e092393A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AUQ4jZBY940/SNtxC38pikI/AAAAAAAAAT4/lms8wLCYj0M/s320/e092393A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249914084822452802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Lindsay? Kind of a surprise. Maybe because I did not really follow her in the news. She has had a troubled teen life. This may pass we well. She may just be experimenting. Who knows? Look at Anne Heche.  She has now gone back to men.  It is sad that the people who have all the money and fame are so twisted. They certainly are not role models for the young girls out there. I guess we will all just have to wait and see what Hanna Montana does with her teen years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://services.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f8/1348426473" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashvars="videoId=1815616498&amp;amp;playerId=1348426473&amp;amp;viewerSecureGatewayURL=https://console.brightcove.com/services/amfgateway&amp;amp;servicesURL=http://services.brightcove.com/services&amp;amp;cdnURL=http://admin.brightcove.com&amp;amp;domain=embed&amp;amp;autoStart=false&amp;amp;" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" swliveconnect="true" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" height="412" width="486"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824015-950405306199643758?l=hodgepodger.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/feeds/950405306199643758/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824015&amp;postID=950405306199643758&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/950405306199643758" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/950405306199643758" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/2008/09/lindsay-lohan-gay.html" title="Lindsay Lohan Gay!" /><author><name>Tinker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04734399223651061195" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AUQ4jZBY940/SNtxC38pikI/AAAAAAAAAT4/lms8wLCYj0M/s72-c/e092393A.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824015.post-1493568991992431402</id><published>2008-09-22T10:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T10:50:24.424-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thought police" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="big brother" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="office behavior" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="work" /><title type="text">Thought Police</title><content type="html">Snapshots In My Time...&lt;br /&gt;Of My Time.....Hauntings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought police just walked in about 10 minutes ago. When then the big boss is out, he sends in his wife who walks in like she has worked everyday in the office. Last week she caused a ruckus. We had not seen her in months and boom, in she comes. Making requests and making work requests. She policed how many people take cigarette breaks, counting butts in the outside ashtray and keeping track of how many times people laugh. She thought we were laughing too much as we worked. She wants it morgue like and in a state of deadly silence. Everyone was up in arms. Especially the smokers with all that butt counting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All suddenly has gotten quieter. The thought police are here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824015-1493568991992431402?l=hodgepodger.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/feeds/1493568991992431402/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824015&amp;postID=1493568991992431402&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/1493568991992431402" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/1493568991992431402" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/2008/09/thought-police.html" title="Thought Police" /><author><name>Tinker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04734399223651061195" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824015.post-4340973030815903588</id><published>2008-09-22T01:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T02:00:29.192-04:00</updated><title type="text">Friends in Debt</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/3tygxx" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapshots In My Time...&lt;br /&gt;Of My Time.....Hauntings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 6 months ago a friend of mine and a former co-worker just walked off the job one afternoon. She told me she was leaving and just left. Gone. She was tired of the job. It is a very strange job that we have. Odd. About a month after she left she called me in tears needing money. She was just a co-worker. Not a friend. She had a son who was 8 and after speaking to her I decided that I had a little money I could part with, so I decided to loan---really that means give her $150.00. Only because of her child. He might be in need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I gave it to her I found out that she had gotten rid of her perfectly good car and traded it for a very expensive BIG truck. Okay. I figured that I would never hear from her again and I have not. It was like she racked up all these big debts and she had no job. Her boyfriend did not have a stable job either. I know they are in need of being able to &lt;a href="http://www.bills.com/consolidate-debt/"&gt;consolidate debt&lt;/a&gt;.  They lived in drama mode 24/7.  Always a crisis.  Always about money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are ways now to help with personal debt. I tried recently to reach this woman and her phone was turned off. I wonder it they still have that truck or was it repossessed? If you or I am in trouble there is now help with consolidating debt. Bills.com is the way to go. With so many options from credit counseling to debt settlement to refinancing of a mortgage, there is a way out. There is a debt relief glossary to help you understand what each option entails so that you can make the decision about what to do. They even have a debt relief bootcamp. I know we have all be in touch with what has been happening in the financial world in the past 2 weeks. Things are falling apart! Saving money is a vital necessity we all must strive to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think of my former co-worker I think the best option for her would be the credit counseling. An expensive truck with no job to pay for it does no good, just because you MAY have had the good credit to get it at that time. That good credit of hers is most likely gone now. She needs to live within her budget and money or lackof money coming in. She has a child to think about. He does not need to be all caught up in her bad financial decisions and drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill.com has something for everyone. It is a resource to help us find, learn and save. It is a way for us to have a better understanding about money and provide a ways to save for a rainy day. With all the financial bad buzz out now, I would recommend that everyone take a gander. We all may be in dire straights given the economy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-disclosure-policy.html"&gt;disclosure&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824015-4340973030815903588?l=hodgepodger.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/feeds/4340973030815903588/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824015&amp;postID=4340973030815903588&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/4340973030815903588" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/4340973030815903588" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/2008/09/friends-in-debt.html" title="Friends in Debt" /><author><name>Tinker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04734399223651061195" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824015.post-1681724304604202141</id><published>2008-09-22T01:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T01:21:43.279-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="reality shows" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="survivor gabon" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="survivor" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="television" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="reality tv" /><title type="text">Survivor Gabon</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AUQ4jZBY940/SNcrPj5o5fI/AAAAAAAAATw/p63RQYMcK_g/s1600-h/survivor+gabon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AUQ4jZBY940/SNcrPj5o5fI/AAAAAAAAATw/p63RQYMcK_g/s320/survivor+gabon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248711437058631154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapshots In My Time...&lt;br /&gt;Of My Time.....Hauntings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a great fan of this show. I have seen every season of Survivor! I applied once about 3 years ago. I am going to apply again in the very near future. I really want to go on this show or The Amazing Race. I have applied for that one as well. A girl friend of mine from high school and college is my race partner. We applied live and in person when the CBS producers were in our area. These are about the only two shows I watch on tv...well those and BBC television. Dr. Who, Torchwood, Masterpiece Theatre, Nova and other PBS specials are always good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824015-1681724304604202141?l=hodgepodger.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/feeds/1681724304604202141/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824015&amp;postID=1681724304604202141&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/1681724304604202141" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/1681724304604202141" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/2008/09/survivor-gabon.html" title="Survivor Gabon" /><author><name>Tinker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04734399223651061195" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AUQ4jZBY940/SNcrPj5o5fI/AAAAAAAAATw/p63RQYMcK_g/s72-c/survivor+gabon.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824015.post-4582287361378429566</id><published>2008-09-22T00:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T00:53:58.669-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="memories" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="spring cleaning" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="disco" /><title type="text">Spring Cleaning</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AUQ4jZBY940/SNciXO-FQMI/AAAAAAAAATg/TSiVftpg4HI/s1600-h/IM000790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AUQ4jZBY940/SNciXO-FQMI/AAAAAAAAATg/TSiVftpg4HI/s320/IM000790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248701673274425538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapshots In My Time...&lt;br /&gt;Of My Time.....Hauntings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a month ago, my mother finally decided to clear out the back garage. We moved into that house when I was in the 4th grade, so they literally had things from back then packed up. We went thru it and just put gobs and gobs of things out on the street. I had things there from college days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these things used to be treasures. Once we put them out, all the ebayers and garage sale hunters came to scavenge through it. They came with cars and trucks and just loaded up all sorts of stuff. For years I had been telling my mom to let me help her with a garage sale or sell on ebay. Now it is all gone. For the best I say. Some of it was now so old that it was no good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AUQ4jZBY940/SNcjYBzMyOI/AAAAAAAAATo/2M-moGLtwBE/s1600-h/IM000791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AUQ4jZBY940/SNcjYBzMyOI/AAAAAAAAATo/2M-moGLtwBE/s320/IM000791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248702786430617826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the above picture I see one skate from my disco days. See it?! Just one. I paid $100 for those white leather skates and so did many friends of mine. We skated in the local disco bars when that was big back in the 1980's. Those were the days. I wanted to keep them but my brother convinced me to let them go. What would I do these days on those skates? Fall down and most likely bust my butt!! I still have the memories.  Disco is not dead!  It lives in me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824015-4582287361378429566?l=hodgepodger.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/feeds/4582287361378429566/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824015&amp;postID=4582287361378429566&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/4582287361378429566" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/4582287361378429566" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/2008/09/spring-cleaning.html" title="Spring Cleaning" /><author><name>Tinker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04734399223651061195" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AUQ4jZBY940/SNciXO-FQMI/AAAAAAAAATg/TSiVftpg4HI/s72-c/IM000790.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824015.post-8857133665631253760</id><published>2008-09-17T13:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T05:46:47.927-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mission trip" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="amazon" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="amazon mission trip" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="manaus" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="amazon river" /><title type="text">Wordless Thursday:  Floating On the Amazon River</title><content type="html">Snapshots In My Time...&lt;br /&gt;Of My Time.....Hauntings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 477px; height: 357px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v197/tinker2/oeo/940538408_d280396a60_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.blenza.com/linkies/autolink.php?owner=Tinker&amp;amp;postid=16Sep2008&amp;amp;meme=ww"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824015-8857133665631253760?l=hodgepodger.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/feeds/8857133665631253760/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824015&amp;postID=8857133665631253760&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/8857133665631253760" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/8857133665631253760" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/2008/09/wordless-wednesday-floating-on-amazon.html" title="Wordless Thursday:  Floating On the Amazon River" /><author><name>Tinker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04734399223651061195" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824015.post-4363765979088022379</id><published>2008-09-17T05:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T05:59:46.458-04:00</updated><title type="text">Looking for Love on the Dark Side</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapshots In My Time...&lt;br /&gt;Of My Time.....Hauntings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world of dating has been transformed by the internet. It seemed to start out small with just a few large dating sites that anyone could join. Now dating sites are very specialized with them being catogorized by race, gender, religion, fitness and even hobbies. People have the chance to narrow the dating field to just the type of people they are interested in. How's that for giving yourself the very best opportunity to find your Mr. of Mrs. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is even true for young people today who are on the dark side.  There is even a  &lt;a href="http://www.gothscene.com/"&gt;Goth Dating &lt;/a&gt; site. Membership is absolutely free and once you join you have the chance to set up your free profile, add a picture and begin your search for other goth singles in your area or not! There is even a picture gallery so you can begin looking for other goths who have the same interests as you. A nice feature of the site is the search box. It allows you to put in who ou are looking for and it will bring back all the search results of people meeting your criteria. Dating has never been easier. Living on the dark side? Looking for dark love? Then be sure to check out GothScene.com!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-disclosure-policy.html"&gt;Disclosure&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824015-4363765979088022379?l=hodgepodger.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/feeds/4363765979088022379/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824015&amp;postID=4363765979088022379&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/4363765979088022379" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/4363765979088022379" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/2008/09/looking-for-love-on-dark-side.html" title="Looking for Love on the Dark Side" /><author><name>Tinker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04734399223651061195" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824015.post-6472923846189994906</id><published>2008-09-16T23:25:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T23:53:16.770-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="books" /><title type="text">Bookmania! Again!</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapshots In My Time...&lt;br /&gt;Of My Time.....Hauntings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have bought quite a collection of books to read in the past 3 months. I have not had the time to read all of them. They are just collecting in my room and den and still I buy more. Here are just a FEW of the books I have to crack open or, if they are cracked open, I need to finish. Can you read 4 books at once? I am. Will I ever finish one of them? Maybe. In 2010!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my current reading list.  Check some of them out!  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/search?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;keywords=What%20%27s%20so%20amazing%20about%20grace&amp;amp;tag=thehodgepod02-20&amp;amp;index=books&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325%22%3EWhat%20%27s%20so%20amazing%20about%20grace%3C/a%3E%3Cimg%20src=%22http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=thehodgepod02-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1%22%20width=%221%22%20height=%221%22%20border=%220%22%20alt=%22%22%20style=%22border:none%20%21important;%20margin:0px%20%21important;%22%20/%3E"&gt;What's so Amazing About Grace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/search?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;keywords=the%20shack&amp;amp;tag=thehodgepod02-20&amp;amp;index=books&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325%22%3Ethe%20shack%3C/a%3E%3Cimg%20src=%22http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=thehodgepod02-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1%22%20width=%221%22%20height=%221%22%20border=%220%22%20alt=%22%22%20style=%22border:none%20%21important;%20margin:0px%20%21important;%22%20/%3E"&gt;The Shack&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Idiot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/search?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;keywords=The%20Power%20of%20Now&amp;amp;tag=thehodgepod02-20&amp;amp;index=books&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325%22%3EThe%20Power%20of%20Now%3C/a%3E%3Cimg%20src=%22http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=thehodgepod02-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1%22%20width=%221%22%20height=%221%22%20border=%220%22%20alt=%22%22%20style=%22border:none%20%21important;%20margin:0px%20%21important;%22%20/%3E"&gt;The Power of Now&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mind of the Soul&lt;br /&gt;When the Ground Turns in it's Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/search?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;keywords=american%20visa&amp;amp;tag=thehodgepod02-20&amp;amp;index=books&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325%22%3Eamerican%20visa%3C/a%3E%3Cimg%20src=%22http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=thehodgepod02-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1%22%20width=%221%22%20height=%221%22%20border=%220%22%20alt=%22%22%20style=%22border:none%20%21important;%20margin:0px%20%21important;%22%20/%3E"&gt;American Visa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/search?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;keywords=2012&amp;amp;tag=thehodgepod02-20&amp;amp;index=books&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325%22%3E2012%3C/a%3E%3Cimg%20src=%22http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=thehodgepod02-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1%22%20width=%221%22%20height=%221%22%20border=%220%22%20alt=%22%22%20style=%22border:none%20%21important;%20margin:0px%20%21important;%22%20/%3E"&gt;2012&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How To Seduce a Ghost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/search?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;keywords=A%20Billion%20Bootstraps&amp;amp;tag=thehodgepod02-20&amp;amp;index=books&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325%22%3EA%20Billion%20Bootstraps%3C/a%3E%3Cimg%20src=%22http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=thehodgepod02-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1%22%20width=%221%22%20height=%221%22%20border=%220%22%20alt=%22%22%20style=%22border:none%20%21important;%20margin:0px%20%21important;%22%20/%3E"&gt;A Billion Bootstraps&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Prince and Other Writings&lt;br /&gt;There's a Business in Every Woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above list is in no way inclusive of all that I have recently bought.  I just thought I would stop here.  If you can get through all of those any time soon, it will be a miracle.  Happy Reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824015-6472923846189994906?l=hodgepodger.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/feeds/6472923846189994906/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824015&amp;postID=6472923846189994906&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/6472923846189994906" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/6472923846189994906" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/2008/09/bookmania-again.html" title="Bookmania! Again!" /><author><name>Tinker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04734399223651061195" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824015.post-6514920159331054257</id><published>2008-09-16T22:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:58:44.932-04:00</updated><title type="text">AHHHHH!  Freedom!</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapshots In My Time...&lt;br /&gt;Of My Time.....Hauntings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a good thing to feel free to be yourself again!  In the year and a half since my father passed away, my very light social drinking has been limited.  When I lived on my own before I moved into my mother's house I would drink wine or beer occasionally.  I even would have a drink, mixed with a friend.  Once my father died I had to limit any type of social drinking as my mother would not approve.  So.  What did that mean?  I had about 8 bottles of wine in a wine rack, Absolute vodka in the freezer, tequila...just a very little left, a new bottle of Courvoisier, a new bottle of Canadian Club and a bottle of Vermouth.  I had just discovered Martinis.  Well.  I was not about to throw away my bar supplies. I packed them all in boxes and they lived in the trunk of my car for the past year and a half.  Unused.  Finally I unpacked it all last week.  I just knew that the wine had all turned to vinegar having to withstand the cold of 2 winters and the extreem heat of a 100+ degree summer.  All was well.  I am sipping on some now.  boy it is good to be back to my old freedoms.  I will never give it up again!  Never!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824015-6514920159331054257?l=hodgepodger.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/feeds/6514920159331054257/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824015&amp;postID=6514920159331054257&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/6514920159331054257" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/6514920159331054257" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/2008/09/ahhhhh-freedom.html" title="AHHHHH!  Freedom!" /><author><name>Tinker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04734399223651061195" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824015.post-3450061580350950076</id><published>2008-09-16T00:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T01:06:09.974-04:00</updated><title type="text">Dating Scene</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapshots In My Time...&lt;br /&gt;Of My Time.....Hauntings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dating scene is not what it used to be. I grew up with dating meaning visiting at someone's home with parents accompanying me on dates. Can you imagine? I can't now. With the dawning of the internet, there are now dating sites all over the web. I am looking for a date but have not quite become brave enough to put my info online yet. There are many other girls who have. Check out &lt;a href="http://www.blackscene.com/singles/black-girls"&gt;Black Girls&lt;/a&gt;. After looking at some of the profiles, I know I COULD do it...but, I guess I will have to think about it a little more. It is a free singles site for African Americans. You can even do a search for dates right in your local areas. The site also features a chat room for networking and talking. Check it out. It is free, has thousands of members and pictures to browse. Who knows! True love might be just around the corner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-disclosure-policy.html"&gt;Disclosure&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824015-3450061580350950076?l=hodgepodger.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/feeds/3450061580350950076/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824015&amp;postID=3450061580350950076&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/3450061580350950076" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824015/posts/default/3450061580350950076" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://hodgepodger.blogspot.com/2008/09/dating-scene.html" title="Dating Scene" /><author><name>Tinker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04734399223651061195" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry></feed>
