<?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-7011225</id><updated>2024-02-03T13:53:06.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life After Death And Taxes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default?alt=atom'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default?alt=atom&amp;start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04740537013927937198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://www.krawproductions.com/images/KYLErent.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011225.post-114161711662771084</id><published>2006-03-05T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T22:53:53.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seasons of Love</title><content type='html'>Today was Rachel and my 6 month aniversary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to Rachel yesterday in the car when I went to drop her off. I told her that I couldn&#39;t believe that we had been going out for six months, it seems like only yesterday that we started going out. And she said said she agreed, but that she also felt that we had been going out forever. I feel the same way. Einstein really had it right when he said that time is relative. Although, I&#39;m sure that this wasn&#39;t the type of situation he intended for it to be used. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is amazing that I found someone as awesome as Rachel. She is exacly the person I have been looking for. Smart, funny, laid back but not lazy, and beautiful. It really is amazing how two people can just click.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?&quot;&lt;br style=&quot;-khtml-border-horizontal-spacing: 3px; -khtml-border-vertical-spacing: 3px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;-Christopher Marlowe&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/feeds/114161711662771084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7011225/114161711662771084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/114161711662771084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/114161711662771084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/2006/03/seasons-of-love.html' title='Seasons of Love'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04740537013927937198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://www.krawproductions.com/images/KYLErent.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011225.post-114135448230506962</id><published>2006-03-02T21:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T21:56:52.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some people are stupid!!!</title><content type='html'>Tonight I was driving home after taking Rachel home and I saw one of the stupidest things ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight it snowed a little, no more than an inch or two. So, I turn the corner and see a truck driving around on in the yard with it&#39;s lights on. This seemed a little odd so i decided to stop for a second and take a look. The truck is driving in circles, pulling a kid in a shopping card behind it. Can you get any stupider than that. i won&#39;t be surprised if I hear an EMS tone for that house tonight. </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/feeds/114135448230506962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7011225/114135448230506962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/114135448230506962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/114135448230506962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/2006/03/some-people-are-stupid.html' title='Some people are stupid!!!'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04740537013927937198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://www.krawproductions.com/images/KYLErent.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011225.post-112614255900421132</id><published>2005-09-07T21:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T21:22:39.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Weekend... In A Long Time</title><content type='html'>Well, school started back up and running last week and it is off to a good start. I really like my &quot;classes this year. I only have 1 real class (College Psychology) and my other classes are very easy. We only had a three day week the first week of school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, things didn&#39;t work out with Jen G. we are broken up now, but i think we will still be friends. She seems like she would be a good friend, but she is certainly not a good girfriend. Alteast she can admit it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last weekend was the Spencer fair and it was awesome. I really love going because I get to hang out with my current firneds, and see some of my old ones. I usally see all of my friends at some point during the fair. Friday i went to the fair all day and totally forgot to put on suntan lotion, so I am pretty burnt right now... it sucks. Friday night I hung out with Steph and watched the demo derby which was pretty good, but I was disapointed that there were no fires. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I didn&#39;t get there until right befor the Demo Derby started, fortunatly Adam and Jess were nice enough to save me a seat. After the Demo I ended up bumping into Rachel and the rest of the band kids. I hung out with all of them the rest of the night, but espetially Rachel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I went to my cousin&#39;s graduation part in Marshfield, it&#39;s like 2hours away. Then I hurried home so that I could go to the Spencer Fair and hang out with Rachel, who I was really starting to like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday I spent the whole day at the fair with Rachel!!! I watched the marching band perform, and they were awsum! After that we went to put Rachel&#39;s instrument back in my car. Then we went to watch the Demo. We ended up sitting with Mike and some other people from Big Y, it was a really good time. me and Rachel held hands the whole time, YAY. After that we met up with my mom so that she could take Sarah and take her home. I didn&#39;t mind hanging out with her for the most part, but she was really annoying after the Band performance. Once Sarah went home me and Rachel went on our own, we got some fryes and sat on the hay bails near the arial acrobats thing :P We just sat there and talked for a long time, and made fun of the carnies. It was really a lot of fun. After sitting and talking for a while, I leaned in and kissed her. I wasnt sure how she would react, but she seemed to be interested. After we were done I decided that it would be the right time to ask her out, so I did. And she said Yes!!!! I was so happy, and then I kissed her again :) It was one of the best night I&#39;ve had in a really long time. I have been going out with Rachel for a few days now and I am really happy with her. I really like her a lot and I hope that this relationship lasts a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/feeds/112614255900421132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7011225/112614255900421132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/112614255900421132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/112614255900421132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/2005/09/best-weekend-in-long-time.html' title='The Best Weekend... In A Long Time'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04740537013927937198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://www.krawproductions.com/images/KYLErent.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011225.post-112216726831633559</id><published>2005-07-23T21:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T21:07:48.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'>will you join me...?</title><content type='html'>I can feel it. For once I can feel it. I just hope you can too.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/feeds/112216726831633559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7011225/112216726831633559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/112216726831633559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/112216726831633559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/2005/07/will-you-join-me.html' title='will you join me...?'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04740537013927937198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://www.krawproductions.com/images/KYLErent.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011225.post-112113996445523107</id><published>2005-07-11T23:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T23:52:24.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I always seem to post late at night...</title><content type='html'>So, as expected Jen only wants to be friends. I really didn&#39;t expect any other responce, espetially after talking to Steph. O well, I would rather tell her how I felt and have her reject me then keep the feelings inside. Life goes on, I just wish someone would like me as more than a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been quite interesting and exciting. I worked A LOT this week starting sunday with a 9 hour shift. I will get a lot of pay though. I also trained to be a Head Cashier this week. I&#39;m all done, it really isn&#39;t that hard after learning the booth. It is a lot more responsibility though. I was training on Saturday with Peter, and that was one of the most tiring days in recent memory. It was saturday morning, our busiest day. And on top of it, I had to be there at 8 a.m. the earliest I have been up all summer. We trained a bunch of new cashiers in the past few weeks. I love when we get new cashiers because they always have problems and it is fun to help them fix them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got Wes a job at the store this week. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Fast forward to today &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at a reasonable hour today, which made me happy. I got dressed then went to take my movie back and bring Wes to get his work permit. After that we went to &quot;Community Police and Fire Equipment&quot; in Oxford. That was a fun trip. I went to get a CPR mask. I also ended up buying some EMT pants which are really awesome. I was going to buy some scissors and a stethoscope, but they only had pink ones, not interested. O well. I am going to go back soon and get some more stuff. Later we went to the mall... lots of gas used... etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m way too tired to post, as you ,ay be able to tell. More tomorrow.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/feeds/112113996445523107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7011225/112113996445523107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/112113996445523107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/112113996445523107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-always-seem-to-post-late-at-night.html' title='I always seem to post late at night...'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04740537013927937198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://www.krawproductions.com/images/KYLErent.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011225.post-112009989703376895</id><published>2005-06-29T22:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T22:51:37.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...And I&#39;m Dying To Tell You, That I love you</title><content type='html'>OK, this is an entry that I have been thinking about for a long time. And I think I finally got up the guts to write it down. And tell her how I feel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you know, there is this girl at work, who I have really liked for a long time. She knows who she is. Ever since the first time I met her, almost two years ago, I senced a connection. We have been working togeather for a long time, and we have a really good relationship... as friends. I really want it to go to the next level though. The problem: I don&#39;t have any idea if she likes me back or not. I&#39;m really bad at this stuff, I can never tell if people like me back or not, that seems to be my major issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have known her, I have grown a lot I wold say. Knowing her has really had an influence on my personal, and spiritual life. Seeing how string she is in her faith has made me much stronger in mine. (this entry isn&#39;t going as well as I had planned) Anyway, I know that she really doesn&#39;t date, but I am hoping that when she gets home from camp and reads this, that she will give me a call and tell me that she would make an exception for me. If not, then it wasn&#39;t meant to be. (please let me know either way) I know she is going away to college soon, but i don&#39;t care. We will just have to wait and see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Me</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/feeds/112009989703376895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7011225/112009989703376895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/112009989703376895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/112009989703376895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/2005/06/and-im-dying-to-tell-you-that-i-love.html' title='...And I&#39;m Dying To Tell You, That I love you'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04740537013927937198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://www.krawproductions.com/images/KYLErent.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011225.post-111893445589424161</id><published>2005-06-15T22:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T11:07:35.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah...</title><content type='html'>Today was a pretty boring day, you know: school, work, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning, late as always to bring myself and my brother&#39;s to school. School was pretty boring as usual. In schience Mr. Oliver spent the whole time going over something that I didn&#39;t understad anyway. So I spent the whole class trying to put on of the essay&#39;s on my computer. i hard task considering that most of the problems involve pictures. I had to draw them on my computer and it took forever. I wasn&#39;t able to finish and it was taking way too long, so I wrote the rest down on a piece of paper wich I will hopefully put on the computer tomorrow. Then my laptop ran out of battery, so even if I wanted to I couldn&#39;t have finished. At the end of third block I get a call from work on my cell phone. They want me to come in early, as usual, but they wanted me to run the front, which I enjoy, so of corse I agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school I had a yearbook meeting, where we talked about our theme for next year. I am really exited about it. I think we&#39;re supposed to keep it a secret right now, so that is what I am going to do. I am one of the staff photographer&#39;s for the yearbook. I am really excited about doing that, and getting to get into all of the sports games for free. Plus, I love taking pictures, so I dont mind at all. The hard part, of corse, is going to be getting all those days off from work. I will manage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the yearbook staff stayed to burn CD&#39;s for the suplement. i had to leave right away though because, as I said before, they called me in to work early. I wouldn&#39;t have time to go home, so I wanted to get to work in time to have something to eat. I ended up eating McDonald&#39;s and when I was finished I still had a half hour til I was supposed to start, I couldn&#39;t believe it. So I waited around, then got to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running the front went quite smoothly, there were no major problems except for the fact that someone decided to come in late. Not by much, but just enough to create a problem. His loss, he got marked in late. The rest of work went pretty well. I was training Amanda in the booth, she is doing really good. Someone put an extra book of tickets in and didnt leave a note, so it kept coming out wrong. eventually Peter found the problem and after theat everything went relatively smoothly. I think I tought Amanda a lot, she is really eager to learn, which is great. I think she will do an awesome job. There is so much to learn in the booth, you don&#39;t even realize it until you have to teach someone else to do it. I didn&#39;t even get through half of what I wanted to show her. O, well she has pleanty more training to go, and I am with her on Saturday again so I can see how she is progressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&#39;s all for now. Hi Jackie!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/feeds/111893445589424161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7011225/111893445589424161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/111893445589424161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/111893445589424161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/2005/06/blah.html' title='Blah...'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04740537013927937198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://www.krawproductions.com/images/KYLErent.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011225.post-111880522176548123</id><published>2005-06-14T22:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T23:15:05.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Post a Month...?</title><content type='html'>I know, I know. I haven&#39;t blogged in a while, I feel bad about it, but Jackie is the only one who reads this thing anyway. i am going to try to update on a more regular basis from now on. I will spare you the recounting of my life since my last post and skip foreward to today. Suffice to say that I&#39;v been very busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today started out normal. I got up and got ready for school. I got up late as usual. I went to go to school and started not to feel good, but I had to bring my brother and Wes to school, so I couldn&#39;t go right home. When I&#39;m on my way to Wes&#39; house Laura calls me on my cell phone and tells me that she missed her bus again and needs a ride. I told her I&#39;d be there soon. What a good friend, right? So I pick up Wes and Laura and go to school. I decide that I feel bad enough to not go to school. I called my dad and he said it would be okay if I went home. I really didn&#39;t want to miss today because finals are this week, and I&#39;m sure that I missed some important information. O well, I will get it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to come home early for a change, espetially considering that I didn&#39;t have to work today. It was a real day off, for once. So I canme home and watched some T.V. and did some PHP programing, I am almost done with one of the project&#39;s I am working on, so I am pretty excited about that. I am having trouble getting the UPDATE query to work and it is making me really angry. I swill have to finish work on that Visual Basic program for work too, I haven&#39;t really touched it in months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on i decided to go to Staples. I had been the day befor to pick up some Sharpie(r) Mini&#39;s(tm), but when I got home I realized that some idiot had partially removed that cap on the black one I bought, thus completely frying it out. i was kinda mad. That&#39;s why I went back today, to get a new one. I exchanged the &quot;broken&quot; one for a fully functional one, and I also bought a new one for extra insurance. Go me! On the way home from Staples it poured like I have never seen before. I could barely see five feet in front of me, I was forced to go like 20 miles per hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I get home and relax for a couple hours, the Sarah calls because I forgot, again, to pick her up. I had to bring her to the High School because she is going to be playing in the band. I can&#39;t understand how I keep forgeting her, but I do. Today, the most likely reason is that since i didnt go to school, i wasn&#39;t thinking about picking anyone up from school. I go and get her, and bring her to the High School with plenty of time to spare. I hung around for a while because a lot of my friends are in the band, so I like to hang out with them. Alisha was mad at Steve which made her quite unpleasant to be around, so I left. I can understand she was mad at Steve and everything, but that&#39;s no reason for her to not even give me a hug, I was kind of mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I went to Big Y to visit Amanda because it was her first day working in the Service Desk. I am so excited for her, and so is she. I am training her tomorrow, and I can&#39;t wait. She seems to be doing quite well, She is, of course nervous, bu who wouldn&#39;t be. I was leaving the store and getting ready to go home and I saw Dez and so I waved. i was going to get in my car and she beeped at me, so I got out to see what she wanted. Which was just to say, &quot;Hi&quot;, but that was okay, i didn&#39;t mind. Laura was also there and I was very glad to see her, it has been such a long time since we&#39;ve hing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all I had a pretty interesting day. Hope you enjoyed hearing about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. - I miss Jen and Steph, I hope they come back soon.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/feeds/111880522176548123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7011225/111880522176548123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/111880522176548123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/111880522176548123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/2005/06/post-month.html' title='A Post a Month...?'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04740537013927937198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://www.krawproductions.com/images/KYLErent.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011225.post-111880341741684597</id><published>2005-06-12T22:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T22:43:37.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I&#39;m Blogging this....</title><content type='html'>So, today I wore my &quot;I&#39;m Bloggin this&quot; shirt, which Jax is quite farmiliar with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I was walking into school today and Jesse was walking with me. He see&#39;s my shirt and he says, &quot;I fucking hat you Kyle.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;I was like &quot;what?&quot;, and he was like, &quot;O, I just wanted to see if you would blog about it&quot; SO, I did.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/feeds/111880341741684597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7011225/111880341741684597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/111880341741684597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/111880341741684597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-blogging-this.html' title='I&#39;m Blogging this....'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04740537013927937198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://www.krawproductions.com/images/KYLErent.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011225.post-111776838255941902</id><published>2005-06-02T23:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T20:45:45.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooie</title><content type='html'>Look at my new blog design :) Isn&#39;t it grand? I designed it myelf. please comment and let me know what you think. It&#39;s really easy to comment, I promise.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/feeds/111776838255941902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7011225/111776838255941902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/111776838255941902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/111776838255941902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/2005/06/ooie.html' title='Ooie'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04740537013927937198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://www.krawproductions.com/images/KYLErent.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011225.post-111654507905061025</id><published>2005-05-19T19:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T19:24:39.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'>have fun...could prove to be interesting?! lol</title><content type='html'>comment to answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are we friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you have a crush on me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Would you kiss me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. ...with tongue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would you enjoy it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Would you ever ask me out/what would you say if i asked you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Would you let me make a move on you in a movie theater? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Would you take care of me when I&#39;m sick? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you want to tell me something that you couldn&#39;t before? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. If so, what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Would you walk on the beach with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If you heard a rumor about me, would you defend me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you/have you talk shit about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you think I&#39;m a good person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Would you let me sleep with you (in the same bed)? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Do you think I&#39;m hot? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you could change anything about me -would you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Would you have sex with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Would you come over for no reason just to hang out? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Will you post this so I can fill it out for you?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/feeds/111654507905061025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7011225/111654507905061025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/111654507905061025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/111654507905061025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/2005/05/have-funcould-prove-to-be-interesting.html' title='have fun...could prove to be interesting?! lol'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04740537013927937198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://www.krawproductions.com/images/KYLErent.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011225.post-111353021540745000</id><published>2005-04-14T21:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T21:56:55.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Deviant, eh?</title><content type='html'>So, there is this awesome website. it is called &lt;a href=&quot;http://bobert5064.deviantart.com/&quot;&gt;Deviant Art&lt;/a&gt;. It is a site for artists to post origional works. That is a link to my page, but there are thousands more artists on there. I just got a new camera so I should be updating it WAY more often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Jax will talk to me now :( i miss her.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/feeds/111353021540745000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7011225/111353021540745000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/111353021540745000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/111353021540745000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/2005/04/deviant-eh.html' title='Deviant, eh?'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04740537013927937198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://www.krawproductions.com/images/KYLErent.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011225.post-111352938451521971</id><published>2005-04-14T21:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T21:43:04.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jen</title><content type='html'>Jen is awesome :)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/feeds/111352938451521971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7011225/111352938451521971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/111352938451521971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/111352938451521971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/2005/04/jen.html' title='Jen'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04740537013927937198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://www.krawproductions.com/images/KYLErent.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011225.post-111068848602143826</id><published>2005-03-12T23:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T23:34:46.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>I&#39;m uninspired</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/feeds/111068848602143826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7011225/111068848602143826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/111068848602143826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/111068848602143826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/2005/03/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04740537013927937198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://www.krawproductions.com/images/KYLErent.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011225.post-111023364281275725</id><published>2005-03-07T16:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T17:14:02.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>JCSS At The Mount</title><content type='html'>This weekend and Last, Wes and I have been working on Jesus Christ Superstar at The Theatre At The Mount(TAM) It&#39;s at Watchusette Community College. It was a load of fun, despite the long drive (over an hour each way).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show went sooo well, beter than I think I could of asked for. I was a little apprehensive at first about doing the show because it was so far, and I would have have to take the week off from work, and, no pay :(. I am really glad that i decided to do it though. I was a spot op. which is a job I enjoy. There were acctually 5 spots total. it was amazing. The set was too awsum to discrribe, it was 3 levels, I will post a picture as soon as I get some from Cindy. OK so the set was acctually four levels, but the actors only went on three. Me and the other spot op Fae (is that how you spell that name?) were on the very top level. It was about 15 feet above the deck, we were basically in the grid. So that was a change and I really enjoyed doing something different. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was there (on the first day) I met this girl Nicole, she seemd pretty kewl. I wanted to talk to her all week, but of corse I was nervous, and she always had other people around her. So there was never really a good time. I had wanted to give her my screen name all week, but like I said before, never a good oportunity. So on the last day I finaly decided that i had to do it no matter what, it was afterall my last opportunity. I went up to her with a piece of paper I had written my screen name on, and I was like, &quot;Hay, here&#39;s my screen name in case you ever want to IM me&quot; she looked at me funny. Which is kind of exactly what i expected her to do. I looked back at her, then walked away. I thought it was rather amusing. obviously, I&#39;m not very good at these things. So, I&#39;m sure your thinking the same thing I was &quot;there is no way in hell she&#39;s gonna IM me&quot; right? Well not 10 minutes after i got home she imed me. I was really shocked, and of corse, happy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07:46:17 dragonheart042: hi&lt;br /&gt;07:46:34 bobert5064: who&#39;s this?&lt;br /&gt;07:46:53 dragonheart042: this would be the girl who you gave your screen name to earlier today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, so that was pretty kewl. Unfortunatly it turns out she has a boyfriend anyway, even though I;m sure she would never be interested in me ne way. O well, so it was all for not, hopefuly we can be friends, can&#39;t have too many of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have some homework. Maybe I will update later, maybe i won&#39;t. Only time will tell.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/feeds/111023364281275725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7011225/111023364281275725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/111023364281275725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/111023364281275725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/2005/03/jcss-at-mount.html' title='JCSS At The Mount'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04740537013927937198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://www.krawproductions.com/images/KYLErent.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011225.post-110990771464970544</id><published>2005-03-03T22:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T22:41:54.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Longest Time</title><content type='html'>WOW, I really haven;t updated in a long time. I hate doing this because then the entries are so long, no one reads them. It makes me laugh. Jackie, make it your personal mission to make sure I update atleast by-daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we last met....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The term as school has ended and I inevitably failed Latin. I was certainly not suprised. I really didn&#39;t do anything in that class. Somehow I couldn&#39;t find the motivation it really brought me down, it helped me do bad in all my other classes, thst&#39;s for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still no luck in the girlfrind department. Surprised? Me neither. I hate this whole being single thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People seem to not like me latey, it may be just my warped perspective, but it really seems that way. Espetialy this supervisor at work Melissa. We used to be like best friends, and she was my favorite supervisor. Lately she seems to not like me or something, I don&#39;t feel like going into detail, but trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK im bored, I&#39;ll probably update tomorrow, and on a regular basis from now on.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/feeds/110990771464970544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7011225/110990771464970544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/110990771464970544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/110990771464970544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/2005/03/longest-time.html' title='The Longest Time'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04740537013927937198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://www.krawproductions.com/images/KYLErent.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011225.post-110982372053047527</id><published>2005-03-02T23:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T23:22:00.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>im blogging this</title><content type='html'>BEST SHIRT EVA HAHA ;-) &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.thinkgeek.com/oreilly/tshirts/6388/&quot;&gt;http://www.thinkgeek.com/oreilly/tshirts/6388/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wackyj434 (11:02:16 PM): haha &quot;i&#39;m blogging this&quot; perfect shirt lol... i say that half a dozen times a day.. now i can just point to my shirt haha&lt;br /&gt;Bobert5064 (11:02:31 PM): IM WEARING THAT SHIRT NOW&lt;br /&gt;Bobert5064 (11:02:37 PM): hahaha&lt;br /&gt;wackyj434 (11:02:37 PM): omg weird</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/feeds/110982372053047527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7011225/110982372053047527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/110982372053047527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/110982372053047527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-blogging-this.html' title='im blogging this'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04740537013927937198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://www.krawproductions.com/images/KYLErent.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011225.post-109484376433587730</id><published>2005-01-03T18:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T18:05:05.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The greatest story ever told...</title><content type='html'>OK, so maybe it isn&#39;t the greatest story ever told, but here is a recap of what has happend since my last entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as you know Angie and I broke up when I got back. I&#39;m still a little upset about that, sorry, but I think I&#39;m still not over her yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School started off, and was good until I got to second block and met the new latin teacher!!!! He was such an asswhole, he assumed that we knew a lot of stuff we didn&#39;t and assigned WAYYY too much homework, it sucked. I&#39;m currently failing the class, but I still have a chance of passing, if I do, it will be by the skin of my teeth (do teeth have skin? no)  He has really calmed down since the begining of the year. The class is so boring, but I don&#39;t hate the guy nearly as much as I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first block class this semester was Firts Aid and CPR. I LOVED that class. I had already had prior training, so I was ahead of everyone from the start. The class was so much fun though. Doing CPR on the dummies is really... interesting, it is hard to get over being nervous and self concious when doing it. I even did so well that she had me help test the other kids in the class. One time she had me test other people, and the next day she tested me on what I had just tested the other kids on. I was like &#39;are you serious?&#39;, and she was. I laughed. Well that class is over now and I am once again certified in CPR and Firts Aid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now one of my classes is photography. Sonds simple. It isn&#39;t. It is really hard to take &#39;good&#39; pictures with a fully manual camers, you have to keep everything in mind, or the shot could come out really messed up, or not at all. Wel also have to do everyhting our selves. It&#39;s not like: Buy some film, take some pictures, and send it away. Not at all: we have to load the film onto the cassets, take pictures, rewind the film, load the film onto a reel, develop the film into negatives, let it dry, cut the negatives, then we have to use the enlarger to make prints, and develop them. It is a lot of work, and a lot to lear. BUT it is really a lot of fun, and I am enjoying it a lot. I will post some of my pictures as soon as I get some of them back from the Teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, enough about skewl, I&#39;m sure no one wants to hear about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on the relationship front: while every one of my friends seems to have a girlfriend/ boyfriend: I am still stuck alone. I really don&#39;t know what it is. it just seems like no one likes me anyone, no matter what I do. Linzi and I got in a hinge fight, were not even talking right now, so there is no chance of going out with her. There are a couple more people I like, I&#39;m sure non of them like me anyway. And the one person I do know likes me has a boyfriend. I JUST CAN&#39;T WIN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Adam has a girlfried, who he has been going out with for months might I add. I&#39;m happy for him and everyhting, but since he started going out with her, he&#39;s changed a lot. He mostly ignores me, and all of his other friends. It really pissed me off at first, but eventually I just decided if he dosent wanna hang out with us, fuck him! I hang out with him once in a blue moon (blue moons only occour once in every four years by the way). The worst part about it is that his parents seem to adore her. After report cards came out Adam got &#39;grounded&#39; because of his grades. I asked him if he wanted to come over, and he said his parents said &#39;no&#39;. Then, the very SAME night, he went over her house. Does this make any sence to u? No? Me either. Another thing is that we had a sound business togeather, and ever since he started going out with her he has basically screwed me over. Let&#39;s see what I say next time he needs to borrow a piece of equipment, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was awsome this year, I got everything I wanted. I acctually took the time this year to make a list and it really payed off. Mostly all I got was tools, and &lt;a href=&quot;www.setwear.com&quot;&gt;Setwear&lt;/a&gt; stuff. It is really awsome. I even got a DeWalt Drill and flashlinght. Its really nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas break rocked because I got to see some of my friends almost every day. And I hardly had to work at all. The day after Christmas Josh and me went to buy a steering wheel for my new game Burnout 3. The game rocks. We went to like three stores looking for the tihing. There was a very spacific one that I wanted. The place I had seen it the week before no longer had it. After we went to all these stores we didn&#39;t find the one we wanted. So, we went back to EBgames and got the next best thing, or so we thought. So we wait in line for about 20min. to make out purchase and we get up to the counter. When we get up there the asswhole behind the counter decides to have some pointless 5min. chat with one of the other clerks. What a jerk-off. So we finally get out of there and get home. We are, of corse, eager to try it. IT SUCKS, it is so unresponsive and makes the game very unenjoyable to play. So, I go upstairs to watch tv and 5min. later Josh comes up to tell me that it is broken already. HA. I was kinda pissed, but I was like &#39;whatever, we will just take it back.&#39; I still havent brought it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the days of the week, I had Tim over, and we were bored most of the time. We went up to the fireld to take pictures for my class. We literaly got frozed. It was so cold and windy... it had to be below zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I&#39;m getting tired of typing and it&#39;s time to eat. I will try to start updating regularly now :) We&#39;ll see how that one goes. here is some food for thought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a song:&lt;br /&gt;you win! youre more punk, hardcore, mod, straightedge, emo, indie than me. your hair is cooler, your pants are tighter, you have more tattoos. you have cooler pins on your messenger bag &amp; your favorite band is more obscure than mine. your shoes are more vintage &amp; so is your t-shirt. you own more black clothes than me. i dont even own a denim jacket. your glasses are thicker &amp; blacker than mine, the plugs in your ears are bigger. you know more people in bands &amp; your black jelly bracelets are the envy of scenesters everywhere. your photography is blacker &amp; whiter, your Madradhair profile is wittier, &amp; you have much better soul records. your tie is whiter, or redder, or blacker. your scene points are double, perhaps triple, mine. because as we all know, thats what really matters. in a scene where the music has taken a backseat to the haircuts, you win &amp; i lose</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/feeds/109484376433587730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7011225/109484376433587730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/109484376433587730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/109484376433587730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/2005/01/greatest-story-ever-told.html' title='The greatest story ever told...'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04740537013927937198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://www.krawproductions.com/images/KYLErent.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011225.post-109469279523158640</id><published>2004-09-08T20:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T18:06:09.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I&#39;m home haven&#39;t you heard the ring.</title><content type='html'>Home sweet home, finaly. I think it&#39;s time for a major update. i will just give you the gist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, where did i leave off... Well we&#39;ll just start here. I had Adam come up and see the theatre for a couple days. i think he really liked it. He got to see Footloose twice, he had really good seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of July i worked on Soulfest. It is a Christian Rock Festival it goes on for four days. It is quite the experience. I not only went to the show. I worked at it, and on the setup crew. It was my second time on this show, so i knew the drill. This year i hot to rig for real. i&#39;m not sure if the profesional riggers knew that i was just a volunteer. It was a lot of fun but VERY tiering. Also, i got the worst sunburn of my life. I had second degree burns all over my chin, i had chaped lips, and to top it all off. A Coldsoar. The next day we rigged again. The third day was my favorite day... Lights and Sound load-in, o ya! It was awsum. The designer was awsum, her name was Sooner. She was very nice and her rig was awsum (no i dont mean her tits). The sound setup was awsum too, we had these amazing Mayer Arays which totaled 24,000 wats, thats not counting the subs and side fills. The bads were really amazing, espetially Third Day. They were the last band to perform, and i got one of there set lists. After the Third day performance we began the load out. We had lights and sound loaded out and on the truck in less than 4 hours. It was amazing. I really go to take a leadership roll during teardown. Sooner knew by this time that i knew what i was dooing, and i knew where everything went since i loaded it in. Load out was probably my favorate part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the summer was good. All of the shows at the theatre were a big sucess. We had a nearly sold out house every night. Then end of the summer was very difficult. I was tired, and not feeling so good, but we still had to do strike. Strike seemes to take forever, and we had to ge the sound done fast because the sound person had to leave early to bring one of the actors to the airport. I was glad to get out of there when i did. i did feel bad leaving Matt and Austin to do the rest by themselves, but they had a couple of days to get it done. It was really hard leaving this summer. I made a much stronger bond with the people i was working with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got home Aug. 30th i think. I was very happy to get home, and relieved that the long drive home was behind me. I got to hang out at home for a couple of days, then i started school. The first day of school was incredibly awful, it seemed to drag on forever. The second day wasn&#39;t nearly as bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fastforeward to this weekend....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i had been waiting all summer to see angie. This weekend i was finally going to see her, and i was so excited, it was also the spencer fair. Thurs night i went to the fair and saw all my friends, it was soo much fun. Everyone was there, i don&#39;t think it could have been any better. Friday i went to the fair during the day, it was a lot of fun. Around 5 or 6 i think i met up with Andy, i haven&#39;t seen him since like 8th grade. It was really fun, i met a couple of him friends...they were very kewl. Then we went to the demolition derby. It was really good, and lots of fun. After that, i went to see angie. Lisa was all distraught about breaking up with Logan, so angie was preocupide with that. I wasn&#39;t mad or anything because i can understand what it&#39;s like to be in a situation like that. Sat I wen to tthe fair again. Acctually, i bought a weekend pass, saved me 11$. I stayed there for a while until angie called and i went to see her at lisa&#39;s house. When i got there laura was there, which was kewl, because laura is awsum. Then we went to the Fair, it took me forever to find a parking space. Anyway, guess what happend the whole time at the fair? You guessed it, she ignored me the whole time, yup. Needless to say i was EXTREMELY pissed. I told her i was going to talk to Adam so i could cool down for a while. A little later she text&#39;s me, wanting to know where i am. I tell her hopeing that maybe she realized i was mad at her, and had come around. No such luck. She was just as bad, if not worse, when i went back to see her again. Eventually i get a call on my cell phone. it was my moms number so i answered it. The person asked me where i was and said she wanted to see me. I was like wait, who is this? She was like, &quot;It&#39;s Linzi&quot;. i was soo happy. I haven&#39;t seen her in such a long time. I waited at the ride i told her i was at, and told angie that i would catch up with her. Anyway i wait a few minuetes and then i see linzi. She comes running over over too me and gives me a HHUUGGEE hug. I felt so loved. I love Linzi :) She is my best friend. She decided it would be a good idea for her to talk to angie for me. I definately was not against the idea. Actualy, i told her she should. I was soooo steamed at this point i really didnt care what angie thought. Linzi kinda yelled at her and angie got mad and walked away with lisa. it was actually quite funny. It was so nice of linzi thought, she really turned my night around. angie didn&#39;t even know i was mad at her. Can you believe that. Anyway to make a long story short angie broke up with me the next day. She said it wasn&#39;t just because of Sat. i&#39;m not sure if i believe that. She said she, &quot;Dosen&#39;t see the relationship going any furthur.&quot; And that it wasn&#39;t fair to me. The typical its not you its me bullshit. Anyway i wasnt too upset, i was going to break up with her anyway. Man she made me sooo mad. GGRRR. Well now i can explore other avenues. I&#39;v been talking to this gurl Michele, sh&#39;e realy kewl, but im sure she could never like me anyway. We&#39;ll see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love all my friends... bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Please Post comments.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/feeds/109469279523158640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7011225/109469279523158640' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/109469279523158640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/109469279523158640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/2004/09/im-home-havent-you-heard-ring.html' title='I&#39;m home haven&#39;t you heard the ring.'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04740537013927937198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://www.krawproductions.com/images/KYLErent.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011225.post-109324494165303626</id><published>2004-08-23T02:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T03:09:01.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What if ???</title><content type='html'>Remeber: Only surveys until i get home, here&#39;s another:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a month, I&#39;d be: September&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a day of the week, I&#39;d be: Wednesday... humpday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a time of day, I&#39;d be: midnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a planet, I&#39;d be: Mars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a sea animal, I&#39;d be: a sea urchin, yay (i think i spelled it wrong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a direction, I&#39;d be: North East&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a piece of furniture, I&#39;d be: a futon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a sin, I&#39;d be: thou shall not covet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a historical figure, I&#39;d be: Abraham Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a liquid, I&#39;d be: water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a tree, I&#39;d be: an apple tree, i hate apples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a bird, I&#39;d be: a humming bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a flower, I&#39;d be: a rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a kind of weather, I&#39;d be: rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a mythical creature, I&#39;d be: zues, hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a musical instrument, I&#39;d be: a malaphone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were an animal, I&#39;d be: a cheeta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a color, I&#39;d be: black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were an emotion, I&#39;d be: love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a vegetable, I&#39;d be: a cumquat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a sound, I&#39;d be: silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were an element, I&#39;d be: Fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a car, I&#39;d be: a truck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a song, I&#39;d be: &quot;Plan B&quot; Five iron Frenzy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a movie, I&#39;d be: Hackers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a food, I&#39;d be: pizza bites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a place, I&#39;d be: lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a material, I&#39;d be: osmium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a taste, I&#39;d be: bitter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a scent, I&#39;d be: pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a religion, I&#39;d be: catholic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a word, I&#39;d be: w00t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were an object, I&#39;d be: a brick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a body part, I&#39;d be: an arm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a facial expression, I&#39;d be: anger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a room in a house, I&#39;d be: computer room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a subject in school, I&#39;d be: theatre arts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a cartoon character, I&#39;d be: Dilbert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a shape, I&#39;d be: a circle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a number, I&#39;d be: 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a stone, I would be: granite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a machine, I would be: an engine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a tool, I would be: a cresent wrench&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a method of death I would be: poisoning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a name I would be: benji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, this was not as kewl as i thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outie.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/feeds/109324494165303626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7011225/109324494165303626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/109324494165303626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/109324494165303626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/2004/08/what-if.html' title='What if ???'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04740537013927937198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://www.krawproductions.com/images/KYLErent.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011225.post-109293786074063605</id><published>2004-08-19T13:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T13:51:00.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever wondered?</title><content type='html'>I know, i haven&#39;t updated in a long time, but i have been really busy and unmotivated. I thought this thing would be fun. I will update for real once i get back home. Enjoy (And please comment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______Your life______&lt;br /&gt;[x] they call me: Kyle, bobert, benji, bob&lt;br /&gt;[o] also: also? also what? &lt;br /&gt;[x] sex: someday?&lt;br /&gt;[o] birthday: Sept ?? 1987&lt;br /&gt;[x] status: taken by the wonderful Angie&lt;br /&gt;[o] occupation: Enent Production&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ethnicity: italian and irish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______fast forward_______&lt;br /&gt;[x] college planning to go to: UMASS Amherst&lt;br /&gt;[o] future resident of: Your mom&lt;br /&gt;[x] wedding: someday&lt;br /&gt;[o] children: not for a long while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______right now_______&lt;br /&gt;[x] feeling: lazy, tired, bored&lt;br /&gt;[o] Listening: my iPOD, YAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;[x] doing: this survey, no shit huh?&lt;br /&gt;[o] Talking to: Your mom&lt;br /&gt;[x] craving: Your mom&lt;br /&gt;[o] thinking of: Your mom&lt;br /&gt;[x] hating: do-nothings, and...YOUR MOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______Love_______&lt;br /&gt;[x] love is: Amazing&lt;br /&gt;[o] first love: linzi&lt;br /&gt;[x] love or lust?: love&lt;br /&gt;[o] true or false: True&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______Opposite Sex_______&lt;br /&gt;[x] turn ons: Long hair, good sence of humor, nice eyes, and i nice body dosen;t hurt either&lt;br /&gt;[o] what kinda hair style?: Long, strait&lt;br /&gt;[x] turn offs: boringness, preps, high maitenece&lt;br /&gt;[o] are you the type of person to ask for numbers?: No, i hate talking on the phone. I get numbers, but i never call. u wanna talk, give me ur S/N, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________Micellaneous _______&lt;br /&gt;[x] can you swim?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;[o] whats your most embarrassing moment?: lets not go there&lt;br /&gt;[x] what are you scared of?: not being wanted, by anyone &lt;br /&gt;[o] what is your greatest accomplishment?: Being a lighitng designer&lt;br /&gt;[x] what kinda roof is over your head?: a solid one, i hope, cause its raining&lt;br /&gt;[o] do you like tomatoes?:no thanks&lt;br /&gt;[x] how many TVs in the house?: y, u gonna rob me?&lt;br /&gt;[o] how many phones in the house?: lots, so dont try to rob me, lol&lt;br /&gt;[x] how many residents?: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______Your looks______&lt;br /&gt;[x] Height: 6&#39; I think&lt;br /&gt;[o] Do u wear contacts or glasses?: yup, glasses&lt;br /&gt;[x] do u have any piercing? nope :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______Just lately______&lt;br /&gt;[x] How are you today? great &lt;br /&gt;[o] What pants are you wearing right now?: black ones, big surprise&lt;br /&gt;[x] What does your hair look like at the moment?: messy.&lt;br /&gt;[o] What song are u listening to right now?: Christmas bells - from RENT&lt;br /&gt;[x] Last person you talked to on the phone?: the person from TAV electronics.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Last Dream you can remember?: no clue. &lt;br /&gt;[x] Who are you talking to right now?: i believe this question was already asked.... amanda&lt;br /&gt;[o] What time is it?: 1:39 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______More about YOou______&lt;br /&gt;[x] What are the last four digits of your phone number?: 1366&lt;br /&gt;[o] If u were a crayon, what color would you be?: Black&lt;br /&gt;[x] What&#39;s the next CD you are going to buy?: CD&#39;s are so old skewl, lol&lt;br /&gt;[o] What&#39;s the stupidest thing u ever done?: are you implying something?&lt;br /&gt;[x] If u could change one thing about yourself what would it be?: i would like to be better looking : (&lt;br /&gt;[o] Where do you shop the most? Big Y!&lt;br /&gt;[x] How many kids do you want to have?: 2&lt;br /&gt;[o] Shampoo?: yes, i do use shampoo, thanks for asking&lt;br /&gt;[x] Do you have your own phone line?: cell phone, does that count?&lt;br /&gt;[o] Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?: no, but i sleep with Your Mom.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Have you ever broken/sprained/fractured a bone?: None&lt;br /&gt;[o] Who do you dream about?: Angie&lt;br /&gt;[x] Who do you tell your dreams to?: no one &lt;br /&gt;[o] Who&#39;s the loudest friend you have? Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;[x]The quietest friend?: Ashton!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______You and love ______&lt;br /&gt;[x] Do you have a girlfriend or boyfriend? yep yep yep&lt;br /&gt;[o] Do you have a crush?: yep&lt;br /&gt;[x] Who is your crush?: Angie&lt;br /&gt;[o] Where would you like to go on your honeymoon?: anywhere my whife wants&lt;br /&gt;[x] Do you find yourself attractive?: not really &lt;br /&gt;[o] Do you find yourself ugly?: not really&lt;br /&gt;[x] Do others find you attractive? from what I&#39;ve heard some do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________Your favorites____________&lt;br /&gt;[x] Color: black&lt;br /&gt;[o] food: Pizza Bites!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;[x] Fast Food: McDonalds&lt;br /&gt;[o] Candy: white chocolate reeces&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ice Cream Flavor?: vanilla &lt;br /&gt;[o] Sport?: no&lt;br /&gt;[x] number?: 93487190248109895y1289471289471249817234091827387e2987y&lt;br /&gt;[o] Scent?: im not sure, i kno wat it smells like, but i cant deiscribe it&lt;br /&gt;[x] Board Game?: Scrabble&lt;br /&gt;[o] Saying?: Your Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________Have you ever ____________&lt;br /&gt;[x] Wanted to kill someone?: not seriously&lt;br /&gt;[o] Broke the law?: probably, hasnt everyone?&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ran from the cops?: nope, but they run from me, hehehehe j/k&lt;br /&gt;[o] Tried to kill yourself?: no way&lt;br /&gt;[x] Made yourself cry to get out of trouble?: its possible, i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______Firsts________&lt;br /&gt;[x] First Kiss: Favi&lt;br /&gt;[o] First Job: too many to remeber&lt;br /&gt;[x] First Screenname: bluffclimber6&lt;br /&gt;[o] First Enemy: this kid in middle skewl, i don&#39;t know his name tho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/feeds/109293786074063605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7011225/109293786074063605' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/109293786074063605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/109293786074063605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/2004/08/have-you-ever-wondered.html' title='Have you ever wondered?'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04740537013927937198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://www.krawproductions.com/images/KYLErent.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011225.post-108805076685387062</id><published>2004-06-23T23:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T00:19:26.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This Disaster</title><content type='html'>Today was Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, my mom woke me up so early this morning. Around 7:30. She was leaving for her camping trip and she wanted to say googbye to me. Also, she wanted me to show her how to use my climbing equipment so that they can hoist there food and trash up into a tree at night, so bears won&#39;t come to their camp site. After she left i tried to get to sleep, it took a while, but eventually i got back to sleep. I woke up again around 11 or 12 and came online and had breakfeast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 1 or so i decided that i should go to the theatre. I got there and i got out of the truck and i hear this &quot;ssssssssssss&quot; sound comeing from the truck. I looked around and found out that it was coming from the left-front tire. There were two nails in it. I must have run over then on the way through the theatre parking lot which is mostly dirt and random debree. The leak was pretty bad, bad enough that i could hear it as i said. i knew that there was some &quot;fix-a-flat&quot; in the glove compartment. i read the directions on the can, and used it. It didn&#39;t seem to stop the air form coming out so i decided to drive to a service station and see what they can do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first place i came along was a gas station, so i decided to stop and ask abou there prices. The guy told me that to patch it, it would cost about $12-$15. The guy looked at the tire. It turns out that the puncture was right where the sidewall meets the top of the tire, so there is no way they can patch it. I asked him if he had a tire that would fit so i could buy a new one. He didn&#39;t, but he said there was a place down the street that might.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to the other place, they didn&#39;t have a tire that would fit either. i called my dad to ask him what he thought i should do, he said i should just have the garage put the spare on. I thought that sounded like a good idea, it would take me a lot longer to do it myself. OS the guy does it, it takes him about 2 min. It only cost me $8, so i think it was worth it. The people at the repair show were really nice to me, i didn&#39;t have to wait or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i got the tire fixed i went back to the papermill, this time (and from now on) i parked in the paved parking lot. I went into the theatre to look for Mat, he wasnt there. I decided to call adam, i needed to ask him to ask the band director if we could use one of their Source4&#39;s at the theatre for the summer. We are trying to rent as little as possible this summer. We rented 2 scrollers for the PAR 64&#39;s and a moving mirror attachment for our non-existant Source4. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen i was done talking to Adam i went to talk to the new sound guy. He is way too organized it scares me. He dosen&#39;d really know what he&#39;s doing when it comes to the actual operation of the equipment. I had to show him how to use many of the features on what i thought was a pretty strait-forward sound board. Watever. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was done at the theatre i went to the grocery store. i got some good  stuff, it didn&#39;t cost that much either. Then i went home and watched some TV and wrote in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outie.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/feeds/108805076685387062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7011225/108805076685387062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/108805076685387062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/108805076685387062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/2004/06/this-disaster.html' title='This Disaster'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04740537013927937198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://www.krawproductions.com/images/KYLErent.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011225.post-108796157603751439</id><published>2004-06-22T22:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T23:32:56.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping With The Television On</title><content type='html'>Today was good, a lot less boreing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i woke up at 11:09, why do i rembmer that? Because i want to that;s why. When i woke up i came on the computer and talked to some people and working on my blog again. If anyone has anything to say about the new background &lt;A HREF=&quot;mailto:bobert5064@yahoo.com&quot;&gt;e-mail me&lt;/A&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 12:00 my mom got here. She is staying here tonight. She is on her way to a comping trip, and it is a shorter drive from here than home. When my mom got here we unpacked the car and went to a resteraunt for lunch, It was very good. I has a grilled cheese and she had a fried fish sandwich. After that we went to the bank and cashed some rolls of coins. We also went to the Post office and got a P.O. box. Then we went to the video store and rented &quot;&lt;A HREF=&quot;http://www.sonypictures.com/homevideo/50firstdates/&quot;&gt;50 First Dates&lt;/A&gt;&quot; It was very good, and so hillarious. I&#39;m not going to do a full review on it though because i assume most of you have already seen it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i droped my mother off at home after we ran our errands and headed out for the theatre. I needed to talk to Mat about what was going on with my Spot Op. job. It took me a while to find him though. I wasled across the stage, but i didnt see him. So, i went to the show to ask where he was. Jen said that he might be over at the coffee shop or at the office. So i wald over in the cold rain and look around for him. I can;t find him so i decided to go back to the theatre and wait for him. When i got back he was there. We talked for a while about the job and about the plot for this year. He was working on the channel layout, but he was having a lot of trouble because we don&#39;t have enough dimmers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i finished talking to Mat i went up to the stage to see what was going on. It turns out the new sound designer was there, and he was having some problems finding everything. I helped him out. He seems like a kewl guy, he know just about every programing alnguage including c and c++. I also me the scenic painter and master electirican, they&#39;re both very nice girls. I dont know either of there names yet though. While i was there the chilldrens theatre stage manager also stopped by, she seemed ver nice, but she seemed a little lost. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once i was done at the theatre i came home and my mom decided we should get pizza. So my mom called the pizza place to order, and i went and got it. It was good, much better than the pizza i got the other day, i think i might have taken one of the garlic pieces by accident last time. Then me and my mom talked for a long while. It was good we haven&#39;t really talked like that in a long time. We then decided that it would be a good idea if we went upstairs and went our seperate ways, so we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outie.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/feeds/108796157603751439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7011225/108796157603751439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/108796157603751439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/108796157603751439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/2004/06/sleeping-with-television-on.html' title='Sleeping With The Television On'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04740537013927937198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://www.krawproductions.com/images/KYLErent.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011225.post-108787298448441708</id><published>2004-06-21T22:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T23:15:19.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No News Is Good News</title><content type='html'>BOREING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was very boreing, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up around 10 or so. I went online and worked on this blog a lot. You will notice some changes comeing soon. One of them is already inplace. if you look to the bottom of the sidebar on the right, you will notice a text box where you can enter your e-mail address. if you do, you will recieve daily updates of my blog by e-mail, so you never miss a new entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i watched more tv and talked to my mom online for a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later i went to the store to get some MORE milk. i drank almost a whole gallon since yesterday, i couldn&#39;t believe it. Then i went to McDonalds for a double cheese burger, it was really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight i watched some good tv and talked to Angie online for a while which i enjoyed, i only wish she would stay on longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow my mom is coming up which should be fun. Also, i am going to go over to the theatre to get this whole job thing worked out. Then i might go look for some other jobs :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, check this out i thought it was pretty kewl:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Click to enlarge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Center&gt;&lt;A HREF=&quot;http://www.doc.ic.ac.uk/~th99/image/funny.jpg&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;IMG SRC=&quot;http://www.doc.ic.ac.uk/~th99/image/funny.jpg&quot; WIDTH=&quot;350&quot; HEIGHT=&quot;400&quot; BORDER=&quot;0&quot; ALT=&quot;Click to Enlarge&quot;&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/Center&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/feeds/108787298448441708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7011225/108787298448441708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/108787298448441708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/108787298448441708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/2004/06/no-news-is-good-news.html' title='No News Is Good News'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04740537013927937198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://www.krawproductions.com/images/KYLErent.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011225.post-108778755667330129</id><published>2004-06-20T23:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T00:36:25.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OK, so we want you back</title><content type='html'>Today, more boredom, movie, something interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i woke up around ummm... 11:00 or so, i think. I watched some wierd show on MTV for a while, and the i had something to eat. MMMM, poptarts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later i watched &lt;A HREF=&quot;http://www.nbc.com/nbc/Last_Comic_Standing/&quot;&gt;&quot;Last Comic Standing&quot;&lt;/A&gt; on Comedy Central. I enjoyed it even though i had alread seen one of the episodes. After that i watched a stand up comedy marathon which was hillarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i went to the stor to buy some &quot;Plasticware&quot; and milk. And the Milk is SOOOOO expensive up here, it&#39;s amazing. Then i went to the movies. Here&#39;s my review:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;Font color=FFFFFF&gt;&quot;&lt;/font&gt;Start Movie Review&lt;Font color=FFFFFF&gt;&quot;&lt;/font&gt;&gt; &lt;A Href=&quot;http://www.stepfordwivesmovie.com/&quot;&gt;The Stepford Wives&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Img Src=&quot;http://64.166.24.165/datebook/images/moviekey.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Rating: &lt;IMG Src=&quot;http://64.166.24.165/datebook/images/star_sm.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;IMG Src=&quot;http://64.166.24.165/datebook/images/star_sm.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THis is a remake of the 1975 cult fave by the same name. This version, however, offers much less suspence. Acctually, it offers no suspence. It almost seems like they were trying to make it a comedy, but failed miserably. There were some one liners thata were quite funny. But the movie as a whole just didnt hold a candle to the origional. The only thing that this movie has in commor with the origional is the fact the woman are made into robots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie started out interestingly enough, with the main charecter (Nicole Kidman) nearly being killed by an irate ex-contestant of one of the Reality television shows that the network she works for produced. That was my favorate part, lol. The movie picks up in the middle, but dies agian in the end. They try to throw an interesting plot twist in there at the end, but it is poorly masked and quite obvious. over all i though the move was tolerable, but not worth the money. Go find something else (may i recoment &quot;The Terminal&quot;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;Font color=FFFFFF&gt;&quot;&lt;/font&gt;End Movie Review&lt;Font color=FFFFFF&gt;&quot;&lt;/font&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i got out of the movies i was driving home i saw my good friend Mat from the theatre sitting outside on the back of his pickup. So, i decided to stop and say &quot;Hi&quot; as i was driving over i realized that he was on the phone, and that it night not be such a good time. But at this point it was too late to turn around, so i just parked next to him and waited. After he got off the phone we had a good conversation, we talked some more about the plot for this year. It sounds like he has some really good ideas. They are going to use a lot of heavy color washes, and just cover the leads with spot. It should be very different and interesting. Then Kim (the artistin direct) shows up, she seems like she is in a hurry, but needs to talk to me. She askes Mat if he&#39;s told me yet. He said &quot;No&quot;. So she tells me that they are looking for another Spot Op. and are interested in having me back for a third season. I was not surprised by this, that is basicly the same way i got hired the first season. I think i will enjoy this job this summer. It will be a lot less work than last summer, and less spending endless hours at the theatre doing nothing. I think i will like it a lot better. I am Still looking for another job tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i got home of corse. I talked to my mom on AIM and then on the phone. We had a good conversation, i told her about my day, and she told me about hers. It was a good conversation. After i hung up with my mom, i texted Angie and asked her to come online. To my surprise she said she would. So i waited for her for a few minuetts, then i got sidetracked doing who knows what on the internet, i don&#39;e even remember what it was. After about a half hour i was like WTF where is Angie. It turns out that she had been IMing me, and even send me a text message. Unfortunatly i didnt hear the phone, and AIM didnt tell he that she was IMing me. I think she was a little mad at me for that, she IMed me for like 10 min, before signing off. I send her some text messages saying sorry. Then she called me, i appolagized, i dont know what she thought of it. I couldn&#39;t talk to her though because my phone was roaming, but hopefully i will talk to her tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that all for me. ciao.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/feeds/108778755667330129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7011225/108778755667330129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/108778755667330129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011225/posts/default/108778755667330129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobert5064.blogspot.com/2004/06/ok-so-we-want-you-back.html' title='OK, so we want you back'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04740537013927937198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://www.krawproductions.com/images/KYLErent.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>