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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns: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" gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YDRn8ycCp7ImA9WhBbF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322404888804429640</id><updated>2013-05-16T22:52:57.198-04:00</updated><category term="Keen observations of human nature" /><category term="Suggested listening" /><category term="Suggested reading" /><category term="Stories" /><category term="Serial posts" /><category term="Spam poems" /><category term="Images" /><category term="Photos" /><category term="Posts involving Proust and/or jockeys" /><category term="Outer space" /><category term="Movies viewed" /><category term="Poems" /><category term="Ladytron Week" /><category term="Posts involving weather forecasts which have since been proven spectacularly wrong" /><category term="Questions for readers" /><category term="Poetry-related posts" /><category term="Posts consisting of two sentences" /><category term="Posts in which occur the words &quot;trek&quot; and &quot;star&quot;" /><category term="Insubstantial posts written merely to fulfill my self-imposed daily blogging quota" /><category term="Video poems" /><category term="Videos" /><category term="Messages of extreme social / political / cultural / ontological / epistemological / herpetological importance" /><category term="NaNoWriMo" /><category term="Posts involving rivers and/or mountains" /><category term="Does this look infected?" /><category term="Corrections / apologies / clarifications / addenda" /><category term="Posts in which New York City street names and numbers are mentioned" /><category term="Sex" /><category term="Things having to do with Boris Yeltsin" /><category term="Pirate-related anecdotes" /><category term="Twitter collages" /><category term="Money" /><category term="Translated spam poems" /><category term="Posts in which pizza is mentioned (either as the focus of the piece or in passing)" /><category term="Books I have finished reading in 2009" /><category term="Posts that concern sightings of aging but still beloved British comedians" /><category term="Rhetorical questions for readers" /><category term="Posts in which I become sentimental in hotel rooms" /><category term="Inaugural posts" /><category term="Books" /><title>The Booth of Our Conniving</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Matt Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00791420971869885860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSTexJoGYnQ/TCERYXOP2QI/AAAAAAAAApI/TYV4EkM1M_0/s1600-R/4716101325_b593a551f0.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1967</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/TheBoothOfOurConniving" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="theboothofourconniving" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YDRnw6eCp7ImA9WhBbF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322404888804429640.post-6433506450768620655</id><published>2013-05-16T22:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-05-16T22:52:57.210-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-16T22:52:57.210-04:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Feb. 11, 1992&lt;br /&gt;
Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Our wallpaper is neat! actully it's boring but since it's new it looks neat and it's not all up yet. The kind we have up so far is dark blue with little flowers on it. We're putting something else in the kitchen. I forget how it looks. I have one and a have lines to go and Ill have have a page to go from where I started. But now I'm more than halve way.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Brian is going to borrow Donkey Kong and Donkey Kong Jr. I hope he brings something I can borrow from him.</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/feeds/6433506450768620655/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/05/feb_16.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/6433506450768620655?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/6433506450768620655?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/05/feb_16.html" title="" /><author><name>Matt Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00791420971869885860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSTexJoGYnQ/TCERYXOP2QI/AAAAAAAAApI/TYV4EkM1M_0/s1600-R/4716101325_b593a551f0.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU4FRXY6eCp7ImA9WhBbE0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322404888804429640.post-181904439398450105</id><published>2013-05-12T10:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2013-05-12T10:11:54.810-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-12T10:11:54.810-04:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Feb. 10, 1992&lt;br /&gt;
Monday&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Today we're getting new wall paper. (actully we never had any wallpaper). I wonder what it looks like. The guy says he can put it up in one day. I don't think he can. Because there is alot to do.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We have a test about outer space Wednesday. We had a paper to do today it was easy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I can't think of anything to say today. Today is kind of boring. But I did set my watch yesterday!</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/feeds/181904439398450105/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/05/feb_12.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/181904439398450105?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/181904439398450105?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/05/feb_12.html" title="" /><author><name>Matt Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00791420971869885860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSTexJoGYnQ/TCERYXOP2QI/AAAAAAAAApI/TYV4EkM1M_0/s1600-R/4716101325_b593a551f0.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMCSHsyeCp7ImA9WhBUGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322404888804429640.post-5615785407793480517</id><published>2013-05-07T23:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-05-07T23:07:49.590-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-07T23:07:49.590-04:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Feb. 7, 1992&lt;br /&gt;
Friday&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tomorrow we finally have a basketball game. We haven't had one for three weeks. It told about us in the paper for Wednesday I think. We have practice tonight. I hope we don't lose it on this game. But we are playing an easy team.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I don't think I have any homework today. We have a substitute. And Mrs. Hayden didn't leave us much work. She left a half an hour for every subject.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I hope I get to live to be 38 years old.</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/feeds/5615785407793480517/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/05/feb.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/5615785407793480517?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/5615785407793480517?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/05/feb.html" title="" /><author><name>Matt Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00791420971869885860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSTexJoGYnQ/TCERYXOP2QI/AAAAAAAAApI/TYV4EkM1M_0/s1600-R/4716101325_b593a551f0.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUIGQnc_eyp7ImA9WhBXGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322404888804429640.post-5841835869606331633</id><published>2013-04-01T10:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-04-01T10:45:23.943-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-04-01T10:45:23.943-04:00</app:edited><title>NaPoWriMo</title><content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;
I'm doing it. But not here. I'm doing it &lt;a href="http://mattwalkerpoems.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Enjoy, if you dare.</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/feeds/5841835869606331633/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/04/napowrimo.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/5841835869606331633?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/5841835869606331633?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/04/napowrimo.html" title="NaPoWriMo" /><author><name>Matt Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00791420971869885860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSTexJoGYnQ/TCERYXOP2QI/AAAAAAAAApI/TYV4EkM1M_0/s1600-R/4716101325_b593a551f0.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMGQn09fCp7ImA9WhBXFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322404888804429640.post-7382427020138607325</id><published>2013-03-28T23:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-28T23:40:23.364-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-28T23:40:23.364-04:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Feb. 6, 1992&lt;br /&gt;
Thursday&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tonight I have cub scouts. Last night they had a morse code class. I didn't want to come. I have to have a secret code I made up. I had one but it's stupid so I won't do it. I have to think of another one.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Thursday is the most boring day of the school week. All we do is have music and learn stuff.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I'm glad tomorrow is Friday.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I'm almost done with my report on president Roosevelt.</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/feeds/7382427020138607325/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/feb_28.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/7382427020138607325?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/7382427020138607325?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/feb_28.html" title="" /><author><name>Matt Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00791420971869885860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSTexJoGYnQ/TCERYXOP2QI/AAAAAAAAApI/TYV4EkM1M_0/s1600-R/4716101325_b593a551f0.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8ARno7cCp7ImA9WhBXFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322404888804429640.post-670265804033574431</id><published>2013-03-27T22:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-27T22:30:47.408-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-27T22:30:47.408-04:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Feb. 4 [sic], 1992&lt;br /&gt;
Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I have guitar lessons tonight. We got a stand for me to put my book on when I practice. We also got a stool from the attic. I think I'm getting kind of good. I was sick last time so I couldn't go. I had extra time to practice.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I can't wait until Saturday. We will finally have a game. Then it will be almost three weeks since our last game.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I went to the doctor yesterday. He said I have cough &lt;u&gt;asthma&lt;/u&gt;. Athletes sometimes get that. I get it sometimes when I play basketball.</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/feeds/670265804033574431/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/feb_27.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/670265804033574431?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/670265804033574431?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/feb_27.html" title="" /><author><name>Matt Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00791420971869885860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSTexJoGYnQ/TCERYXOP2QI/AAAAAAAAApI/TYV4EkM1M_0/s1600-R/4716101325_b593a551f0.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUNQXs-cSp7ImA9WhBXEE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322404888804429640.post-6570218843598696908</id><published>2013-03-22T21:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-22T21:31:30.559-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-22T21:31:30.559-04:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Feb. 4, 1992&lt;br /&gt;
Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Today we had art. We made dragons. Like the ones we made in second grade only smaller. On one piece of paper.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Today we got to choose a president to write about. I chose Theodore Roosevelt.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I have to go to the bathroom. I'll be back in a minute. Okay I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tomorrow I have guitar lessons, today Meg has piano, yesterday, Meg had brownies, Thursday, Meg has dance, I have cub scouts, and Saturday, I have a game.</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/feeds/6570218843598696908/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/feb_22.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/6570218843598696908?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/6570218843598696908?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/feb_22.html" title="" /><author><name>Matt Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00791420971869885860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSTexJoGYnQ/TCERYXOP2QI/AAAAAAAAApI/TYV4EkM1M_0/s1600-R/4716101325_b593a551f0.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcNSXY5fip7ImA9WhBQGUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322404888804429640.post-4375726735233336387</id><published>2013-03-21T22:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-21T22:08:18.826-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-21T22:08:18.826-04:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Feb. 3, 1992&lt;br /&gt;
Monday&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I got my new glasses. I like them there black. I have to take them off at night and wear my old glasses at night to watch t.v.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Speaking of t.v. there's no reruns tonight. That's good.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It was fun in gym today. We played that game where you have to hit the ball past the other teams line.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I think I have Basketball practice tommorow.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I don't like this journal.</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/feeds/4375726735233336387/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/feb.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/4375726735233336387?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/4375726735233336387?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/feb.html" title="" /><author><name>Matt Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00791420971869885860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSTexJoGYnQ/TCERYXOP2QI/AAAAAAAAApI/TYV4EkM1M_0/s1600-R/4716101325_b593a551f0.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QMRnw6cCp7ImA9WhBQGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322404888804429640.post-2752547679693651092</id><published>2013-03-20T23:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-20T23:09:47.218-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-20T23:09:47.218-04:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Jan. 31, 1992&lt;br /&gt;
Friday&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It's been a long week. I'm glad it's almost over.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I have basketball practice tonight. Our game was canselled. They were having a banquet. All the games were not going on. Since I didn't have a game I could go to cub scouts.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tommorrow I'm getting a haircut. I might get to go to time out. I have 95 tickets. I don't have any homework yet. I hope I dont because then I would have to do it on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tommorow is Febuary. Darn. I don't like Febuary. I don't like Feb. 3, 10, 17, or 24th.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[In parentheses above "canselled", "banquet", "tommorrow", and "tommorow" I wrote "sp" to indicate questionable spelling. "Time Out" was the name of a video arcade in the local mall. "Feb. 3, 10, 17, or 24th" refers to all the Mondays in "Febuary", you see.]</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/feeds/2752547679693651092/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/jan_20.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/2752547679693651092?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/2752547679693651092?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/jan_20.html" title="" /><author><name>Matt Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00791420971869885860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSTexJoGYnQ/TCERYXOP2QI/AAAAAAAAApI/TYV4EkM1M_0/s1600-R/4716101325_b593a551f0.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUUDQ387fSp7ImA9WhBQF0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322404888804429640.post-4127886022267108175</id><published>2013-03-19T22:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-19T22:41:12.105-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-19T22:41:12.105-04:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Jan. 30, 1992&lt;br /&gt;
Thursday&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Today we had music. It was not fun.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Brian finished our project yesterday. Except for painting the bottom. I wish I wasn't sick yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I have a basketball game tonight. We're playing Met trucking. We're going to beat them. We had practice Tuesday. We worked on the same play we always do. We're good in practice, but we never do it in a game. I can't wait untill the week is over. It's been a bad one. I don't know why.</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/feeds/4127886022267108175/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/jan_19.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/4127886022267108175?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/4127886022267108175?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/jan_19.html" title="" /><author><name>Matt Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00791420971869885860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSTexJoGYnQ/TCERYXOP2QI/AAAAAAAAApI/TYV4EkM1M_0/s1600-R/4716101325_b593a551f0.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkYMSX0-fyp7ImA9WhBQFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322404888804429640.post-3139777716936192394</id><published>2013-03-18T00:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-18T00:16:28.357-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-18T00:16:28.357-04:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Jan. 28, 1992&lt;br /&gt;
Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Brian brought boxes today. We started covering up the boxes with paper. That's all we've done. We're going to paint the cardboard bottom Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We're going to Disney World this summer. Were going to be in an apartment like hotel with two bedrooms and a kitchen. It will be fun. I've only been there once.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I don't have much to write today.</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/feeds/3139777716936192394/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/jan_18.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/3139777716936192394?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/3139777716936192394?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/jan_18.html" title="" /><author><name>Matt Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00791420971869885860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSTexJoGYnQ/TCERYXOP2QI/AAAAAAAAApI/TYV4EkM1M_0/s1600-R/4716101325_b593a551f0.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMFRHc7eyp7ImA9WhBQE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322404888804429640.post-1813526632438203795</id><published>2013-03-14T22:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-14T22:26:55.903-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-14T22:26:55.903-04:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Jan. 27, 1992&lt;br /&gt;
Monday&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Today isn't a very bad Monday. Today we get to start on our projects. Me and Brian are going to build a pueblo. Brian is going to bring in some boxes the day before Wednesday. (I can't spell tommorow.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Redskins won! That's who I wanted to win. It was kind of a boring game. The Redskins were leading all the way. We went to the Britton's house. They were having a super bowl party. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We have gym today.</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/feeds/1813526632438203795/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/jan_14.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/1813526632438203795?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/1813526632438203795?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/jan_14.html" title="" /><author><name>Matt Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00791420971869885860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSTexJoGYnQ/TCERYXOP2QI/AAAAAAAAApI/TYV4EkM1M_0/s1600-R/4716101325_b593a551f0.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkUDQHo6fSp7ImA9WhBQEk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322404888804429640.post-356916214506447300</id><published>2013-03-13T23:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-13T23:04:31.415-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-13T23:04:31.415-04:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Jan. 24, 1992&lt;br /&gt;
Friday&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Today is Shawn's birthday party. I'm going. I might be late because I have basketball practice from 5:00 to 7:00. The party starts at 7:00.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We get report cards today. I will probobly get an A or an A- in spelling. I probobly got a C in Work study habits or conduct.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Last night at the pinewood derby race Mr. Morris was one of the judges. I was in three races. I won one and lost two. It was fun anyway.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[On the next page is the following entry for the same day, but it's very strange and I have no idea what it means. I think this journal was a school assignment—there's a slip of paper stapled inside the front cover with the words "Matt's journal" and "B+" in a grown-up's handwriting—and this entry might be a response to some kind of prompt from the teacher. Who knows.]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Jan. 24, 1992&lt;br /&gt;
Friday&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I don't know. I never really thought about it. I guess it's o.k. I try to be like them sometimes, and sometimes I am different.</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/feeds/356916214506447300/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/jan_13.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/356916214506447300?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/356916214506447300?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/jan_13.html" title="" /><author><name>Matt Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00791420971869885860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSTexJoGYnQ/TCERYXOP2QI/AAAAAAAAApI/TYV4EkM1M_0/s1600-R/4716101325_b593a551f0.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE4NR3k-fip7ImA9WhBQEk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322404888804429640.post-4434018317654266229</id><published>2013-03-13T16:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-13T16:36:36.756-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-13T16:36:36.756-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poems" /><title /><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ON THE WAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;Time to check my stats against the grain of the everyday&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;As reluctant researchers peel their eyes for me. Nothing softens&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;Their razor's pledge quite like a dodge to define the significance&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;Of a shadow slipped on to "get more comfortable" by accident&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;Or otherwise. (That's for the emergency exit for me to know&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;And you to find out.) Our fellow passengers might have deemed me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;A window unfit for seeing through, but I'd rather not attempt to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;Think about the distance that puts between us. I don't need help getting old,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;After all. At the risk of sounding like a lost boy asleep, let's melt&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;Below the snow that loves us lest the sun finds out we're here.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/feeds/4434018317654266229/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/on-way-time-to-check-my-stats-against.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/4434018317654266229?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/4434018317654266229?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/on-way-time-to-check-my-stats-against.html" title="" /><author><name>Matt Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00791420971869885860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSTexJoGYnQ/TCERYXOP2QI/AAAAAAAAApI/TYV4EkM1M_0/s1600-R/4716101325_b593a551f0.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUNQ3Yzfip7ImA9WhBQEUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322404888804429640.post-2345037158218209161</id><published>2013-03-12T22:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-12T22:54:52.886-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-12T22:54:52.886-04:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Jan. 23, 1992&lt;br /&gt;
Thursday&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tonight I have a pack meeting. We will have the pinewood derby race. My car only wieghes 3 ounces.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Last night I had guitar lessons. I think I learned five notes. E, f, g, c, and d. I'm not very good.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Everybody came to my party last night. All we did was eat pizza, play air hockey, open presents, play with footballs, and play nintendo. I beat Michael Allen on Bases Loaded 3, 23-1. My party was fun.</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/feeds/2345037158218209161/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/jan_12.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/2345037158218209161?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/2345037158218209161?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/jan_12.html" title="" /><author><name>Matt Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00791420971869885860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSTexJoGYnQ/TCERYXOP2QI/AAAAAAAAApI/TYV4EkM1M_0/s1600-R/4716101325_b593a551f0.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEIERXg6cCp7ImA9WhBQEEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322404888804429640.post-9145330298501652132</id><published>2013-03-11T21:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-11T21:41:44.618-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-11T21:41:44.618-04:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Jan. 22, 1992&lt;div&gt;
Wednesday&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Today is my birthday. Do you know what I got this morning. You probobly don't. I got an air hockey table. I tried it this morning. It works. Everybody who comes gets a little nerf football. That's what we got last night. I'm glad the cleaning ladies aren't coming today. My room won't be clean for my party (or anything else). I like it that way.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I have guitar lessons tonight. My party is from 5:30 to 7:30, and my guitar lessons are at 8:00. It works out.&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/feeds/9145330298501652132/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/jan_11.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/9145330298501652132?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/9145330298501652132?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/jan_11.html" title="" /><author><name>Matt Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00791420971869885860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSTexJoGYnQ/TCERYXOP2QI/AAAAAAAAApI/TYV4EkM1M_0/s1600-R/4716101325_b593a551f0.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08BRHY6fCp7ImA9WhBQEE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322404888804429640.post-1681852210646269599</id><published>2013-03-11T09:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-11T09:50:55.814-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-11T09:50:55.814-04:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/34311157@N03/8546799881/" title="Untitled by majawalk, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Untitled" height="534" src="http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8387/8546799881_02338b1e1d_c.jpg" width="800" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

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The view from my 10th floor room at the Royal Sonesta in Boston. I didn't realize I framed the exact same shot both times.</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/feeds/1681852210646269599/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/the-view-from-my-10th-floor-room-at.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/1681852210646269599?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/1681852210646269599?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/the-view-from-my-10th-floor-room-at.html" title="" /><author><name>Matt Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00791420971869885860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSTexJoGYnQ/TCERYXOP2QI/AAAAAAAAApI/TYV4EkM1M_0/s1600-R/4716101325_b593a551f0.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkYMQnk_fSp7ImA9WhBRF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322404888804429640.post-432873606197593190</id><published>2013-03-07T23:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2013-03-07T23:49:43.745-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-07T23:49:43.745-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Jan. 21, 1992&lt;br /&gt;
Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yesterday was Martin Luther King Jr. day. That's why we didn't have school.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We won our basketball game last night. It was 43-19. We are 13-0 now. We have practice Friday.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tomorrow is my birthday. Tonight me and my dad are going to go get some party favors. I am inviting Brian, Carson, Shawn, Michael A. and I was going to invite John, but I remembered he is at Disney World.</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/feeds/432873606197593190/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/jan_7.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/432873606197593190?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/432873606197593190?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/jan_7.html" title="" /><author><name>Matt Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00791420971869885860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSTexJoGYnQ/TCERYXOP2QI/AAAAAAAAApI/TYV4EkM1M_0/s1600-R/4716101325_b593a551f0.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YDSXk9fSp7ImA9WhBRFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322404888804429640.post-16613888829984233</id><published>2013-03-06T23:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2013-03-06T23:06:18.765-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-06T23:06:18.765-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Jan. 17, 1991 [1992]&lt;br /&gt;
Friday&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I like Friday. The week is finally over.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yesterday night I was supposed to have a den meeting. But when I got there, there wasn't anybody there. I don't know where they were.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There are good things on t.v. tonight. I like Friday because the next day is Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I have basketball practice tonight. I think I have a game Monday.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It's only 9:41 a.m. right now. Nothing very interesting has happened yet. Exept for a new desk arrangement.</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/feeds/16613888829984233/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/jan_6.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/16613888829984233?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/16613888829984233?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/jan_6.html" title="" /><author><name>Matt Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00791420971869885860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSTexJoGYnQ/TCERYXOP2QI/AAAAAAAAApI/TYV4EkM1M_0/s1600-R/4716101325_b593a551f0.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cCQXs7fyp7ImA9WhBRFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322404888804429640.post-183726198170557443</id><published>2013-03-06T15:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2013-03-06T15:17:40.507-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-06T15:17:40.507-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poems" /><title /><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOCATIONS NEARBY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;Locations nearby are reporting pain. An open book&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;Is supposed to appear here soon; step up to it,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;Angry at no misfortune. To hear yourself above&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;The swarming conifers, swipe your card harder.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;Enlist the freezing rain in a life of white noise,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;Your protector. Hey, look! I’m little again,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;Past the abandoned retirement age.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;If you’re a couple arm-in-arm&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;In the attic of my heart please find&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;Lucky buttons, shivering skins, an empty hand.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;Outside, observation fails. Tickets to witness&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;The dead tree are hard to come by. Blue eyes shine&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;Out from winter’s dullest hollows, complicating&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;Notions of where to go next. Wanting daily puzzles,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;I scan the news, read of lovers unsolved.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/feeds/183726198170557443/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/locations-nearby-locations-nearby-are.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/183726198170557443?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/183726198170557443?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/locations-nearby-locations-nearby-are.html" title="" /><author><name>Matt Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00791420971869885860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSTexJoGYnQ/TCERYXOP2QI/AAAAAAAAApI/TYV4EkM1M_0/s1600-R/4716101325_b593a551f0.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0EFQX0_fip7ImA9WhBRFUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322404888804429640.post-6426023360114208404</id><published>2013-03-05T23:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2013-03-05T23:53:30.346-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-05T23:53:30.346-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Jan. 16, 1992&lt;br /&gt;
Thursday&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tonight I have cub scouts. There were some things I had to do in my book. I also need to make a shield. I have not even started on those things yet. Thursday or Friday I had a den meeting. I also had a basketball game. So I went to about the first 15 or 20 minutes. Then I had to go to my game. It must have been Thursday because Friday I was sick. Shawn or Brandon was going to tell me what I need to do in my book, and how to do my shield. Today me and my dad are going to work on my shield. I hate music.</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/feeds/6426023360114208404/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/jan_5.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/6426023360114208404?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/6426023360114208404?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/jan_5.html" title="" /><author><name>Matt Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00791420971869885860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSTexJoGYnQ/TCERYXOP2QI/AAAAAAAAApI/TYV4EkM1M_0/s1600-R/4716101325_b593a551f0.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMGRXs8fip7ImA9WhBRFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322404888804429640.post-147625828346634938</id><published>2013-03-05T09:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2013-03-05T09:23:44.576-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-05T09:23:44.576-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Jan. 15, 1991 [1992]&lt;br /&gt;
Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I did something this morning. My sister thought it was hat day. I was going to tell it was Thursday, but then I told her it was today. She brought a hat today instead.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It's one week until my birthday. I will have my party at home this time. I'm sure not inviting Doug. I hate Doug.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tonight I have guitar lessons. It was on Thursday, but we had to change it because I have scouts on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There is snow today.</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/feeds/147625828346634938/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/jan.html#comment-form" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/147625828346634938?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/147625828346634938?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/jan.html" title="" /><author><name>Matt Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00791420971869885860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSTexJoGYnQ/TCERYXOP2QI/AAAAAAAAApI/TYV4EkM1M_0/s1600-R/4716101325_b593a551f0.jpg" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUDRnk5fyp7ImA9WhBRFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322404888804429640.post-2721784823234848994</id><published>2013-03-04T19:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2013-03-04T19:27:57.727-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-04T19:27:57.727-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">[Apparently this journal is actually from 1992, but I kept writing 1991 by accident on some of the entries.]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Jan. 14, 1992&lt;br /&gt;
Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We won our basketball game last night. It was 26-4. I have practice tonight.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I didn't have any homework today. I'm glad to. There is good stuff on t.v. tonight.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I don't have any special things tonight exept basketball practice.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There is snow today. I like snow. I tried to sled on it but it was to fluffy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Today was kind of boring. There isn't much to write.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/feeds/2721784823234848994/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/apparently-this-journal-is-actually.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/2721784823234848994?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/2721784823234848994?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/apparently-this-journal-is-actually.html" title="" /><author><name>Matt Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00791420971869885860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSTexJoGYnQ/TCERYXOP2QI/AAAAAAAAApI/TYV4EkM1M_0/s1600-R/4716101325_b593a551f0.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4MRnw9fSp7ImA9WhBRFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322404888804429640.post-2315275019097377451</id><published>2013-03-03T00:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2013-03-06T10:33:07.265-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-06T10:33:07.265-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The first page from one of my earliest attempts at a journal, when I was 9:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Jan. 13, 1991 [actually 1992]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Today is Monday. I hate Monday. On Monday I can't sleep until ten like I do on Sunday. On Monday I have to go to school. I hate school. You have to work in school. I hate work. I'm glad I have gym. I like gym. I like going home. When I go home I play then I do my homework. This Monday (today) I have a basketball game. We will win. I hate Monday.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/feeds/2315275019097377451/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/the-first-page-from-one-of-my-earliest.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/2315275019097377451?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/2315275019097377451?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/03/the-first-page-from-one-of-my-earliest.html" title="" /><author><name>Matt Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00791420971869885860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSTexJoGYnQ/TCERYXOP2QI/AAAAAAAAApI/TYV4EkM1M_0/s1600-R/4716101325_b593a551f0.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0IBQn06cCp7ImA9WhBTEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322404888804429640.post-9115318822503639882</id><published>2013-02-06T13:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2013-02-06T13:32:33.318-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-02-06T13:32:33.318-05:00</app:edited><title>The Next Big Thing</title><content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;
Congratulations to me! I've tagged myself in The Next Big Thing series, in which writers interview themselves about their new book.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;What is the working title of the book?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Star Trek V: The Final Frontier (novelization)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Where did the idea come from for the book?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I've always thought Star Trek V was underrated, and it's my hope that my novelization will bring out its greatness and literary merit.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;What genre does your book fall under?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Novelization.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;What actors would you choose to play the part of your characters in a movie rendition?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
William Shatner, Leonard Nimoy, DeForest Kelley, Nichelle Nichols, Walter Koenig, George Takei, James Doohan, Laurence Luckinbill, David Warner, others&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;What is the one sentence synopsis of your book?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What does God need with a starship?&amp;nbsp;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;How long did it take you to write the first draft of the manuscript?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Haven't started yet.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Who or what inspired you to write this book?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I know everybody hates Star Trek V, even Trekkies themselves, but I always liked the part at the beginning when Kirk is climbing El Capitan. I like the score in that scene a lot, which I still hum to myself from time to time to get me through stressful times in my life. And I like the parts at the beginning and the end when Kirk, Spock, and McCoy go camping and sing "Row, Row, Row Your Boat."&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;What else about your book might pique the reader’s interest?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I'll be sure to include the 3-breasted alien exotic dancer cat lady. I only hope my skills at physical description will do justice to her.&amp;nbsp;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Will your book be self-published or represented by an agency?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I've signed a contract will Melville House and it will be published in the spring of 2015.</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/feeds/9115318822503639882/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/02/the-next-big-thing.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/9115318822503639882?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322404888804429640/posts/default/9115318822503639882?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mattcozart.blogspot.com/2013/02/the-next-big-thing.html" title="The Next Big Thing" /><author><name>Matt Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00791420971869885860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSTexJoGYnQ/TCERYXOP2QI/AAAAAAAAApI/TYV4EkM1M_0/s1600-R/4716101325_b593a551f0.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
