<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><rss xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" version="2.0"><channel><title>WOTD</title><description></description><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Davyd)</managingEditor><pubDate>Thu, 19 Oct 2023 06:14:41 -0700</pubDate><generator>Blogger http://www.blogger.com</generator><openSearch:totalResults xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link>http://canihavesomemore.blogspot.com/</link><language>en-us</language><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:subtitle/><itunes:owner><itunes:email>noreply@blogger.com</itunes:email></itunes:owner><item><title>sample mp3</title><link>http://canihavesomemore.blogspot.com/2005/08/sample-mp3.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Wed, 31 Aug 2005 12:33:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9168167.post-112551693866794223</guid><description>This is a sample posting for an mp3 file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="ftp://70.27.199.165/Music/Alternative/Chemical%20Brothers-Push%20the%20Button/01"&gt;ftp://70.27.199.165/Music/Alternative/Chemical%20Brothers-Push%20the%20Button/01 - Galvanize (feat[1]. Q-Tip).mp3&lt;/a&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>Tuesday, December 21st, 2004</title><link>http://canihavesomemore.blogspot.com/2004/12/tuesday-december-21st-2004.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Tue, 21 Dec 2004 13:01:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9168167.post-110365933950906027</guid><description>Yesterday was cold. Sunday night was freezing!!!! There is a temperature at which shorts and sandals should not be worn, and that's whatever temperature it was sunday night cuz it was damn cold out!!!! The cold does have some benefits, the major being that it brought with it the World Junior Hockey Championship, yeah baby!!! Hockey, finally. I walked past a fellow co-worker in the stariwell and asked "Did you watch the game last night?" His response "Probably." Interesting, I thought I was the only one here that got drunk on work nights. Christmas is almost here and you can't escape it even at work, people playing xmas music wearing xmas sweaters and so on. The other day someone stopped by my desk and gave me a present. It was a nice gesture but at the same time it was o-so cruel. Into the bag I reach and what do I feel? Cold. Interesting. Shape seems to be a circular cylinder. Uh oh. Pull 'er out and is exactly what I thought. A 750ml can of beer. Under normal circumstances this would be greatly appreciated. Giving me a 750ml can of beer at work that has been sitting in your car and is now chilled by the hands of Mother Nature herself and me without the ability to endulge in such a treat at my desk is just plain cruel!! All I could do to ease the pain was pick up the can and coaress it, cuddle it, love it, lick it. I have no shame in licing a can of beer, their just lucky I didn't crack it. Knowing my luck at the moment of cracking the CEO and HR manager woulda turned the corner. I woulda just finished it and went home. Not a bad way to get fired though, you've already got the consultating beer to tie you over till you get home, beats walking home empty handed that's for sure. Enough of this, all this thinking of beer is making me thirsty so we'll get to the point, here is today's ' WORD OF THE DAY'...........Ranky.............Gawd bless my lack of vocabularity and countless efforts to hide it with made up words that I can only hope might be real words. Here's to 3 day work weeks!
&lt;br /&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Monday, December 6th, 2004</title><link>http://canihavesomemore.blogspot.com/2004/12/monday-december-6th-2004.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Mon, 6 Dec 2004 10:37:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9168167.post-110235834165608316</guid><description>Did you guys see it?!?!?! It's still there, go ahead have a look!!!!! SNOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sweet fluffy white snow!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It may not be much but it is still more than nothing. What a walk to work, the snow was falling and I wasn't getting wet!!! Gotta love snow, made me all giddy like a little school girl. It's the time of season where family gathering happen more often. It's awesome when you go to your girlfriends family gathering and as you walk through the kitchen to get your food you sense a small breeze in the nether regions. Odd it is but the food you can smell, the food you can see. Mucking it up as you slap the food on your plate you have all but forgotten about the breeze. That is until you begin your decent to the basement to eat. It is as you glide down the stairs that you have a gander and wouldn't ya know yer fly is as open as can be, exposing for all to see. It's times like these that make you wish you did wear gitch. It kinda explains why the aunt gave me extra dessert. How can you complain with that! No harm no foul, just more dessert, mmmmmmmmmmmm dessert. What's not tasty is puking up popcorn. It's like puking up fresh oatmeal, it was so dry and plentiful. Not that any puke necesarily tastes good, well if it tasted like ice creame or potato chips it might not be so bad, I have no idea where I'm goin with this one, oh wait an orange sign with a black arrow in it!!! Ah yes, that explains it. Here is today's 'WORD OF THE DAY'............Sweet son-of-a-hore.........Perhaps a saying you should do without when someones grand parents are near by, I'm just gonna pretend they didn't hear me and blame it on the baby.
&lt;br /&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Friday, December 3rd, 2004</title><link>http://canihavesomemore.blogspot.com/2004/12/friday-december-3rd-2004.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Fri, 3 Dec 2004 05:59:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9168167.post-110208237169509773</guid><description>I set out on a mission to buy a mop. Beside the mops were the swifers, both wet and dry and some combp packs. A discussion began, perhaps the swifer is the way to go, it's small and wont take up much space and has disposable cleaning cloths. Then realization decided to show up and made me realize what genius's swifer is. I'm sure it cleans just fine but it's the smart way they have fooled so many into thinking that this is such an awesome idea, sweep and then just throw out the cloth, no need to (heaven forbid) bed over with a dust pan and pick up the junk. They are just rackin in teh money, buying a regular broom &amp; dustpan and a mop &amp;amp; bucket will be way cheaper. But the advertising of the swifer has sucked so many in. I'm told the dry one lasts more than once (I only hope so), but the wet one you'd have to throw away after each use. Mmmmmm, I wonder what's cheaper tap water and soap or swifer replacement cloths??? This is the way to make money, you don't have to reinvent the wheel, you just have to reshape it and then use clever advertising that will make people think it's better than what's out there. I suppose that's the basis behind every product, but why is it that the ones that don't really, yah know what, too much time has been spent on this. Off to the zoo!! It has begun, the time of year where I go from having one mother to about 80. "Do you realize the temperature out there?!?!!" "If I was your mother......." (thankfully your not) "You're gonna get frost bite!" Pretty sure it has to be a little colder than -1 (-9 wiht the windshield) before frost bite is possible in a 10 minute span. I think this year I'm gonna make up cards to give to people everytime they feel the need to give me 'motherly' advice on what I should be wearing. Perhaps I'll put my moms pic on it and beside it have a little jaunt somethign like "This is my mom, if she doesn't care that I nearly freeze and thinks I'm a idiot for doing this than you shouldn't care.". Or maybe ones as simple as "I'm not your son, I know it hurts but it will be ok." As a last resort I could always start wearing those thin gloves and everytime on of them opens their mouth I take one off and slap them across the face yelling "I challenge you to a dool!!!!!! I will see you at sunset!!!!" adn then gallop away. Enough of the shananigins, here is today's 'WORD OF THE DAY'....................Folleries.............That's right I'm expanding my french vocab, apparantly it means craziness, like the crazy people who live under the brindge, ah yes the bridge folk.
&lt;br /&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Wednesday, December 1st, 2004</title><link>http://canihavesomemore.blogspot.com/2004/12/wednesday-december-1st-2004.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Wed, 1 Dec 2004 11:30:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9168167.post-110192943038577878</guid><description>Walked to work this morning. Got really really wet. Didn't help that a car drove by and splashed me pretty good. It shoulda bin snow. If it was snow I wouldn't have had to sit in my wet clothes. If it was snow I wouldn't have had wet clothes. If it was snow I wouldn't have been splashed by the car, perhaps a tad of slush but not a wave of water. If it was snow I could play outside. If it was snow this rant would not have been. If it was snow I might not call Mother Nature a who#$*. But it isn't snow so Mother Nature is a who#$*. Here is today's 'WORD OF THE DAY'.............Jiba-jaba..............Can't remember what it means, it's from the boones so it could very well be someones name.
&lt;br /&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Tuesday, November 30th, 2004</title><link>http://canihavesomemore.blogspot.com/2004/12/tuesday-november-30th-2004.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Wed, 1 Dec 2004 11:28:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9168167.post-110192939221645773</guid><description>My dislike for elevators continues to grow. I love it when ghosts take the elevator. I think they do it to piss me off. My decent will be flawless and then all of a sudden it stops on a floor and no one is there to get on except for the ghost who only does this to drive me to the brink of insanity. You will have to do much better than that my friend, much better. Though it is an annoyance, any other time they'd just pass through walls but they do this on purpose. I think Mother Nature has a hand in this, I'm thinkin my constant cursing her has finally ticked her off. She deserves it though, her job is to produce snow in the winter and sun and warmth in the summer. Hmmm, funny it's winter and no snow, hell it's not even winter temperatures. If I don't do my job I hear about it, so why should she be any different. Some may say I'm just jealous cuz she can get away with it. Jealousy is not a part in this battle. This battle is driven on pure anger, my wrath shall be felt. Speaking of which, if everyone is in the cab STAY IN THE CAB!!!! Bad things can happen if you get out!!!! Rings can be tossed, walking around in the rain can happen, not going to bed till 6am is a possibility. So folks please don't get out of the cab, cabs are your friend, or at least they take your drunken ass home. Here is today's 'WORD OF THE DAY'.......Cotton-headed-ninny-muggens............Ah good ol' Will Ferrell. You know I had high hopes for Elf, it was a little dissapointing, funny none the less.
&lt;br /&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Friday, November 26th, 2004</title><link>http://canihavesomemore.blogspot.com/2004/11/friday-november-26th-2004.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Fri, 26 Nov 2004 07:52:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9168167.post-110148439887128774</guid><description>Christmas is nearing and as a result we are exposed to things that make you wonder why the hell you didn't come up with that cuz ya know there are idiots out there that will buy these things. Take the other day for example, I was out doing a little xmas shopping and what did I happen to stuble across. Oh 3 DVD's, one was a virtual fish tank, the other was a virtual fireplace and I don't remember the 3rd one. Ok fireplave, I thought the point of those was for warmth. Something about cuddling around a television screen just doesn't quite cut it. Up until 30 seconds ago I thought the fish tank thing was pretty stupid. But ofeter considering that tv is a pile of crap a virtual fish tank isn't that bad. Mind you it's the fact of the matter. Seriously these things cost like no money, the fish tank, oooooo so hard setupa tripod an camrea infront of a fish tank. And these people are gonna make money cuz idiots are gonna buy this!?!?!?!? I've got to start thinking of not good ideas, just stupid things that people will buy for some unkown reason. During my days I'm a fan of snacking. I'm not a fan when snacking becomes a hassle. Take Pringle chips or Lay's Stax chips for a moment here. Yes there less greasy or whatever and there shape is kinda cool, you can put 2 together to make a duck bill and then you can wakl around qaucking! Oh the fun I have. However amidst all there glory there is one devistating problem with them, or should I say there home. The chips no problem but the damn container is a pain in the ass when you get about half way done or more. Damn hands wont fit!!! I know I have a fat hand problem and I'm doing all that I can to loose hand wieght but you know eating chips should not involve my hand getting stuck in the container!! Some maybe want to inform me that I could easily tip the container over and they'd slide out. True, though there is a good chance that when you flip the container back to its upright position the chips dont' fall back into the nicel ittle stack, instead they become crushed during your shakin effort to get them back in place. A new container needs to be created for the fat handed and the normal handed. Those without hands, well you have bigger fish to fry. Here is today's 'WORD OF THE DAY'...............Disipate..............Who the hell thought cutting a wreath in half and hanging it would look good? If the decoration doesn't fit, don't hang it. Seems simple doesn't it.
&lt;br /&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Thursday, November 25th</title><link>http://canihavesomemore.blogspot.com/2004/11/thursday-november-25th.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Thu, 25 Nov 2004 08:37:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9168167.post-110140066973101426</guid><description>There are those things in life that we take for granted. Things that don’t get the reconition that they deserve. For all that these things have done we are too self centered to give credit where credit is due. For that we should all be ashamed of our selves and fast for years to come. But since I’m not willing to give up the joys of eating, we’ll take care of our negligence right here, right now. People spend enormous amounts of their hard earned money on cleaning products. Half which are over priced and do the same as the cheaper brand. That is if they do anything for you at all. I am quite skeptical of many products in this area, but there is one that I don’t question. I’ve made the foolish attempt to find a replacement for it but nothing seems to be able to do the job that it does. The man who invented q-tips not only is a rich bastard but a smart one. Sure there just a stick with two cotton ball like ends, but they get that ear goop out so well. Yes you could use your fingers and then smear the goop onto the person next to you, which is funny yet the finger just doesn’t quite do that of the q-tip. Kleenex, toilet paper, paper towels and sand paper just do the job, they basically just act as an ear condom for your finger. Once again not coming through like that of the q-tip. People can argue that you have to becareful when using q-tips to not damage your ear and cause you to become deaf. Listen folks it’s a bloody q-tip and without some effort it will only go so damn far. If your stupid enough to deafen your hearing using a q-tip you deserve to be deaf. It’s like the kid who put a black cat in his teeth and set it off. He deserved the burning of the lips and gums. The people who came up with this deafing thing are just jealous and can’t show the respect to the q-tip it has aquired for it’s magnificient work. I tip my hat to the q-tip as should you all. Here is today’s ‘WORD OF THE DAY’……….Green backs……….Couldn’t we all use a little more of ‘em.
&lt;br /&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>November 22nd, 2004</title><link>http://canihavesomemore.blogspot.com/2004/11/november-22nd-2004.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Mon, 22 Nov 2004 08:26:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9168167.post-110114090617385414</guid><description>There are certain things the media blows out of proportion. Take last weeks Monday night football game. In a pre-game skit some actress from the show Desperate House Wives is wearing only a towel and takes it off, revealing her back!!!! Oh my virgin eyes?!?!?!!? Scared for life I am!?!?! How could they let such a scene be aired?!?! I saw her naked back and the towel hitting the floor!!!! How will I continue to live my life after seeing such a controversial thing!!! Seriously now, all this hoopla over something that is really not as bad as they’ve made it out to be. I’ve seen way worser things in music videos, commercials and other shows. Hell Donald Duck never wore pants, yet no one seemed to mind. On "That 70’s Show" they smoke up, mmmmmm, sex-legal, smoking pot-illegal. Interesting. Apparantly the last little while tv’s really been pissing me off, let us move on. This weekend I renewed my love for bowling, it got real interesting after 2 ½ pitchers and losing the ability to see. Who knew that drinking from 4-12ish and then consuming 2 ½ pitchers would make you lose site. Funny I think I bowled better. To make things easier I figured I’d try out some size 15 shoes and use the heaviest ball I could find. Me and the gutter are so tight after that night I think I’m in love. If you think about it, going bowling is pretty damn gross. You share shoes with a bunch of strangers who have who knows what disease. The best part is that they spray the shoes, I want to know what spray they use! The shoes are nothing compared to the balls. As soon as you put your fingers in the holes you can feel the grossness. There like hard chunks, or sometimes the holes are a little moist, or all seems well to the touch but as you dip your fingers in the bacteria are having a helluva party infecting your fingers. Sure puts a ugly spin on bowling. Wont stop me though, I figure I could lick my fingers if I wanted and nothing would happ[en with the amount of alcohol in my body there’s no way anything could survive. I’m afraid to see what my stomach and liver look like. Looks aren’t everything though, I’d be happy with the ugliest looking stomach and liver as long as they work. It’s about that time so here we go, today’s ‘WORD OF THE DAY’ is………………Stupefy.............I didn't even make that one up!
&lt;br /&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Thursday, November 18th</title><link>http://canihavesomemore.blogspot.com/2004/11/thursday-november-18th.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Thu, 18 Nov 2004 08:21:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9168167.post-110079502530308832</guid><description>Word of the Day eh? More like Word of the Week!!! I’m not afraid to admit when I’ve not fulfilled the expectations, expectations that you all have that Word of the Day means Word of the Day, and that I have not done. Worry not my fellow peasants. A new formula has been mathetically calculated and in theory proves to allow for more substance and less of the asking "Where’s my Word of the Day?!? Has it stopped?!?!? What will I do with myself?" Ask those questions no more, I’m back, back with a mutha-f*@$in vegance!!! Over the last lacklusture weeks I’ve seen, heard, felt, breathed and partooken (yeah bithces new word, write it down!) in to not share with those who’s days, like mine, aren’t complete without the Word of the Day. Enough of this mumbo jumbo crap, let’s get this show on the go! Remember those stupid backpacks that were so damn small you could prolly only put in one mit and the thing was packed!! Thankfully they didn’t last long, but when they did they drove me bonkers. What the hell was the point?!?!?! They couldn’t hold shat and they sure as hell didn’t look cool. In fact I think they had the complete opposite effect and made you look like a retard! The dreadful days of the past have resurfaced and are back to haunting us and making me want to snatch them, burn set them on fire and put them back on the person. The worst part about this is it isn’t the kids wearing them!!! It’s female adults!!!!! Why!?!?!?? I don’t care if they’re giving them away for free. There are some things that you have to say no too. It’s like if someone came up to me and said "Here’s some free clam-diggers." I’d slap their dumb ass and walk away. Not hard. Just cuz things are on sale doesn’t mean you should buy them! I realize we are nearing Christmas, but there is no need to be playing Christmas music in the stores!?!?!? December 1st is the first day of the month that we celebrate Christmas, someone should tell the stores this. The music doesn’t put me in any "oh their playing Christmas music, lawdie-dawdie-dah, let’s shop some more." It doesn’t make dealing with the mad crowds any easier. It’s just a constant reminder that the only reason why you are there are to spend money on over priced merchandise. My game plan this year was to shop for gifts in November to escape the crowds and the music. Didn’t escape the music, I can only hope the crowds don’t begin to form, it may just be the end of this lad. It’s that time of the day, time for today’s ‘WORD OF THE DAY’…………..Cheesed off………..I’m so cheesed off at you!! Hahahah, so pathetic but so damn funny!!
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