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  <title>Great.  Another habit.</title>
  <subtitle>Krauser</subtitle>
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    <email>pants4sale@hotmail.com</email>
    <name>Krauser</name>
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  <updated>2009-11-24T17:38:07Z</updated>
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    <title>Creating a smarter, more prepared generation...</title>
    <published>2009-11-24T17:38:07Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-24T17:38:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">...one instructional picture at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2498/4131557704_b91074af02_o.jpg" alt="" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Matt is leaving.</title>
    <published>2009-07-24T23:43:38Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-24T23:43:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, not really, but he is leaving for an extended period of time. So here it is, his farewell bash, his &lt;strike&gt;go-the-hell-away &lt;/strike&gt;going away party. Come wish our friend a fond adieu in a very inebriated manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details are up on Facebook, along with some embarrassing photos of Matt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Until I'm proven wrong...</title>
    <published>2009-05-10T02:54:42Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-10T02:54:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">G.I.Joe looked kinda awesome.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:iamkrauser:19098</id>
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    <title>iamkrauser @ 2009-02-21T19:40:00</title>
    <published>2009-02-22T01:04:45Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-22T01:04:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Matt and I decided a while ago that our Changeling game has hit an appropriate pausing point. Mostly we decided this because one of our players announced he couldn't make time to play for the foreseeable future. And it appears, to us at least, that said player &lt;em&gt;hates &lt;/em&gt;the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This completely blindsided us, and is a tricky obstacle we will eventually have to deal with. But for now we decided to just start a new game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deadlands, a western themed shoot-em-up adventure with monsters, mad-scientists and the occasional zombie, sounds like a hoot to me. Matt will be running this one solo, though we spent some time throwing ideas around for an opening the other night. I like that he considers me objective enough to help him kink out (mostly spoiler free) details of his story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far our party will consist of a gambler with minimal gun skills, a lawyer with moderate gun skills, a former sheriff with amazing gun skills, and a young lady who controls demons. *cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to scrap most of my beginning ideas for a character, because I kept remembering exactly which Clint Eastwood movie they came from. I finally decided on a character with enough horror in his background for my liking, but sidestepping enough cliches that someone can't point and go, &amp;quot;Hey, that's the dude from Quick and the Dead!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, if they did that I'd just be like, &amp;quot;Shows what you know. It's the dude from The Magnificent Seven. Douche.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>We'll be comin' around the mountain...</title>
    <published>2009-02-20T20:16:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-20T20:16:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Barring my co-workers flaking out on our deal, I'll have next weekend off work and we'll be heading to see you weirdo mountain kids. And we'll have Joseph in tow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Matt in the trunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days out of Charlotte will do me good, cause I think I'm going stir crazy. Or maybe just the ordinary crazy, I'm not sure. I pretty much go to work and hang out at home, which I'm normally fine with. I just need a change of scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Friday evening to Sunday midday we'll expect entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point Aubrey would normally tell you to lock up your daughters, but I'd really rather you didn't.</content>
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    <title>Watchmen trailer</title>
    <published>2008-07-18T02:30:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-18T02:30:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.firstshowing.net/2008/07/17/must-watch-zack-snyders-watchmen-trailer-absolutely-stunning/"&gt;So...watch it.&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>AHEM</title>
    <published>2008-06-18T04:14:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-18T04:14:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I give you Fear of Girls: Episode 2&lt;lj-embed id="12" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're welcome.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:iamkrauser:17513</id>
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    <title>So yesterday...</title>
    <published>2008-03-22T22:21:17Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-22T22:21:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yesterday, former president Bill Clinton came to Thomas Street for a bite to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him and about 13 other people, 10 of whom were Service Agents. It was neat. I shook his hand, exchanged a few words and then went to cook his lunch. That's right, I cooked for the man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ate a veggie burger (no onions) with a side of potato salad. From this I glean that he and I are very similar in certain aspects of our lives. For instance, we both hate onions and love blowjobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also ended up making lunch for the agents, which was weird cause they all had the exact same thing. This leads me to believe that they didn't have a choice in the matter and were never actually meant to enjoy their lunch. Occupational hazards, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, that dude is tall.</content>
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    <title>An open letter to the snow falling right now:</title>
    <published>2008-01-19T21:26:59Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-19T21:26:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Stick, goddamn it, STICK!!</content>
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    <title>This is all I've done today.</title>
    <published>2008-01-16T18:35:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-16T18:35:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Yeah."&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="8" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="9" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="10" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="11" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Vacation!</title>
    <published>2008-01-01T18:45:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-01T18:45:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Aubs and I are getting ready to hit the road and head to Wilmington.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it with me now...ROAD TRIP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be back sometime Thursday. See you then.</content>
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    <title>iamkrauser @ 2007-12-05T16:36:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-05T21:40:00Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-05T21:40:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I suggest you all try out this incredibly addictive game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ferryhalim.com/orisinal/g3/bells.htm"&gt;http://www.ferryhalim.com/orisinal/g3/bells.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a lot of fun and has a pretty decent soundtrack.</content>
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    <title>Just some videos to share.</title>
    <published>2007-11-19T17:30:06Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-19T17:30:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.cameltap.com/?p=1082"&gt;What if '24' had taken place in 1994?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you Matt. Notice his awesome haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8QNI3W8UB-s"&gt;The University of California halftime show.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pure sweetness. Try to place those songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.</content>
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    <title>Oh no.</title>
    <published>2007-11-06T05:10:51Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-06T05:10:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm terrified of &lt;a href="http://www.neowin.net/news/main/07/11/03/a-robot-bride-by-2050"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. And even more terrified of the comments left under the article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God help us.</content>
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    <title>Being cryptic.</title>
    <published>2007-10-13T16:59:03Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-13T16:59:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I think I've figured out what I'll be for Halloween this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't disclose, but I can tell you that, once again, I'll not be nearly as sexy as Aubrey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, do you like stories, but hate rummaging through countless pages trying to discern the so-called 'plot'? Want to get to the meat of the tale without the hassle of sitting or the fear of overusing your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then try &lt;a href="http://rinkworks.com/bookaminute/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; out.</content>
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    <title>759</title>
    <published>2007-07-22T08:04:02Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-22T08:04:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I seriously do not even want to fucking talk about it.</content>
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    <title>For the geeks.</title>
    <published>2007-06-19T15:53:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-19T15:53:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware! This could be you. You're just one die roll away from pretending to hump an elf (1:20 in).</content>
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    <title>iamkrauser @ 2007-06-15T18:12:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-15T22:17:00Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-15T22:17:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Me: Ask me if I'm going to work tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Aubrey: Are you going to wor...&lt;br /&gt;Me: FUCK NO!!! Woooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the weekend off. Aubrey and I are heading out to Polk County.&lt;br /&gt;We are leaving in about 10 minutes, so prepare yourselves Morgan and Erin.</content>
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    <title>iamkrauser @ 2007-05-12T00:34:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-12T04:41:19Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-12T04:44:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 10.5pt; font-family: Century;"&gt;Though we are admittedly a week late, Aubrey and I saw Spider-Man 3 earlier this evening. Here are my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="It wasn't the ultimate crapfest I expected."&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;It wasn't great, but it could have been a hundred times worse. I agree with most of the posts concerning the movie I've read in regards to the villains; they just needed more time. I'm not disappointed in the slightest at the job they did with Venom (aside from said lack of screen time).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; So. Cons:&lt;br /&gt;1)The comet? Weak. But the ultimate explanation would have pissed me off to no end, and a space shuttle crash or secret war would have left more WTF moments than there already were. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;2)Gwen? Um, yeah, I'd have left MJ for her in a heartbeat. There's a reason she was Pete's &lt;b&gt;first &lt;/b&gt;girlfriend. But she muddled up the already murky story and then disappeared without a trace. And you're right, Travis; Ursela is better than a whiny Kirsten Dunst any day of the week. Especially since she apparently makes cookies on demand (&amp;lt;---WTF moment right there).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;3)Mud Ma.…er, sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; Wait, who? Isn’t that the guy Spidey once beat using a shop-vac? He was ok I suppose, but I really hate the ‘cold killer that’s really sorry, but is still going to continue to do ill deeds for the sake of blah blah blah…’ routine. Sand Man has always been an asshole and not really one of my favs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;4)I didn’t like how Pete &lt;i style=""&gt;stumbled &lt;/i&gt;upon the knowledge that sonic waves hurt the suit. It was like he decided to rip the suit apart while passing a church and thought, “Well, that’s as good a place as any!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;5)You notice how in the scene where Pete goes to tell May he’ll be proposing, May uses every conceivable dish in the kitchen to serve tea? That bugged me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Onward!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Pros:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;1)Harry. Best acting in the entire movie. His switch from evil to dopey to evil rivaled even Willem Dafoe’s performance in the first one. From goofy shit-eating grin cornball to evil pie-eating bastard. I love it. Did you notice that his teeth were extraordinarily whiter while he was evil? Odd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;2)The first Harry/Peter fight was awesome. Freaking awesome. Watching Pete fight out of ‘uniform’(his words) was a treat, and the action sequence was shot extremely well. Harry’s snowboardesque glider and glowing green katana were a bit much, but his suit looked pretty cool. Way to be original Harry! Shoot that Goblin typecasting down, there’s enough of those bastards anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;3)The second Harry/Peter fight was awesome. See above. Also, it’s nice occasionally to see your villains bleed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;4)Right before the crane goes haywire, the photographers says, “I’ve got a secret…it’s my copy machine!” That had me giggling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;5,6&amp;amp;7)JJ’s newly installed desk buzzer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;8)The special effects on Tofer Grace when the symbiote is pulled back from his head. Those tendrils were great. His teeth were a little funky, but overall it was good.&lt;br /&gt;*Special geek note* Did you guys notice when he shot web it came from the back of his hand? Well done Raimi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;9)As hokey as the whole thing was, I really liked the team up at the end. It was fun, and that’s what it’s all about, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;10)The ‘Pete down the street funkaliscious walk’ deserves special attention. His dancing, however, does not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;11)Bruce gets a shout out for being French.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;So that’s it. It was pretty enjoyable. I’ll likely buy it when it comes out just to watch the pros again, and to take special satisfaction as I skip past the cons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>Table 9, say hello to cardiac arrest for me.</title>
    <published>2007-05-08T05:27:07Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-08T05:27:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;It's been some time since I've posted a recap of my work shift and the hilarity contained therein, so tonight I shall indulge.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Indulgence."&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; Setting: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:street&gt;&lt;st1:address&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Thomas Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; Tavern, Kitchen&lt;br /&gt; Time: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time hour="21" minute="30"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;9:30 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Characters: Myself and stoner night crew&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; As is the case with most Monday nights, it was rather slow with the occasional food order trickling in. All in all these are pretty generic orders, with the occasional surprise of something rare (also known as something healthy). One of my biggest complaints, aside from my boss being an uber-bitch, is that our menu is far too large for the kind of establishment we are.&amp;nbsp; We are not a five-star restaurant.&amp;nbsp; We have no sous chef, though if we did run such an establishment I would undoubtedly hold the over-glorified title of chef de partie, which is a stick-up-the-rear way of saying line cook.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Tangent aside, TST is a bar.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We’re legally called a tavern because we have a children’s menu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;One ticket in particular stuck out to me, and for obvious reasons. Here is what was ordered (on one ticket, I’ll remind you) this evening around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time hour="9" minute="30"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;9:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Chicken Nachos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Mexicali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; Nachos&lt;br /&gt;Onion Rings&lt;br /&gt;Cheese Fries&lt;br /&gt;Spinach Dip&lt;br /&gt;Artichoke Dip&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Tenders&lt;br /&gt;Fries/Small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Right. My first instinct was to giggle a bit. For those of you who haven’t memorized our menu as I have, I’ll go ahead and throw it out there that this is almost our entire appetizer menu on one ticket. A genuine sampler. The only thing missing is an order of wings, which more often than not I tend to think of as an entrée.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The second thing that comes to mind is the last item on the order: Fries/Small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Small? What, is someone watching their calories? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I make the food and send the order out, but I’m dead curious about just who is eating all this crap. So I peek out into the bar expecting to see a group of drunks or a little league team, the latter of the two being all too common. Guess again. The food is placed on a small table where two young people are seated. TWO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;A sample conversation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Guy 1: What do you want to do for dinner?&lt;br /&gt;Guy 2: I dunno. Want to go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:street&gt;&lt;st1:address&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Thomas Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: Ok. I don’t know what I’ll have, though.&lt;br /&gt;Guy 2: I don’t either. I guess we could just order 1 of everything.&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: Isn’t that kind of stupid?&lt;br /&gt;Guy 2: Yeah, but I bet it’ll really tick off the cook!&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: Lolz, omgbbq let’s go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I don’t know why it annoyed me as much as it did. If it had in fact been a group of people I might have been tempted to make a few jokes about their eating habits, ending it with the offering of pie and beer to wash down their fried food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;But two dudes? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I really just wanted to throw a salad at them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Happy Birthday Morgan!</title>
    <published>2007-04-28T19:10:06Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-28T19:13:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hope you have fun tonight buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="For your birthday I drew you this really gay picture."&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/205/475826145_ca942d06ee.jpg?v=0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Damnitall.</title>
    <published>2007-04-12T06:19:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-12T06:19:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kurt Vonnegut...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i.a.cnn.net/cnn/2007/SHOWBIZ/books/04/12/obit.vonnegut.ap/newt1.vonnegut.filer.ap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i.a.cnn.net/cnn/2007/SHOWBIZ/books/04/12/obit.vonnegut.ap/newt1.vonnegut.filer.ap.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...has &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2007/SHOWBIZ/books/04/12/obit.vonnegut.ap/index.html"&gt;died&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic.&amp;nbsp; Another dead hero for Josh.&lt;br /&gt;It's sad.&amp;nbsp; I'd had this dream since I was 13 that I'd be able to shake his hand one day.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in the post office.&lt;br /&gt;I think he would have found that archaic and humorous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell buddy.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>...</title>
    <published>2007-03-31T01:18:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-31T01:18:21Z</updated>
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    &lt;br&gt;A conversation I hope to one day be having with my daughter.</content>
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    <title>Dschinghis Khan - Moskau</title>
    <published>2007-03-17T12:37:47Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-17T12:37:47Z</updated>
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    &lt;br&gt;Before watching, I suggest you turn your volume ALL the way up and take your pants off.</content>
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    <title>That damn exit door at the post office always gets me...</title>
    <published>2007-03-06T18:36:45Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-06T18:36:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;...cause, you know, it goes the wrong way. Embarrassing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, shortly I'll begin gutting my computer to replace a few key components and, hopefully, improve the speed and overall usefulness of my beloved piece of crap. If you don't hear from me by the end of the day it probably means it didn't work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or in an extreme case, something truely Tron-esque has taken place. I'll have been digitized and forced to run amock throughout the interior of my pc. But instead of fighting a rouge program I'll be fighting off viruses and adware, using very geometric weapons of destruction and synthesizer quality support music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kind of reminds me of that pc/mac &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ci2D1ig4df4"&gt;commercial&lt;/a&gt; where the pc is upgrading to Vista, and he's wearing that hospital gown. And he's worried he won't make it out of his 'surgery'! Ha, so funny! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, really. But unlike that commercial, if my computer doesn't make it out of this NO ONE is getting my peripherals.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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