<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656</id><updated>2012-01-18T11:26:14.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Abstract Vagabond</title><subtitle type='html'>On the other side of insanity awaits a lollipop with your name on it.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-2991792441357554746</id><published>2012-01-18T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T11:26:14.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blacking out the SOPAdish</title><content type='html'>On this day, where many websites are blacking out their sites in protest of SOPA, PIPA, PAPA, MAMA, PITA, CODA and YAMA, there seems to be a lack of understanding that these actions never do anything unless it benefits our masters. If our masters are hell bent on destroying the internet, they will do it. You are insignificant like me. End of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOPA and PIPA may not pass and you'll feel like you did something, but you didn't. It'll pass under a different name or, like many bullshit that gets passed, will be added in to a different bill that has little in connection. No matter what, when it does pass, either you won't know about it or you'll have come around to accepting it like the Patriot Act and Obamacare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to my masters of which I'm forced to obey, I say this. Do whatever the hell you want. You know you're going to, anyways. I'm not gonna run in my hamster wheel for your amusement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-2991792441357554746?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/2991792441357554746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=2991792441357554746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/2991792441357554746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/2991792441357554746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2012/01/blacking-out-sopadish.html' title='Blacking out the SOPAdish'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-3805058276999539174</id><published>2011-10-24T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T11:13:13.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random NFL Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Generic title achieved. Moving on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I seriously hope Denver fans aren't thinking they were right about Tebow yet. As if that win vindicated them or something. I mean, yeah, that was great. He pull off 15 points in a little over 5 minutes left in the game. In the clutch, he successfully fought his way out of a paper bag. Really. This was a winless Miami team he had to do that against. A QB worthy of proving right to people would've had that game won by halftime. Instead, Tebow will have to live with the fact that Detroit got themselves a guaranteed win next week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carson Palmer performed for the Raiders exactly as I thought he would. Like a rusty QB that only had around 4 days to learn the playbook and know his teammates. If Oakland fans aren't putting any stock into this loss, then they're handling it right. They shouldn't. Palmer wasn't ready to play and it showed. Now, if he performs about the same in two weeks, then there can be some worry. But they'll be playing Denver, so there shouldn't be any problems. While I'm discussing Oakland, can it be considered a small consolation that their transition loss to KC helped make next Monday night's game more interesting to watch?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wouldn't it be funny if Luck sucked? Everyone who declares Luck a can't-miss prospect and the whole "suck 4 luck" sweepstakes based on accomplishments done in a system that has as much credibility as pro wrestling. Seriously, I keep saying it. College Football performances should always be taken with a grain of salt in comparison to the NFL. And yes, that's basically what I'm saying. College football isn't a real sport. I mean, yeah, he'll come in as the #1 pick for 2012 and yeah, college is all anyone has to go on in determining draft value, but it still means nothing on an NFL field. There's no such thing as can't-miss and the more hype they get, the more likely they are to become a bust. For the team that drafts Luck, I can hope he can be the exception, but I never hold my breath.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-3805058276999539174?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/3805058276999539174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=3805058276999539174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/3805058276999539174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/3805058276999539174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2011/10/random-nfl-thoughts.html' title='Random NFL Thoughts'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-2540135266564651520</id><published>2011-10-06T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T10:42:50.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Can't Pull My Song, I Quit</title><content type='html'>I really want you to read this if you haven't already and chance are, you have:&lt;blockquote&gt;“After reading hundreds of e-mails, I have made MY decision,” Williams said in a statement to The Associated Press. “By pulling my opening Oct 3rd, You (ESPN) stepped on the Toes of The First Amendment Freedom of Speech, so therefore Me, My Song, and All My Rowdy Friends are OUT OF HERE. It’s been a great run.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, Hank. I thought it was really and funny of typical Americans to take your Hitler comment out of context. It's natural of them. They have no comprehension skills whatsoever. It's why I understood why ESPN did what they did. I wouldn't have done it and I felt it was too silly of an issue to pull your song over. Still, I understood and I understood that it was nothing to get upset with you over.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, that quote... erased any possible bad feelings I may have had towards ESPN over this. One of the things that rubs me the wrong way is the misuse of the First Amendment. Here's you lesson, Hank. I'll do my best to use small words. I doubt I'll succeed. The First Amendment protects you from the government. That's it. It does not protect you from having your song pulled by ESPN. It does not protect you from being fired from a job. It does not protect you from being banned from an online forum. It does not protect you from having your songs banned from radio stations. It only protects you from the government. It says, "Congress shall make no law", not "ESPN shall make no rule".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's ok if you have an issue with an ESPN. If you felt disrespected enough, that's fine. But hiding being the First Amendment that doesn't even apply to this situation, you made yourself a joke.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-2540135266564651520?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/2540135266564651520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=2540135266564651520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/2540135266564651520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/2540135266564651520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-cant-pull-my-song-i-quit.html' title='You Can&apos;t Pull My Song, I Quit'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-5339379665084177427</id><published>2011-10-06T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T10:07:26.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They're Dumb Enough To Picket Steve At iHop</title><content type='html'>The Westboro Baptist Church is dumb enough to announce their protest of Steve Jobs via iPhone. Still, is being picketed by this group mean that you've made it in life much like how music artists made it whenever Weird Al Yankovic does a parody of their songs?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-5339379665084177427?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/5339379665084177427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=5339379665084177427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/5339379665084177427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/5339379665084177427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2011/10/theyre-dumb-enough-to-picket-steve-at.html' title='They&apos;re Dumb Enough To Picket Steve At iHop'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-6280389937025684746</id><published>2011-10-05T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T21:08:34.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And Furthermore...</title><content type='html'>I wonder what would happen if the Wall Street protests weren't as big of a fraud as the Tea Party. Honestly, both entities support what they're supposedly against. It's no surprise. They're controlled by that 1%. They're told to hate the 1% by the 1% because they can tell the protesters how to hate them. Government will naturally pass legislation that'll give the 1% even more power under the guise that it'll hurt them. This will quiet the 99% getting them to believe they accomplished something. After all, government is also part of the 1%. They always will be. The 99% are too stupid to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wall Street protests is just another in a long list of Status Quo movements that will accomplish nothing except more of the same and keeping the 99% obedient. I'm not the 99%. I'm not the 1%. In this fight, I don't exist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-6280389937025684746?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/6280389937025684746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=6280389937025684746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/6280389937025684746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/6280389937025684746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2011/10/and-furthermore.html' title='And Furthermore...'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-8231924739653531043</id><published>2011-10-03T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T10:11:15.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I The 1% Of The 99%?</title><content type='html'>Wouldn't it be nice if instead of occupying Wall Street, that the 99% would stop voting in the 1% every election?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-8231924739653531043?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/8231924739653531043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=8231924739653531043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/8231924739653531043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/8231924739653531043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-am-1-of-99.html' title='Am I The 1% Of The 99%?'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-1308269907536683264</id><published>2011-09-11T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T11:09:12.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Just Leave This Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/oJ-ldcnhsLY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-1308269907536683264?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/1308269907536683264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=1308269907536683264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/1308269907536683264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/1308269907536683264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2011/09/ill-just-leave-this-here.html' title='I&apos;ll Just Leave This Here'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/oJ-ldcnhsLY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-4408684537049562502</id><published>2011-05-03T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T19:34:42.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Probably Not</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yay! Bin Laden's dead.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Can we stop molesting 6-year-old girls at airports now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-4408684537049562502?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/4408684537049562502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=4408684537049562502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/4408684537049562502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/4408684537049562502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2011/05/probably-not.html' title='Probably Not'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-2935007381255010631</id><published>2009-06-26T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T13:31:23.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson To Ahmadinejad</title><content type='html'>From the &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/us_obama" target="_blank"&gt;&gt;Yahoo article&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Obama said the United States and Germany share "one voice" in condemning the Iranian effort to crush dissent.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know you're supposed to criminalize dissent, not crush it. Do it like Obama does it. Call dissenters racist and punish them for committing "hate crimes".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-2935007381255010631?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/2935007381255010631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=2935007381255010631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/2935007381255010631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/2935007381255010631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2009/06/lesson-to-ahmadinejad.html' title='Lesson To Ahmadinejad'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-7707246823327821574</id><published>2009-06-25T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T11:42:35.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Crush Them</title><content type='html'>So says &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/as_koreas_nuclear" target="_blank"&gt;100,000 North Koreans&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Punching their fists into the air and shouting "Let's crush them!" some 100,000 North Koreans packed Pyongyang's main square Thursday for an anti-U.S. rally as the communist regime promised a "fire shower of nuclear retaliation" for any American-led attack.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But do they have their own country music stars to rev up North Korean pride? I think not. Where's their flag lapels and "support the Korean troops" ribbons? Yeah. As I thought. Will they ever talk on their versions of Fox News about fighting us over here so they won't fight us over there? We'll call them out for plagiarism if they do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-7707246823327821574?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/7707246823327821574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=7707246823327821574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/7707246823327821574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/7707246823327821574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2009/06/lets-crush-them.html' title='Let&apos;s Crush Them'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-6241157014856630696</id><published>2009-06-25T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T02:31:30.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Returning To An Old Friend</title><content type='html'>It's been over two years? Wow. And I'm updating this in the middle of the night? Don't ask. I officially miss this place. Not sure where I want to go with this. I spent the last couple years posting blogs on MySpace and I have to admit that my account there went away from what I intended it to be, though I loved the fact that I've been getting comments there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sense right now I feel like I can transform this blog into something I couldn't do before (or wasn't wise enough to know). I'm debating if I should keep this one or create a new one and delete this one since I'm starting fresh. Not deciding now since it's 2:30 in the morning. For now, I feel good to be back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-6241157014856630696?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/6241157014856630696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=6241157014856630696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/6241157014856630696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/6241157014856630696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2009/06/returning-to-old-friend.html' title='Returning To An Old Friend'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-3096230751092278140</id><published>2007-04-22T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T12:40:32.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Splitting Hares</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know this is a serious problem, but &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/afp/20070422/sc_afp/australiaenvironment_070422120641"&gt;this is something I can't help but laugh about&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really. It's hard not to chuckle at the thought of those bunnies of doom. Although I do offer a suggestion as to how they can remedy this problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FjeJi07O7uQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FjeJi07O7uQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-3096230751092278140?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/3096230751092278140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=3096230751092278140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/3096230751092278140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/3096230751092278140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2007/04/splitting-hares.html' title='Splitting Hares'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-2493528715314311797</id><published>2007-04-18T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T20:54:05.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Other Times, Madness Creates Experimental Films</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's hard to tell what a person does when their minds detach from reality. Insanity doesn't always equate to violence like the V Tech gunman did. C'mon. "Thanks to you, I die like Jesus Christ"? As if Jesus mowed down Romans with two handguns before nailing himself to the cross? You see, only a man who has lost all sense of reality can believe The Passion Of The Christ was directed by Quentin Tarantino. Since I'm on this thought, I wonder what would happen if it were directed by M. Night Shyamalan. Probably have John The Baptist be the one to turn on Jesus for money instead of Judas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sometimes, you just have to wonder where someone's head's at when they do certain things. Why people like to blame video games, movies or music for how people think is beyond me. Believe you me, when you see things like this... (Warning: Not suitable for children or anyone who easily get nightmares. Suggested viewers: LSD addicts or Neon Genesis Evangelion fans who doubt there could be anything more fucked up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RQ8Zh6AHNVg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RQ8Zh6AHNVg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;...you can't begin to explain the mental process. I pride myself on my weirdness and artistic insanity, so it's quite something if you can get me to seriously say "What the fuck was that?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-2493528715314311797?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/2493528715314311797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=2493528715314311797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/2493528715314311797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/2493528715314311797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2007/04/other-times-madness-creates.html' title='Other Times, Madness Creates Experimental Films'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-3638405384030894392</id><published>2007-04-17T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T19:12:24.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes Virginia, There Is A Massacre</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have my opinion on the whole shooting. I even wrote a lot on it and got close to posting it. I erased it all when I realized how hypocritical I would become by stating it. What I do offer is a silly joke title for this post. Insensitive? Perhaps, but I like it to be some kind of therapy. An idea of "if I can laugh at it, I can overcome it". Rise up from this, Virginia Tech. Let it make you stronger. You don't deserve my sympathy. You deserve my encouragement. After all, psychopaths shouldn't deserve pleasure from your agony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh yes, I do also offer the following. Some recent comments of the following felt it was fitting. I think so, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/POl4vFp-5os"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/POl4vFp-5os" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-3638405384030894392?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/3638405384030894392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=3638405384030894392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/3638405384030894392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/3638405384030894392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2007/04/yes-virginia-there-is-massacre.html' title='Yes Virginia, There Is A Massacre'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-2018714832124152534</id><published>2007-04-16T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T19:22:54.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Note On Imus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Leave it to Rob Williams of the Rob Arnie &amp;amp; Dawn show (link to their main page is now on the To Go List) to say things better than me, yet give the whole discussion into a new direction. His latest soapbox &lt;a href="http://www.robarnieanddawn.com/RobsSoapbox.htm"&gt;The Culture Of Meanness&lt;/a&gt;, explains the Imus firing from a different prespective. Considering he's been in the radio business a long enough time to be well educated on it AND more versed on the constitution than I am (I'm still learning and am willing to learn more as long as it makes sense). I thought I had full knowledge on free speech until he threw this bone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Don Imus is not being thrown in jail nor charged with a crime for what he did, he is being judged by the marketplace, which is how the system is supposed to work. The Freedom of Speech &lt;b&gt;does not guarantee you the right to be heard&lt;/b&gt; or tolerated.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Now while this is similar to my viewpoint, there's enough said there to make me step back a little. I said in an earlier post that they can't dictate what I can hear. I still hold to that, but I think I need to ease off some and allow for some bend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I've accapted that radio has rules that are very stern and easily punishable. I think the government shouldn't do it, but rather companies, advertisers and listeners should. Punishable by a fine or firing imposed by the company. Pulling out of sponsership by advertisers and boycotts by listeners. I'm not a big fan of boycotts, but they are a form of freedom of speech. If you disagree, then I request you Google "Boston Tea Party". I paused for a moment to do it myself to make sure the first few results weren't porn links. Always want to be safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Also, me saying "they no right to dictate what I'm allowed to hear" underminds the very job of the broadcasters. I can't even say that they have no right to dictate what the broadcasters can air since we dictate that by not advertising as well as not listening or watching. What the hell was I thinking when I said that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I know exactly what I was thinking. I just said it horribly. My issue is this. By whose authority are we to determine what's considered obscene and what's not? Some consider the idea of uttering anything against homosexuality as wrong and therefore not air, yet at the same time, those against homosexuality holds the view of the idea of uttering anything pro-homosexuality as wrong and therefore not air. Which standard do you go by when both view the other as obscene?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Which do you consider more offensive? "Nappy headed hos" or "But I do know that it's true that if you wanted to reduce crime, you could -- if that were your sole purpose, you could abort every black baby in this country, and your crime rate would go down. That would be an impossible, ridiculous, and morally reprehensible thing to do, but your crime rate would go down." said by conservative talk show host Bill Bennett. Consider this. Imus got fired for his comment, but Bill Bennett is on that air. And before you start wondering or consider that Bennett should be fired, think for a moment. What's the difference? Well, Imus' comments was a cheap shot solely for humor which failed miserably. Bennett's comments was an honest opinion that if you can leave your outrage at the door, ask yourself, "Is he right?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sure Bennett apologized for that comment, but do you honestly think that doesn't believe it to be true? He only apologized as a result of it upsetting people, but understand the difference in having a viewpoint and making sure you don't ruffle too many feathers with your view. BTW, if you're wonder if I think he's right... well, doesn't matter. To keep from pissing people off, I have to say no, whether I actually agree or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Coming back home from that major off-ramp regarding a long ago quote, my point to that is both can be seen as racist comments. However, by whose authority are we to determine what is racist and considered deemed unsuitable to air? If Bennett's comments were to be deemed unsuitable to air, yet be the truth, wouldn't that result in us dictating what people should accept as truth? Are lies airable only because they make people feel good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Perhaps the comment about not having the right to be heard can be seen as not having the right to the truth if the easily offended suddenly have free reign over what's considered unsuitable to air. Homosexuality, racism, sexism, religion, political leanings, who controls the line?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-2018714832124152534?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/2018714832124152534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=2018714832124152534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/2018714832124152534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/2018714832124152534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2007/04/last-note-on-imus.html' title='Last Note On Imus'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-497003887370085181</id><published>2007-04-15T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T16:53:10.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow Up To The Last Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The responses from those who declare victory over Imus' firing went exactly the way I'd figure it. The liberal lynch mob is in full force with the hypocritical conservative lynch mob defending the first admendment. When it comes to the first admendment, I'll call either politcal side who feels obligated to defend freedom of speech as a hypocrite. In the past, it's been the liberals with that crown. Now, it's the conservative's turn. I say this in general, so if you're the exception to the rule, don't complain. I don't mean you. Unless you're being a hypocrite in saying that, but only you know what you've done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I need to move on from that rambling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I read that now the some people want to go after rappers for using the word "ho", which I didn't have a problem with Imus saying and I definitely don't have a problem with rappers saying it. Besides, when it comes to music, rappers and any other artist is able to curse like a drunken sailor whereas on terrestrial radio, that shit doesn't fly. You can't put a double standard here because it's not the same medium. Imus could get away with much worse comments if he recorded them onto a CD. I don't even know I should say "get away with" considering you SHOULD be allowed to say them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Meanwhile, liberal outlets such as the ever increasingly dillusional Media Matters wants to go after conversative talk radio and get them taken off the air. Media Matters has the right to complain about them, but they no right to dictate what I'm allowed to hear. They are just as insulting, demeaning and racist as those they attack, so they have no right to play God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;However, &lt;a href="http://www.balloon-juice.com/"&gt;Juan Cole&lt;/a&gt; is able to say things about this Imus firing better than I could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;The right thing to CBS was the bottom line, who fired Imus because it was shrinking. If Imus’s remarks were so obviously a firing offense, the right thing to do would have been to fire him on the spot. But they didn’t, and leave it to the deep thinkers at Tapped to think there is some moral lesson here to be learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one has learned anything from this. No one will learn anything from this. There will be no national dialog on race, other than people babbling that there should be a national dialog on race. Civil rights was not advanced one bit. No chance was given for Imus to make things right, no time was spent evaluating what the best response to this situation might be. It was sheer opportunism all the way around, led by a chorus of self-aggrandizing hacks all too eager to milk the situation for all it was worth. All that has been learned in this whole, sordid affair is that when a flawed man does or says something stupid and offensive, the appropriate thing to do is to try and find a way to get the most profit for yourself, your cause, or your company, and to run with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imus deserved to be fired for this, probably, but he also probably deserved to be fired for any number of statements or sketches over the past dozen years. What makes this last week so obscene is the way this happened, and it says a helluva lot more about us than it does about Imus. Long live mob justice, and I hope none of you ever say anything stupid or offensive, because if you do, may God have mercy on your soul. No one else will.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'll finalize with a comment in response to Cole's article. To go out humorously. From someone named Captain Avatar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I demand the Roman Empire pay reparations for the enslavement of my ancestors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And England must formally apologize for the unlawful, imperialist invasion of Wales during the 13th Century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the women of this country have too long abused me by not giving me any play. I mean seriously… what’s up with that ladies? I mean, at least have the decency to not bullshit me. Don’t say “I’ll call you back later” when you know goddamned well you have no intention of doing any such thing. That’s fucked up. I think I was, like 28 years old when I finally figured that out, too. Which was very upsetting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m scarred for life.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-497003887370085181?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/497003887370085181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=497003887370085181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/497003887370085181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/497003887370085181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2007/04/follow-up-to-last-post.html' title='Follow Up To The Last Post'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-3449984067154617927</id><published>2007-04-11T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T11:56:04.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Stay, Imus Be Going</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Been a while since this story broke, but I had to collect my thoughts and emotions before stating my view here. I thought what Imus said was tame. Course, that may be out of my own ignorance, or I may be emboldened in that view by the offending party's ignorance. What the offending party, mainly Al Sharpton, is displaying in their reaction disturbs me. He has the right to express that as did Imus his, but the wide acceptance of Sharpton's words (and those who are saying the same things as him) gets me worried of a slippery slope. How soon before they demand people like Imus be imprisoned? To DEMAND a firing, to me, is no different than wanting a prison term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, the government isn't involved and it should stay that way. Imus has a right to say whatever he wants just like some listeners has the right to complain about it and just like the company Imus works for has the right to fire him for what he said. Freedom of speech protects you from the government, not the company. Besides, firing someone is the company's way of expressing THEIR right to free speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I feel Imus should be fired? Whether he is or not doesn't affect me. I never listened to him except for once and that one time I thought he sounded way too drunk to be taken seriously as a talk show host. Really. I wondered how he has listeners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the Rutgers team: Why the fuck were you crying? "Why would he say such things?" Why do you care? What? Were you rabid Imus fans before that statement? If you thought little of Imus beforehand, there had to be a reason why, right? His slurs should've emboldened your dislike of Imus. A better statement could've been, "I always thought of Imus as a moron. Glad to know how right I was about that." Grow a spine, ladies. I know you girls never listened to his show and never cared to. Shouldn't you feel proud of THAT? Besides, I can think of plenty worse things to say to you than "nappy headed hos" or "Jiggaboos", if I even spelling that right. If I'm not, DON'T CORRECT ME!! I'd like to stay ignorant of the proper spelling of an ignorant word. I may have said worse to you already. I don't know how you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Imus: Nappy headed hos? Jiggaboos? What are you? Five? Or no, wait, you're a drunken idiot. Worse than being merely immature. Listen, my issue is not in what you said, but in wondering how you'd think that's entertaining. My taste in humor has evolved beyond cheap insults. This is why I don't bother with listening to Howard Stern. He's often too blatant and straight-forward to allow room for creativity. There's a difference between Stern and you, though. Stern isn't lazy with his work. Also, why bother apologizing? You have shown yourself to be worthless and weak by putting your foot in your mouth there. Lesson for you. NOBODY CARES ABOUT APOLOGIES!!! Sharpton only mentions that for his supremacist ego stroking and to make you his bitch. Same goes with everyone else who "demanded" you apologize. Apologies are nothing more than a self-demeaning act and I'd figure people in radio would have higher self-esteem than that. I guess that's not the case with you. Glad I don't listen to a coward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-3449984067154617927?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/3449984067154617927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=3449984067154617927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/3449984067154617927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/3449984067154617927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-cant-stay-imus-be-going.html' title='I Can&apos;t Stay, Imus Be Going'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-7134278968056947763</id><published>2007-04-05T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T18:27:52.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary Of A Hump</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;God bless Alanis Morissette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W91sqAs-_-g"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W91sqAs-_-g" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-7134278968056947763?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/7134278968056947763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=7134278968056947763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/7134278968056947763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/7134278968056947763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2007/04/diary-of-hump.html' title='Diary Of A Hump'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-1608392984301267968</id><published>2007-03-28T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T17:47:24.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I Can't Think Otherwise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just a padding post to say howdy... or something. Haven't updated in a while and Wanted to at least make sure I had a post for March. Speaking of "march", a little something to help the mood of my absence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mXqzgjajFxA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mXqzgjajFxA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-1608392984301267968?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/1608392984301267968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=1608392984301267968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/1608392984301267968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/1608392984301267968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2007/03/because-i-cant-think-otherwise.html' title='Because I Can&apos;t Think Otherwise'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-2926612011982148208</id><published>2007-02-15T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T20:37:04.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anna In: Three The Hardaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Story 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last week at work, me and my co-workers got into the discussion of Anna Nicole's death. One of the co-workers commented how Anna's death got more publicity than former president Ford's death and how that was disrespectful to Ford and any other president that had passed on. I jump in to correct the co-worker in that it was not disrespectful to Ford in that it's better to have positive publicity than to have the kind of publicity Anna's getting. In other words, if they were hamburgers, Anna would have 5 hamburgers and Ford would have 1. However, Anna's hamburgers were overcooked in the microwave and Ford's was cooked to perfection by Emeril. Would you still say Ford was disrespected?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you want Ford's publicity focus around his baby and whom has the rights to it? How many fathers does Anna's baby have now? 20? How long are we gonna wonder who the father is? Is the father the lawyer? The deceased ex-husband? Officer Barbrady? Chef?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Story 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm convinced that the sports radio talking heads such as Jim Rome are more ignorant than Tim Hardaway. I'm willing to bet Jim Rome's a closet homophobe, but he won't admit to it because that will hurt ratings and he knows it. Tim Hardaway was honest in his homophobic opinion and I respect that. I strongly disagree with his stance, but I respect his honesty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did he deserve the backlash? That doesn't matter. You say something the mainstream disapproves of, you should expect backlash. It's not a matter whether it's deserved or not. You express your freedom of speech, they respond accordingly. The NBA did what they felt needed to be done and Hardaway should accept that. Hardaway should be glad he won't be associated with people that would want him to live a lie than to be true to himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't attack him. I won't call him names and I won't shun him. The bigoted mainstream supremacists has done enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-2926612011982148208?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/2926612011982148208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=2926612011982148208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/2926612011982148208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/2926612011982148208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2007/02/anna-in-three-hardaway.html' title='Anna In: Three The Hardaway'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-3883313574998875571</id><published>2007-02-05T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T21:09:49.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SB XLI Commercials</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I forgot to bring this up last night. Good thing, too because it deserves better attention that what I would've given it last night. At least to me it does. USA Today had it's top 10 best ads and top 5 worst ads. Actually, it had all the ads ranked from 1st to last. What I'm gonna do here first off is give you my top 5 list and tell you how it compared to USA Today's list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vcVYexixsmA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vcVYexixsmA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see people at my job getting married this way. USA Today had this ranked at #6, so cool there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7wt5FiZQrgM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7wt5FiZQrgM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main point given for use of the Bugsy Malone end song. A movie I loved as a kid. So warm fuzzies here. USA Today ranked it #21. Understandable. My reason was a warm fuzzy and sentimental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KL3ccJDplzs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KL3ccJDplzs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;USA Today has this as the #5 worst ad. This is injustice as this was the coolest ad I've seen in years. I don't recall anything having the awesomeness this ad had. Maybe I'm too weird for this world to comprehend as was that ad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/omnOhzOyAIo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/omnOhzOyAIo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm not thrilled with it being #11 on USA Today, it is well enough ranked for me not to complain too much. It was great to see those characters back and the mouse being used like that. Poor mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wV0B3maUK0E"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wV0B3maUK0E" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;USA Today had this ranked #3 and only the second among my top five to be in their top 10. I love good jokes that come out of nowhere and this one really did it the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a top 3 worst ads and this is how they compare to the other list. Since they are my worst list, no video will be attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 - Snicker's man kiss&lt;br /&gt;Garmin gets #5 in their worst list but this piece of shit gets #8 in their top 10 best?? This ad has me swearing off Snickers until this ad becomes a distant past. No matter how much I like a product, I will not go gay for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 - Doritos - Register lady&lt;br /&gt;When it's so bad I hide my head in shame for watching it, it's really bad. What I didn't like about it? I couldn't figure out where to begin and I already spent enough time on this post to spend another 10 paragraphs on it. This was rated low on the USA Today list, but not in the top 5 worst. Shame on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 Salesgenie.com&lt;br /&gt;It was thanks to my favorite morning show that I recalled this ad and remembered how much this did not belong in a SB. This belonged during a Jerry Springer ad break. Not here. USA Today has this as the worst and so do I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, USA Today's #1 and 2 were as follows.&lt;br /&gt;#2 Budweiser - spotted dog&lt;br /&gt;Stupid ad. Among my top 10 worst ads. People who liked this has no taste in quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 Budweiser- Crabs&lt;br /&gt;Dumb ad, but was just there for me. Did nothing for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-3883313574998875571?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/3883313574998875571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=3883313574998875571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/3883313574998875571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/3883313574998875571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2007/02/sb-xli-commercials.html' title='SB XLI Commercials'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-8673738702551131919</id><published>2007-02-04T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T23:36:50.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Bowl XLI Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Billy Joel did the national anthem better than I've heard in years. Miles better than last year's butchering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First ever opening kickoff return for a TD. And was wise for the Colts to never kick to Vasher since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Even with the Colts down 7-0 and Manning throwing a pick, you knew the Colts weren't doomed. First, they came back from 18 down against a team that previously owned them. Second, we're talking about Rex Grossman. A guy who didn't deserve to be in the Super Bowl. The rest of Chicago did, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What I liked about the Wayne TD pass was that Manning did it under pressure like a great QB should. Very uncharacteristic of Chicago to let him wide open like that. Brain farts should not happen in Super Bowls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5 fumbles in the first half and twice the fumbles were back to back. I read that this was the first Super Bowl to be rained on. Hard to believe it took that long. I'm still waiting to hear someone tell me I'm wrong there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Look, Prince. You've been around for a long time. Had many albums and singles. Was there a reason for you avoid your own material like that? It's always been a bug up my ass when artists perform other people's music at a concert or shows such as the halftime show without it being a remake. I listened to a radio station do a mix of a lot of Prince's songs because he was performing for halftime and here we have Prince not even doing his own songs. Though it was nice of him to do Foo Fighter's Best Of You. Was nice to hear a song from this decade without the need for a wardrobe malfunction. Though it would've been much better to hear it from the Foo Fighter's themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gotta admit. When his back is against the wall, you can count on Grossman to fail. Two INTs with a pick six against him. Manning's INT resulted in nothing. Grossman's sealed the Bear's fate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Did Manning deserve the MVP? I can say there are at least a couple others that deserved it as much as Manning and ties usually go to the QB, so no quarrels about it. I am so happy for Manning that he finally got that SB ring. Finally winning the big one. Something he needed to be a part of the elite QBs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hearing Dungy trumpeting his Christian lifestyle as much as him being the first black coach to win the SB (an inevitable thing since both coaches were black) makes me wonder... is Lovie Smith an athiest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Will the Colts be back in the SB next year? With them retaining nearly all their top guys, the chance is good, but just because they knocked of the Pats doesn't mean the Pats will stay down. Chargers will be hungrier than ever and no telling what other team may rise. Oakland just needs a nice fine tune on their offense and they can turn around from 2-14 to 14-2 like that. Cincy can get back to top form, if they can stay out of jail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Will the Bears be back next year? No way in hell. They may not even make the playoffs next year. Next year will belong to the Saints. This year was too soon for them. Next year they will be the most feared team in the NFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-8673738702551131919?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/8673738702551131919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=8673738702551131919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/8673738702551131919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/8673738702551131919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2007/02/super-bowl-xli-thoughts.html' title='Super Bowl XLI Thoughts'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-1033343260061917506</id><published>2007-02-02T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T23:39:47.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boston's Lack Of A Brain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/RcQ2exGyQwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cFO4JYazNPY/s1600-h/376047928528888a184wn5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/RcQ2exGyQwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cFO4JYazNPY/s320/376047928528888a184wn5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027202986258088706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some time has passed since this "bomb scare" and I really don't have much more to add to this that what's already said by other with the same view as me, but more articulate... or maybe because it's late at night and I'm desperate for sleep, I can't think as well as I usually can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4G-D0F4Q9yk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4G-D0F4Q9yk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing about paranoia is that the more you're consumed by it, the easier it is to be a slave to it. I bet I can bring Boston to their knees with a popsicle stick if I attached LEDs to it. I'm amazed they haven't banned Christmas lights... have they? It's just another reason added upon to the already extensive list as to why 9-11 is the biggest joke ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the people behind putting those ATHF promotional Lite Brites up in 10 cities.... BTW, you can make your typical Trident style joke here. 9 out of 10 cities agree. Lights are our friends... well, ok. 8 out of 10 since San Francisco is part of a state that wants to ban light bulbs. Going back to the beginning of this paragraph, the two guys behind this stunt are facing 5 years in jail for contributing to the retardation of a city and they give the best press conference I have ever seen from all I can remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zx2ytr2Oyv4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zx2ytr2Oyv4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's correct. There's only so much you can say about an LED, but anyone can go days discussing the virtues of hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-1033343260061917506?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/1033343260061917506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=1033343260061917506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/1033343260061917506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/1033343260061917506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2007/02/bostons-lack-of-brain.html' title='Boston&apos;s Lack Of A Brain'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/RcQ2exGyQwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cFO4JYazNPY/s72-c/376047928528888a184wn5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-4278993067376084918</id><published>2007-01-21T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T21:42:19.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For SB XLI: Because I Can't Help It</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As one person said: "Oh God .. two weeks of continuous repetition of this!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OJ1ryCgzDn8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OJ1ryCgzDn8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be a good Super Bowl. Colts v Bears. I'm picking Colts, but with nervousness in being burnt in this pick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-4278993067376084918?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/4278993067376084918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=4278993067376084918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/4278993067376084918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/4278993067376084918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2007/01/for-sb-xli-because-i-cant-help-it.html' title='For SB XLI: Because I Can&apos;t Help It'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-5070056804086877344</id><published>2007-01-01T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T16:19:29.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Beer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everything settling down for me. Had my annual New Year's Eve poker game where I won $34. Woke up this morning, watching some bowl games and reading up on NFL news and the postgame awesomeness of the Niners finishing off the season 7-9 and eliminating Denver from the playoffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only to have that enjoyment ruined by some punk motherfuckers with trigger fingers that killed Broncos CB Williams hours after that game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I hoped you had a wonderful New Year's Eve bash and hope 2007 is better than 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-5070056804086877344?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/5070056804086877344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=5070056804086877344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/5070056804086877344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/5070056804086877344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-beer.html' title='Happy New Beer'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-1509334598024523354</id><published>2006-12-30T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T18:29:22.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Advantage Of A Theory</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So Saddam has been executed. I'm probably the last person to weigh in another of a long list of opinions on this. How do I feel about this? Actually, I feel nothing. I'm not dancing in the streets like the neo-con lunatics are nor am I ignoring it like the neo-libs are. I think this post is a given I'm not ignoring it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many reasons for not feeling anything.&lt;br /&gt;1) Neo-cons can say all they want on how bad a man Saddam was and they'd be mostly right. Yet, we're worse. Don't reply to me with how Saddam did this and Saddam did that and how evil he is. Picture in your mind how evil Saddam is and with that mental picture firmly in your mind say the following, "We're worse than that". No matter how evil Saddam is portrayed by any pro-war and by any proud American... we're worse than that.&lt;br /&gt;2) The execution was a foregone conclusion. There was no way in hell our government were gonna accept anything other than an execution. There was no such thing as a fair trial for Saddam. Actually, it didn't matter if it was fair or not. The trial was only for show. I'd prefer that Saddam got executed the moment the troops found him. Course, then that would be wasted popcorn neo-cons spent money on upon watching Fox News' Variety Hour. I know that vague as any hour on Fox News can be considered a variety hour. Sure MSNBC has their variety hours, but they don't have that Jerry Springer feel that O'Reilly and Hannity can bring to the table. And we know how big of a following Jerry Springer got.&lt;br /&gt;3) It's actually an extension of #2 as I got off track. As I said, it was a foregone conclusion and with it dragging on for a few years, the payoff was just there. Everything that's going on in Iraq was with the knowledge of this foregone conclusion. He's dead and that changes what? It's like finding a dollar on the street. It's nice, but you're still gonna work at that dead end job with bills keeping their stack up to your eyelids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there truly is a positive out of this, it's that it finishes off the theory of threes in the most positive way imaginable. The theory of threes of course is the saying that death comes in threes. We had James Brown die. Then former president Ford. Saddam's death finishes this list off without that third going to someone we actually like and/or respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't say I never think positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-1509334598024523354?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/1509334598024523354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=1509334598024523354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/1509334598024523354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/1509334598024523354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/12/taking-advantage-of-theory.html' title='Taking Advantage Of A Theory'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-7671389486115073333</id><published>2006-12-30T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T16:16:18.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gift Card Bonanza</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When given two Visa gift cards for Christmas.... you know... a Visa gift card has to be the most safe way to give a gift. Not only does the person get to pick out whatever he/she wants, but from wherever he/she wants. With my two $50 Visa cards, I got on one Volume 1 of &lt;a href="http://www.animenewsnetwork.com/encyclopedia/anime.php?id=5115"&gt;Ergo Proxy&lt;/a&gt; from Best Buy. The rest of it will be spent at a nice restaurant. I'm eying the Elephant Grill (or is it Elephant Bar... it's an Elephant, I know that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other card I practically used all up on &lt;a href="http://www.davesgourmet.com/"&gt;Dave's Gourmet&lt;/a&gt; products. Got the spicy six pack and Dave's Burning Nuts. I always get a big giggle from myself whenever I say "Dave's burning nuts". Don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a bit, I've been debating between the sauces and a &lt;a href="http://www.tshirthell.com/"&gt;T-shirt&lt;/a&gt;. The sauces won out, but I'm so gonna work on getting that Snuff Film shirt. It's gonna be mine. Oh yes. *evil laughter ensues*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-7671389486115073333?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/7671389486115073333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=7671389486115073333' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/7671389486115073333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/7671389486115073333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/12/gift-card-bonanza.html' title='Gift Card Bonanza'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-8525579941966440256</id><published>2006-12-26T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T18:56:56.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Moment Of Nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Twas the night after Christmas&lt;br /&gt;and all through the house&lt;br /&gt;things went back to normal&lt;br /&gt;except for the mouse&lt;br /&gt;who was caught in a mousetrap&lt;br /&gt;then thrown in the trash&lt;br /&gt;I guess it won't make it&lt;br /&gt;to the New Year's Eve bash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to write something so that my Merry Christmas message would no longer be on top of this blog. Now making room for my New Years message, which will be as generic as the Christmas one. Aren't you all perspiring in anticipation for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-8525579941966440256?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/8525579941966440256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=8525579941966440256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/8525579941966440256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/8525579941966440256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/12/moment-of-nothing.html' title='A Moment Of Nothing'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-2257941790730837625</id><published>2006-12-25T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T11:23:54.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Twelfth Day Of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:300%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;M&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;Y &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;T&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; O&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;E &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt; A&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping you're having a wonderful Christmas. Even if not, I hope I'm helping make it a bit more special for you.  And now to finish this twelve days of YouTube off, I figure there's only one way I can end it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the twelfth day of Christmas, AbVag posts for thee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FnTYU0XpWQo"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FnTYU0XpWQo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-2257941790730837625?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/2257941790730837625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=2257941790730837625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/2257941790730837625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/2257941790730837625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/12/twelfth-day-of-christmas.html' title='The Twelfth Day Of Christmas'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-6373707240830451085</id><published>2006-12-24T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T22:18:10.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eleventh Day Of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now that I got yesterday's one out of the way.... And I did mention that I'd be doing a double post. I didn't back out. I'm so proud. *insert big cheesy smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the eleventh day of Christmas, AbVag posts for thee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fuk2VhKxjIc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fuk2VhKxjIc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-6373707240830451085?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/6373707240830451085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=6373707240830451085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/6373707240830451085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/6373707240830451085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/12/eleventh-day-of-christmas.html' title='The Eleventh Day Of Christmas'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-7708952375437804191</id><published>2006-12-24T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T22:08:07.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tenth Day Of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Meant for yesterday, but had my traditional Christmas Eve family get-together and now in hindsight, this year's get-together was wonderful. Much better than last year. Only downer was Niners losing. The highpoint of the day had to be a card game my brother introduced to us. So much fun was had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But onward to the topic at hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the tenth day of Christmas, AbVag posts for thee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U_zJXhMz-kY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U_zJXhMz-kY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-7708952375437804191?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/7708952375437804191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=7708952375437804191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/7708952375437804191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/7708952375437804191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/12/tenth-day-of-christmas.html' title='The Tenth Day Of Christmas'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-461951039752870166</id><published>2006-12-22T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T21:30:22.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ninth Day Of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Because I'll be away all day tomorrow, I'll be posting the 10th and 11th days on Sunday (unless I stay all day Sunday, too). Family comes first, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the ninth day of Christmas, AbVag posts for thee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6ZTGfMaBYxw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6ZTGfMaBYxw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless us, every-wha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-461951039752870166?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/461951039752870166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=461951039752870166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/461951039752870166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/461951039752870166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/12/ninth-day-of-christmas.html' title='The Ninth Day Of Christmas'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-1558513368711320146</id><published>2006-12-21T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T22:54:51.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eighth Day Of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On the eighth day of Christmas, AbVag posts for thee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/khfTnchdOCU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/khfTnchdOCU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mention yesterday how I haven't posted anything serious or heartwarming. Well, this isn't exactly serious, but since it is my favorite Christmas song, I couldn't ignore it. Well, not this version of the song, but it does accompany the Rudolph cartoon and it always warms my heart whenever I see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-1558513368711320146?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/1558513368711320146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=1558513368711320146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/1558513368711320146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/1558513368711320146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/12/eighth-day-of-christmas.html' title='The Eighth Day Of Christmas'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-3482666559496629182</id><published>2006-12-20T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T18:31:35.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Seventh Day Of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On the seventh day of Christmas, AbVag posts for thee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HgMvvJpM2Ws"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HgMvvJpM2Ws" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;By now, you're probably wondering why I haven't posted any serious or heartfelt Christmas material. Two reasons. 1) Hard to find any that's not like every other version of the same done nor anything that sticks out from the rest. I like them, but.. 2) It's not my style. This is not to say I won't post any, just explaining why I haven't yet. If I come across one that interests me, I'll put it in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-3482666559496629182?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/3482666559496629182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=3482666559496629182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/3482666559496629182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/3482666559496629182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/12/seventh-day-of-christmas.html' title='The Seventh Day Of Christmas'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-7330784827039373630</id><published>2006-12-19T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T23:40:23.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sixth Day Of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On the sixth day of Christmas, Abvag posts for thee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GPp0g0A_6x8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GPp0g0A_6x8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew. Got close to having to do another double post day. Just under the wire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-7330784827039373630?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/7330784827039373630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=7330784827039373630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/7330784827039373630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/7330784827039373630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/12/sixth-day-of-christmas.html' title='The Sixth Day Of Christmas'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-6572938712611382517</id><published>2006-12-18T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T20:24:51.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fifth Day Of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On the fifth day of Christmas, AbVag posts for thee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OP0EqXlJh-Q"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OP0EqXlJh-Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have a tendency to be easily amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-6572938712611382517?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/6572938712611382517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=6572938712611382517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/6572938712611382517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/6572938712611382517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/12/fifth-day-of-christmas.html' title='The Fifth Day Of Christmas'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-8513315264838848832</id><published>2006-12-17T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T21:34:04.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fourth Day Of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On the fourth day of Christmas, Abvag posts for thee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, The Comedy Channel was before they joined with another comedy channel named "Ha!&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;to form Comedy Central. In case you weren't aware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TUvXmEKmlfg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TUvXmEKmlfg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-8513315264838848832?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/8513315264838848832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=8513315264838848832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/8513315264838848832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/8513315264838848832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/12/fourth-day-of-christmas.html' title='The Fourth Day Of Christmas'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-7450994604723719970</id><published>2006-12-16T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T22:59:27.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Third Day Of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On the third day of Christmas, AbVag posts for thee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dtNfmPfD-pk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dtNfmPfD-pk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Added bonus: The Christmas Alphabet&lt;br /&gt;A B C D E F G H I J K M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-7450994604723719970?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/7450994604723719970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=7450994604723719970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/7450994604723719970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/7450994604723719970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/12/third-day-of-christmas.html' title='The Third Day Of Christmas'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-6713303992092930520</id><published>2006-12-15T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T21:12:29.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Second Day Of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On the second day of Christmas, AbVag posts for thee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y3bduLDxo5Q"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y3bduLDxo5Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh yeah. I'm still on the buzz of the Niner win last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-6713303992092930520?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/6713303992092930520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=6713303992092930520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/6713303992092930520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/6713303992092930520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/12/second-day-of-christmas.html' title='The Second Day Of Christmas'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-3605768389046175176</id><published>2006-12-15T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T00:11:38.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Day Of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've decided to do a YouTube 12 days of Christmas here posting a Christmas vid each day until Christmas. This first one was intended for a 12-14-06 date, but since I crooned over Niners 4th quarter dominance over Seattle, I got sidetracked. But here I am and I'll start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first day of Christmas, AbVag posts for thee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6O693hI8Oco"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6O693hI8Oco" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-3605768389046175176?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/3605768389046175176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=3605768389046175176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/3605768389046175176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/3605768389046175176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/12/first-day-of-christmas.html' title='The First Day Of Christmas'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-5252465779323045478</id><published>2006-12-11T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T19:28:02.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Defining Heroes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I did a bit of soul searching into the word "hero". I recently read in a column (nothing new, really, but it did get me to write this) on how our troops, our soldiers overseas are heroes. For just being a soldier. I dislike having the word "hero" whored out like that. For me, being a hero always meant something extraordinary, something beyond what you hear regularly. To be called a hero just for signing your name on a dotted line at a recruitment office speaks to me of ordinary. Plain Jane, regular and what some idiots call "normal". Understand I don't disagree with the column writer about having respect for the troops. I'm not placing the troops on a lower scale than he is. I'm placing the word "hero" on a higher scale than he is. Hero is a special plateau that only a select few can reach, in my view. To see it being used as if it were casual rubs me the wrong way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disagree if you want, but that's all a matter of how you define a hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-5252465779323045478?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/5252465779323045478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=5252465779323045478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/5252465779323045478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/5252465779323045478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/12/defining-heroes.html' title='Defining Heroes'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-4957145746879246363</id><published>2006-11-10T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T20:29:56.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lighthearted Sadness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sometimes, you can't help but feel down in the dumps when you can't afford certain things. You so want it, but you can't have it... yet. Case in point currently, the &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;PlayStation&lt;/span&gt; 3. The only thing keeping me from further depression is the fact that even if I could afford it, it's availability is practically nil. Following the footsteps of the PS2's release, apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hopes of getting it needs to be completed before Final Fantasy XIII is released. Just so you know. As if you care. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-4957145746879246363?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/4957145746879246363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=4957145746879246363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/4957145746879246363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/4957145746879246363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/11/lighthearted-sadness.html' title='Lighthearted Sadness'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-520692707102575310</id><published>2006-11-09T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T17:56:19.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Election 06 Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wasn't able to vote this time because I got too lazy in registering with the current address. In the end, it didn't matter as nearly everything went the way I would've voted. The only thing that didn't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;California's Prop 85. The parental notification measure. I'm pro-choice, but I'm also pro-parent. Pro-parent is how I viewed 85. The reason for it's defeat is the conclusion of child abuse. It's a stupid conclusion. Realistic, but stupid. Stupid because it's an argument that strips the parents the right to be parents for the sake of child safety. This assumes all parents will beat their children for finding out the truth on their daughters. This defeat says that it's ok to lie to your parents. It says that children don't ever have to do what parents tell them to. We've always known it's illegal for parents to disipline their children and this defeat enforces it. Parents, now's the time you must conclude that your daughter is a whore. There are no more princesses in California. They are now all sluts. Deal with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ah-nold wins re-election and I'm glad for that. I didn't vote for him the first time because I felt the recall was unfair. However, this was fair and if I would've voted, I would've went with Arnold as well. Reasons being that Angelides attacked Arnold for supporting George Bush in 04 and for the crap he did in the first 2 years in office. Aside from the dastardly thought that a Republican actually having the gall to support another Republican, I paid attention to the past year of his in office. You know, after that special election he had that humiliated him into submission? That big defeat that humbled him into becoming the governor that the people expected him to be when they voted for him? I would've voted for his re-election with the hope that he would extend that one good year into 5. I'm sure he knows it's that last year that got him re-elected and that he got the hang of the job he's doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Democrats taking the House and Senate. A wonderful thing. No, I'm not a Democrat nor liberal. I'm a Libertarian who thinks gridlock is the best thing for America as that means extremist ideas can no longer fly. The Christian dictatorship is out of power.... for at least 2 years. Liberal extremists still can't get into power. The last two years of the Bush Administration may end up being the best two years of Bush Administration as Bush can no longer do whatever he wants. He will actually have to work. But speaking of the Senate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't like George Allen, but he should've went ahead and got the recount. Things decided by that close deserve to be recounted just to be sure. Best to have it done once and be done with it. To concede then if he still lost. I guess he conceded probably because the state law on recounts sucks. Wait nearly a full month before being allowed to call a recount? Nobody has that kind of patience anymore. Not even me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Of course, at my work today, all the topics above was passed by in favor of discussion of Richard Pombo's defeat. Mambo Pombo, they kept saying. Not sure what it meant except for that it rhymed. If the rhyming was all they were going for, they could've went for the Pombo Combo at Denny's joke. Or maybe I'm the only one with a strange sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-520692707102575310?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/520692707102575310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=520692707102575310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/520692707102575310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/520692707102575310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/11/election-06-thoughts.html' title='Election 06 Thoughts'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-116268072085999781</id><published>2006-11-04T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:56.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Hindsight Of Kerry's Joke</title><content type='html'>So, it's been a while since the John Kerry botched joke occurred. He's said he's sorry and questions of if it will hurt the Democrats continue to linger. First off, that's sad that Kerry's words would determine the view on some other person. Definitely would prove, again, how stupid we are as Americans. And I don't mean the level of stupidity that some troops pretended to be in response to Kerry. We're dumber than that. And BTW, no fair to those joking troops to make fun of Arkansas like that. Or would that be actually complimenting them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhoo, Kerry's joke goes wrong because he never learned the meaning of the word "context" and we have liberals defending him because Dubya has done bad jokes at the expense of troop's lives. Not realizing that the liberals are using the same tactic Bush uses when defending torture. Sad when one becomes as bad as the person they despise. Liberals should rejoice in that Kerry apologized and declare that he is a better man that Dubya for taking responibility for his errors. However, their hatred for Bush won't let them do that. They're just using Bush's errors to excuse their own and that's just sinking to the opposition's level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I dislike Bush as I've mentioned before, so why should I emulate him?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-116268072085999781?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/116268072085999781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=116268072085999781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/116268072085999781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/116268072085999781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/11/in-hindsight-of-kerrys-joke.html' title='In Hindsight Of Kerry&apos;s Joke'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-116207704291334699</id><published>2006-10-28T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:56.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Showgirl Fetishes?</title><content type='html'>Maybe I'm missing something, but &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20061024/od_nm/life_eyelashes_dc_2"&gt;read this then come back.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok? Ok. Now I don't see anything wrong with eyelash surgery, just pointless. Unless you're a woman with bald eyelids, a man's value of a woman has very little, if any at all, with a woman's eyelashes. And some women I can expect to go overboard with this (just like breast augmentations) where they get 12 inch long lashes so that when they blink fast enough, they can fly off to Jupiter. Hell, why not go for the gusto and get them long enough to shelter an entire Ethiopian village?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from all the fun, if any person wants to have this done to them, I won't stand against it. Eyelash surgery sounds tame compared to body piercings, tattoos and Fear Factor. I just won't care enough to say anything. I likely won't notice or care to notice. It's that pointless to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-116207704291334699?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/116207704291334699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=116207704291334699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/116207704291334699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/116207704291334699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/10/showgirl-fetishes.html' title='Showgirl Fetishes?'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-116121393225930660</id><published>2006-10-18T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:56.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irony At Its Finest... I Think</title><content type='html'>I talked in my last post about losing my joy of food. Appearantly, it doesn't seem to be as much of a bother as I thought it might. The reason I say this is because on my own decision (and not because I had to), I stayed away from having anything to eat after supper. Now, I could've had some celery, radishes or carrots, but opted on none because I just didn't feel in the mood to eat. And I don't mean that negatively. It was something that caught me by surprise this morning when I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still gonna have my depressions over this, but I believe I'll make it through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-116121393225930660?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/116121393225930660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=116121393225930660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/116121393225930660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/116121393225930660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/10/irony-at-its-finest-i-think.html' title='Irony At Its Finest... I Think'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-116114763470565403</id><published>2006-10-17T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:55.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dealing With Health</title><content type='html'>Reality can hit faces harder than people can realize. I recently got released from the hospital for Cellulitis. Through this stay, I've learned my weight which is something I haven't been able to find out in over a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;406.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm sure the weight is lower than it was when it was taken, but I've got a long road ahead of me. I have to live my life without the joys of food now and for a man like me who hardly has any joys at all, this is a blow to my positivity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, that's not right. Perhaps, this is also a realization on how spoiled I am. A realization in how I've sacrificed many joys in life for the perverse enjoyment of food. Now, I'm not gonna be preaching or anything because I hate telling people how to live their lives. I just wanted to talk. Fighting personal demons kinda require this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-116114763470565403?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/116114763470565403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=116114763470565403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/116114763470565403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/116114763470565403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/10/dealing-with-health.html' title='Dealing With Health'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-115976324671236103</id><published>2006-10-01T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:55.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reuniting With A Friend</title><content type='html'>So how does a Niner fan recover from a 41-0 ass kicking to an 0-2, now 1-2, team? By getting a call from a friend I haven't heard from since March of last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How this came about to be such a long span of time is unfortunate. It was in March of last year when I moved from one home to another and I used my friend's number as a reference. I only had his number on a piece of paper and lost it while doing paperwork in finding a new home. I then hoped he'd call before I moved, but no such luck. I attempted to search for his number online, but it led me to wrong numbers, so my search ended quick. His search recently led to my brother whom I need to thank big time for giving him the needed info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, it is hard to cover 19 months of events into an hour long phone call. Ok. It's impossible to cover 19 months of events into an hour long phone call. I tried, dammit. At least more things are alright with the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-115976324671236103?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/115976324671236103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=115976324671236103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115976324671236103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115976324671236103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/10/reuniting-with-friend.html' title='Reuniting With A Friend'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-115769611985223186</id><published>2006-09-07T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:55.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, They Can Be Washed</title><content type='html'>Always one to be impressed by how far technology has come. With wonderment in where technology will go next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yd99gyE4jCk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yd99gyE4jCk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing I see sad about this is that if it's a success, it will be in the form of a short-lived fad. There's nothing macho about this and since I'm anything but macho, my interest is high. Hey, I go against trends not to just go against trends, but rather I go against them if it's not in agreement to my personality. Since I'm a high tech guy, this is in agreement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-115769611985223186?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/115769611985223186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=115769611985223186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115769611985223186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115769611985223186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/09/yes-they-can-be-washed.html' title='Yes, They Can Be Washed'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-115759596944521607</id><published>2006-09-06T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:55.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Be Your Uncool Hybrid</title><content type='html'>A couple posts back, I had my take on the soapbox from a morning show. I think I may be starting a tradition of sorts as I'm prepared to do the same here. Well, sort of. The soapbox this week (I should provide a link in the sidebar if I'm going to refer to it a lot) is one I completely agree with. However, there's one part that got my mind working. Not disagreeing with Rob, but rather using it as a springboard to things I would add my 2 cents on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;This century, the hybrid car has been forced on us with even worse results. Despite what the media would like you to believe, these cars are not selling at all. America is not interested in cars that save the environment they are interested in status and convenience, thank you. The list of examples goes on and on but you get the idea.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, I love the idea of the hybrid. If I were to afford one, I'd get one. And it wouldn't be for the environment, but rather for economic viability. Less gas means more money in my pocket to buy porn. Again, I'm not disagreeing with Rob for I have made this apples and oranges. I'm speaking for myself, he was speaking in general. In general, he is right. And if he worded "America is not interested in cars that save the environment they are interested in status and convenience" better, he'd be more right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There IS interest, but the vast majority refuses to sacrifice status and convenience for it. Hell, forget convenience. It's all about status in the general populace. Until it is possible to dub a hybrid car the Pussymobile, gas guzzling sex machines will continue to rue the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how we live in a society where it's acceptable to be a hypocrite (though not acceptable to be called one) and a obsenity to be a virgin. You can find such hypocrasy in every overhormoned guy when they yell about gas being at $3/gal while filling up their 7MPG Love Coaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they say the meek shall inherit the earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-115759596944521607?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/115759596944521607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=115759596944521607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115759596944521607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115759596944521607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/09/ill-be-your-uncool-hybrid.html' title='I&apos;ll Be Your Uncool Hybrid'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-115690170372790657</id><published>2006-08-29T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:55.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Is Cranky</title><content type='html'>Noone has noticed anywhere I've made my presence felt as of late that I've been in a bit of a foul mood. I'm glad to hide that. I can't explain why I'm feeling in such a mood other than I place myself into low sleep situtations. That probably would be it. It's likely other things and it foul mood has not been constant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really much ado about nothing, but since I have been feeling this way and since I haven't posted here in a while, I figured why not let this little cat out of the bag. Don't worry about trying to make me feel better. This post isn't about that. That and if I never bothered to post this, noone would've noticed anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm bored, too. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-115690170372790657?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/115690170372790657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=115690170372790657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115690170372790657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115690170372790657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/08/baby-is-cranky.html' title='Baby Is Cranky'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-115622293938299838</id><published>2006-08-21T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:55.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Among Tyrants And Cowards</title><content type='html'>I've talked about a morning show I listen to. The host is someone whose views I respect and sometimes even disagree with them. The one area I most disagree with him on is the war on terrorism. Now I don't blame him for being misguided. Anyone who watched Fox News can easily be so. Same way with anyone who listens to Air America, but the subject here follows the former. This week on the radio show's homepage, in his &lt;a href="http://www.robarnieanddawn.com/RobsSoapbox.htm"&gt;soapbox&lt;/a&gt; (which I enjoy reading whenever he isn't showing support for American tyrants), he talked about five presidents who are most responsible for terrorism today. And just like a neocon, he placed Carter at #1 and Clinton at #2. His order were:&lt;br /&gt;1- Carter&lt;br /&gt;2- Clinton&lt;br /&gt;3- Bush Sr&lt;br /&gt;4- Reagan&lt;br /&gt;5- Bush Jr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but wait. Just like how a neolib can be right every now and then, so can a neocon because I do agree with Carter at #1. It's Clinton at #2 is where I think is bullshit. Bush Sr and Reagan had more to do with terrorism today than Clinton had. All the same, Clinton's hands isn't exactly clean since I'd place Clinton 4th with Bush Jr 5th. Now I hate Bush Jr with every fiber of my being as I consider him the biggest threat to America in its history, but I should not let that blind me as easy as it can do so. I place him 5th because the list was for those most responsible for it existing today. It had already existed when he took the reigns. Where the problem I have with Bush is that he's going out of his way to make America look like the great Satan our "ememies" are claiming us to be. He didn't plant the seeds of terrorism, he's the plant food and fertilizer allowing it to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The naiveté of some leaders brings us back to the question about why we were attacked on 9/11. The answer is simple; because evil people exist and want to kill us.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a simple answer to give, but it isn't the full truth. It's not a lie, just not accurate. Evil people do exist. There are as many of them that are evil as there are of us. The more accurate answer would be more to look at what we did that pissed them off so much. The following is a thought I more agree with than just that they're evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VLBO-CwhK9U"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VLBO-CwhK9U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;There is no proof that Saddam had anything to do with 9/11, but there is plenty of proof that he had plenty to do with Al Qaeda.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latter is a lie. There is no proof of any connection between Saddam and AQ unless your proof is because Fox News says so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The liberals are right about how wrong this war in Iraq is. If only they were as on the ball with their solutions. That's where their snag hits. How exactly to do this without looking like cowards or like terrorists. Well, staying the course or anything involving winning the war is certain doom for America. I for one wouldn't want us to become the fourth reich or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving (cut and run as neocons love to say) would certainly save lives from immediate needless deaths, but would also show us as irresponsible. Forget the talk about us looking like chickens running with our tails tucked between our legs. That's bullshit. However, let's keep the word "cowards" and apply it differently. Imagine someone coming over to your house and makes a complete mess of your home. After that,  that person regrets messing up your home and decides to leave, but tells you to clean up the mess. We do need to leave, but under the right circumstances and currently, both options on the table are the wrong ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-115622293938299838?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/115622293938299838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=115622293938299838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115622293938299838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115622293938299838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/08/among-tyrants-and-cowards.html' title='Among Tyrants And Cowards'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-115603171352941131</id><published>2006-08-19T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:55.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Correction From Last Post</title><content type='html'>It has come to my attention that an error has been made in my previous post. The name is actually Stunna Shades and not Stunner Shades. Stunna Shades are the hyphy ones and Stunner Shades are ones worn by Stone Cold Steve Austin. I deeply regret this lack in grammar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I need to reinforce my ommition regarding Fido. No matter how much you want to believe it, it is impossible to use rollerblades to ghost ride the whip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-115603171352941131?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/115603171352941131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=115603171352941131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115603171352941131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115603171352941131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/08/correction-from-last-post.html' title='Correction From Last Post'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-115596590215089674</id><published>2006-08-18T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:54.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Latest Trend To Jump The Shark</title><content type='html'>I was fine with it. I beared no ill will towards people who did it. &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/14383788/?GT1=8404"&gt;But I think we have finally gone too far with it.&lt;/a&gt; For crying out loud, people. These type of trends are supposed to stop at white people, but no. Thanks to Eminem, things have to go further to make people say, "What the fuck?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest fear is that MTV will catch wind of this and create a spinoff reality show, Pimp My Pet. "Fido's stunner shades is sure to get all the bitches on his block." All the while showing Fido rolling down the sidewalk in little doggie rollerblades with spinners on the wheels. Meanwhile, Fido's owner is translating his barks as if he's saying how hyphy he is when actually Fido is saying "How the hell do I get these damned wheels off me???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, if the owner could make asinine assumptions of doggie language, I can, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This just in, Sebastian just lost 3 of its 9 lives in a drive by shooting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-115596590215089674?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/115596590215089674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=115596590215089674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115596590215089674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115596590215089674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/08/latest-trend-to-jump-shark.html' title='The Latest Trend To Jump The Shark'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-115577590116263737</id><published>2006-08-16T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:54.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd Kill For An Egg McMuffin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.local6.com/news/9682046/detail.html"&gt;Read then come back.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell do they put in those Egg McMuffins? Is it the McGriddles that are doing it? No matter. The thing to learn here is that this depraved act is nothing new. This isn't any sign that we're becoming MAD. Around the time when I first started working at Paramount's Great America (before Paramount took over... we're talking 20 years ago) in Santa Clara, that theme park has had riots started because of people cutting in line. In those old west Time Life books from long ago, I remember the ad for those books well. "He once shot a man for snoring too loud." I wonder what he would've done if that guy cut in front of him for hash browns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest part of the story is this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The suspect faces charges of aggravated assault and making terroristic threats, the paper reported.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!! The suspect is an America hating muslim!!! We need to send 50,000 troops to take that cretin out pronto!!! I know she's a muslim because if she wasn't, they would've said "death threats".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that was sarcasm. Put your anger away... unless you're still angry. Like I'm out to please everyone. Still though, I am really starting to hate the overuse of the word "terrorism". It's on the verge of having the same lack of value as "sexual harrassment". If it's not there already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-115577590116263737?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/115577590116263737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=115577590116263737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115577590116263737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115577590116263737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/08/id-kill-for-egg-mcmuffin.html' title='I&apos;d Kill For An Egg McMuffin'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-115525974688097926</id><published>2006-08-10T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:54.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Papujo</title><content type='html'>I've called him The Company Cassanova. Replace "company" with the actual company's name which I won't mention. Nearly everyone in my department share a good amount of time on a bus as it takes us from the cars we've parked at their destination to the cars waiting to be moved. He became like family for those who has worked with him long enough and has enjoyed his time long enough. He's someone who helped make my work days go better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a couple months ago, he had to quit the job due to health problems. I was hoping for him to take a good amount of rest and that he'd overcome his illness. The fact that I'm making this post, I'm sure you know at this point in reading that he lost his battle. I do not know what illness he had and I guess at this point it no longer matters. He was missed when he had to quit and now, with his passing, he'll be forever missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios amigo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-115525974688097926?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/115525974688097926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=115525974688097926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115525974688097926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115525974688097926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/08/papujo.html' title='Papujo'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-115492079452457135</id><published>2006-08-06T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:54.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Is Right With The World Again</title><content type='html'>The title of this post is something I say every year when football season gets underway. And perhaps I get into a little speil each year on this subject, but I guess I should stop that. Just let this be my traditional football welcoming post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-115492079452457135?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/115492079452457135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=115492079452457135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115492079452457135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115492079452457135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/08/all-is-right-with-world-again.html' title='All Is Right With The World Again'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-115480506217753111</id><published>2006-08-05T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:54.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry In Motors</title><content type='html'>I'm not an X-Games watcher, but it does interest me. I found about this from a Yahoo Sports article today and like clockwork, found the video of it to see it for myself. If you've watched it, then you know what I'm talking about. For you didn't, then let me introduce to you a double backflip with a motorcycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6_eMU94FfZY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6_eMU94FfZY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-115480506217753111?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/115480506217753111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=115480506217753111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115480506217753111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115480506217753111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/08/poetry-in-motors.html' title='Poetry In Motors'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-115439283582019463</id><published>2006-07-31T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:54.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Virtual Blackout</title><content type='html'>I'm spoiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps not too much, but I am spoiled. My ISP went down around 8:30PM last night and was out for several hours. Not sure when it came back on. I checked this morning (5:30AM) and it was still out. Got home at 5:30PM and it was on. That's 12 hours of guessing where it came on. Though, it matters not in the end as it being on is all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that meantime, I was like a junkie needing crack. Ok. I AM a junkie, but it wasn't crack I needed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-115439283582019463?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/115439283582019463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=115439283582019463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115439283582019463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115439283582019463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/07/virtual-blackout.html' title='Virtual Blackout'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-115405287519102494</id><published>2006-07-27T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:54.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plasma's Still Safe For Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7zRmffRIifE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7zRmffRIifE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very cool advancement of technology, but this does need more work if it's to compete with the clarity that plasma TVs provides. The potential is there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-115405287519102494?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/115405287519102494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=115405287519102494' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115405287519102494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115405287519102494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/07/plasmas-still-safe-for-now.html' title='Plasma&apos;s Still Safe For Now'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-115396334058331771</id><published>2006-07-26T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:53.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To The Surprise Of No One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://music.yahoo.com/read/news/24506272"&gt;Lance Bass of N'Sync is gay.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, in the past, the above statement was considered an attack statement by those who disliked boy bands and the like. For it to be official, one would have to sit back and think, "Well, I'll be damned."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irony does not define itself any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what should this mean to all those who loved N'Sync and Bass? NOT A DAMN THING!! If it does, then you'd be quite the shallow person. Why should it matter if an artist or performer is gay? If I like someone's music, then find out he or she is gay, that doesn't mean the music suddenly sucks. I don't know about you, but I separate music and lifestyle. I don't care if Michael Jackson touched boys (ok, I care in the sense that if he did or were ever to actually do, I'd like to see justice do its job), Off The Wall is still a kick ass album. To hate someone's music because of their lifestyle is no different than liking someone's music because they have great hair. You're judging music based on something that has nothing to do with the music at all. This kind of pathetic judging, image over substance is why the majority of mainstream music to me sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-115396334058331771?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/115396334058331771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=115396334058331771' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115396334058331771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115396334058331771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/07/to-surprise-of-no-one.html' title='To The Surprise Of No One'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-115396201175289519</id><published>2006-07-26T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:53.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Could It Be Worse?</title><content type='html'>First 105.&lt;br /&gt;Then 110.&lt;br /&gt;Then 115.&lt;br /&gt;And today I had to work under the sun all day... and it was back to 105. Now, with all my complaining, I know there are a lot of people who work in much harder conditions in this heat and sun. You see, my mind is crazy. My body keeps telling my mind to fuck off. How these people are able to do hard labor in this kind of heat is amazing to me. Mainly because I couldn't last 1 minute doing what they do. I'm talking construction workers, PG&amp;E on-site workers, etc.. Not one minute. All I did today was scrape numbers off of cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I bring that up? Probably to humble myself and to remind myself that my job is more cozy than I tend to make it out to be. To contrast it this way, I hope, helps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-115396201175289519?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/115396201175289519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=115396201175289519' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115396201175289519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115396201175289519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/07/could-it-be-worse.html' title='Could It Be Worse?'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-115380461692089861</id><published>2006-07-24T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:53.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adding Five More</title><content type='html'>Make a post about the temps being 105 and it goes to 110. Make another post about it going to 100 and it goes to 115. So, by posting this, it better not go to 120!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a bit tough breathing at work today. Thankfully, I'm still alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-115380461692089861?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/115380461692089861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=115380461692089861' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115380461692089861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115380461692089861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/07/adding-five-more.html' title='Adding Five More'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-115353665997957912</id><published>2006-07-21T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:53.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Increase It</title><content type='html'>Sheesh. My last post discussed the insane heat where I live. I mentioned it to be at 105. I wished that was the worst of it. Instead, I'm now suffering through 110 degree heat. Thankfully, I'm off work the next two days and am able to get some rest away from the heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I am fearing Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-115353665997957912?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/115353665997957912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=115353665997957912' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115353665997957912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115353665997957912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/07/lets-increase-it.html' title='Let&apos;s Increase It'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-115337832188276598</id><published>2006-07-19T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:53.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nonstop Insanity</title><content type='html'>At least, that's the case with the weather. I really should be asleep instead of posting something, but I promised to do this at some point. So, I'll talk about how it's been around 105 for the past few days and how it's forecasted to not go below that anytime soon. What makes all this worse is that my work picks this time of all times to have everyone work a lot of overtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're supposed to be in a slow period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something's got to give. I only hope it's not my health.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-115337832188276598?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/115337832188276598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=115337832188276598' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115337832188276598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115337832188276598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/07/nonstop-insanity.html' title='Nonstop Insanity'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-115319127030477714</id><published>2006-07-17T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:53.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence Isn't An Option</title><content type='html'>I really don't have anything important to say. Probably stemming from me being brain dead thanks to working in 108 degree heat. The only reason for saying anything at all is because I don't want this to go too long without a post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I did make a Slurpee post and that wasn't exactly important either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-115319127030477714?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/115319127030477714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=115319127030477714' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115319127030477714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115319127030477714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/07/silence-isnt-option.html' title='Silence Isn&apos;t An Option'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-115293365397922564</id><published>2006-07-14T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:53.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience Is A Virgin</title><content type='html'>Here's my story coming home from work today. I got on the onramp to I-205 behind a car.  Bit of traffic upon merging, but I noticed two big openings. One in front of a car and one behind it. I tried to get in the gap in front of the car with the car in front of me, but decided as I got closer that it would be better to take the gap behind it. About a half mile later, the car I got behind decided not to pay attention to the road and smashed HARD into the car in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The car the got hit had the trunk moved up into the back seat, the back window smashed into a thousand pieces and I only hope they were alright. About a mile later, it dawned on me that had I decided to race in front instead of relaxing into the merge like I did, it would've been ME who would've been smashed into. Patience does have its rewards sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-115293365397922564?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/115293365397922564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=115293365397922564' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115293365397922564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115293365397922564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/07/patience-is-virgin.html' title='Patience Is A Virgin'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-115276173736352349</id><published>2006-07-12T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:52.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things Made From Pork</title><content type='html'>There's little one can do when driving an hour to work each morning with only an FM stereo to keep company. Especially when the radio stations pretty much suck. I've gotten into listening to a local morning show (&lt;a href="http://www.robarnieanddawn.com"&gt;Rob Arnie &amp; Dawn&lt;/a&gt;) which deserves to be national, but they know they'd jump the shark if they did that. Keep the pleasure underground. Makes lots of noise and fuck the world. Talk radio in full glory. However, saying all that is derailing me from the point of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They (meaning only Rob and Arnie) did a top 5 list this morning of &lt;a href="http://www.robarnieanddawn.com/Top5.htm"&gt;things made from pork&lt;/a&gt;. The list was as normal as I would expect, except for Rob's number 3. Prosciutto. When he said this, my ears perked up and if I were a dog, people would've noticed. Aside from the image of a dog driving. Let's stay focused here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never heard this one before. I knew there's a lot of things I have yet to discover (in other words, pay attention to), but I wouldn't have thought to discover one in a top 5 list. As such, this is something I need to buy and try. Leave no food behind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-115276173736352349?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/115276173736352349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=115276173736352349' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115276173736352349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115276173736352349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/07/things-made-from-pork.html' title='Things Made From Pork'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-115266908796840297</id><published>2006-07-11T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:52.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slurpee Day</title><content type='html'>Quick blog post to remind everyone that there is still time to head over to 7-11 on this day of 7-11 and grab yourself a Slurpee. You'll be glad you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Gulp's are suitable subsitutions. They did add 6 extra oz free for a limited time. Or so they say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-115266908796840297?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/115266908796840297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=115266908796840297' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115266908796840297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115266908796840297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/07/slurpee-day.html' title='Slurpee Day'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-115259217944228955</id><published>2006-07-10T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:52.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning Noise Into Bliss</title><content type='html'>I came across a video yesterday I've been looking for for God knows how long. Not many things ignite my creative mind, yet it's not quite so few and far between. This video came out the same year I started my internet obsession. 1997. Honestly, 1997 feels like it was 3 years ago instead of the 9 it actually is. Even so, this is something I never saw until around 3 years ago in which amazes me I even saw it in the first place. Chain saws never sounded so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DAHX8LiPZhY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DAHX8LiPZhY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coldcut and Hexstatic - "Timber"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-115259217944228955?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/115259217944228955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=115259217944228955' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115259217944228955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115259217944228955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/07/turning-noise-into-bliss.html' title='Turning Noise Into Bliss'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-115248761643543144</id><published>2006-07-09T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:52.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fine Tune A Fish</title><content type='html'>If you noticed (or perhaps not since I'm basically talking to myself here), I'm making alterations to this page. Slowly, but surely, it'll become the type of site I most want out of it. It won't be done overnight, nor will I think I'll ever accomplish my task. Learning is a neverending thing, you know. As long as it feels like home to me (as if I know what that means).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-115248761643543144?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/115248761643543144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=115248761643543144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115248761643543144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115248761643543144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/07/fine-tune-fish.html' title='Fine Tune A Fish'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-115205542747064778</id><published>2006-07-04T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:52.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Independence</title><content type='html'>We, as Americans*, each have our own way of defining what this day means to us. Some more extreme than others, but in the end, I believe we all show our love for this country on this day. That this country was founded on three ideals. Life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. Enjoy the fourth, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IAzh2g5aq6c"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IAzh2g5aq6c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*= If you're not an American reading this, then you understand why I'm not including you in this post. At least, I hope you do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-115205542747064778?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/115205542747064778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=115205542747064778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115205542747064778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115205542747064778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/07/independence.html' title='Independence'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-115198204587825441</id><published>2006-07-03T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:52.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fearing a Numa Numa II</title><content type='html'>I'm showing you this for sake of origin. That and to confess my love of anime. Course, it's probably the 50th time I've confessed that over the past 30+ years, but the first ever on a blog. Don't know if that means anything. I'm sure it doesn't. Anywhoo, the video's below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5GRkW-d0hTY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5GRkW-d0hTY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know it's not unusual for fans to emulate or show their love for what they enjoy, but &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4EtveuCueV8"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; is getting too close to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5UCmo31FNpc"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. And like the latter, there's more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WHMvfPhbb0s"&gt;People who can't do it right&lt;/a&gt;, yet doesn't stop girls from behaving as if they're the Beatles on Ed Sullivan. Uh, no. That reference doesn't show my age because that was around 8 years before I was born. I'm sure there are plenty of 15 year olds who know who Mr Ed is and that's around 40 years before their births. But, I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u12gN1s6lik"&gt;Someone who couldn't find an esper, but lots of Gundams.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ufuN-Hhw6iw"&gt;People in animal masks.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rJESndLuvDQ"&gt;Obsessive Flash addicts.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear on how much more versions will pop up, but... that's what being a fan is all about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-115198204587825441?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/115198204587825441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=115198204587825441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115198204587825441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/115198204587825441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/07/fearing-numa-numa-ii.html' title='Fearing a Numa Numa II'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-114982253449767505</id><published>2006-06-08T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:52.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In America, It's Called Marrying A Lawyer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.news24.com/News24/Backpage/Offbeat/0,,2-1343-1347_1944539,00.html"&gt;Gay marriage would lead to what??&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we allowed gay marriage, it could lead to people marrying animals... which is alright by Hindus appearantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could lead to polygamous marriages... which is alright by Utah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could lead to incest marriages and pedophile marriages... which is alright by Jerry Lee Lewis, some Amsterdam immigrants and Arkansas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gay marriages, it looks like, won't lead to anything because everything else has already been done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-114982253449767505?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/114982253449767505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=114982253449767505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/114982253449767505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/114982253449767505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/06/in-america-its-called-marrying-lawyer.html' title='In America, It&apos;s Called Marrying A Lawyer'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-114956458991813907</id><published>2006-06-05T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:52.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Bumps Are Unintentional</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/kIIj9bpCk24"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/kIIj9bpCk24" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;Take a look to the right of the ring during Haas' entrance. This happened on tonight's RAW. I'm even more amazed this clip was online so quickly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-114956458991813907?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/114956458991813907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=114956458991813907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/114956458991813907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/114956458991813907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/06/some-bumps-are-unintentional.html' title='Some Bumps Are Unintentional'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-114860591601139163</id><published>2006-05-25T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:51.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dos And Don'ts Of Vegas</title><content type='html'>The topic of a show a co-worker watched was brought up today about the dos and don'ts of Vegas (making me write that twice already). While I'm sure the show was informative, I think we can agree that the Vegas experience can be summed up in one do and one don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do: Gamble&lt;br /&gt;Don't: Win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or am I being cynical?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-114860591601139163?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/114860591601139163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=114860591601139163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/114860591601139163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/114860591601139163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/05/dos-and-donts-of-vegas.html' title='Dos And Don&apos;ts Of Vegas'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-114773893448010371</id><published>2006-05-15T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:51.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shakespeare's Inspirations</title><content type='html'>It's very well unknown that William Shakespeare worked with the originator of multi-part stories. He'd write part one to be played out one week and the next part the following week. Of course, this guy had trouble figuring out how to end each part to let the audience know there would be a next part. He asked his associates about a good line to use. One suggested to say "Continued". Another told him to say "To be continued". William heard all this and pondered to himself, "Hmmm. To be or not to be, that is the question."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-114773893448010371?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/114773893448010371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=114773893448010371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/114773893448010371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/114773893448010371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/05/shakespeares-inspirations.html' title='Shakespeare&apos;s Inspirations'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-114748552203050366</id><published>2006-05-12T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:51.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings Edited For Content</title><content type='html'>No introductory post?&lt;br /&gt;No hellos and warm welcomes?&lt;br /&gt;Why? It's nothing people crave to see. Which makes this entry contradictive by default. An introductive post stating no introduction? Like being non-comformist for the sake of being non-comformist. Course, non-conformist is an oxymoron if you allow it to define you. Conforming to a title.&lt;br /&gt;That's sidestepping my main point which is no point... why did I determine focus away from my wondering tangent again?&lt;br /&gt;I'll wonder in private for your benefit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-114748552203050366?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/114748552203050366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=114748552203050366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/114748552203050366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/114748552203050366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/05/greetings-edited-for-content.html' title='Greetings Edited For Content'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27962656.post-114740422061134144</id><published>2006-05-11T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:51.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Endless Conversations In Mono</title><content type='html'>Do I drift? How shall I drift? Through infinity under the guise of enternity?&lt;br /&gt;Do I dream? What shall I dream? Technicolor ponies cascading among metaphoric skyboxes? Perhaps a counterbalance to devolop the grandest paradox nonexistant admist towers of binary ideologies? Borders melt into omnipotence undiscovered and untainted. Clouds awes at random. Kaleidoscopic avenues merge creating chaotic masterpieces. Crowds responds, weaving in and out of their rebellions to the cue cards. Nothing becomes everything when fragments distract in sync. Beauty has no skin. Ugliness caters to the void. Undefinable disappearances concludes the flight.&lt;br /&gt;Do I breathe? How do I breathe? In the nose and out the mouth. Humanity has its limits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27962656-114740422061134144?l=abvag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/feeds/114740422061134144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27962656&amp;postID=114740422061134144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/114740422061134144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27962656/posts/default/114740422061134144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abvag.blogspot.com/2006/05/endless-conversations-in-m_114740422061134144.html' title='Endless Conversations In Mono'/><author><name>Abstract Vagabond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_T1mmjImr8/SknlWvHqnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OalH71NIoIk/S220/flashdolphin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
