<?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-12128779</id><updated>2011-07-26T11:56:45.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remlelation</title><subtitle type='html'>So I meet this wise old skunk in the middle of a dirt road and he offered me some magic beans, I said no but gave him my cow anyways. He gave me the gift to say what’s on my mind no matter if people don’t understand it or give a rat’s ass that I am saying it. I said that I used to have something like that and maybe I should go back to it. He gave me the middle finger and a wink from the eye and said….......to make the long story short 
I’M BACK PEOPLE!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-4880075714027108684</id><published>2007-08-22T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T14:47:40.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UP TO SPEED PICTURES</title><content type='html'>I know that it has been a long time since i have posted anything on my blog and i promise you more posts will come. but for now here are some pictures to get you all up to speed on things that have gone on this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAILEY'S FIRST BIRTHDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/Rsys6mBulEI/AAAAAAAAAG8/M2zBZLs2DLI/s1600-h/Picture+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101642600544113730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/Rsys6mBulEI/AAAAAAAAAG8/M2zBZLs2DLI/s320/Picture+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RsysmWBulDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/qt8BpBWt2Pw/s1600-h/Picture+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101642252651762738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RsysmWBulDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/qt8BpBWt2Pw/s320/Picture+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RsysXmBulCI/AAAAAAAAAGs/GaAJdpAE1iI/s1600-h/Picture+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101641999248692258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RsysXmBulCI/AAAAAAAAAGs/GaAJdpAE1iI/s320/Picture+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/Rsyr-mBulBI/AAAAAAAAAGk/7nYlOBpnaN8/s1600-h/Picture+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101641569751962642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/Rsyr-mBulBI/AAAAAAAAAGk/7nYlOBpnaN8/s320/Picture+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RsyrwGBulAI/AAAAAAAAAGc/6_6h2nNrBL4/s1600-h/Picture+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101641320643859458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RsyrwGBulAI/AAAAAAAAAGc/6_6h2nNrBL4/s320/Picture+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RsyriWBuk_I/AAAAAAAAAGU/BcR-eqqsJWA/s1600-h/Picture+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101641084420658162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RsyriWBuk_I/AAAAAAAAAGU/BcR-eqqsJWA/s320/Picture+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RsyqeGBuk7I/AAAAAAAAAF0/A0DLitYzlx0/s1600-h/Picture+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101639911894586290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RsyqeGBuk7I/AAAAAAAAAF0/A0DLitYzlx0/s320/Picture+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RsyqJGBuk6I/AAAAAAAAAFs/vnnjQuAjRPI/s1600-h/Picture+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101639551117333410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RsyqJGBuk6I/AAAAAAAAAFs/vnnjQuAjRPI/s320/Picture+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY 31ST BIRTHDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RsypDmBuk4I/AAAAAAAAAFc/w3vyA7glec8/s1600-h/100_1600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101638357116425090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RsypDmBuk4I/AAAAAAAAAFc/w3vyA7glec8/s320/100_1600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RsypD2Buk5I/AAAAAAAAAFk/OcZePtCE11I/s1600-h/100_1599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101638361411392402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RsypD2Buk5I/AAAAAAAAAFk/OcZePtCE11I/s320/100_1599.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RsyoyGBuk3I/AAAAAAAAAFU/6rNL-ldqNpc/s1600-h/100_1601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101638056468714354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RsyoyGBuk3I/AAAAAAAAAFU/6rNL-ldqNpc/s320/100_1601.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RsyohmBuk2I/AAAAAAAAAFM/K8NSsBD-pvQ/s1600-h/100_1603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101637773000872802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RsyohmBuk2I/AAAAAAAAAFM/K8NSsBD-pvQ/s320/100_1603.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RsyoV2Buk1I/AAAAAAAAAFE/_t0GYAaDA4I/s1600-h/100_1604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101637571137409874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RsyoV2Buk1I/AAAAAAAAAFE/_t0GYAaDA4I/s320/100_1604.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RsyoKmBuk0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/UoK9ocXrhrw/s1600-h/100_1606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101637377863881538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RsyoKmBuk0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/UoK9ocXrhrw/s320/100_1606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UNCLE EDDIE &amp; AUNT CINDY'S BABY SHOWER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/Rsyn9mBukzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/jj_-0LpvJ7M/s1600-h/100_1620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101637154525582130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/Rsyn9mBukzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/jj_-0LpvJ7M/s320/100_1620.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/Rsyn1WBukyI/AAAAAAAAAEs/fu8vC6o9DiU/s1600-h/100_1613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101637012791661346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/Rsyn1WBukyI/AAAAAAAAAEs/fu8vC6o9DiU/s320/100_1613.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RsylWWBukpI/AAAAAAAAADk/1JnyVvsy-Xw/s1600-h/100_1627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101634281192460946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RsylWWBukpI/AAAAAAAAADk/1JnyVvsy-Xw/s320/100_1627.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RsylEGBukoI/AAAAAAAAADc/hcdhdsPS8Zg/s1600-h/100_1624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101633967659848322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RsylEGBukoI/AAAAAAAAADc/hcdhdsPS8Zg/s320/100_1624.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/12128779-4880075714027108684?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/4880075714027108684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=4880075714027108684' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/4880075714027108684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/4880075714027108684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2007/08/up-to-speed-pictures.html' title='UP TO SPEED PICTURES'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/Rsys6mBulEI/AAAAAAAAAG8/M2zBZLs2DLI/s72-c/Picture+067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-5815439389781249172</id><published>2007-06-06T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T12:52:13.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>48 QUESTIONS</title><content type='html'>1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE? Yes, both my grandfathers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED? To long to remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING? No, that's why i'm typing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT? Turkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. DO YOU HAVE KIDS? I have a son (Matthew) and daughter (hailey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU? Sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT? YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS? Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP? Not unless i lose some weight  so the rope don't break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL? Crispix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF? Nope&lt;br /&gt;12. DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STRONG ? Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM? Orange sherbert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE? that they are there&lt;br /&gt;15. RED OR PINK? Red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. WHAT IS THE LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF? My anger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST? My friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO SEND THIS BACK TO YOU? Sure&lt;br /&gt;19. WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING? I'm not wearing any pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE? Sandwhich&lt;br /&gt;21. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? The Tv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE? Disco Gold&lt;br /&gt;23. FAVORITE SMELLS? Baked Bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE? My Wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU? Yeah, she's my sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Been in a car accident? Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH? Hockey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. HAIR COLOR? Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. EYE COLOR? Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS? No&lt;br /&gt;31. FAVORITE FOOD? Pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS? Scary Movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Warner Brothers/Disney? Warner Brothers&lt;br /&gt;34. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING? Gray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. SUMMER OR WINTER? Winter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36HUGS OR KISSES? Hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. FAVORITE DESSERT? Chocalite Cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND? No one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39 LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND? Everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING? The life and death of superman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41.WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? No mouse pad, using a laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON TV LAST NIGHT? Remember the titians&lt;br /&gt;43. FAVORITE SOUND? sleeping children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES? Beatles&lt;br /&gt;45. WHAT IS THE FURTHEST YOU HAVE BEEN FROM HOME? Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT? Yes, and only my wife will know what it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. WHERE WERE YOU BORN? San Francisco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. WHOSE ANSWERS ARE YOU LOOKING FORWARD TO GETTING BACK? Everyones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-5815439389781249172?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/5815439389781249172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=5815439389781249172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/5815439389781249172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/5815439389781249172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2007/06/48-questions.html' title='48 QUESTIONS'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-5617327535596037053</id><published>2007-06-06T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T09:35:38.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY GIRL LIKES TO PART ALL THE TIME</title><content type='html'>My daughter turned one years old so we had a part for her at Lemors Farm in halfmoon bay. here are some pictures in case you missed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072987191480161874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/Rmbe-QpIFlI/AAAAAAAAADM/sbC-ZChsfoA/s320/Picture+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this picture there are new friends and old cusins..... but all family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RmbewQpIFkI/AAAAAAAAADE/h1RX9-gVjhM/s1600-h/Picture+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072986950961993282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RmbewQpIFkI/AAAAAAAAADE/h1RX9-gVjhM/s320/Picture+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy giving the birthday girl a taste of what brother is going to be like when he gets older.......pushy and hungry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RmbecwpIFjI/AAAAAAAAAC8/N1UUJIwv__4/s1600-h/Picture+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072986615954544178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RmbecwpIFjI/AAAAAAAAAC8/N1UUJIwv__4/s320/Picture+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and Matthew feeding the live stock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RmbeLwpIFiI/AAAAAAAAAC0/TsF9XpImKqc/s1600-h/Picture+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072986323896768034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RmbeLwpIFiI/AAAAAAAAAC0/TsF9XpImKqc/s320/Picture+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little cowboy in training&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RmbdwgpIFhI/AAAAAAAAACs/HvXljWTAZ1k/s1600-h/Picture+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072985855745332754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RmbdwgpIFhI/AAAAAAAAACs/HvXljWTAZ1k/s320/Picture+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get any cake and this picture is telling me why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RmbdfQpIFgI/AAAAAAAAACk/OGJE4cWwJTQ/s1600-h/Picture+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072985559392589314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RmbdfQpIFgI/AAAAAAAAACk/OGJE4cWwJTQ/s320/Picture+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boys at her command to help her open presants.....she's just a diva in training&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RmbdQgpIFfI/AAAAAAAAACc/JJqaeuKDuuo/s1600-h/Picture+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072985305989518834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RmbdQgpIFfI/AAAAAAAAACc/JJqaeuKDuuo/s320/Picture+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she got gifts bigger then her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What was mostly great about the party is that we all just had a great time and lots of fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;John &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-7660310255642341871?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/7660310255642341871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=7660310255642341871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/7660310255642341871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/7660310255642341871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2007/05/create-your-own-friend-quiz-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-1792733117702903322</id><published>2007-05-02T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T15:15:24.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP, I NEED SOMEBODY HELP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ia.ec.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/40/37/72/10m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://ia.ec.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/40/37/72/10m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of the things that i have been working on at work is a movie trivia where the customer who answers 3 questions right from a movie playing upstairs in the theatre right wins a pretzel of their choice for free. Itr's been working good. And starting to catch on. With spider-man 3 starting on friday i want my next questions to be from that. So i am looking for you all to help come up with questions. The only thing is that they must be able to be answered just by seeing the movie. This will be a new thing i'll post the movie that I am going to use and you guys post what you think the questions should be. But you must also post the answers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Later&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Remle&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-1792733117702903322?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/1792733117702903322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=1792733117702903322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/1792733117702903322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/1792733117702903322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2007/05/help-i-need-somebody-help.html' title='HELP, I NEED SOMEBODY HELP!'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-6453901796724548177</id><published>2007-05-02T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T14:43:05.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VACATION; ROCK'N GOOD TIME</title><content type='html'>I had an wonderful time on my vacation. I know your wondering if i came back on saturday why did it take so long to post about it. Truth is the day after i came back I got sick and still am today. just haven't felt like doing much of anything. But here is the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RjkBgtLXAlI/AAAAAAAAACE/mtJPymPgIzE/s1600-h/Picture+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060077317722145362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RjkBgtLXAlI/AAAAAAAAACE/mtJPymPgIzE/s320/Picture+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That suday we dropped the kids off at my parents house. That monday we flew out to LA and boarder the ship around 1:00pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RjkBOtLXAkI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7wfrgIWKzvo/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060077008484500034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RjkBOtLXAkI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7wfrgIWKzvo/s320/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did get our luggage fort a while so went to check out the room. It was kind of cool because we never had a room with a view. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RjkBBNLXAjI/AAAAAAAAAB0/BBrFZMVn4SM/s1600-h/Picture+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060076776556266034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RjkBBNLXAjI/AAAAAAAAAB0/BBrFZMVn4SM/s320/Picture+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So with time to kill and no luggage we decided to explore the ship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RjkAx9LXAiI/AAAAAAAAABs/6x0tJg_Vl6w/s1600-h/Picture+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060076514563260962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RjkAx9LXAiI/AAAAAAAAABs/6x0tJg_Vl6w/s320/Picture+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still exploring the ship until the first stop Catalina island.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RjkAe9LXAhI/AAAAAAAAABk/xJpDSRpNVnY/s1600-h/Picture+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060076188145746450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RjkAe9LXAhI/AAAAAAAAABk/xJpDSRpNVnY/s320/Picture+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not much to really do on Catalina except shopping.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I even got a fashion show from my wife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RjkANdLXAgI/AAAAAAAAABc/KuB-1cSky0o/s1600-h/Picture+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060075887498035714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RjkANdLXAgI/AAAAAAAAABc/KuB-1cSky0o/s320/Picture+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other thing to do in Catalina was the sight seeing. the pic above is the movie theatre where they only show one movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/Rjj_99LXAfI/AAAAAAAAABU/ifjESs5MYbY/s1600-h/Picture+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060075621210063346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/Rjj_99LXAfI/AAAAAAAAABU/ifjESs5MYbY/s320/Picture+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we even had some locals say good-bye as we were leaving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/Rjj_v9LXAeI/AAAAAAAAABM/rYK2jf14WCU/s1600-h/Picture+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060075380691894754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/Rjj_v9LXAeI/AAAAAAAAABM/rYK2jf14WCU/s320/Picture+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ensenada Mexico was a different story. It was more of a party town. We took a tour called "A taste of Mexico" where they showed you how to make Mexican dishes. you can imagian our suprise when we found what we were going to make.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/Rjj_jNLXAdI/AAAAAAAAABE/VIVP4KbAxGc/s1600-h/Picture+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060075161648562642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/Rjj_jNLXAdI/AAAAAAAAABE/VIVP4KbAxGc/s320/Picture+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..............guacamole!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/Rjj_ANLXAcI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Ycs6iDlCas8/s1600-h/Picture+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060074560353141186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/Rjj_ANLXAcI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Ycs6iDlCas8/s320/Picture+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There we made some new friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/Rjj-ktLXAbI/AAAAAAAAAA0/tX6XI8SpXXo/s1600-h/Picture+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060074087906738610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/Rjj-ktLXAbI/AAAAAAAAAA0/tX6XI8SpXXo/s320/Picture+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The people there were very friendly, But don't worry i didn't cheat on my wife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/Rjj-T9LXAaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/XChFkqoACg0/s1600-h/Picture+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060073800143929762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/Rjj-T9LXAaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/XChFkqoACg0/s320/Picture+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our last day at sea we just relaxed and played some mini-golf. And that was our trip. Now i need to go take a nap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remle&lt;br /&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/12128779-6453901796724548177?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/6453901796724548177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=6453901796724548177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/6453901796724548177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/6453901796724548177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2007/05/vacation-rockn-good-time.html' title='VACATION; ROCK&apos;N GOOD TIME'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeScqkFkRPk/RjkBgtLXAlI/AAAAAAAAACE/mtJPymPgIzE/s72-c/Picture+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-3109438458417958516</id><published>2007-04-18T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T00:12:34.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.carnival.com/CMS/images/misc/PagePhotos/Virtual_Tours/pa/qtvr_ship_photo_pa.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.carnival.com/CMS/images/misc/PagePhotos/Virtual_Tours/pa/qtvr_ship_photo_pa.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’m not sure if I have mentioned this before, but I should have every day. But there is no good time to start then now. I have a wonderful loving wife. And I know what you all must be thinking, and the answer is no I’m not in the dog house (at least I don’t think so) trying to make up for what I have done. I know if you ask any married man they will tell you that they are married a wonderful loving wife also. But I really am. Not only does she put up with my lazy butt but also for the nice things she does for me. When I say that I am lazy like most guys I don’t like to do the dishes, take out the trash, or even dust &amp;amp; vacuum. Just like most people I don’t like doing any of this. Not because I think it’s women’s work and not men, because I don’t. Not because it’s work. It’s because not only do I clean at home but I also do it at work. Now for years I have tried to make my wife understand this, but I thought I failed until she being the wonderful loving wife she is gave me a vacation. Not just a normal vacation, but a cruise. I know your thinking what’s the big fucking deal about a cruise. We went on a cruise for our honeymoon. But I’m telling you this cruise is deferent for three reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.) This trip couldn’t come at any better of a time. The wife and I are both stressed about work and could really use a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.) A cruise you don’t have to do anything. No cleaning. Don’t have to plane your meals. It is all done for you. All you have to do is relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.) this time my wife wont be pregnant like she was when we went on out 1 year anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So to all of you reading this I recommend 2 things for you to do. First, go on a cruise it’s the actually definition to the word vacation. Second, Find a loving, caring, wonderful women like it did. She’s is so special to me, my world, my strength. I don’t know where I would be with out her. I love her with all my heart, mind, and soul.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU FLOWER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later All&lt;br /&gt;Remle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-3109438458417958516?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/3109438458417958516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=3109438458417958516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/3109438458417958516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/3109438458417958516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-not-sure-if-i-have-mentioned-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-117650677493658938</id><published>2007-04-13T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T16:26:14.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHUT UP.....JUST PIC IT!</title><content type='html'>I was looking back on my past posts and realized that I promised you all pics of Hailey when she was born. Well her she is, a little late, and a little older, and some of her brother also………enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/747/1012/1600/769654/100_1374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/747/1012/200/943710/100_1374.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/747/1012/1600/725722/100_1404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/747/1012/200/883313/100_1404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/747/1012/1600/800698/100_1407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/747/1012/200/258375/100_1407.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/747/1012/1600/934529/100_1450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/747/1012/200/357599/100_1450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/747/1012/1600/213708/100_1422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/747/1012/200/569732/100_1422.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/747/1012/1600/100_1427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/747/1012/200/228254/100_1427.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/747/1012/1600/107147/100_1414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/747/1012/200/281362/100_1414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-117650677493658938?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/117650677493658938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=117650677493658938' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/117650677493658938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/117650677493658938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2007/04/shut-upjust-pic-it.html' title='SHUT UP.....JUST PIC IT!'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-117648207697492056</id><published>2007-04-13T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T09:34:36.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YO HO……A PIRATES LIFE FOR ME</title><content type='html'>Back when I was a kid I had several hobbies. From collecting comic books, baseball cards, and even music. But I have mostly put all those a side (except comics I was thinking about getting back into). Well now I wanted a hobby that could benefit not only me but also my family, So almost every day I sit in the company of my home (yes I know what I said, my home keeps me company) and I perform illegal acts by making copies of movies. I know what I am doing is considered illegal but I don’t think it’s should be. The definition of a pirateder is someone who makes a copy of a movie and distributes it for money. I don’t do that. I don’t sit in a movie theater with a video camera and record what’s on the screen. I don’t make 100 copies of a movie and sell it in shopping center parking lot. All I do is rent my movie from the video store and if I like it I make a copy of it for my own library. The only time I distribute it out is when I loan it to my father-in-law to watch. Now I ask you does that sound like what I am doing should really be a crime? It’s not like am murdering anyone (even though there are some people I could think of doing that to). It’s not like I’m robbing a bank (even though there are some places that carry cash that I could take down). I could even go to jail for make a copy of a movie that bought out right (I own it). I ask you is that fair? I will be honest I think that it should be illegal but to a cretin point. Yes, sitting in a theatre with a video camera should be illegal. Selling those movies should be illegal. But what I do shouldn’t be illegal because I am not looking to make a profit. I’m just a cheap bastured that doesn’t want to pay for his movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you think what I am doing is wrong and have your reasons for it let me know I would love to hear your points and views. Or if you agree with me I would love to here from you also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for you time&lt;br /&gt;Remle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-117648207697492056?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/117648207697492056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=117648207697492056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/117648207697492056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/117648207697492056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2007/04/yo-hoa-pirates-life-for-me.html' title='YO HO……A PIRATES LIFE FOR ME'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-117647871479663487</id><published>2007-04-13T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T08:38:34.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S SO GOOD TO BE BACK!.........but why?</title><content type='html'>You know, I have been asked a couple of times why I started up the blog again (mostly from myself). Well, it’s been a year since I said that I was going to end the blog because no one was reading it or responding to it. Now that year has gone I’m a little older, a little more wise, and not as fat. I remembered that I started this blog knowing that no one was going to read it and I didn’t really give a shit. Well I decided I want to feel like Christian Slater in the movie “Pump Up The Volume” he didn’t know anyone was listening to him on that stupid radio stuff. And then he comes to find that he has a whole cult following. I kind to like to think of my blog like that. That I am just talking to no one, but really I have this cult following. Plus it’s either this or picking people off from a roof top with ak-47. And I think this is the better of the two. So post comments if you like or don’t, I don’t care. Like I said before it’s going to be more miss-spelled words, more cursing, but all the same bull-shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;br /&gt;Remle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-117647871479663487?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/117647871479663487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=117647871479663487' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/117647871479663487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/117647871479663487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-so-good-to-be-backbut-why.html' title='IT&apos;S SO GOOD TO BE BACK!.........but why?'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-117618951029786358</id><published>2007-04-10T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T00:18:30.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LADIES AND GENTAILMEN IT'S SO GOOD TO BE BACK!</title><content type='html'>First let me say it’s so good to be back I have a lot of things to say and I don’t care who hears me. This time around there is going to be more talk, more cursing, but all same boring bull-shit. Here is some updates of what’s been going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Book (untitled)- The book is still being worked on. It seems that every time I get to carton point something bad happens. The first time I had the book on paper and a copy of it on disc, but then the disc crashed and the papers seemed to disappear. Then I got a new computer and saved on a floppy disc but then that computer crashed and I don’t have a a-drive on any of my computers. For a while I was saving it to my laptop. But then my laptop crashed and I had to get a new hard drive. So now I am stuck rewriting it again. But don’t worry I will get it done, oh yes it will be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work- Blockbuster is doing good. Only thing is I don’t work there anymore. I am still a assistant manager only now it’s in the fast-food industry (actually the snack bar industry). I am a assistant manager for a place called “Wetzel Pretzels” were as you can guess they make pretzels. I like the job a lot. Best part is we get to do our own promotions. And it’s profit sharing, so I get some of the profits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family- The family is doing great. The wife and I are still together which surprises me because I thought she would want to dump my ass long time ago. I’m sure the thought has crossed her mind. The kids are doing fine. Matthew is now 3 years old. He is going to school a couple of days a week and is playing soccer on the weekends. Hailey is now 10 months and is crawling all over the place and trying to stand and walk. She steals her brothers toys whenever she gets a chance. They are growing up so fast (tear).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vacation- haven’t really gotten one of these but I will be going on a cruse in a week and a half. I will post more about this later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you all are up to speed. If there is anything I am forget I’ll post about it later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-117618951029786358?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/117618951029786358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=117618951029786358' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/117618951029786358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/117618951029786358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2007/04/ladies-and-gentailmen-its-so-good-to.html' title='LADIES AND GENTAILMEN IT&apos;S SO GOOD TO BE BACK!'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-114940903838111801</id><published>2006-06-04T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T18:41:05.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ALL HAIL BABY HAILEY!!!!</title><content type='html'>The Story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s 12:30am Friday morning and I turn off the TV to go to bed. As soon as my head hit the pillow I was out like a light. At around 1:15am that same morning my wife wakes me up telling me to call her parents so they can come watch Matthew (our son) it was time. At first I thought that this was just another gold-stones attack (she was diagnosed just a month before) but it was contractions. I made her walk around out side while we waited for her parents to come but the pain never left. That told me that it wasn’t false labor. We raced to the hospital and they get my wife al situated and start monitoring her. To make the long story short they told her that she was having strong contractions every 5 minutes apart (which is when they tell you need to come to the hospital) but she was only 2 centimeters dilated (they only keep you when you are 3 or more centimeters) and the sent us home around 7:00am that morning. My wife called her doctor at 8am and they told her to come in which we did (still no sleep for me). We see her doctor and after telling her about our fun night at the hospital she decides to stir things around in my wife (I’ll spare you with the details of that) and told us to come back around 2:30pm to see if there was any change and we did. We didn’t really understand why. I mean what the hell is going to change from 8am to 2:30pm. But when we went back to the doctors it turns out my wife was now 3 centimeters dilated. So she decides to induced my wife ( make the baby come now) even though she wasn’t going to be the doctor on call that night. So we went to the hospital and again they got my wife situated. And that begun the labor. It lasted from that Friday evening and through the night (still no sleep). But at 1:22pm Saturday the 27th Hailey Jordyn Throne was born. It took song long of a labor because when a baby is ready to come out they are on their stomachs but Hailey was on her back still. She never turned because the cord was rapped around her throat. But she finally here now to enjoy the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures to come&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-114940903838111801?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/114940903838111801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=114940903838111801' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/114940903838111801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/114940903838111801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2006/06/all-hail-baby-hailey.html' title='ALL HAIL BABY HAILEY!!!!'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-114647075119592606</id><published>2006-05-01T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T01:05:51.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A QUICKY</title><content type='html'>You know I think it's funny when I first posted on this blog last April alot of people commented on it (even people I didn't know) but then as I kept posting the comments stopped. But then when I said that the blog was going to end people came out of no where and started commenting again. I know they said that they were sad to see the blog go. But the way I took it as I don't get a comment for months and months and then you all start commenting when I said it's the end likt your telling me wooohooo, it's over he's finally going to shut up. I know your all going to say that's not how you ment it, but then why did it take the for me to say the blog will be coming to end for you all to comment on it again. well it will come to an end I even have a date for it. June 9th, 2006. I will be posting until then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later My Peeps&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-114647075119592606?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/114647075119592606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=114647075119592606' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/114647075119592606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/114647075119592606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2006/05/quicky.html' title='A QUICKY'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-114647018017603144</id><published>2006-05-01T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T00:56:20.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SORRY LADIES</title><content type='html'>I know I said the post of my daughter Hailey was going to be my last but I just had to get this off my chest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching one of my may favorite movies of all time “Forest Gump” and the scene where Forest asked Jenny to marry him. Now for all of you who don’t remember let me refresh your memory. Forest asked Jenny to marry him, and Jenny says , “You don’t want to marry me forest.”&lt;br /&gt;Now I have seen this scene over three hundred times (like I said it’s one of my favorite movie) But for some reason it made me mad. Here you have a man (Forest) who cares about this women (jenny) he respects her, cuts fresh flowers for her (every morning) listens and talks to her, he’s funny caring, and also not afraid to ask for help when he needs it. Over all a perfect man when it comes to a relationship. But she turns him down, why? Because she’s got problems. We all new what her problem was she was a dirty, slutty, skanky hor. Now for all of you who don’t remember what Forests response was let me tell you. He said, “I’m not a smart man, but I know what love is.” Now for those of you who are to stupid to under stand what this means let me break it down for you. He’s saying I’m not a smart man, hell I’m a dumb fuck ( which most men are) and I know that you’re a dirty, slutty, skanky hor, but I’m willing to look past that and spend a lifetime together. So how does Jenny respond by doing something that some of you women do better then filling your fucking fingernails. She sleeps with him and then runs like the wind.&lt;br /&gt;I know your saying “John why are you so mad, it’s just a movie, it’s not real, forest is not real.” And your right I know it’s not real, but the situation is. See that’s what part of my book is about. Back in high school I must have asked out a couple (hundred) girls on dates and I got turned down only a couple (hundred) times. I asked a close friend of mine (one of the girls who turned me down) And I asked why all these girls were turning me down, it wasn’t like I was asking for marriage. She said “That I was the sweatiest, caring, funny over all nicest guy anyone could know, and because of that they don’t deserve me. That had to be the most dumbest, stupidest , most insulting thing to say to a person. You all say stupid shit like that and then wonder why there has never been a women president. You say you want the perfect relationship that will make you happy, but when it is offered to you or staring you right in the face it’s like and orgasm, you never really find it.&lt;br /&gt;Now I have nothing against women, hell I am married to the most beautiful, sweatiest, sexiest women that I love with all my heart. Not all women are like what I just described, but to those ladies who are not like what I just described (you know who you are) this is your gender I’m talking about so please do something about those other women because they are fucking it up for the rest of you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-114647018017603144?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/114647018017603144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=114647018017603144' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/114647018017603144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/114647018017603144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2006/05/sorry-ladies.html' title='SORRY LADIES'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-114603020726406622</id><published>2006-04-25T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T22:43:27.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S OVER........IT'S ALL OVER!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>It's the end. IT's all comming to an end. There will be no sign. There will be no warning. There will only be silence. I have relized that it has been over a year since I have started this blog and I must say it has been a good run. But lets be honest no one is reading this thing anymore and I still have stuff to say I just don't want to say it anymore. I will Be posting one more time to introduce all of you when hailey (with in the next 4 weeks) comes but after that it will be done. But like they always say having a kid changes things and maybe it will make me change my mind about ending "Remlelation" but I wouldn't count on it! so I will would like to leave all of you with one of my lines from the very first posts that I did on here of "A Walk In The Park"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't say that I'll miss all of you, and I won't say that I'll try. But I'll enjoy the change"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya all&lt;br /&gt;Remle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-114603020726406622?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/114603020726406622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=114603020726406622' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/114603020726406622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/114603020726406622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-overits-all-over.html' title='IT&apos;S OVER........IT&apos;S ALL OVER!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-114508531381978166</id><published>2006-04-14T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T00:15:13.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVIE REVIEW: HOSTEL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/62/05/99m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/62/05/99m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The movie "Hostel" is about 3 guys backpacking Through Europe looking for what all guys are looking for in a horror movie SEX! During their search they come across a small town where you can pay to do anything you want……..and I mean anything. So one by one they get kidnap and taken to be tortured and killed. This movie was sick, stupid, and pointless. And I thing hostel stands for Horrible ongoing shit that’s extreme letdown. Now I don’t mind a movie that’s sick, hell that’s the best kind of horror movies. And stupid is also ok to me because when going into a horror movie you have to expect it to be stupid because most horror movies are. Pointless is hard for me to have in any movie. I like a movie that has a plot or has a point. But every once and a while I come across a movie that has no plot or point and I end up still liking it. But what I can’t stand is a that is all three. That just tells me that the people that made this movie are just a stupid as the people that are going to see this movie (or have seen it already) and like it. I got to honestly say that there has not been a decent horror movie made in the longest time. But Hostel is available on DVD Tuesday April 18th. Be sure to not rent it, spit on it, piss on it. Or anything else you can think of.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-114508531381978166?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/114508531381978166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=114508531381978166' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/114508531381978166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/114508531381978166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2006/04/movie-review-hostel.html' title='MOVIE REVIEW: HOSTEL'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-114465344090294053</id><published>2006-04-10T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T00:17:20.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SONG OF THE TIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fever For The Flava&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;by Hot Action Cop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you think that I can get some jiggy jiggy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe just a little finga sticky sticky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You my electrical lip balm flava&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I gotta do ya until the next song saves ya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And can I get a little zip zip lookie lookie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe just a little uh uh nookie nookie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey whatcha say, it doesn' matter anyway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You won? do another cause you'e getting with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She got the power of the hoochie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got the fever for the flava of the coochieAnd did I mention, hey pay attentionGonna take that bootie to the nudie dimensionI got the green glow under my carI got the boom boom system you can hear real far&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh hey hey hey hey hey hey oh pretty pretty shy whoap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh hey hey hey hey hey hey oh pretty pretty fly whoap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do I have to say to get inside girl what do I have to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can I get a little yum, yum gitty gitty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just a little sumthin sumthin itty bitty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you wanna get triple x groovie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gimme gimme some of that kinda movie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And let me spin ya like a record wicky wicky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let me get you butt naked licky licky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here we go yo here the scenario&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gonna strip you down like a car in the barrio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ya got the power of the hoochie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I' your lovey dovey bedtime playa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Call me the super sexy boogie man slayer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got the green glow under my car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got the boom boom system you can hear real far&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Repeat Chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got the fever for the flava of a coochie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got the fever for the flava of the coochie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whoap Whoap Go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you think that I can get some jiggy jiggy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe just a little finga sticky sticky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You wanna suck it like a bong hit Wack It&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You gotta be my first lady , Jackie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She got the power of the hoochie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got the fever for the flava of the coochie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let' party hardy and rock n'roll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We drink Bacardi and smoke a bowl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got the green glow under my car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got the boom boom system you can hear real far&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Repeat Chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got the fever for the flava of the coochie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hoochie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got the fever for the flava of the coochie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whoap Whoap Go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-114465344090294053?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/114465344090294053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=114465344090294053' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/114465344090294053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/114465344090294053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2006/04/song-of-time.html' title='SONG OF THE TIME'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-114305694415892351</id><published>2006-03-22T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T11:49:04.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOP 10 LOVE SONGS</title><content type='html'>Because everyone need to find true love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Because I loveYou - Steve B&lt;br /&gt;9. Don't Want to miss a thing - aerrowsmith&lt;br /&gt;8. My darling I - Berry White&lt;br /&gt;7. When the one you love is in love with someone else - Rod Stewart&lt;br /&gt;6. Dream a little dream of me - Mickey Thomas &amp; Mel Torme&lt;br /&gt;5. The way you do the things you do - UB40&lt;br /&gt;4. Accidently in love - Counting Crows&lt;br /&gt;3. Into The Mystic - Van Morrison&lt;br /&gt;2. Cry Ophla - Adam Cohen&lt;br /&gt;1. Die without you - P.M. Dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if there is anyone that still reads my blog I would like you to tell me what your favorite love song is and why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-114305694415892351?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/114305694415892351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=114305694415892351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/114305694415892351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/114305694415892351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2006/03/top-10-love-songs_22.html' title='TOP 10 LOVE SONGS'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-114305675724485313</id><published>2006-03-22T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T11:45:57.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SONG OF THE TIME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"You And Me"&lt;br /&gt;by Lifehouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What day is it? And in what month?&lt;br /&gt;This clock never seemed so alive&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep up and I can't back down&lt;br /&gt;I've been losing so much time&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;And it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;All of the things that I want to say just aren't coming out right&lt;br /&gt;I'm tripping on words&lt;br /&gt;You've got my head spinning&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to go from here&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to prove&lt;br /&gt;And it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;There's something about you now&lt;br /&gt;I can't quite figure out&lt;br /&gt;Everything she does is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Everything she does is right&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;And it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;and me and all of the people with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to prove&lt;br /&gt;And it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;What day is it?&lt;br /&gt;And in what month?&lt;br /&gt;This clock never seemed so alive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-114305675724485313?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/114305675724485313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=114305675724485313' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/114305675724485313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/114305675724485313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2006/03/song-of-time_22.html' title='SONG OF THE TIME!'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-114137692157305168</id><published>2006-03-03T00:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T01:08:41.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parental Aggression is Advised</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/41/03/26m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/41/03/26m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I get home late at night I will find myself munching on my dinner and channel surfing on the TV. Normally I would end up watching nick-at-night but only after I have gone over all 700 stations. One night (several nights ago) I came across the station “MTV” and on was this show that looked like it was no script, just guy entertaining a camcorder. Now we all know MTV is known for showing crap shows (it’s in their nature). But this mindless dribble was low even for them. I thought to myself “how the hell did this fat, marshmallow, no talented schmuck get a show like this. After watching the show for less then a minute (and losing 1000 brain cells) I found out that the show was called “The Andy Milonakis Show” (named after the schmuck above). I turned the channel and didn’t give anymore thought. Later down the line I saw the movie “Waiting”. Not that good of a movie, but it did have a couple of lines that I liked. And in this movie is the fat, marshmallow, no talented schmuck in the movie. Now I now they weren’t looking to cast academy award winning actors and actresses but they could do better then him. I got a little concerned but I to let it go. On the way home tonight I was channel surfing my radio and I came across the show “Love Lines” on 105.3 and there was that fat, marshmallow, no talented schmuck on the show. And that’s just when I lost it. Who the fuck is this guy? The only thing I can think of his is who the hell did he sleep with to get where he is at? But look at that picture and tell me who the hell would eve n sleep with that. If I know that all it took was to act like a fucking retard to make it big in the entertainment industry, Hell! I would have been doing that a long time ago. I think what makes me the most mad is I am just like him. I too am a fat, marshmallow, no talented schmuck just like him (even the same age). But the difference between me and him I’m not fucking flaunting it! So here is what I think we should do. I think we should take this Andy guy and drag him out into the middle of the street and have him shot. The take the person that gave him the keys to the castle (a carrier) hang them by their toes and beat them like a fucking piñata so they don’t do something as dumb ever again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good-night&lt;br /&gt;-John&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-114137692157305168?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/114137692157305168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=114137692157305168' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/114137692157305168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/114137692157305168'/><link 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rich&lt;br /&gt;Have alot of houses and cars&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't know which one was which&lt;br /&gt;And finding me a chick and getting hitched&lt;br /&gt;Living the fairy tale life perfect without a ditch&lt;br /&gt;You think that this would bring me happiness&lt;br /&gt;If at the end of every rainbow&lt;br /&gt;There was a treasure chest&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes having more is really less&lt;br /&gt;So take a look inside yourself&lt;br /&gt;You'll realize you're really blessed&lt;br /&gt;No matter how inside you're blue&lt;br /&gt;There's always someone who has it worse than you&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you gotta pay your dues&lt;br /&gt;So don't worry just push on through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep'n it real&lt;br /&gt;Gotta big up all my peoples who be working on the future&lt;br /&gt;Though they know they gotta struggle&lt;br /&gt;Keep'n it real&lt;br /&gt;To all my homies working on the 9 to 5&lt;br /&gt;And doing right to keep themselves up out of trouble&lt;br /&gt;Keep'n it real&lt;br /&gt;Although sometimes I know it seems impossible&lt;br /&gt;There ain't no need in drowning in your sorrows&lt;br /&gt;Keep'n it real&lt;br /&gt;If things are as bad as they can be&lt;br /&gt;You can be sure there'll be a brighter tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep'n it real&lt;br /&gt;Gotta big up all my peoples who be working on the future&lt;br /&gt;Though they know they gotta struggle&lt;br /&gt;Keep'n it real&lt;br /&gt;To all my homies working on the 9 to 5&lt;br /&gt;And doing right to keep themselves up out of trouble&lt;br /&gt;Keep'n it real&lt;br /&gt;Although sometimes I know it seems impossible&lt;br /&gt;There ain't no need in drowning in your sorrows&lt;br /&gt;Keep'n it real&lt;br /&gt;If things are as bad as they can be&lt;br /&gt;You can be sure there'll be a brighter tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I forgot to have myself the house, the mansion, and the Benz&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the type of brother who be making mad ends&lt;br /&gt;I got myself a girl but we be kickin' it as friends&lt;br /&gt;Is not enough for me now that depends&lt;br /&gt;Again- not everthing you want is everything you really need&lt;br /&gt;The standard of society is more devated by greed&lt;br /&gt;Are you prepared to follow&lt;br /&gt;Tell me are you prepared to leave&lt;br /&gt;So persevere and you'll suceed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep'n it real&lt;br /&gt;Gotta big up all my peoples who be working on the future&lt;br /&gt;Though they know they gotta struggle&lt;br /&gt;Keep'n it real&lt;br /&gt;To all my homies working on the 9 to 5&lt;br /&gt;And doing right to keep themselves up out of trouble&lt;br /&gt;Keep'n it real&lt;br /&gt;Although sometimes I know it seems impossible&lt;br /&gt;There ain't no need in drowning in your sorrows&lt;br /&gt;Keep'n it real&lt;br /&gt;If things are as bad as they can be&lt;br /&gt;You can be sure there'll be a brighter tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hook]&lt;br /&gt;All the harsh realities&lt;br /&gt;Appears to come into centuries&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry cuz&lt;br /&gt;There'll be a better day&lt;br /&gt;One thing I can promise you&lt;br /&gt;Just keep on keeping on&lt;br /&gt;I swear to you&lt;br /&gt;There's gonna be a brighter day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep'n it real&lt;br /&gt;Gotta big up all my peoples who be working on the future&lt;br /&gt;Though they know they gotta struggle&lt;br /&gt;Keep'n it real&lt;br /&gt;To all my homies working on the 9 to 5&lt;br /&gt;And doing right to keep themselves up out of trouble&lt;br /&gt;Keep'n it real&lt;br /&gt;Although sometimes I know it seems impossible&lt;br /&gt;There ain't no need in drowning in your sorrows&lt;br /&gt;Keep'n it real&lt;br /&gt;If things are as bad as they can be&lt;br /&gt;You can be sure there'll be a brighter tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the days I use to dream of being rich&lt;br /&gt;Have alot of houses and cars&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't know which one was which&lt;br /&gt;And finding me a chick and getting hitched&lt;br /&gt;Living the fairy tale life perfect witout a ditch&lt;br /&gt;You think that this would bring me happiness&lt;br /&gt;If at the end of every rainbow there was a treasure chest&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes having more is really less&lt;br /&gt;So take a look inside yourself You'll realize you're really blessed&lt;br /&gt;No matter how inside you're blue&lt;br /&gt;There's always someone who has it worse than you&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you gotta pay your dues&lt;br /&gt;So don't worry just push on through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep'n it real&lt;br /&gt;Gotta big up all my peoples who be working on the future&lt;br /&gt;Though they know they gotta struggle&lt;br /&gt;Keep'n it real&lt;br /&gt;To all my homies working on the 9 to 5&lt;br /&gt;And doing right to keep themselves up out of trouble&lt;br /&gt;Keep'n it real&lt;br /&gt;Although sometimes I know it seems impossible&lt;br /&gt;There ain't no need in drowning in your sorrows&lt;br /&gt;Keep'n it real&lt;br /&gt;If things are as bad as they can be&lt;br /&gt;You can be sure there'll be a brighter tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, see me, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Give thanks fa wha you have, ya kno&lt;br /&gt;And when you think that its bad&lt;br /&gt;There's always somebody that's worse&lt;br /&gt;Kno what I'm sayin'Give Jah blessing, see me&lt;br /&gt;Wa-wa, Wa-wa&lt;br /&gt;Wa-wa, wa-wa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-114102237026259617?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/114102237026259617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=114102237026259617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/747/1012/200/100_0930.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the meny beachs that we visted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/747/1012/1600/100_0773.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/747/1012/200/100_0773.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/747/1012/1600/100_0773.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son Matthew getting into the spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/747/1012/1600/100_0900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/747/1012/200/100_0900.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dole Plantation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/747/1012/1600/100_0879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/747/1012/200/100_0879.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pearl Harbor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/747/1012/1600/100_0809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/747/1012/200/100_0809.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tammi's brother (Ed) and Cindy's wedding (the whole reason why we were there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/747/1012/1600/100_0793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/747/1012/200/100_0793.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tammi &amp; Matthew on the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/747/1012/1600/100_0776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/747/1012/200/100_0776.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most beautiful sunset from our hotel (when it wasn't raining)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pics to come if I have time or a faster computer (whatever comes first)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-114081609922459223?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/114081609922459223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=114081609922459223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/114081609922459223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/114081609922459223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2006/02/long-awaited-hawaii-pics.html' title='LONG AWAITED HAWAII PICS'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-114080908240778045</id><published>2006-02-24T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T11:24:42.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SONG OF THE TIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Blues Man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by Uncle Kracker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey What chu' tryin' to do&lt;br /&gt;Why you tryin' to see through me baby&lt;br /&gt;It's way too hazy&lt;br /&gt;Hey I'm still feelin' the same&lt;br /&gt;So don't go tryin' to change me baby&lt;br /&gt;You can't save me&lt;br /&gt;So many people try to bring me down&lt;br /&gt;They wouldn't last a second in my town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey I've always been a blues man&lt;br /&gt;Hey I little rhythm and blues man&lt;br /&gt;Don't try walkin' inside my shoes&lt;br /&gt;Unless you're puttin' up somethin' to lose&lt;br /&gt;I said&lt;br /&gt;Hey I've always been a blues man&lt;br /&gt;Hey a little rhythm and blues man&lt;br /&gt;Don't try walkin' inside my shoes tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stem so far from the truth&lt;br /&gt;You hide inside all your talkin' papers&lt;br /&gt;Flashin' statements&lt;br /&gt;You never put your money down&lt;br /&gt;And watched a big wheel go around and take it&lt;br /&gt;And in remake it&lt;br /&gt;All you do is follow me around&lt;br /&gt;Then you go ahead and ride it down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPEAT CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't try walkin' inside my shoes&lt;br /&gt;Unless you're puttin' up somethin' to lose&lt;br /&gt;I said don't try walkin' inside my shoes baby baby&lt;br /&gt;I said&lt;br /&gt;Hey I've always been a blues man&lt;br /&gt;Hey a little rhythm and blues man&lt;br /&gt;Don't try walkin' inside my shoes&lt;br /&gt;Unless your puttin' up somethin' to lose&lt;br /&gt;I said Hey I've always been a blues man&lt;br /&gt;Hey A little rhythm and blues man&lt;br /&gt;Don't try walkin' inside my shoes&lt;br /&gt;Unless your unless your unless your&lt;br /&gt;Hey I've always been a blues man&lt;br /&gt;Hey A little rhythm and blues man&lt;br /&gt;Don't try walkin' inside my shoes tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-114080908240778045?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/114080908240778045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=114080908240778045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/114080908240778045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/114080908240778045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2006/02/song-of-time_24.html' title='SONG OF THE TIME'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-114020548597177810</id><published>2006-02-17T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T11:44:45.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOP 10 MOVIE QUOTES</title><content type='html'>Here are my top ten movie quotes in speciale order. Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) We're no longer collecting art; we're buying people - &lt;strong&gt;Basquiat &lt;/strong&gt;(1996)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) So you're the coolest guy at ShenaniganZ, big fucking deal! That's like being the smartest kid  with Down Syndrome! - &lt;strong&gt;Waiting &lt;/strong&gt;(2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) I'd rather fight with you than make love with anyone else. - &lt;strong&gt;The Wedding Date&lt;/strong&gt; (2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) My life is like watching The Three Stooges in Spanish! - &lt;strong&gt;Untamed Heart&lt;/strong&gt; (1993)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) You better be careful. You know those flight attendents ain't like regular women, Viktor.&lt;br /&gt;They're flying back and forth between all those time-zones kinda messes with their biological clock or something. always ready for sex. Why do you think they can't stop smiling? - &lt;strong&gt;The Terminal&lt;/strong&gt; (2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) Look at that park down there! Just think of how many loves lost and found, how many first kisses kissed, how many Frisbees lost and just remember that is your park my friend and you've got your whole life to walk though it. - &lt;strong&gt;Down to You&lt;/strong&gt; (2000)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) Nothing that a bottle of Jack and a straight razor won't fix. - &lt;strong&gt;The Wedding Date&lt;/strong&gt; (2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) I'm hard to remember, but I'm impossible to forget. - &lt;strong&gt;Elizabethtown&lt;/strong&gt; (2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.) Isn't it funny - you hear a phone ringing and it could be anybody. But a ringing phone has to be answered, doesn't it? - &lt;strong&gt;Phone Booth&lt;/strong&gt; (2002)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.) Every now and then everybody is entitled to too much perfection. - &lt;strong&gt;Bed of Roses&lt;/strong&gt; (1996)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-114020548597177810?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/114020548597177810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=114020548597177810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/114020548597177810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/114020548597177810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2006/02/top-10-movie-quotes.html' title='TOP 10 MOVIE QUOTES'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-113994108235489532</id><published>2006-02-14T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T10:18:02.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UNFINISHED BUISNESS</title><content type='html'>This is something I am in the process of working on for the book (which is still untitled) to give you all a little taste and show all that I have been working. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Checkmate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By John Throne&lt;br /&gt;Act I&lt;br /&gt;Scene I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lights Up)&lt;br /&gt;(Dark setting in a park. Three young men dressed in black, smoking, and drinking, playing chess in candlelight. They sit under a small gazebo made from wood, with three metal benches around them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris: (A 22-year-old male, dressed in black. Bald head and very skinny) CHECKMATE! (Lights up a cigarette with one of the candles) Carl, your turn.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: (A 21-year-old male, tale portly fellow, dressed all in black) Wait, I need to get my brainpower. (Grabs a Zima with a cigar in hand)&lt;br /&gt;Mark: (A 22-year-old husky male dressed in black) Like the brainpower is going to work, you got have a brain first. Besides neither you nor I Carl, can beat Chris at this game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris: That’s because you both suck.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: Mark, I come a lot closer to beating him then you do, you fat git. It takes him ten minutes to beat me, but one blink of the eye and he’s already got your ass kicked.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: CHECKMATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark: HAHA…..Ok move Sasquatch, I’m next.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Nope, I’m done.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: ok Mark, I’ll play you.&lt;br /&gt;(Chris lights some fireworks and lets them go as Mark and Carl set up for another game of chess)&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Ok Chris, what’s so bad that you had to drag us here on a Saturday night?&lt;br /&gt;(As Chris goes to grab another Zima he slaps the back of marks head)&lt;br /&gt;Chris: We’re sitting in a park smoking, and drinking on a Saturday night, what do you think we are doing here?1&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Girl Trouble?&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Hey, you’re not as dumb as Carl looks.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: Yeah….hey!&lt;br /&gt;Mark: so what happen this time? Check!&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Well, I found out that sense Sarah left for school she’s been on three dates with three different guys. But it’s ok; one of them she rests assured me that they didn’t go all the way. Which means knowing her they did everything but smoke the cigarette afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: Shit, what are you going to do? Check!!&lt;br /&gt;Chris: I don’t know. I mean I was only in the relationship for the sex really. What I do know is that I’m not going to even think about now! Then there is Jamie, the blond I met at the bar last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: oh, you mean the blond Lisa Lobe check.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: Lisa Lobe? Check!&lt;br /&gt;Mark: she looked just like here, swear to god!&lt;br /&gt;Chris: she does not! Anyway, well she’s married and has 2 kids. But she is filling for a divorce. And she wants me to move up to Wisconsin to live with her. I was thinking about going up to Arizona to stay with 7 an 11 Dan. He said he could get me into the art school there. I was thinking about going there for about year or so and then moving to live with her.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: You just met this chick, what do you know about her? Check!&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Ok that’s enough about the damn chess game! ( pushing the game peace’s down) You know that one person that you just know is that person you supposed to search for you whole life until you find them?&lt;br /&gt;Carl: you mean a soulmate?&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Yeah, a soul mate. She’s mine! Besides, she gives great blowjobs!&lt;br /&gt;Carl: If spent my time going back to women that gave good blowjobs, I’d still be in the 5th grade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark: What about you Carl? Anything bothering you?&lt;br /&gt;Carl: Not this time. Just been busy working and planning a wedding! Anything going on with you Mark?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Well, Stacie is the first girlfriend I have had past the 2 month time period. Don’t get me wrong I love her a with all my heart, and I want to give her the world and spend the rest of my life with her.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: You sound like your really serious about this girl.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: So why don’t you marry her?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: I would but I came to the conclusion that because I don’t have my career job my life is still a work in progress. Plus, I realized that I still have chapters in my life that are still open that I have to close. It’s not like I’m like Carl and Alison.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Hey yeah, how is Alison doing?&lt;br /&gt;Carl: She’s fine. She misses everyone here, but her classes have been keeping her busy.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Oh Yeah? What is she majoring in?&lt;br /&gt;Carl: she is still taking…&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Umm hello! Remember me? The one that was telling you about his problem.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Oh, sorry Mark.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: yeah, we thought you were done.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Well, I wasn’t.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Ok, go ahead. You said something about chapters still open. What chapters?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Just some things that I need to finish that have never been finished.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: Care to share?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Just some stuff with my artwork. And school. Plus there are just something’s I have to do with some ex-girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: What kind of things with ex-girlfriends?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Well, remember that book I was writing about called, “Open Women On A Table”?&lt;br /&gt;Carl: Yeah. What, you never finished it?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: No. I just feel it’s something I need to do first.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Wait a minute, I don’t know about this book. With that title, sounds like a book for me. What’s it about?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: It’s about how the women………………………………&lt;br /&gt;Carl: He’s writing a book about the women in his past that has made a difference in his life. It was supposed to be called……..&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Do mind?&lt;br /&gt;Carl: What did I do?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: It’s my story and would like it if you let me tell it, ok?&lt;br /&gt;Carl: Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: One night I was watching an episode of Sinfeild and it was the one where Kramer was writing a coffee table book about coffee tables. And it made me wonder what makes a coffee table book a coffee table book. Well sense I was going to write about the women in my past and I wanted it to be a coffee table book, and I felt that the title “Me Being Open About The Women In My Past, And Yes This Is A Coffee Table Book” I Thought that was a little to long so I decided to shorten it down to the main words that were needed. And That’s how I came up with “Open Women On A Table”!&lt;br /&gt;Chris: You Have to much free time on your hands. (grabs another Zima) Ok, time to move to a new change of view.&lt;br /&gt;(Lights Out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Act I&lt;br /&gt;Scene II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lights Up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(All three guys are standing on a different plat form. Chris is on the highest plat form finishing peeing down the slid. Carl is on the plat form right below Chris. And below Carl is Mark. Chris finished and Mark starts to go. The Mark goes back to the lower plat form)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Ok! Now it’s time to start the new game.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: Wait. I want to do something first. (climbs up to the highest plat form)&lt;br /&gt;Mark: What’s that?&lt;br /&gt;Carl: ok, both of you get down and stand below me! (Chris and Mark Just stand where they are and stair at Carl.) Or don’t!&lt;br /&gt;Chris: What’s this all about?&lt;br /&gt;Carl: One night, out of the clear dark sky Zuse came down from the sky and said, “Mark, I am Zuse and I have seen the bad things here and it sucks. So I have decided to create a super hero. I wanted him to be strong, smart and good looking But I guess I’ll have to settle for you. Pick 4 super hero powers and one weakness and then I shale give you a name. Now chose your powers.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Ok, my first power would be flying power. Then I would want the power to seduce women with my eyes. And I would want to have my spit fire power so when I spit on someone they blow up. And last but not last…..I want the power to be bullet proof.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: Ok, now you must pick a weakness.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: I want to be lactose intolerant!&lt;br /&gt;Carl: And Zuse said, “So it shale be! You can now fly, seduce women, have spit fire power, and bullet proof. But like all super hero’s you have a weakness, you are lactose intolerant. And I shall Call you “The Seducer”! And your sworn enemy is the “Titty Twister! She can kill if she ever came in contact with you because she uses milk as a weapon.(turns to Chris) Your turn!&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: One night…… ZUSE……….. came down fro……&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Oh, just get on with it.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: Fine, pick your 4 powers.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Ok, I want to be able to go anywhere in time. To fly. Also to shoot and kill people with my eyes. And to be able to drink and drink non stop with out getting drunk and puking!&lt;br /&gt;(both Carl and Mark start laughing hard)&lt;br /&gt;Carl: Ok, now pick a weakness.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: I also am lactose intolerant!&lt;br /&gt;Carl: Ok, Your name is now bar-fly boy. And you have 2 enimasie, Titty Twister, and Black Coffee! Now, your ok for now but if Twister, and Black Coffee ever meet they will form into one person called Mocha and then you will be no match for Mocha!&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Are you done yet?&lt;br /&gt;Carl: Wait, someone has to do me!&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Ok, your a superhero. You have all the super powers you want. You have all the weaknesses that you can think of. And I am your worst enemy. Now, sit down, shut up, you’ve been demoted to house cat!&lt;br /&gt;Carl: Meao!&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Ok Chris, what’s your game you want to play? (Lighting up another cigarette)&lt;br /&gt;Chris: well, we go in a circle asking questions about relationships, sex and anything related to all that! But there is one thing, your answers can’t go further back then 6 years.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: Sure, why not. Sounds like fun.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: who wants to go first?&lt;br /&gt;Carl: your game, why don’t you start.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: ok. Remember everyone has to answer the questions. Heres a question. How many flings and relationships have you had in the past 6 years all together?&lt;br /&gt;Carl: so Chris what’s your answer?&lt;br /&gt;Chris: The person asking the question answers last.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: I would have to say about 10&lt;br /&gt;Mark: 9 for me.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: I come to 13. Ok Carl, your turn to ask a question&lt;br /&gt;Carl: Out of the number you gave how many were serious?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: you mean serious relationship?&lt;br /&gt;Carl: yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: That’s easy, six.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: 3&lt;br /&gt;Carl: Three, that’s all?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: yeah well most of them were flings, or times I thought I was in love but turned I wasn’t.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: 5 for me. Ok mark, ask your question.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: In the past 6 years how many women have you slept with?&lt;br /&gt;Chris: give me a minute I need time to count.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: Me too.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: I’ve acutely slept with more girls then I have gone out with. 12 girls I have slept with.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: I only slept with 6 girls that I can remember.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: same number as your serious relationships. Now we know what takes to have a serious relationship with you, SEX!&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Not all the serious relationships I had was because of sex. It’s just to me sex is a way to show how much you really love someone.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: how many women have you had sex with, mark?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Only 4.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: That’s all?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: That’s enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Ok, out of All the relationships you had how much money did you spend all together.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: Man, that will take me forever to add up.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: It doesn’t have to be exact. Just give a ballpark figure.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: does that include the relationship we are in now?&lt;br /&gt;Chris: yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: Great now I got to start all over.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: I’m about 2,000.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: anywhere from 23 to 2500.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: I am 2600.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: If you could go back in time and stop yourself from going out with someone who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Chris: you mean what relationship would you wish never happened?&lt;br /&gt;Carl: yes, and that you could back and change it to where it never did.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: well, mine is easy. I would go back and take out my relationship with Tonya.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: good choice because that was just sick. And Zuse came down and sent you back in time to change your relationship with Tonya.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: I would have to say, Beth.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: And Zuse came down….&lt;br /&gt;Chris: WILL YOU SHUT UP ABOUT ZUSE ALL READY!!!&lt;br /&gt;Carl: I would have to say Victoria.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: If you could change the out come of a relationship, what relationship would you change and what is it that you would do differently?&lt;br /&gt;Carl: isn’t anyone going to some fun sex questions?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: I will, I am just saving those for later.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: What do you mean mark?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: I mean if you didn’t like the way it ended.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Well I liked the way all mine ended.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: I would have to say I would change the ending of Katherine and told her sooner that I wasn’t in love with her.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: I would change the out come of me and Victoria. Just end it because I wanted to not because my mom didn’t like her.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Ok, we have all asked out women and have been turned down at one point or another. If you could have sex with one of the women that have turned you down, who would you want it to be and would you?&lt;br /&gt;Carl: Well, for many years I asked out Stacey Winston and she always turned me down. I would have to say I would want it to be her. And if she did ask me and I wasn’t dating anyone right now I would say yes in a heart beat.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Ok mark, your turn. And remember you can only pick one person.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Mary silver. And if she asked me and I wasn’t seeing anyone right now I would also say yes.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: WOW! I thought you would say Renee.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: she asked him last summer and he turned her down.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: I didn’t know that.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Yeah, no big deal.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: I would have to also say Stacey Winston, and yes I would sleep with her even if I was seeing anyone. Ok Carl, you wanted sex questions here is your chance to ask some.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: I can’t think of any.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Schmuck!&lt;br /&gt;Carl: Ok, I got one. What was the funniest thing you did to try and get a women into bed with you?&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Let me think about that one.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Well, my freshman year there was this girl that went to bed with all my friends, and all I heard from them was how much of an animal she was. And I tried everything and for some reason she wouldn’t go to bed with me. So, what I did was I was over at a friends house for a party and I brought a raw piece of steak and I put it in the middle of his bed and I told her that I had something for her that when she gets it she will want to sleep with me. She went into the room and saw the steak, she grabbed it and started eating it and then left the room.&lt;br /&gt;(Chris and Carl just pause staring at Mark. The at the same time both burst out laughing)&lt;br /&gt;Chris: that is the funniest thing I ever heard.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: we should start calling you amrial T-bone.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: you know the only thing I did would be to tell the women that I love her when I really didn’t.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: I really don’t have an answer.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: well you guys talk amongst yourselves I’m cold and want to get my jacket. (climes down from the platform and starts to leave)&lt;br /&gt;(Chris and Carl start talking as lights fade out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Act I&lt;br /&gt;Scene III&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lights up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(All three guys light up smokes and make a toast with bottles of zimas in hand)&lt;br /&gt;Carl: ok who’s got the next question?&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Lets give the questions a rest for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: Ok, so what do you want to do then?&lt;br /&gt;Chris: I have something I want to talk to you guys about?&lt;br /&gt;Carl: Yeah, what now?&lt;br /&gt;Chris: You both are engaged to be married. How do you know that you both are in love and with the person you want to spend the rest of your life with?&lt;br /&gt;Carl: I know because always in my life nothing has ever made since except for Alison. Everything in my life could just fall apart right now and it wouldn’t matter to me as long as she’s in my life nothing matters anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: what about you Mark?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: She looked at me with different eyes then everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: What the hell does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: When everyone saw me they would always laugh, and make fun of what they saw. She saw the same thing as everyone else, but instead of laughing and making fun she excepted me and gave me a chance when know one else would.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Well, if you ask me I think you both are nuts for getting married.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: Why do you say that?&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Because it’s true.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Are you saying that we are nuts because you haven’t found the right person for you, or because your so used to your bachelor life that you don’t want to see yourself any other way?&lt;br /&gt;Chris: I just say it because that how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Well, I’m sure that you wont feel that way forever.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: And how do you know that?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Just look at it this way, if Jerry can find someone and marry them then there is hope for you Chris.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: You know, mark’s got a point.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Yeah, whatever. So who has the next thing to talk about?&lt;br /&gt;Carl: hey Mark, did Chris and I tell you about the set of movies we are doing?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Oh you mean the porno’s?&lt;br /&gt;Carl: no you boob. We decided that we are going to do 15 B-movies about aliens landing and how a grandfather, his son the father, and then the fathers son battle and destroy the aliens.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Sounds Great!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Chris: You really think so?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: No you twit. It’s stupid! It’s the most stupidest thing I have ever heard. It’s even more stupid then the “Rocky Horror Picture Show Christmas Special” you both came up with last year.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: I didn’t think anything could beat the Rocky Horror Christmas Special. That was pretty dumb.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: But you see, that’s the point it’s supposed to be stupid, that’s the fun of it.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: Yeah. We are even going to make fun of all those space movies like ‘Stare Wars”, Star Track, E.T……&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Muppets in Space.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Ok, what’s the point?&lt;br /&gt;Carl: Well, we want you to be in our movies as the grandfather, that’s if we ever end up doing the movies.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: No problem. It’s not like there is a chance you guys will ever end up doing the movies.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Someone is coming this way.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Quick, hide the Zima bottles it could be a cop.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: I didn’t see a cop car.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Yeah, but no point in taking a chance.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: True.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Wait a minute, that isn’t cop. It’s Jerry.&lt;br /&gt;Jerry: (A young husky male, in his early 20’s. Wearing blue jeans, and T-shirt and a flannel shirt) Hey you guys.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: What’s up nature boy?&lt;br /&gt;Jerry: Nothing much. I saw Carl’s car parked over there and knew that at least he was here in the park.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Where were you headed?&lt;br /&gt;Jerry: Over to the coffee shop.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Want some Zima?&lt;br /&gt;Jerry: I’m driving so I will only take a couple. So what where you guys doing before I came?&lt;br /&gt;Carl: Not much. We were playing this game by asking questions that we normally wouldn’t ask each other.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Care to play?&lt;br /&gt;Jerry: Well Carla is expecting me at the coffee shop right now, so yeah I can spare a hour or two.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Seems like you got this marriage life down.&lt;br /&gt;Jerry: Well all jokes aside, it is the best thing that has ever happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Got any advise for a couple of guys about to take that leap and a guy who will sooner or later take the leap?&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Don’t include me in that because it’s never going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Listen man, we all know that I have always been when it comes to women and relationships. I never had good luck when it comes to either one. Agreed?&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Agreed!&lt;br /&gt;Jerry: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Carl: Yeah, you suck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-113994108235489532?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/113994108235489532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=113994108235489532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113994108235489532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113994108235489532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2006/02/unfinished-buisness.html' title='UNFINISHED BUISNESS'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-113981937601660572</id><published>2006-02-13T00:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T00:31:47.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SONG OF THE TIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Walk Tall"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by John Mellencamp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The simple minded &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the uninformed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can be easily led astray &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And those that cannot connect the dots &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey look the other way &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;People believe what they want to believe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When it makes no sense at all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So be careful of those killing in Jesus’s name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He don’t believe in killing at all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I wish you a long sight line &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the strength to walk tall &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walk tall Yeah walk on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Through this world &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walk tall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somewhere out in the distance &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is the death of you and me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though we don’t think of it much &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It’s still out there for us to see &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you treat life like a ballroom fight &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You’ll die stinking of gin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No drunkards are allowed in heaven &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No sinners will get in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walk tall &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah, walk on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walk tall &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Through this world &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walk tall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So be careful in what you believe in &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There’s plenty to get you confused &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And in this land called paradise &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You must walk in many men’s shoes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bigotry and hatred are enemies to us all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grace, mercy and forgiveness &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will help a man walk tall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So walk tall &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah, walk on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walk tall &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Through this world &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Through this world &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah, walk tall &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then walk on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walk tall &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then walk on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Through this world &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Through this world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Through this world &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Through this world &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walk tall &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walk tall &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then walk on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walk tall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-113981937601660572?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/113981937601660572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=113981937601660572' 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liners.And while you like attention, you value your privacy.You're likely to have an anonymous blog - or turn off comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourbloggingpersonalityquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Blogging Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-113960504401133754?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/113960504401133754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=113960504401133754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113960504401133754'/><link rel='self' 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But I think I found the best one of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/81/16/28m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/81/16/28m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Terminal” came out in “04” even though I saw it in 2005. This is my favorite movie of the year 2005. It’s a drama, comedy, and love story all rolled into one. It’s about pride, and honesty. Tom Hanks does a very outstanding performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/23/35/28m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/23/35/28m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie “Basquiat” was, is, and always will be my favorite movie. I will be real surprised if another movie ever takes it’s place even though there has been some that have come close. This movie is about the life of John Michael Basquiat. It has a very good cast and is very well acted even though it came out in “96”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/63/17/00/10m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/63/17/00/10m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people that I work with and even my wife didn’t care for the movie “Elizabethtown”. I can fully understand why didn’t like it because it’s a typical boy meets girl, boy losses girl, boy gets girl back. But when I watched it To me the boy meets/losses/gets girl was just a cover. The movie was about finding and refinding life. This movie just took my breath away. I saw it over a week ago and I still can’t get it out of my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-113955448065589829?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/113955448065589829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=113955448065589829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113955448065589829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113955448065589829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2006/02/since-beginning-of-year-2006-i-must.html' title=''/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-113955298660446044</id><published>2006-02-09T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T22:29:46.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HANG MY HEAD DOWN AND CRY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/27/94/53m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/27/94/53m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tonight I hang my head down and shed a few tears in sadness for I saw the worst Jim Henson movie ever, from the creators of “Labyrinth“ and “Dark Crystal and Jim Henson Productions, “Mirror Mask” I hated this movie mostly because it was way to artsy. I mean it did have a little wizard of oz charm and you could see a little style of the labyrinth. Besides being so damn artsy, on of the other reasons I didn’t like it was because no matter how happy or how dark Jim Henson tried to make his movies he always had that childhood spark in them that made you feel (at any age) that the creatures no matter how ugly and mean they looked that you still wanted to give them a cuddly hug. Even the movies that have been made after the passing of the legend still carry that spark. This movie is surly a tragedy and a disappointment in the spirit of Jim Henson.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-113955298660446044?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/113955298660446044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=113955298660446044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113955298660446044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113955298660446044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-hang-my-head-down-and-cry.html' title='I HANG MY HEAD DOWN AND CRY'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-113937977001565088</id><published>2006-02-07T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T22:22:50.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I ALWAYS FEEL LIKE SOMEBODIES WATCHING ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/747/1012/1600/100_1008.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/747/1012/200/100_1008.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture above is of my drapes at home. If you look closely to the center of the pic you will see a image of a mans face the big leaf if his hair, then you have the 2 flowers and the stems that’s his eyes and brings out the shading of his nose. And then below is the shading of his mouth. He appears several times in the drapes. Sometimes after I the wife and kid have gone to bed and I am bout to do the same I’ll talk to him. I call him Bob. He is the only one who knows how the book is coming and what it’s about. So I wanted you all to meet Bob. Every night I leave the room with one phrase, the same phase that I’ll end this blog message with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PEACE OUT BOB!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-113937977001565088?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/113937977001565088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=113937977001565088' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113937977001565088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113937977001565088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-always-feel-like-somebodies-watching.html' title='I ALWAYS FEEL LIKE SOMEBODIES WATCHING ME'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-113892215996226627</id><published>2006-02-02T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T22:36:52.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW THE HELL COULD I HAVE FORGOTTEN</title><content type='html'>I have been so busy with the book, work, buying baby things (only 4 more months) that i forgot grammies are on the 8th and the nominess are already out so here is some of my picks (most will be wrong but it's who I hope will win) of the catagories. my picks are in bold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Record Of The Year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We Belong Together-Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;Feel Good Inc.-Gorillaz Featuring De La Soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boulevard Of Broken Dreams-Green Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hollaback Girl-Gwen Stefani&lt;br /&gt;Gold Digger-Kanye West&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Album Of The Year:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emancipation Of Mimi-Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chaos And Creation In The Backyard-Paul McCartney&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love. Angel. Music. Baby.-Gwen Stefani&lt;br /&gt;How To Dismantle An Atomic Bomb-U2&lt;br /&gt;Late Registration-Kanye West&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best New Artist:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fall Out Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Keane&lt;br /&gt;John Legend&lt;br /&gt;SugarLand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Female Pop Vocal Performance:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Like That-Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;Since U Been Gone-Kelly Clarkson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good Is Good-Sheryl Crow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I Will Not Be Broken-Bonnie Raitt&lt;br /&gt;Hollaback Girl-Gwen Stefani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Male Pop Vocal Performance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Sitting, Waiting, Wishing-Jack Johnson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fine Line-Paul McCartney&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk On By-Seal&lt;br /&gt;Lonely No More-Rob Thomas&lt;br /&gt;From The Bottom Of My Heart-Stevie Wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Pop Performance By A Duo Or Group With Vocal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Don't Lie-The Black Eyed Peas&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Brightside-The Killers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More Than Love-Los Lonely Boys&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Love-Maroon 5&lt;br /&gt;My Doorbell-The White Stripes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Pop Collaboration With Vocals:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone Going-The Black Eyed Peas &amp; Jack Johnson&lt;br /&gt;Virginia Moon-Foo Fighters Featuring Norah Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feel Good Inc.-Gorillaz Featuring De La Soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A Song For You-Herbie Hancock Featuring Christina Aguilera&lt;br /&gt;A Time To Love-Stevie Wonder Featuring India.Arie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Pop Vocal Album:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extraordinary Machine-Fiona Apple&lt;br /&gt;Breakaway-Kelly Clarkson&lt;br /&gt;Wildflower-Sheryl Cro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chaos And Creation In The Backyard-Paul McCartney&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love. Angel. Music. Baby.-Gwen Stefani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROCK:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Revolution-Eric Clapton&lt;br /&gt;Shine It All Around-Robert Plant&lt;br /&gt;Devils &amp;amp; Dust-Bruce Springsteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This Is How A Heart Breaks-Rob Thomas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Painter-Neil Young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Rock Performance By A Duo Or Group With Vocal:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Speed Of Sound-Coldplay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Of You-Foo Fighters&lt;br /&gt;Do You Want To-Franz Ferdinand&lt;br /&gt;All These Things That I've Done-The Killers&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes You Can't Make It On Your Own-U2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Hard Rock Performance:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't Remind Me-Audioslave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Hand That Feeds-Nine Inch Nails&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tin Pan Valley-Robert Plant&lt;br /&gt;Little Sister-Queens Of The Stone Age&lt;br /&gt;B.Y.O.B.-System Of A Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Metal Performance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The Great Satan-Ministry&lt;br /&gt;Determined-Mudvayne&lt;br /&gt;Mein Teil-Rammstein&lt;br /&gt;What Drives The Weak-Shadows Fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before I Forget-Slipknot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Rock Song:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Of You-Foo Fighters, songwriters (Foo Fighters)-Track from: In Your Honor&lt;br /&gt;Beverly Hills-Rivers Cuomo, songwriter (Weezer)&lt;br /&gt;City Of Blinding Lights-U2, songwriters (U2)&lt;br /&gt;Devils &amp; Dust-Bruce Springsteen, songwriter (Bruce Springsteen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Speed Of Sound-Guy Berryman, Jon Buckland, Will Champion &amp;amp; Chris Martin, songwriters (Coldplay)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Rock Album:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X&amp;Y-Coldplay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Your Honor-Foo Fighters&lt;br /&gt;A Bigger Bang-The Rolling Stones&lt;br /&gt;How To Dismantle An Atomic Bomb-U2&lt;br /&gt;Prairie Wind-Neil Young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALTERNATIVE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funeral-The Arcade Fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guero-Beck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Plans-Death Cab For Cutie&lt;br /&gt;You Could Have It So Much Better-Franz FerdinandGet Behind Me Satan-The White Stripes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Female R&amp;amp;B Vocal Performance:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Thing-Amerie&lt;br /&gt;Wishing On A Star-Beyoncé&lt;br /&gt;We Belong Together-Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;Free Yourself-Fantasia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unbreakable-Alicia Keys&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Male R&amp;B Vocal Performance:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creepin'-Jamie Foxx&lt;br /&gt;Ordinary People-John Legend&lt;br /&gt;Let Me Love You-Mario&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Superstar-Usher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So What The Fuss-Stevie Wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best R&amp;amp;B Performance By A Duo Or Group With Vocals:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So Amazing-Beyoncé &amp; Stevie Wonder&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cater 2 U-Destiny's Child&lt;br /&gt;If This World Were Mine-Alicia Keys Featuring Jermaine Paul&lt;br /&gt;So High-John Legend Featuring Lauryn Hill&lt;br /&gt;How Will I Know-Stevie Wonder Featuring Aisha Morris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Traditional R&amp;amp;B Vocal Performance:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine Again-Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;Summertime-Fantasia&lt;br /&gt;A House Is Not A Home-Aretha Franklin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I Was Your Woman-Alicia Keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Stay With You-John Legend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Rap Song:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy Shop-Curtis Jackson &amp; Scott Storch, songwriters (50 Cent Featuring Olivia)&lt;br /&gt;Diamonds From Sierra Leone-D. Harris &amp;amp; Kanye West, songwriters; (J. Barry &amp; D. Black, songwriters) (Kanye West)&lt;br /&gt;Don't Phunk With My Heart-William Adams, Printz Board, Stacy Ferguson &amp;amp; George Pajon, Jr., songwriters; (Kalyanji Anandji, Full Force &amp; Indeewar, songwriters) (The Black Eyed Peas)&lt;br /&gt;Hate It Or Love It-Curtis Jackson, A. Lyon, Jayceon Taylor &amp;amp; M. Valenzano, songwriters; (Baker, Felder &amp; Harris, songwriters) (The Game Featuring 50 Cent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lose Control-M. Elliott, C. Harris &amp;amp; G. Isaacs III, songwriters; (J. Atkins, R.Davis &amp; C. Hudson, songwriters) (Missy Elliott Featuring Ciara &amp;amp; Fat Man Scoop)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Rap Album:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be-Common&lt;br /&gt;The Cookbook-Missy Elliott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Encore-Eminem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Massacre-50 Cent&lt;br /&gt;Late Registration-Kanye West&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Female Country Vocal Performance:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Connection-Emmylou Harris&lt;br /&gt;Mississippi Girl-Faith Hil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All Jacked Up-Gretchen Wilson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I May Hate Myself In The Morning-Lee Ann Womack&lt;br /&gt;Georgia Rain-Trisha Yearwood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Male Country Vocal Performance:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny How Time Slips Away-George Jones&lt;br /&gt;As Good As I Once Was-Toby Keith&lt;br /&gt;Midnight Communion-Delbert McClinton&lt;br /&gt;Good Ol' Boys-Willie Nelson&lt;br /&gt;Alcohol-Brad Paisley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll Think Of Me-Keith Urban&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Country Performance By A Duo Or Group With Vocal:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Comin' To Your City-Big &amp; Rich&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play Something Country-Brooks &amp;amp; Dunn&lt;br /&gt;I Hope-Dixie Chicks&lt;br /&gt;Restless-Alison Krauss And Union Station&lt;br /&gt;Bless The Broken Road-Rascal Flatts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Country Album:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fireflies-Faith Hill&lt;br /&gt;Lonely Runs Both Ways-Alison Krauss And Union Station&lt;br /&gt;Time Well Wasted-Brad Paisley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All Jacked Up-Gretchen Wilson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Jasper County-Trisha Yearwood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Comedy Album:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Agoraphobic Cowboy-Rick Moranis&lt;br /&gt;Family Guy Live In Vegas-Various ArtistsSeth MacFarlane &amp;amp; Walter Murphy, producers&lt;br /&gt;Luther Burbank Performing Arts Center Blues-Lewis Black&lt;br /&gt;Never Scared-Chris Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Right To Bare Arms-Larry The Cable Guy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Song Written For Motion Picture, Television Or Other Visual Media:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe-The Polar Express&lt;br /&gt;Cold Wind-Track from: Six Feet Under Volume 2 - Everything Ends&lt;br /&gt;Million Voices-Track from: Hotel Rwanda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Square One-Tom Petty-Track from: Elizabethtown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonka's Welcome Song-Track from: Charlie And The Chocolate Factory&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-113892215996226627?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/113892215996226627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=113892215996226627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113892215996226627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113892215996226627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2006/02/how-hell-could-i-have-forgotten.html' title='HOW THE HELL COULD I HAVE FORGOTTEN'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-113882226786220558</id><published>2006-02-01T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T11:31:07.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVIES I AM LOOKING TO SEE IN 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/06/76/99m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/06/76/99m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/03/42/99m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/03/42/99m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/00/58/19m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/00/58/19m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/92/98/49m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/92/98/49m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/08/14/69m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/55/45/12m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ang Lee&lt;/strong&gt; will walk away with best director for Brokeback Mountian&lt;br /&gt;other nominess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;George Clooney&lt;/strong&gt;- Good Night, and Good Luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="actor" href="http://movies.aol.com/celebrity/main.adp?sid=274585" target="new"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paul Haggis,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Crash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="actor" href="http://movies.aol.com/celebrity/main.adp?sid=238370" target="new"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bennett Miller,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Capote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="actor" href="http://movies.aol.com/celebrity/main.adp?sid=112325" target="new"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ste&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;ven Spielberg,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Munich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/39/27/12m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/39/27/12m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michelle Williams&lt;/strong&gt; did great job in Brokeback Mountian to get her the best supporting actress award&lt;br /&gt;other nominess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="actor" href="http://movies.aol.com/celebrity/main.adp?sid=216376" target="new"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rachel Weisz,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Constant Gardener&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="actor" href="http://movies.aol.com/celebrity/main.adp?sid=273224" target="new"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amy Adams,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Junebug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a class="actor" href="http://movies.aol.com/celebrity/main.adp?sid=37341" target="new"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;atherine Keener,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Capote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="actor" href="http://movies.aol.com/celebrity/main.adp?sid=47305" target="new"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frances McDormand,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; North Country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/29/65/38m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/29/65/38m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joaquin Phoenix&lt;/strong&gt; will win for best actor for "walk the Line&lt;br /&gt;other nominess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Philip Seymour Hoffman&lt;/strong&gt;, Capote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Terrence Howard&lt;/strong&gt;, Hustle &amp; Flow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heath Ledger&lt;/strong&gt;, Brokeback Mountian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;David Strathairn&lt;/strong&gt;, Good Night, and Good Luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.timeinc.net/ew/dynamic/imgs/060112/10628__broke_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.timeinc.net/ew/dynamic/imgs/060112/10628__broke_sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brokeback Mountian&lt;/strong&gt; will win for best picture even though I wanted Walk the Line to win but it wasn't nominated&lt;br /&gt;other nominess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Capote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crash&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good Night, and Good Luck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Munich&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.timeinc.net/ew/dynamic/imgs/051212/161034__reese_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.timeinc.net/ew/dynamic/imgs/051212/161034__reese_sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reese Witherspoon&lt;/strong&gt; will walk away for best actress for Walk the Line&lt;br /&gt;other nominess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Judi Dench&lt;/strong&gt;, Mrs. Henderson Presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Felicity Huffman&lt;/strong&gt;, Transamerica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keira Knightley&lt;/strong&gt;, Pride &amp; Prejudice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Charlize Theron&lt;/strong&gt;, North Country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.timeinc.net/ew/dynamic/imgs/060112/102223__giamatti_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.timeinc.net/ew/dynamic/imgs/060112/102223__giamatti_sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say &lt;strong&gt;Paul Giamatti&lt;/strong&gt; will win for best supporting actor&lt;br /&gt;other nominess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="actor" href="http://movies.aol.com/celebrity/main.adp?sid=13722" target="new"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;George Clooney,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Syriana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="actor" href="http://movies.aol.com/celebrity/main.adp?sid=19210" target="new"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matt Dillon,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Crash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="actor" href="http://movies.aol.com/celebrity/main.adp?sid=29408" target="new"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gyllenhaal,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brokeback Mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="actor" href="http://movies.aol.com/celebrity/main.adp?sid=34104" target="new"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;William Hurt,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A History of Violence&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-113873623703790552?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/113873623703790552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=113873623703790552' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113873623703790552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113873623703790552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2006/01/pics-are-in.html' title='THE PICS ARE IN'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-113778637536701891</id><published>2006-01-20T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T11:48:03.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT’S IN THE MIDDLE???</title><content type='html'>As you can tell by the picture of the giant Barbie doll (and judging by the number of comments I have gotten you haven’t ) My wife and I are having another baby on the way. A little girl who will be here sometime May/June (come on June 9th). Well her name is going to be Hailey Throne, only problem is we don’t know what the middle name should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mission:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re mission, if you chose to except it, will be to help come up with a middle name for Hailey Throne. The name must sound good together. And you must leave your results in the comment area. Work quickly the little girl is counting on you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This message will self-destruct in 30 seconds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-113778637536701891?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/113778637536701891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=113778637536701891' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113778637536701891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113778637536701891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2006/01/whats-in-middle.html' title='WHAT’S IN THE MIDDLE???'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-113739948228787768</id><published>2006-01-16T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T00:18:03.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SONG OF THE TIME</title><content type='html'>I had the day off today (nobody gets popcorn with their movies today) and went down to media play a store that I like (that's clossing) in milpitis. I got a "Lit" cd for only 2 dollers that I like but there is one song that I just love and wanted to share with all of you. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everythings Cool&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Lit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LitI hit the city by 3&lt;br /&gt;And the bottle by 4&lt;br /&gt;Im thinkin about the shit that I pulled the night before&lt;br /&gt;And by the party at midnight everything is cool again&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you'll be back with me then&lt;br /&gt;I'm carryin the weight&lt;br /&gt;The weight of the world&lt;br /&gt;That doesnt wanna wait for me&lt;br /&gt;It spins me all around&lt;br /&gt;And then it spits me out&lt;br /&gt;Recycled like a christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;You picked me up when no one would&lt;br /&gt;Convince me baby its all good&lt;br /&gt;You're doing it again the way you always could&lt;br /&gt;And now everything is understood&lt;br /&gt;I never had a girl like this&lt;br /&gt;I hit the city by 3&lt;br /&gt;And the bottle by 4&lt;br /&gt;Im thinkin about the shit that I pulled the night before&lt;br /&gt;And by the party at midnight everything is cool again&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you'll be back with me then&lt;br /&gt;the walls are closing in its closing time again&lt;br /&gt;I see it through my champagne glasses&lt;br /&gt;Terrified of how the time is flyin now&lt;br /&gt;At least we're sittin in first class&lt;br /&gt;Never wanna be like them&lt;br /&gt;I hit the city by 3&lt;br /&gt;And the bottle by 4&lt;br /&gt;Im thinkin about the shit that I pulled the night before&lt;br /&gt;And by the party at midnight everything is cool again&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you'll be back with me then&lt;br /&gt;Im carryin the weight of the world&lt;br /&gt;That doesnt wanna wait for me&lt;br /&gt;Im carryin the weight of the world&lt;br /&gt;Your carrying me&lt;br /&gt;I never had a girl like this&lt;br /&gt;I hit the bottle by 6 and another cigarette&lt;br /&gt;Are probably 2 things that I know i should be quittin&lt;br /&gt;Any by the party at midnight everything is cool by then&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you'll be back with me then [3x]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-113739948228787768?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/113739948228787768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=113739948228787768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113739948228787768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113739948228787768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2006/01/song-of-time_16.html' title='SONG OF THE TIME'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-113700900810884807</id><published>2006-01-11T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T11:50:13.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TEA PARTIES AND BARBIE DOLLS INSIDE THE FORT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.susansdolls.com/popup/barbies/2002/barbie_2002_53975.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.susansdolls.com/popup/barbies/2002/barbie_2002_53975.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So now I have to brush up on my tea parties and playing dress up. Thats right you heard it here, you heard it first, your heard it now. In the beginning of june (maybe at the end of may). My plane is all starting to come to gether. If any of you remember back in the begining I said i wanted a son first and then a daughter so my son can help me put the chain link fince around the house. so now when I am sitting on the front porch waiting for my daughters date to show up (only when she is 25) with my shot gun and it turnes out I doin't like him and try to shot him and miss this way my son can be on the roof with spywear to get the guy before he makes it to his car. Well I have to go and put flower curtians on the fort windows Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-113700900810884807?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/113700900810884807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=113700900810884807' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113700900810884807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113700900810884807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2006/01/tea-parties-and-barbie-dolls-inside.html' title='TEA PARTIES AND BARBIE DOLLS INSIDE THE FORT'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-113683318397435067</id><published>2006-01-09T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T10:59:44.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SONG OF THE TIME</title><content type='html'>I have been reading my friends (sleeplesswalrus) blogg looking at all the pics of the parts with the friends I used to hang out with and it's been very hard living in a town when you really don't know anyone outside of family. For the past month I have been listening to this song and not understanding why (other then being a beatles song) am I so into it until I saw my freinds pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IN MY LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There are places I’ll remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All my life though some have changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some forever not for better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some have gone and some remain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All these places have their moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;With lovers and friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I still can recall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some are dead and some are living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In my life I’ve loved them all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But of all these friends and lovers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There is no one compares with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And these memories lose their meaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I think of love as something new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Though I know I’ll never lose affection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For people and things that went before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know I’ll often stop and think about them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In my life I love you more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Though I know I’ll never lose affection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For people and things that went before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know I’ll often stop and think about them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In my life I love you more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In my life I love you more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-113683318397435067?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/113683318397435067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=113683318397435067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113683318397435067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113683318397435067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2006/01/song-of-time.html' title='SONG OF THE TIME'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-113682923190667989</id><published>2006-01-09T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T09:53:56.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRST POST OF THE YEAR</title><content type='html'>Well I hope everyone had a great new years eve. I know I did ("Would you like any popcorn to go along your movies") I thought that I would start off with my new years resalutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. send my book to publishers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Find a better job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Start the second book "Ghosts in the Closet" or "Untied Laces" (short storyies and 1-2 act plays)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Lose Weight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Start Painting again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I hope I can make all those resalutions come true. here are some upcomming posts for the year 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Song for the momment&lt;br /&gt;2. Pic This&lt;br /&gt;3. Tea Parties and Barbie Dolls in side the fort&lt;br /&gt;4. Best movies for 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great year everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-113682923190667989?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/113682923190667989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=113682923190667989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113682923190667989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113682923190667989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2006/01/first-post-of-year.html' title='FIRST POST OF THE YEAR'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-113555958221261056</id><published>2005-12-25T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T17:13:02.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to wish everyone a Merry Christmas! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a wonderful and fun Christmas this year.  Although we didn't decorate the house the way we use to due to the wife not feeling so good, it was truely fun.  For weeks all my son would tell me that I was getting for Christmas was a CHOO CHOO!  One of his favorite things to say and play with.  Oh yeah Elmo is another favorite word.  So, I really thought I was going to get a CHOO CHOO, but my wife came through for me and got me a MP3 player.  Woohoo, I am so happy.  Now I can download all kinds of stuff, eventhough my wife hates when I do it.  I think I do it just to make her mad.  But all in all it was fun.....so to all a goodnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-113555958221261056?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/113555958221261056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=113555958221261056' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113555958221261056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113555958221261056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!!!!'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-113428583743727908</id><published>2005-12-10T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T23:24:01.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GIVE THEM BACK!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn.news.aol.com/aolnews_photos/0b/05/20051210173509990034"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://cdn.news.aol.com/aolnews_photos/0b/05/20051210173509990034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/91/81/88m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/91/81/88m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While everyone was missing and crying over a really talented singer beings shot 25 years ago I was crying one of the people that inspired me to go into acting Pat Morita. He passed away on Nov. 24th he was the only character that made me love watching "Happy Days" and the only reason I still watch all the karate kid movies (even "The Next Karate KId") He will be missed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On december 11th the most rawest, nastiest, funniest man died from a heart attack. Richard Pryor didn't just make us laugh, but also set the bar in comedy for all the people we laugh at today like Eddie Murphy, Dave Chappell, Robin Williams and even the great Bill Cosby. So I ask all of you to just take some time out of all your busy holiday scheduls and site down and watch something of Pat Morita and/or Richard Pryor so we don't let these mens talents go forgoten or them. You know thinking about everything, talented singers being shot 25 years ago and now these wonderful talented people passing away it makes me sad even a little mad, makes me want to just scream out GIVE THEM BACK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-113428583743727908?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/113428583743727908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=113428583743727908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113428583743727908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113428583743727908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/12/give-them-back.html' title='GIVE THEM BACK!!!'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-113297980490567609</id><published>2005-11-25T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T20:36:44.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PIC TEST</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/747/1012/1600/100_0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/747/1012/320/100_0028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-113297980490567609?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/113297980490567609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=113297980490567609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113297980490567609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113297980490567609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/11/pic-test.html' title='PIC TEST'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-113272921965162060</id><published>2005-11-22T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T23:00:19.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS NO BIG DEAL</title><content type='html'>Sorr I haven't been keeping up with my blog just been so busy the past few days (months) (I hate the holidays). I haven't posted any pics because after moving I was missing a lot of stuff and just found all of it tonight so hopefully after the holidays I will start posting pics again. To get me through everything going on with the holidays, work, another baby on the way, and my book I have been turning to my music to help me stay calm and not lose my mind. I have bee listening to Fall Out Boy, Bowling for Soup but there is one song that I keep running back to by Uncle Kracker. So I thought I would share it with you. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Memphis Soul Song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookin' back on everything&lt;br /&gt;And all the things that stay&lt;br /&gt;I can count on memoriesCuz they don't go away&lt;br /&gt;Good times were hard to hold&lt;br /&gt;Until she came along&lt;br /&gt;She moves me like a Memphis soul song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not always there I know&lt;br /&gt;But she don't mind at all&lt;br /&gt;As pretty as a picture that hangs on my own wall&lt;br /&gt;She's like Mississippi&lt;br /&gt;When the sun comes up at dawn&lt;br /&gt;She moves me like a Memphis soul song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With an angel on my lefty side and the devil on my right&lt;br /&gt;She's the one who saves me from them dark unholy nights&lt;br /&gt;Of all the ones who've left me it's a wonder she's not gone&lt;br /&gt;She moves me like a Memphis soul song&lt;br /&gt;She moves me like a Memphis soul song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She don't care what the game is&lt;br /&gt;She's always down to play&lt;br /&gt;My world without her seems a million miles away&lt;br /&gt;She don't have to worryI know where I belong&lt;br /&gt;She moves me like a Memphis soul song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been dealt some aces&lt;br /&gt;And I've played them all the same&lt;br /&gt;But she's the only one that keeps me in the game&lt;br /&gt;No fame or fortune could ever keep me gone&lt;br /&gt;She moves me like a Memphis soul song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With an angel on my lefty side and the devil on my right&lt;br /&gt;She's the one who saves me from them dark unholy nights&lt;br /&gt;Of all the ones who've left me it's a wonder she's not gone&lt;br /&gt;She moves me like a Memphis soul song&lt;br /&gt;She moves me like a Memphis soul song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[BRIDGE]&lt;br /&gt;There's a magic down in Memphis&lt;br /&gt;That never seems to fade&lt;br /&gt;Even now them voices carryLike a lonely serenade&lt;br /&gt;It's the memories that still and always will be on my mind&lt;br /&gt;They move me every time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She see's the good in everything there is to see&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder what she ever see's in me&lt;br /&gt;I'm not always right you know&lt;br /&gt;But she's never led me wrong&lt;br /&gt;She moves me like a Memphis soul song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all my travels&lt;br /&gt;I've never found a way&lt;br /&gt;To find the words that say the things I'd like to say&lt;br /&gt;I've sang some melodies but she's my favorite one&lt;br /&gt;She moves me like a Memphis soul song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With an angel on my lefty side and the devil on my right&lt;br /&gt;She's the one who saves me from them dark unholy nights&lt;br /&gt;Of all the ones who've left me it's a wonder she's not gone&lt;br /&gt;She moves me like a Memphis soul song&lt;br /&gt;She moves me like a Memphis soul song&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-113272921965162060?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/113272921965162060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=113272921965162060' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113272921965162060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113272921965162060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-is-no-big-deal.html' title='THIS IS NO BIG DEAL'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-113212362383357696</id><published>2005-11-15T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T22:48:49.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I SCORED A 222</title><content type='html'>I stolled this from my friends blog and thought it was really fun. Take the quiz and tell me what your score is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put an X by the movies you've seen.If you get more than 70, you're a movie whore.COPY AND REPOST! PLACE YOUR SCORE IN THE SUBJECT LINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Pirates of the Caribbean&lt;br /&gt;(x) Boondock Saints&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Mexican&lt;br /&gt;(x) Fight Club&lt;br /&gt;(x) Starsky and Hutch&lt;br /&gt;(x) Neverending Story&lt;br /&gt;(x) Blazing Saddles&lt;br /&gt;(x ) Garden State&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Princess Bride&lt;br /&gt;(x) Young Frankenstien&lt;br /&gt;(x) Anchor Man&lt;br /&gt;( x) Napoleon Dynamite&lt;br /&gt;(x) Saw&lt;br /&gt;(x)White Noise&lt;br /&gt;(x) White Oleander&lt;br /&gt;( x) Anger Management&lt;br /&gt;Total here: 15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) 50 First Dates&lt;br /&gt;(x ) Jason X&lt;br /&gt;(x) Scream&lt;br /&gt;(x) Scream 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Scream 3&lt;br /&gt;(x) Scary Movie&lt;br /&gt;(x) Scary Movie 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Scary Movie 3&lt;br /&gt;(x) American Pie&lt;br /&gt;(x) American Pie 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) American Wedding&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Resident Evil I&lt;br /&gt;(x) Resident Evil 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Wedding Singer&lt;br /&gt;(x ) Little Black Book&lt;br /&gt;Total here: 17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Village&lt;br /&gt;(x) Donnie Darko&lt;br /&gt;( x) Lilo &amp; Stitch&lt;br /&gt;(x) Finding Nemo&lt;br /&gt;(x) Finding Neverland&lt;br /&gt;(x) 13 Ghosts&lt;br /&gt;(x) Signs&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Grinch&lt;br /&gt;(x) Texas Chainsaw Massacre&lt;br /&gt;(x ) White Chicks&lt;br /&gt;(x) Butterfly Effect&lt;br /&gt;(x) Thirteen Going on 30&lt;br /&gt;(x) I Robot&lt;br /&gt;(x) Dodgeball&lt;br /&gt;(x) Universal Soldier&lt;br /&gt;(x) A Series Of Unfortunate Events&lt;br /&gt;(x) Along Came A Spider&lt;br /&gt;(x) Deep impact&lt;br /&gt;Total here: 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) KingPin&lt;br /&gt;(x) Never Been Kissed&lt;br /&gt;(x ) Meet The Parents&lt;br /&gt;(x) Meet the Fockers&lt;br /&gt;(x) Eight Crazy Nights&lt;br /&gt;(x) A Cinderella Story&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Terminal&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Lizzie McGuire Movie&lt;br /&gt;( ) Passport to Paris&lt;br /&gt;(x) Dumb &amp;amp; Dumber&lt;br /&gt;(x) Dumb &amp; Dumberer&lt;br /&gt;(x) Final Destination&lt;br /&gt;(x) Final Destination 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Halloween&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Ring&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Ring 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harold &amp;amp; Kumar Go to White Castle&lt;br /&gt;(x) Practical Magic&lt;br /&gt;(x) Chicago&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ghost Ship&lt;br /&gt;(x) From Hell&lt;br /&gt;(x) Hellboy&lt;br /&gt;(x) Secret Window&lt;br /&gt;(x) I Am Sam&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Whole Nine Yards&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Whole Ten Yards&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Day After Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;(x) Child's Play(x) Bride of Chucky&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ten Things I Hate About You&lt;br /&gt;(x) Just Married(x) Gothika&lt;br /&gt;(x) Nightmare on Elm Street&lt;br /&gt;(x) Sixteen Candles&lt;br /&gt;(x) Bad Boys&lt;br /&gt;(x) Bad Boys 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Joy Ride&lt;br /&gt;(x) Seven (SE7EN)&lt;br /&gt;(x) Oceans Eleven&lt;br /&gt;(x) Oceans Twelve&lt;br /&gt;(x) Identity&lt;br /&gt;Total here: 39&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lone Star&lt;br /&gt;(x) Predator I&lt;br /&gt;(x) Predator II&lt;br /&gt;(x) Independence day&lt;br /&gt;(x) Cujo&lt;br /&gt;(x) A Bronx Tale&lt;br /&gt;(x) Darkness Falls&lt;br /&gt;(x) Christine&lt;br /&gt;(x) ET&lt;br /&gt;(x) Children of the Corn&lt;br /&gt;(x) My Boss' Daughter&lt;br /&gt;(x) Maid in Manhattan&lt;br /&gt;(x) Frailty&lt;br /&gt;( ) Best Bet&lt;br /&gt;(x) How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days&lt;br /&gt;(x)She's All That&lt;br /&gt;(x) Calendar Girls&lt;br /&gt;(x) Sideways&lt;br /&gt;(x) Mars Attacks&lt;br /&gt;Total here: 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Event Horizon&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ever After&lt;br /&gt;(x) Forrest Gump&lt;br /&gt;(x) Big Trouble in Little China&lt;br /&gt;(x) X-men 1&lt;br /&gt;(x) X-men 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Catch Me If You Can&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Others&lt;br /&gt;(x) Freaky Friday&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ring of Fire&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Hot Chick&lt;br /&gt;(x) Swimfan&lt;br /&gt;(x) Miracle&lt;br /&gt;(x) Old School&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ray&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Notebook&lt;br /&gt;(x) K-Pax&lt;br /&gt;Total here: 17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers&lt;br /&gt;( ) Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King&lt;br /&gt;(x) A Walk to Remember&lt;br /&gt;(x) Boogeyman&lt;br /&gt;(x) Hitch&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Fifth Element&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars episode I The Phantom Menace&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars episode II Attack of The Clones&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars episode III Revenge of The Sith&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars episode IV A New Hope&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars episode V The Empire Strikes Back&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars episode VI Return of The Jedi&lt;br /&gt;(x) Troop Beverly Hills&lt;br /&gt;(x) Swimming with Sharks&lt;br /&gt;(x) Air Force One&lt;br /&gt;(x) For Richer or Poorer&lt;br /&gt;(x) Trainspotting&lt;br /&gt;(x) People Under the Stairs&lt;br /&gt;(x) Blue Velvet&lt;br /&gt;(x) Sound of Music&lt;br /&gt;(x) Parent Trap&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Burbs&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Terminator&lt;br /&gt;(x) Empire Records&lt;br /&gt;(x) SLC Punk&lt;br /&gt;(x) Meet Joe Black&lt;br /&gt;( ) Wild Girls&lt;br /&gt;(x) A Clockwork Orange&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Order&lt;br /&gt;(x) Spiderman&lt;br /&gt;(x) Spiderman 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Amelie&lt;br /&gt;Total here: 31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Mean Girls&lt;br /&gt;(x) Shrek&lt;br /&gt;(x) Shrek 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Incredibles&lt;br /&gt;(x) Collateral&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Fast &amp;amp; The Furious&lt;br /&gt;(x) 2 Fast 2 Furious&lt;br /&gt;(x) Sky Captain Of The World Of Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;(x) Closer&lt;br /&gt;Total here: 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Titanic&lt;br /&gt;(x) Saved&lt;br /&gt;(x) Bowling For Columbine&lt;br /&gt;(x) Farenheit 9/11&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Sixth Sense&lt;br /&gt;(x) Artificial intelligence (AI)&lt;br /&gt;(x) Love actually&lt;br /&gt;( ) Shutter&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ella Enchanted&lt;br /&gt;(x) Princess Diaries&lt;br /&gt;(x) Princess Diaries 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Constantine&lt;br /&gt;(x) Million Dollar Baby&lt;br /&gt;(x) Envy&lt;br /&gt;(x) Eurotrip&lt;br /&gt;(x) Malibu's Most wanted&lt;br /&gt;(x) Big Daddy&lt;br /&gt;(x) Black Sheep&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Breakfast Club&lt;br /&gt;(x) West Side Story&lt;br /&gt;Total here: 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) A Christmas Story&lt;br /&gt;(x) Spanglish&lt;br /&gt;(x) Pulp Fiction&lt;br /&gt;(x) Sleepover&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Evil Dead&lt;br /&gt;(x) Killer Klowns From Outer Space*&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Seed of Chucky&lt;br /&gt;( ) Vanilla Sky&lt;br /&gt;(x) Nightmare Before Christmas&lt;br /&gt;(x) Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind&lt;br /&gt;(x) Interview With The Vampire&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Crow&lt;br /&gt;(x) Purple Rain&lt;br /&gt;(x) Reservoir Dogs&lt;br /&gt;(x) Wayne's World&lt;br /&gt;Total here: 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Wayne's World 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) 21 Grams&lt;br /&gt;( ) Blow&lt;br /&gt;(x) Edward Scissorhands&lt;br /&gt;(x) Clerks&lt;br /&gt;(x) Beauty and the Beast&lt;br /&gt;(x) Guess Who&lt;br /&gt;(x) Monster In-Law&lt;br /&gt;(x) Elf&lt;br /&gt;(x) Stuart Little&lt;br /&gt;(x) Stuart Little 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Mall Rats&lt;br /&gt;(x) Chasing Amy&lt;br /&gt;(x) Dogma&lt;br /&gt;(x) Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back&lt;br /&gt;Total here: 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Beetlejuice&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Last Samurai&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Amityville Horror&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Aviator&lt;br /&gt;(x) Romeo + Juliet&lt;br /&gt;(x) Barbershop&lt;br /&gt;(x) Beauty Shop&lt;br /&gt;(x) Legally Blonde&lt;br /&gt;(x) Legally Blonde 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Forgotten&lt;br /&gt;(x) Confessions Of A Teenage Drama Queen&lt;br /&gt;(x) Grudge&lt;br /&gt;Total here: 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my god I have no life I scored a 222 I have even seen the crappy ones on this list! But you have to remember that it’s my job to watch all these movies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-113212362383357696?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/113212362383357696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=113212362383357696' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113212362383357696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113212362383357696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-scored-222.html' title='I SCORED A 222'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-113165494515624344</id><published>2005-11-10T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T12:35:45.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>QUIZ</title><content type='html'>Take the quiz and send me your answers would love to read them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. LAST MOVIE YOU SAW IN A CINEMA?Been so long I can’t remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1a. WITH WHO?I know it was with my wife that’s all I do anything with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW?Not reading a book, but writing one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. FAVORITE BOARD GAME?Clue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3a. WANNA GET TOGETHER AND PLAY?Ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. FAVORITE SMELLS?Don’t have any&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. COMFORT FOOD?&lt;br /&gt;pasta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. FAVORITE SOUNDS?Silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. WORST FEELING IN THE WORLD?Being sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THINK OF WHEN YOU WAKE UP IN THE MORNING? It can’t be morning, not yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. FAVORITE FAST FOOD PLACE?Taco Bravo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. FUTURE CHILD'S NAME?Halley Renee Throne&lt;br /&gt;Boy name unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. FINISH THIS STATEMENT. "IF I HAD A LOT OF MONEY,Boss, I quit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. DO YOU DRIVE FAST?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think so but the cop who gave me a ticket does&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. DO YOU SLEEP WITH A STUFFED ANIMAL?Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. STORMS, COOL OR SCARY?COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. WHAT WAS YOUR FIRST CAR?Ford Bronco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. FAVORITE DRINK?Lemmon Water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. FINISH THIS STATEMENT, "IF I HAD THE TIME,I would sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. DO YOU EAT STEMS OF BROCCOLI?Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. IF YOU COULD DYE YOUR HAIR ANY COLOR, WHAT WOULD YOU CHOOSE?Blond (and will do again when I have the time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. HOW MANY DIFFERENT CITIES HAVE YOU LIVED IN?Stockton, San Jose, San Francisco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. SAY ONE NICE THING ABOUT THE PERSON WHO POSTED THISHe is lost, we should all be so lucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. WHAT IS UNDER YOUR BED?The leaf to my dinning room table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. TOILET PAPER/PAPER TOWELS, OVER OR UNDER?Doesn’t matter as long as it gets the job done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. DO YOU HAVE A BIG SECRET RIGHT NOW?Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27a. WHAT IS IT?&lt;br /&gt;If I tell you it wouldn’t be a secret, now would it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-113165494515624344?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/113165494515624344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=113165494515624344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113165494515624344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/113165494515624344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/11/quiz.html' title='QUIZ'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-112970058571249279</id><published>2005-10-18T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T22:43:05.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE MY ELECTRONICS</title><content type='html'>Sorry, still no pics on Hawaii yet I haven't finished unpacking yet with all my pics. Now i know I said I wasn't going to buy one of those PSP (portable play stations) but while I was in hawaii i saw one and I started to think that the only reason I wasn't going to buy it was because the movies out for it are the movies I already own. But then I relized that the movies out for it I don't own yet. Pluse the tax in hawaii is only like 4% unlike here. So I got it along with a frogger game and the movie toy story. It is the best money I ever spent, Not because it plays games movie pictures, games and music (all the things I am into). Not because it has awsume features, or because the graphics are really good. But because I spent 5 hours of hell going to hawaii on the plain because my son was excited and wild and the dvd player that I brought for him to play his barrny on didn't work. But on the way home I played Toy Story for him on the PSP at first it made him fall asleep and then it kept him mellow because he was into it. The Smothiest trip I have ever taken with him since he was born. So if you have kids I recommend going out and picking one up, you wont regret it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-112970058571249279?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/112970058571249279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=112970058571249279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/112970058571249279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/112970058571249279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-love-my-electronics.html' title='I LOVE MY ELECTRONICS'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-112953285096182792</id><published>2005-10-16T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T00:07:30.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OPPS I DID IT AGAIN</title><content type='html'>As you can see I'm finally back from hawaii and I had the time of my life. I will post more about that later and with pics. But for now I have some news. News that actully new about before I left for my trip. That's right I did it again my son matthew is soon going to be a big brother. Everyone that we have told says they want it to be a girl or it is going to be a girl. I would love to have a little girl because because my plan has always been to have a son first then a daughter that way when she wants to start dating i'll have someone to help me put the prison bars around the house. It was the same way when it came to matthew everyone said he was going to be a girl and I was the only one that said he was going to be a boy....samething will happen this time. well just thought I would share the excitement. I'll keep you posted&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-112953285096182792?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/112953285096182792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=112953285096182792' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/112953285096182792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/112953285096182792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/10/opps-i-did-it-again.html' title='OPPS I DID IT AGAIN'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-112780959521341192</id><published>2005-09-27T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T01:26:35.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS SHOULD HOLD YOU OVER</title><content type='html'>Since I posted my last post I have had people tell me that it doesn’t make since why I want to have the rumors keep going. I also had people say that I was really funny but it’s not going to make people laugh just piss people off because I didn’t go into detail. I reframed from going into detail because I didn’t want it to be based on just one person even though it was. I wanted everyone to read it to laugh and the one person that it was intended for to be pissed off. But I decided to go into detail about my last post. My brother is coming down for a visit tomorrow and I have a few things I need for him to confirm a few things. After my questions have been answered in two days I will post my reasons and go into detail about everything. Until then I would like to give all of you the chance to find out why I posted what I posted all you have to do is go to thirstywildflower.blogspot.com and read the persons post called “Rumors” then go back to my block and read “Rumors &amp;amp; Gossip” and maybe some of you will get it. Until I post the BIG post on Thursday night I wish you all a stress free week because I know I wont have one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-112780959521341192?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/112780959521341192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=112780959521341192' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/112780959521341192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/112780959521341192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-should-hold-you-over.html' title='THIS SHOULD HOLD YOU OVER'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-112772138753713416</id><published>2005-09-26T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T00:56:27.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RUMORS &amp; GOSSIP</title><content type='html'>Ok, for all of you who don't know there are some rumors and gossip going around about some friends and not friends of mine in my home town (and still have no idea what they are about).I only learned that the romurs were going around from people I know blogs (on sleeplesswalrus blog, and Technical Difficulties blog). I feel that the rumors and gossip going around, the people who they are about, and the actions taken towrds them are childish. With that being said I will continue to post on my blog until these rumors and gossip stop (once a day if I have a chance or as much as I do now which isn't much at all). Once the rumors and gossip come to an end and things clam down and go back to normal I will no longer post on my blog. I am sorry if some of you are upset with my decision but these are drastic times that call for drastic measures. Let me just say this to think about for the people spreading the rumors and the gossip, "if you don't have anything nice to say about someone, then don't say anything at all. But if you do say it, then say it with a smile." Thank yo for your time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-112772138753713416?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/112772138753713416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=112772138753713416' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/112772138753713416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/112772138753713416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/09/rumors-gossip.html' title='RUMORS &amp; GOSSIP'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-112690824810855921</id><published>2005-09-16T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T15:04:08.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A QUICKY!</title><content type='html'>Well for all of you know I have been writing my book. And because I did something really out of no where. Maybe I did what I did because I'm trying to get back the youth that I ove have and lost along with everything else. Or maybe I'm just really really bored. I diyed my hair. Not completly diyed I just frost my tips on the top. other then that I have just been writing listening to music getting ready for hawaii and also getting ready to move. well I will post more later and if I ever get the picture programe running on here again I will post what my hair looks like (also thinking about a tatto, an armband)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-112690824810855921?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/112690824810855921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=112690824810855921' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/112690824810855921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/112690824810855921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/09/quicky.html' title='A QUICKY!'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-112668242215879696</id><published>2005-09-13T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T00:20:22.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LETS GET IT RIGHT PEOPLE!!</title><content type='html'>On September 14 1993 Meat Loaf the singer came out with an album called "Bat Out of Hell: Back into Hell" which became on of my favorite albums he has made (my favorite is still "bad attitued") On that album there is a song called "I'll do anything for love (but I wont do that)" Now since this song has came out I have heard every dj on the radio make fun of the song after playing about how it doesn't say what meat loaf wont do for love and I have kind of let it slide. But the other night I was channel surfing and I came across VH1's top 100 ausomly bad love songs and at number 12 was meat loafs song "I'll do anything for love" Now what really pissed me off is that they had famouse actors and actresses (the type that you have seen them in stuff but now worthy of remembering what the hell their names are) talking about how the song sucks because he never mentions what he won't do for love. So for all you schmucks out there that have yet to get a clue in the past 12 years (as of 5 minutes ago) I'm going to school you. Listen to the song to the very end. There is a women that startes to sing. At the end she is talking about how "Sooner or later you'll be screwing around" and also saying "sooner or later you'll make it all come crashing down" and then meat loaf starts saying (repeatedly) "I wont do that" which means he wont cheat on her or lie to her or do anything to lose the love. Get it? Got it? Good! now shut up about it.&lt;br /&gt;Next time in class we will learn how Weird Al Yankovic and Michael Jackson played together is a hidden message to take over the world by silk worms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-112668242215879696?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/112668242215879696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=112668242215879696' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/112668242215879696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/112668242215879696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/09/lets-get-it-right-people.html' title='LETS GET IT RIGHT PEOPLE!!'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-112551427722241439</id><published>2005-08-31T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T11:51:17.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>POEM OF THE DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;“This One, That One, And All Of Those”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is going to make fun of me to bust his guru ego.&lt;br /&gt;That one is going to head bunt me until I get eternal bleeding in my head and pass out from a concussion.&lt;br /&gt;This one bums a smigerit off me.&lt;br /&gt;That one hands me a cigar right before he shots me in the stomach.&lt;br /&gt;That one and this one invite me to go out for coffee and talk into the late night hours.&lt;br /&gt;And all of those will shed a tear for a broken heart on the day that I leave.&lt;br /&gt;That one wants to sleep with me just to prove how much she doesn’t care about me.&lt;br /&gt;This one is afraid of catching a disease from me called love.&lt;br /&gt;This one tells me I’m her best friend just to get what she wants.&lt;br /&gt;That one calls me here friend and doesn’t even talk to me at all.&lt;br /&gt;This one and that one tell me that they won’t go out with me because I am the sweetest guy they know and because of that they don’t disserve me .&lt;br /&gt;And all of those laugh at a funny joke named Beefy and stab something called Elmer in the back.&lt;br /&gt;This one is a stranger with sister written all over her face.&lt;br /&gt;That one is a princess that is trapped in her own self-sinteredness.&lt;br /&gt;And all of those will toga party there life away as this one perced me with a kiss and that one lets my blood trickle down the cold steal blade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;by John Throne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-112551427722241439?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/112551427722241439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=112551427722241439' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/112551427722241439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/112551427722241439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/08/poem-of-day.html' title='POEM OF THE DAY'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-112542828662130091</id><published>2005-08-30T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T11:58:06.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AND IN THIS CORNER!</title><content type='html'>For meny of you reading this that are not to sure of whats been going on lately let me bring you up to speed. There has been an annoying cricket slinging insults to myself and my friends on my friend Skippy's (Jason) blog. You might even seen some of their insults posted on here as well. You might have seen their name Face_up. Now face_up's story is that they went to Bear Creek High School (the same school as the rest of us) transfured and then hung out with us at delta collage. Now face, you say that we kiss each others ass. That we don't have any original thoughts of our own. And you say that we are losers for not doing any of the things that we said we were going to do. Face I have to say you are 100% right on all three. But there is one thing that is different between us and you....we can admite, we are up front and honest. Our lives are an open book. If you ask any one of us what are name is or where we are from, or anything you wanted we would tell you because were not scared and have nothing to hide. So this is a challange to you Face_up, I challange you to tell me what your full name is (first and last name). Lets just see if your bite is really bigger then your bark or if your just a loser like the rest of us. If your scared I understand that's why I am giving you a second chance to prove to me that you really did hang out with us at delta in locke (guess you can call it the pussy clause) by answering these 2 questions. 1) we never hung out with the lizards in lock (at least I never did). We hung out at the area that had the wall of windows over looking the middel of lock....what did we call that area?&lt;br /&gt;2.) what was the Consistency and name of the mixed drink that we drank all the time at locke?&lt;br /&gt;So you have 3 chocies, you can A. tell me your name. B. answer the questions or C. prove to the all the people that read this that you are a bigger loser then the rest of us living in your parents basement being a internet porn junky downloading pictures of britney spears. So whats it going to be Face_up, the ball is in your court.....Good Luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-112542828662130091?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/112542828662130091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=112542828662130091' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/112542828662130091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/112542828662130091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/08/and-in-this-corner.html' title='AND IN THIS CORNER!'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-112529954572956476</id><published>2005-08-28T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T00:12:25.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM A BIG LOSER!</title><content type='html'>Ok, for all of you who are just tunning in with us let me recap and bring you up to speed. I work in the movie bis. (blockbuster). I am a big loser because when the movie "The Blair Witch" came out I went and saw it and I love that movie to this very day. A movie where they use no ghosts (or witch) and no speciale effects and still managed to scare the piss out of me ( and half of the entyr theatre that I was in even though no one would admite it) is a movie that kicks ass in my book. Since then I have been in search for really good scary ghosts/horror. Unlike the mvoie I saw last night called "Black Gate" which was the shityest movie out there. This a movie that was made about 3 years ago and was put out on dvd just this last year. The people who made this movie should be dragged out into the street and shot for not being able to come up with commen mind since for a special effect. I could bend over and fart on a match and have a better outcome of special effects then they did in their whole movie. so I ask you the reader if you have any knoledge of any good scary ghosts/horror movies (and i'm not talking about the nightmare on elm street, or halloween, friday the 13th that have been watched into the ground and have to be dug up just to watch again)  so through out those titles if you know any but let me just warn you if you tell me a movie that I've seen and it sucks i will tell you it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-112529954572956476?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/112529954572956476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=112529954572956476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/112529954572956476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/112529954572956476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-am-big-loser.html' title='I AM A BIG LOSER!'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-112495937632874417</id><published>2005-08-25T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T01:42:56.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHEN DID I WRITE THIS?</title><content type='html'>I was going through some of my writings for my book and came across this poem that I really don't remember writing, so I thought I would share it with the all of you computer geeks who stumbeled over my website thinking it was a porn site (That's who's problie reading this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;     "Parade Of Craziness"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;by John Throne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well once again the big partying baby comes to an end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For some it's mother dies as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And as I lay once again on my bed I think about all the things I can't look at again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A young women stands behind the desk dancing and singing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thinking about the man that has her heart and about the engagement ring she thinks she will never get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As a young man gets his lips percied from a women after a long toga party in the early 5am morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No more top dog peeing down a kids slide, smoking a cigarette, while his brothers look for cops driving by in the early night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In a bar a man gets sexually hurased while singing a Crashtest Dummies song, while his freinds just stop and stair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friends go their own way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bar-fly's fly away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Doors close for the last time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the alien goes back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And as we say good by to another year, we break out champaign, and listen to the loud music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We talk about the year, and party with friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And we ask ourselves why did it all have to end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-112495937632874417?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/112495937632874417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=112495937632874417' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/112495937632874417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/112495937632874417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/08/when-did-i-write-this.html' title='WHEN DID I WRITE THIS?'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-112457398783442775</id><published>2005-08-20T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T14:39:47.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW! I HAD A LOT TO SAY</title><content type='html'>As some of you know it is my 10 year high school reunion tonight, and my 11th year high school reunion next month (figure that one out). I came to find out that I have a lot of people that I knew back in high school (mostly the girls that turned me down and the jocks that flushed my head in the toilet) going to be there tonight. I have been thinking what the real reason is why I'm not going. I keep telling people that I don't feel that a place that I gave 5 years of my life to she get over 150 dollers from now (Three of those years I should ask for a refund back). The truth is I just don't need to look back and try and regain the past, I never lost it. Infact I took the best thing from it....My brother Jason, and good friend shanda. But I do hope that Jason (who is going tonight) this will be a slap in the face for him, because if anyone needs one its him (maybe he'll see that he f***ed up then and he is still f***ing up now, and that even though he is trying to change himself he's not. If you look closely at him the microscope you'll see he's just going around in circles and the only thing he changed is his hair.&lt;br /&gt;So any of you really want to know anything about me how I have been that really missed me at the reunion (I don't think will be many of you) just ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you a brief scription. I am still working on my first book (Still untitled). It's going slower then I thought it would because I have finally broken down and am now doing my home work reading other writers books (currently reading "Silent Bob Speakes" The complete writings of Kevin Smith. I am getting ready for my brother-in-law's wedding in Hawaii in October. Coming up with ideas for Matthews birthday which he will be turning 2 also in October. Other then that just working. That's all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so from Remle aka. Elmer aka. Beefy aka. Rear admiral T-Bone aka. J.E.T. aka. Jelly Roll aka. John aka. John Throne&lt;br /&gt;I love and miss you all (wish more of you lived in san Jose) and have a great reunion&lt;br /&gt;and Skippy no hard feelings just speaking for the heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-112457398783442775?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/112457398783442775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=112457398783442775' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/112457398783442775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/112457398783442775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/08/wow-i-had-lot-to-say.html' title='WOW! I HAD A LOT TO SAY'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-112430858352524795</id><published>2005-08-17T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T12:56:23.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I STOLE IT</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;this was stolen from someone elses blog, and then stolen from that persons blog , and I stoled it from sleepless walrus's blog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When you look at yourself in the mirror, what's the first thing you look at?&lt;br /&gt;OH SHIT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How much cash do you have on you right now?&lt;br /&gt;none, no pockets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What's a word that rhymes with "TEST"?TSET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Favourite plant?&lt;br /&gt;do I look like a house wife to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your cell phone?&lt;br /&gt;cell phones suck and so do the yuppies that use them (while driving that is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your main ring tone on your phone?&lt;br /&gt;See answer to question #5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if Jason scared, but I am shirtless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you "label" yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, “Don’t open until x-mas”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Name brand of your shoes currently wearing?&lt;br /&gt;not wearing any&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you prefer a bright or dark room?&lt;br /&gt;Dark, light keeps me awake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What did you have for breakfast?&lt;br /&gt;2 asprine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Name your superhero and tell us your signature phrase.&lt;br /&gt;Captian CaveMan “Captin CaveMan”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;br /&gt;Working&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What did your last text message you received on your cell phone say?&lt;br /&gt;again cell phones suck and so do the yuppies that use them (while driving)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you ever click on "Pop Ups" or Banners?&lt;br /&gt;only if it’s porno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What's an expression that you say a lot?&lt;br /&gt;“You Jackass”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who told you they loved you last?&lt;br /&gt;My wife….anyone else would just be wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Last furry thing you touched?&lt;br /&gt;My son’s head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. How many hours a week do you work?&lt;br /&gt;44-46 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How many rolls of film do you need to get developed?&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Favorite age you have been so far?&lt;br /&gt;Up until today it’s all been a blur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Your worst enemy?&lt;br /&gt;The man on the other side of the street, dressed in drag, stairing at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What is your current desk top picture?&lt;br /&gt;Me and my son (Matthew)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What was the last thing you said to someone?&lt;br /&gt;“Matthew, Put That Down”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to go back in time and fix all your mistakes which would you choose?&lt;br /&gt;I would take the million bucks, because one of the problems I had back then that I have now is&lt;br /&gt;being broke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-112430858352524795?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/112430858352524795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=112430858352524795' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/112430858352524795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/112430858352524795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-stole-it.html' title='I STOLE IT'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-112020059419557023</id><published>2005-06-30T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T23:49:54.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DUSTTING OF THE SPIDERWEBS</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know it has been a long time since I have done anything on my bog but you have to remember it is the summer and things always get crazy for me this time of year. I am a year older and feel 10 years older. My store is coming to an end and closing in july. My book is coming (slowly) but i promise to do more on here. See ya around&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-112020059419557023?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/112020059419557023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=112020059419557023' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/112020059419557023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/112020059419557023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/06/dustting-of-spiderwebs.html' title='DUSTTING OF THE SPIDERWEBS'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-111807549917094821</id><published>2005-06-06T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T09:31:39.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TRIVIA OUTCOME</title><content type='html'>Well the disneyland question has been partly answered By Shanda Davis The park was called black sunday because nothing worked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-111807549917094821?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/111807549917094821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=111807549917094821' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111807549917094821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111807549917094821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/06/trivia-outcome.html' title='TRIVIA OUTCOME'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-111760354281643747</id><published>2005-05-31T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T22:27:28.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TRIVIA TIME!</title><content type='html'>for a nice change of view the winner of the trivia goes to my close friend Shanda Davis for getting the most questions right C. M. Coolidge and "The Terry Fox Story" here is your new trivia question, GOOD LUCK! What was Disneylands unoffical name on their first day of being open, and why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-111760354281643747?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/111760354281643747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=111760354281643747' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111760354281643747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111760354281643747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/05/trivia-time.html' title='TRIVIA TIME!'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-111720806393404306</id><published>2005-05-27T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T08:34:23.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AGIAN WINNER IS JASON</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Yes he won again. but I found out that he is not going to have a computer for a while so this is a double triple trivia question just for him (but anyone who wants to can answer)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who painted the first dogs playing poker?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was HBO's first original movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the filming of "Shall We Dance" (2003) what was stolen (from a vehicle on the set) and then later recovered at a murder scene in winnipeg in 2003?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-111720806393404306?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/111720806393404306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=111720806393404306' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111720806393404306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111720806393404306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/05/agian-winner-is-jason.html' title='AGIAN WINNER IS JASON'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-111717745750930051</id><published>2005-05-27T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T00:04:17.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/320/811.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/200/811.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good job Jason Vocque for getting the last question right, here is your new question.........     In the movie "Shark Tale" when Lenny (the shark) coughs up the objects on the table, one of them is a license plate with the registration "007 981" this is the same plate found where? Good Luck&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-111717745750930051?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/111717745750930051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=111717745750930051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111717745750930051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111717745750930051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/05/good-job-jason-vocque-for-getting-last_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-111717803929927833</id><published>2005-05-27T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T00:13:59.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ROUND 2 IS ABOUT TO BEGIAN (LETS GET IT ON)</title><content type='html'>Ok fight fans, it is round 2 of the rumble of a life time. In this corner we have all mighty Remle (me). And in the other corner we have the happiest place on earth (disneyland). Now in case you didn't read about it in the sports page or challenger (remle) didn't do so good in the last fight when it was struck with a blow to the stomuck with food poisning from disneyland. But don't you worry because I had the last laugh when I threw up on donald duck. So wish me luck fight fans because this time I will be coming out swing and bringing my own food!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-111717803929927833?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/111717803929927833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=111717803929927833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111717803929927833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111717803929927833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/05/round-2-is-about-to-begian-lets-get-it.html' title='ROUND 2 IS ABOUT TO BEGIAN (LETS GET IT ON)'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-111713596660295536</id><published>2005-05-26T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T12:32:46.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/320/71.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/200/71.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok here is you new trivia question. In the movie "The Aviator" Leobnardo DiCaprio plays the young director and aviator Howard Hughes. Which actor was origanlly up for the part of Howard Hughes? Good Luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-111713596660295536?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/111713596660295536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=111713596660295536' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111713596660295536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111713596660295536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/05/ok-here-is-you-new-trivia-question.html' title=''/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-111713533759297926</id><published>2005-05-26T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T12:22:17.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YES, HE DID IT AGIAN</title><content type='html'>To Jason Vocque won the last trivia question again. No pic this time but if you want to know what he looks like he's the man under the ears in the pic belowe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-111713533759297926?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/111713533759297926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=111713533759297926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111713533759297926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111713533759297926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/05/yes-he-did-it-agian.html' title='YES, HE DID IT AGIAN'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-111665936177328508</id><published>2005-05-20T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T00:09:21.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK</title><content type='html'>So, I got this idea for a comic book novel called "Concrete War" There are no more dc and marvel all the super-heros work in todays world. The JLA is still around but now has spiderman, wolverin, hulk, and dare devil in it. Green Lanturne is now a vigulanty with the punisher. Wonderwomen is still part of the JLA but now run the WLA (womens leauge of america, or how she likes to put it wonder womens leauge of america) Now one thing that when supermans world got destroyed and he was sent here I don't think it wasn't to help us he was sent here to destroy us. Well in my book batman frames super man to have the JLA vote him ou so batman can become leader. Well superman found out that he had a power which is that if he killed another super hero he would gain their powers so superman joins forces with the kingpin and lex luthar and goes to war with Batman and the JLA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-111665936177328508?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/111665936177328508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=111665936177328508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111665936177328508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111665936177328508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/05/tell-me-what-you-think.html' title='TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-111661033565515879</id><published>2005-05-20T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T10:32:15.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/320/51.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/200/51.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here is the new trivia question. My friends always talked about who would win in a fight Superman or Batman? well in the comic above (batman #612) that question is answered so here is my question. Who does win and how? &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-111661033565515879?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/111661033565515879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=111661033565515879' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111661033565515879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111661033565515879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/05/ok-here-is-new-trivia-question.html' title=''/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-111657065931564158</id><published>2005-05-19T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T23:30:59.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/320/99.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/200/99.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations again to the man under the ears Jason Vocque for answering the trivia question right. The tombstone in the movie "Tombstone" dd read "Here lies Less More, shot in the back by a 44, no less no more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-111657065931564158?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/111657065931564158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=111657065931564158' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111657065931564158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111657065931564158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/05/congratulations-again-to-man-under.html' title=''/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-111639894549664309</id><published>2005-05-17T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T23:49:05.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LETS STOP THE JOKES!!!</title><content type='html'>Someone tells one person a joke, and then that person tells another person the same joke, and then that person tells someone and so on and so on. If you think about it's kind of like a chain reaction. I think of it as a food chain. The person starts the joke is an idot for telling it and then all the other people are morons for repeating it even though they know it's so damn stupied. Let my give you and idea of what kind of joke I am talking about.......                                                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;A patient goes into the doctors office with a cut on his finger he tells the doctor that he hear that he started out his with a hard case. The doctor said,"Yes, my first patient had no eyelids." The patient asked him, "So, what did you do?" The doctor said, "Well, the closes skin on a body to the skin of eyelids is the fourskin on the penise so i cut the skin off and used it for eyelids." The patient was shocked, "Wow! So, how did it turn out do you still talked to him?" The doc said, "Yeah he's fine just now he's a little cockeyed!                                                                    &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;See what I mean! we are supposed to make this world for our children who will soon be our doctors and lawyers and presidents but we aren't doing that with jokes like this on the street. Please, lets do it for the children.&lt;/span&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/12128779-111639894549664309?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/111639894549664309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=111639894549664309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111639894549664309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111639894549664309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/05/lets-stop-jokes.html' title='LETS STOP THE JOKES!!!'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-111639727081057112</id><published>2005-05-17T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T23:21:10.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/320/16.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/200/16.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is your new trivia question. What is writien on the tombstone in the movie "Tobestone"? Here is a hint if you know your history it is a real tombstone in the town tombstone in arizona. GOOD LUCK&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-111639727081057112?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/111639727081057112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=111639727081057112' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111639727081057112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111639727081057112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/05/here-is-your-new-trivia-question.html' title=''/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-111639629427508017</id><published>2005-05-17T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T23:04:54.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/320/21.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/200/21.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to Jason Vocque for answering the trivia question right. Will Smiths first movie was "Where the day takes you"&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-111639629427508017?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/111639629427508017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=111639629427508017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111639629427508017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111639629427508017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/05/congratulations-to-jason-vocque-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-111605782653856564</id><published>2005-05-14T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T01:03:46.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TRIVIA QUESTION</title><content type='html'>Here is the question of the day. The winner will get there name posted on my bog. Good Luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-111605782653856564?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/111605782653856564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=111605782653856564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111605782653856564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111605782653856564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/05/trivia-question.html' title='TRIVIA QUESTION'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-111605751796524574</id><published>2005-05-14T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T00:58:37.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/320/15.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/200/15.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WAS WILL SMITH'S FIRST MOVIE?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-111605751796524574?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/111605751796524574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=111605751796524574' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111605751796524574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111605751796524574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-was-will-smiths-first-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-111596901720653005</id><published>2005-05-13T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T00:23:37.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/320/14.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/200/14.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A funny pic from my best friend. Thanks Skippy!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-111596901720653005?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/111596901720653005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=111596901720653005' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111596901720653005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111596901720653005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/05/funny-pic-from-my-best-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-111596860308434429</id><published>2005-05-13T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T00:20:06.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Ten Worst Movies</title><content type='html'>Ok, for those of you who don't know and don't care I work in the movie buisness with all the big name stars like, Tom Hanks, Bill Murry, And even Jim Carry. That's right I work at blockbuster and I my goal is to see every movie in the store and here are the top ten worst movies I have seen since I have worked there.....starting with the least worst.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-111596860308434429?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/111596860308434429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=111596860308434429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111596860308434429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111596860308434429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/05/top-ten-worst-movies.html' title='Top Ten Worst Movies'/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-111596837992456004</id><published>2005-05-13T00:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T00:12:59.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/320/4.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/200/4.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. House of the dead (worst movie I have seen)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-111596837992456004?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/111596837992456004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=111596837992456004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111596837992456004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111596837992456004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/05/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-111596833636871222</id><published>2005-05-13T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T00:12:16.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/320/5.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/200/5.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Last Horror Movie&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-111596833636871222?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/111596833636871222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=111596833636871222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111596833636871222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111596833636871222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/05/2.html' title=''/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-111596830258990550</id><published>2005-05-13T00:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T00:11:42.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/320/1111.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/200/1111.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Lost in Translation&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-111596830258990550?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/111596830258990550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=111596830258990550' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111596830258990550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111596830258990550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/05/3.html' title=''/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-111596826140717393</id><published>2005-05-13T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T00:11:01.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/320/8.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/200/8.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-111596826140717393?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/111596826140717393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=111596826140717393' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111596826140717393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111596826140717393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/05/4.html' title=''/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-111596819309965780</id><published>2005-05-13T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T00:09:53.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/320/7.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/200/7.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Team America&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-111596819309965780?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/111596819309965780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=111596819309965780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111596819309965780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111596819309965780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/05/5.html' title=''/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-111596813871762172</id><published>2005-05-13T00:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T00:08:58.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/320/6.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/200/6.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Spun&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-111596813871762172?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/111596813871762172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=111596813871762172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111596813871762172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111596813871762172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/05/6.html' title=''/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-111596810627030047</id><published>2005-05-13T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T00:08:26.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/320/3.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/200/3.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. R.S.V.P.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-111596810627030047?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/111596810627030047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=111596810627030047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111596810627030047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111596810627030047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/05/7.html' title=''/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-111596807615442324</id><published>2005-05-13T00:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T00:07:56.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/320/121.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/200/121.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Garden State&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-111596807615442324?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/111596807615442324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=111596807615442324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111596807615442324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111596807615442324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/05/8.html' title=''/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-111596803797052599</id><published>2005-05-13T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T00:07:17.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/320/91.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/200/91.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Casablanca&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-111596803797052599?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/111596803797052599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=111596803797052599' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111596803797052599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111596803797052599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/05/9_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-111596800111268407</id><published>2005-05-13T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T00:06:41.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/320/101.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/200/101.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Elektra&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-111596800111268407?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/111596800111268407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=111596800111268407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111596800111268407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111596800111268407'/><link 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href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/640/100_0482.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/50/5467/320/100_0482.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-111536180551795394?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/111536180551795394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=111536180551795394' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111536180551795394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111536180551795394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-son-matthew-or-who-i-like-to-call.html' title=''/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-111536170912216615</id><published>2005-05-05T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T23:41:49.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My loving wife Tammi and my son Matthew&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-loving-wife-tammi-and-my-son.html' title=''/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-111479744095309684</id><published>2005-04-29T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T11:03:57.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok today is my day off and I was thinking about all the suckers that have to work today. So here are some tips to get out of going to work. if you have some of your own I would love to hear them and to gether we can stick it to the man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sprayed by a skunk.&lt;br /&gt;I tripped over my dog and was knocked unconscious.&lt;br /&gt;My bus broke down and was held up by robbers.&lt;br /&gt;I was arrested as a result of mistaken identity.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to come back to work after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't find my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;I hurt myself bowling.&lt;br /&gt;I was spit on by a venomous snake.&lt;br /&gt;I totaled my wife's jeep in a collision with a cow.&lt;br /&gt;A hitman was looking for me.&lt;br /&gt;My curlers burned my hair and I had to go to the hairdresser.&lt;br /&gt;I eloped.&lt;br /&gt;My brain went to sleep and I couldn't wake it up.&lt;br /&gt;My cat unplugged my alarm clock.&lt;br /&gt;I had to be there for my husband's grand jury trial.&lt;br /&gt;I had to ship my grandmother's bones to India (note: she passed away 20 years before).&lt;br /&gt;I forgot what day of the week it was.&lt;br /&gt;Someone slipped drugs in my drink last night.&lt;br /&gt;A tree fell on my car.&lt;br /&gt;My monkey died.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-111479744095309684?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/111479744095309684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=111479744095309684' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111479744095309684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111479744095309684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/04/ok-today-is-my-day-off-and-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12128779.post-111337547765751236</id><published>2005-04-12T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T00:23:09.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The following is a one man show that I wrote back in collage that will be revized and going into the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A Walk in The Park"&lt;br /&gt;by John Throne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Light’s up, teenager’s room. Door up right, closet center right, bed up center, desk center left, clothes cover the floor, posters all over the wall)&lt;br /&gt;(The body of a young teenage boy hangs in the middle of the room by a noose)&lt;br /&gt;"I just don’t think hanging myself is for me, it makes me feel to much like "George&lt;br /&gt;of The Jungle"! (climb down from rope) I can’t figure out what suicide is best for me. I’ve&lt;br /&gt;tried them all, putting a gun to my head but that made me feel like I was standing next to a&lt;br /&gt;Singapore hooker. I tried slicing my wrist but for some reason using a pink lady-bic razor&lt;br /&gt;with daisies on it doesn’t seem manly enough! I tried drinking dangerous chemicals, but&lt;br /&gt;all Windex does is give you a stomach ache and shinny teeth! I even tried to droned myself&lt;br /&gt;but the only river we have in this town only goes up to your knees! I never knew that&lt;br /&gt;finding the right way to commit suicide could be so hard! I feel that no matter what suicide&lt;br /&gt;I decide to do it’s going to reject me just like the people in my life. Just like her.&lt;br /&gt;The way she was talking about me last night she made me out to be a disease, I&lt;br /&gt;think it’s because I don’t have a body like Floyd or Greg, and I don’t have a personality&lt;br /&gt;like Cris! Hey, it’s not the first time that a girl acts like they will catch something and die if&lt;br /&gt;they get to close to me. It’s not the first, but after tonight it will be the last! No, it’s not the&lt;br /&gt;first time. Back in high school girls treated me like that all the time! They laughed and&lt;br /&gt;whisper as I walk down the hall, or not hold my hand during the square dance part of PE!&lt;br /&gt;But they weren’t all like that though. There were a couple of daisies hidden in the bed of&lt;br /&gt;roses!&lt;br /&gt;(phone rings, walks over&lt;br /&gt;the bed and picks it up)&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Hell, God speaking.........&lt;br /&gt;hey Greg, what’s going on?........&lt;br /&gt;I’m not doing nothing, just hanging out. Why?..........&lt;br /&gt;oh, same ol same ol. Getting people together to go get coffee, huh?..........&lt;br /&gt;(an older women’s voice is heard off stage)&lt;br /&gt;(voice) Mark.........Mark?&lt;br /&gt;hold on a minute Greg..........&lt;br /&gt;(to the voice) Yeah mom?&lt;br /&gt;(voice) Your father and I are leaving to go visit your aunt-Helen................well be back late&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow night..........bye sweetie&lt;br /&gt;(to the voice) bye!&lt;br /&gt;( back on the phone) Greg, you there?.............&lt;br /&gt;no, I don’t feel like going out tonight........&lt;br /&gt;what?.............&lt;br /&gt;who told you that I liked Allison?.............&lt;br /&gt;wait, wait, wait..........let me get this strait, she’s going to call me before 2 tonight if she&lt;br /&gt;wants to go out with me?.............&lt;br /&gt;OK, but it won’t happen.........&lt;br /&gt;yeah, I’ll talk to you later........&lt;br /&gt;bye.......(hangs up phone)&lt;br /&gt;Every night it’s the same thing, (in Greg’s voice) "Hey Mark you want to go out&lt;br /&gt;and get some coffee and then go to the park?" Yep, the park always follows getting coffee!&lt;br /&gt;It’s a teenage evolutionary trend! It’s not so bad really, there a cool bunch of friends. Even&lt;br /&gt;though they make fun of me every second of every minute that I’m with them, but these&lt;br /&gt;are my buddies, my pals, assholes who don’t give a shit about me! They don’t, they only&lt;br /&gt;care about what I can give them or how many insults they can give me!&lt;br /&gt;(turn on radio and walk over to Muriel on wall, and start painting) And the girl that&lt;br /&gt;I’m crazy about doesn’t care about me! Last night at the park she was talking about me to&lt;br /&gt;Cris and in her voice it sounded like I was some kind of disease. It cuts like a knife when a&lt;br /&gt;girl treats you that way, believe me I know. The past was so much easier, all you had to do&lt;br /&gt;was drink a couple cases of beer, two bottles of Jack Danials, smoke a little weed and then&lt;br /&gt;pick a girl out of the group and do her until the end of the night or you pass out, whatever&lt;br /&gt;came first! But the past isn’t something I joke about. I’ve seen things that only you can&lt;br /&gt;imagine. I’m not talking about with my eyes but with my mind, your life is nothing until&lt;br /&gt;you wipe the blood of a friend off the wall from a massive suicide!&lt;br /&gt;Now days there is to much that’s needed like feelings, emotion, caring, and love!&lt;br /&gt;That kind of stuff didn’t mean shit to someone who is strung out with a hang over laying in&lt;br /&gt;a pool there own vomit! Allison, her name is as beautiful as she is! I know one thing she is&lt;br /&gt;my feelings, emotion and love! (pause) But she doesn’t love me. Why should she? She’s&lt;br /&gt;looking for a guy who is romantic, loving, caring, understanding, and treats her right.&lt;br /&gt;(violently starts painting the Mural harder and faster) Of course she wouldn’t want&lt;br /&gt;someone like me, I’m all that and more! Although she forgot to mention a few other things&lt;br /&gt;that were on her list that she looks for in a guy. Like Good looks, a body of Greek god,&lt;br /&gt;and a tight ass that you can bounce a 5 dollar bill off of and get change. I can treat her&lt;br /&gt;better then anyone. But how can I prove that I have got what it takes to make her happy if&lt;br /&gt;she won’t give me the chance!&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe.....(reaches over the bed and grabs a bottle of pills, tries to open the bottle&lt;br /&gt;but can’t) Just makes you want to shove so many pills down your throat so you never wake&lt;br /&gt;up! God damn this child proof cap! (slams the bottle against the ground so hard he falls to&lt;br /&gt;the floor) (in tears) I guess it’s not the right suicide for me if I can’t get the damn bottle&lt;br /&gt;open! Death won’t except me. My friends have never excepted me. She’ll never except&lt;br /&gt;me! Hell, I don’t even except myself!&lt;br /&gt;Life sucks, and God knows that life sucks, that’s why he gave us drugs. He knows&lt;br /&gt;life sucks so much that you need something that makes you laugh for 8 strait hours! Oh,&lt;br /&gt;how I need to laugh! (looks over at the clock) well it’s 1:30. I still have a half hour. Maybe&lt;br /&gt;she will call. She isn’t like the others that’s why I love her! (pause) Deaths the only thing in&lt;br /&gt;my life that wont leave me! My whole life I do things to make others happy! I give tapes to&lt;br /&gt;my friends for no reason and they are kind enough to give me insults in return. My art&lt;br /&gt;work is something I used to do for me, but now people are telling what to paint and all that,&lt;br /&gt;it’s like it’s not even for me any more! If I killed myself would it be for me or for them?&lt;br /&gt;(phone rings) Oh my God that’s her, I can tell in the ring! I’m so nervous, I’ll just&lt;br /&gt;answer it. Hell, she’s probably just calling to tell me no! She’s very polite like that!&lt;br /&gt;(pick up the phone)&lt;br /&gt;Hello?...........&lt;br /&gt;(short pause)&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I’d love to subscribe.........(quickly hangs the phone up)&lt;br /&gt;God damn New York Times......don’t even know it’s 1:30 in the morning. ( walks&lt;br /&gt;over to the desk and grabs a bottle of Jack Danials) The worst part about it was that I&lt;br /&gt;actually believed that it was her calling. Who am I joking, her calling me and saying that&lt;br /&gt;she’ll go out with me is like me being alive in the morning.........it isn’t going to happen! I&lt;br /&gt;don’t know, maybe suicide isn’t for me. From living with that past that I have suicide has&lt;br /&gt;crossed my mind more then a hundred times but I could never go through with it because&lt;br /&gt;my mind kept telling my heart that I should wait because something better was going to&lt;br /&gt;come along and make me happy, but it never does! Maybe I should just go off on my own&lt;br /&gt;to a place where no one knows me and I don’t know them! I could become a whole new&lt;br /&gt;person, someone without a past. But if I stay here I won’t have a future!&lt;br /&gt;This town has nothing to offer me anymore. I’ve dated all the girls that I want to&lt;br /&gt;date here, and Allison is the last one I want to have any kind of relationship with. This&lt;br /&gt;town is nothing but a dead-end street to me.&lt;br /&gt;(looking at the clock again) 1:48...........I don’t know what I’m waiting for, she isn’t&lt;br /&gt;going to call! I should just pull the trigger and get it over with. I know that using a gun&lt;br /&gt;isn’t for me, but I’m killing myself not performing brain surgery! Why do I give a damn&lt;br /&gt;what the right way to commit suicide is, if it does the trick then it’s the right one!&lt;br /&gt;(pause) Wait! What the hell am I doing, I can’t kill myself................ I can’t kill&lt;br /&gt;myself without writing a note telling why! I can hear them now, " Do you have a note? We&lt;br /&gt;need a note pale! You got to have note pale! Don’t be one of those stupid shits that kills&lt;br /&gt;themselves and no one knows why hell they did it!"&lt;br /&gt;OK, I’ll write a note! (talking out loud what he’s writing)&lt;br /&gt;See you all in hell&lt;br /&gt;Love Mark&lt;br /&gt;No, no. It has to be more sophisticated. (throws the paper away)&lt;br /&gt;I am utterly alone; by the time you read this I will be gone........having&lt;br /&gt;plumished.......plumished? What the hell kind of word is that? (scratches it out) plummeted,&lt;br /&gt;thrown, launched......released....yeah! released my tried soul off the bridge.......&lt;br /&gt;No, sounds like something Winona Rider would say in a bad Michael Keaton movie! I&lt;br /&gt;need something that says not only why but how I am feeling!&lt;br /&gt;I am alone! I can’t handle knowing you. All of you and even those who I have never met&lt;br /&gt;before! I let death take my life because none of you would! Whether I am in heaven or in&lt;br /&gt;hell I’m happier then where I was before! I look in the mirror and see the pain that you all&lt;br /&gt;have given me that have made my eyes blue! I can’t say that I’ll miss you all.......and I&lt;br /&gt;won’t say that I’ll try! But I’ll enjoy the change!&lt;br /&gt;(walks over to the Muriel and glues that letter to it and then signs the Muriel) Mark&lt;br /&gt;Garrison. (he walks over to the bed lighting a smoke and picking up the gun and sitting on&lt;br /&gt;the edge of the bed) well it’s 2 and the phone isn’t ringing. It’s just as well (lights go out,&lt;br /&gt;gun is fired in the dark, cigarette drops to the floor! It becomes silence for few seconds, the clock flashes to 2:01)&lt;br /&gt;(The phone rings)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12128779-111337547765751236?l=remlelation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/feeds/111337547765751236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12128779&amp;postID=111337547765751236' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111337547765751236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12128779/posts/default/111337547765751236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remlelation.blogspot.com/2005/04/following-is-one-man-show-that-i-wrote.html' title=''/><author><name>Remlelation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09955094581399660285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/images/fudd.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
