<?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-4911494656659359184</id><updated>2012-01-27T10:58:47.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bob Dammit!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobdammit.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4911494656659359184/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobdammit.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4911494656659359184.post-4162793584040594293</id><published>2010-01-05T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T12:00:21.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man, did I ever get busted!</title><content type='html'>No, really... I did... literally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 10 feet off the ground, my ladder slipped out from under me. I landed on a hard floor, rolled my ankle pretty bad and while it was rolled sideways, the ladder landed on top of my ankle, and then the rest of my fat ass landed on top of that!! I was a human pretzel! I have never broken a bone before now, but I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt it was busted! And boy is it ever... busted the ankle itself in 2 places, and they suspect (although are not sure) that there are a couple more broken bones on the top of the foot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough talk... here's the pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img341.imageshack.us/img341/8053/ankle.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img341.imageshack.us/img341/8053/ankle.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img695.imageshack.us/i/ankle004e.jpg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img695.imageshack.us/img695/3069/ankle004e.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img109.imageshack.us/i/ankle005.jpg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img109.imageshack.us/img109/3237/ankle005.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4911494656659359184-4162793584040594293?l=bobdammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobdammit.blogspot.com/feeds/4162793584040594293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4911494656659359184&amp;postID=4162793584040594293' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4911494656659359184/posts/default/4162793584040594293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4911494656659359184/posts/default/4162793584040594293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobdammit.blogspot.com/2010/01/man-did-i-ever-get-busted.html' title='Man, did I ever get busted!'/><author><name>Bob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4911494656659359184.post-994667340685550972</id><published>2008-10-23T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T19:38:15.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Ride!</title><content type='html'>So, 2 weeks ago, Chelle and I flew down to Las Vegas and picked up my new car! We played around Vegas for a while before driving it home. This car is great! I love it! It's a 2006 Dodge Magnum SRT8 (the SRT8 part means it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAST&lt;/span&gt;!!) This baby has 440 horsepower and does 0-60 in 5.1 sec!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest trick now will be not getting any tickets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="magpics"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PxokXIjaEgs/SQErwKQIxzI/AAAAAAAAAEA/bwDd7cn69Kc/s400/blog1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260533946131203890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PxokXIjaEgs/SQEvSCAw9KI/AAAAAAAAAEg/WPyzWy_a6uQ/s400/blog5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260537826569680034" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PxokXIjaEgs/SQEsMCNPUnI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/l2etrxVOfgw/s400/blog3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260534425007903346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PxokXIjaEgs/SQEspSpjVdI/AAAAAAAAAEY/fn1sxftlawg/s400/blog4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260534927637829074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4911494656659359184-994667340685550972?l=bobdammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobdammit.blogspot.com/feeds/994667340685550972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4911494656659359184&amp;postID=994667340685550972' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4911494656659359184/posts/default/994667340685550972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4911494656659359184/posts/default/994667340685550972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobdammit.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-ride.html' title='New Ride!'/><author><name>Bob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PxokXIjaEgs/SQErwKQIxzI/AAAAAAAAAEA/bwDd7cn69Kc/s72-c/blog1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4911494656659359184.post-3165771470398420814</id><published>2008-06-22T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T19:10:04.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Template</title><content type='html'>So. My new template sucks. Yes I'm a web-programmer and graphics-designer and I suck. I'll fix it later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4911494656659359184-3165771470398420814?l=bobdammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobdammit.blogspot.com/feeds/3165771470398420814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4911494656659359184&amp;postID=3165771470398420814' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4911494656659359184/posts/default/3165771470398420814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4911494656659359184/posts/default/3165771470398420814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobdammit.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-template.html' title='New Template'/><author><name>Bob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4911494656659359184.post-9093480566855679976</id><published>2008-06-17T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T21:05:45.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>English 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;style&gt;dt { font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; font-variant: small-caps; letter-spacing: 1px;} p { margin: 0px; padding: 5px 0px; } p.additional { border-top: 1px solid #cccccc; } span.example { font-style: italic; display: block; color: #666699; } a span.example { text-decoration: underline; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="position: relative;"&gt;I do a lot of reading; very little in books, but being a web-programmer, I am exposed to and read quite a lot of material online. Being a bit of a perfectionist, I tend to notice all the little spelling and grammar mistakes that so many people tend to make (myself included on &lt;strong style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rare&lt;/strong&gt; occasion&lt;img style="margin: 0px 5px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PxokXIjaEgs/SFig5a_F52I/AAAAAAAAACg/8jJl5__-sME/s400/smiley_spacer.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213093477038286690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="position: absolute; top: auto; margin-left: -45px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PxokXIjaEgs/SFif6mSxCYI/AAAAAAAAACY/yexFnffeaXs/s400/smiley_tongue.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213092397741836674" border="0" /&gt;) and I've noticed a few disturbingly common ones:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Then &lt;i&gt;vs.&lt;/i&gt; Than:&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Then&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; denotes a &lt;u&gt;process&lt;/u&gt; or procedure such as a set of instructions. &lt;span class="example"&gt;Example: First, kiss me, then take off my clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="additional"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Than&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; denotes a &lt;u&gt;comparison&lt;/u&gt; between two or more things. &lt;span class="example"&gt;Example: Becca is taller than Jetta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Two, To, and Too&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is the &lt;u&gt;number&lt;/u&gt; 2. This word has no other meanings. &lt;span class="example"&gt;Example: Chelle has two hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="additional"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;To&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; indicates a &lt;u&gt;direction&lt;/u&gt; or &lt;u&gt;intent&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;span class="example"&gt;Examples: Bob is going to the store. Bob needs to get more coke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="additional"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Too&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; can either mean 'also' or in excess. &lt;span class="example"&gt;Examples: Kevin has a gun, too (also). Kevin is too good of a shot (excessively good) for me to win a duel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Your &lt;i&gt;vs.&lt;/i&gt; You're&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is &lt;u&gt;possessive&lt;/u&gt;. This means that something belongs to someone. &lt;span class="example"&gt;Example: Jetta, is this your jungle friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="additional"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is a contraction or shortening of two separate words. Together, it is short for &lt;u&gt;'you are'&lt;/u&gt; which indicates a state of being. &lt;a href="http://www.castlemountains.com/postcards/eunifun/honeybunch.shtml" title="Ahh! Link!" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="example"&gt;Example: You're my honey bunch, sugar plum, pumby-umby-umpkin. You're my sweety pie. You're my cuppy cake, gum drop, schnookums, schnookums, you're the apple of my eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt&gt;There &lt;i&gt;vs.&lt;/i&gt; Their&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;There&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; refers to a &lt;u&gt;place&lt;/u&gt; or &lt;u&gt;location&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;span class="example"&gt;Example: Put my coke over there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="additional"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Their&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is plural-possessive, which means something &lt;u&gt;belongs to a &lt;i&gt;group&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; of people rather than just an individual. &lt;span class="example"&gt;Examples: Their dog thinks it's a dachshund (but it's really not).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Its &lt;i&gt;vs.&lt;/i&gt; It's&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Its&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is &lt;u&gt;possessive&lt;/u&gt; with reference to some person, place, or thing. &lt;span class="example"&gt;Example: Kevin's face looks so much better without its beard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="additional"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is a contraction or shortening of two separate words. Together, it is short for &lt;u&gt;'it is'&lt;/u&gt; which indicates a state of being. &lt;span class="example"&gt;Example: It's not enough to have just one gun -- you gotta have at least three!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4911494656659359184-9093480566855679976?l=bobdammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobdammit.blogspot.com/feeds/9093480566855679976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4911494656659359184&amp;postID=9093480566855679976' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4911494656659359184/posts/default/9093480566855679976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4911494656659359184/posts/default/9093480566855679976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobdammit.blogspot.com/2008/06/english-101.html' title='English 101'/><author><name>Bob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_PxokXIjaEgs/SFig5a_F52I/AAAAAAAAACg/8jJl5__-sME/s72-c/smiley_spacer.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4911494656659359184.post-3910253788737276555</id><published>2008-05-20T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T23:12:21.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For the love of Ikea</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="position: relative;"&gt;So. We've made yet another trip to Ikea and spent yet more money on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stuff&lt;/span&gt;. I think I may actually have more Ikea furniture in my house now than non-Ikea furniture!&lt;img style="position: absolute; top: auto; margin-left: 5px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PxokXIjaEgs/SDOuHa2N4VI/AAAAAAAAABw/rIWrW_IxX9I/s200/smiley_s.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202693437032096082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="position: relative; margin-top: 15px;"&gt;This trip was for the specific purpose of organizing the pig-sty of an office we've become accustomed to working in &lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; color: #bf9a73;"&gt;(and stashing miscellaneous items with no better home)&lt;/span&gt;. We've had a couple items in mind, and this time we actually got one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="position: relative; margin-bottom: 15px;"&gt;Here's a picture of the "new" office which is still not completely organized. But you can see the shelving unit and the freshly painted wall behind it! The fact that we can actually walk from the doorway to our respective desks is a feat in and of itself -- you should all be proud! &lt;img style="position: absolute; top: auto; margin-left: 5px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PxokXIjaEgs/SDOvY62N4WI/AAAAAAAAAB4/WzfsKMOlS24/s200/smiley_party.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202694837191434594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="padding: 3px; border: 2px solid #333333;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PxokXIjaEgs/SDOwNa2N4XI/AAAAAAAAACA/FAy3eVrkURI/s400/_IGP1383.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202695739134566770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4911494656659359184-3910253788737276555?l=bobdammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobdammit.blogspot.com/feeds/3910253788737276555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4911494656659359184&amp;postID=3910253788737276555' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4911494656659359184/posts/default/3910253788737276555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4911494656659359184/posts/default/3910253788737276555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobdammit.blogspot.com/2008/05/for-love-of-ikea.html' title='For the love of Ikea'/><author><name>Bob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PxokXIjaEgs/SDOuHa2N4VI/AAAAAAAAABw/rIWrW_IxX9I/s72-c/smiley_s.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4911494656659359184.post-2928792685682037324</id><published>2008-04-23T09:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T10:48:58.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Rash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192477796167827858" style="MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PxokXIjaEgs/SA9jC3CvwZI/AAAAAAAAABg/U4-LNnhdHKE/s400/leg.jpg" align="right" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;We had our 2nd softball game of the season on Monday and it was a lot of fun, albeit frustrating. We had a hard time working as a team at the start of the game and gave up 9 runs in the first inning! No worries, though, they never scored again until the end of the game and we caught up straight away. It was a good, close game with good plays and frustrating mistakes on both sides. When time was up, we were tied 10-10 and went into extra innings. We scored 1 run, they scored 1 run. Another extra inning. Lisa got on base, I got a single which advanced her to 3rd, then I decided to stretch my single into a double and it almost cost us. The play at second was a LOT closer than I thought it would be and I ended up sliding in. Did I mention that I was playing in shorts? I was safe, mind you, but I tore up my leg pretty good! It still stings a bit. (I can't imagine having road rash like this all over my body after a motorcycle accident or something!). Anyway, back to the game. We scored 2 more points and now it's their turn to bat. 1 out... 2 outs... no runs. We're holding them. A single sends the planted runner from second all the way home and they are now only down by 1 point. Another single. A double. Now a runner on 3rd threatening to tie the game and a runner on 2nd threatening to win the game. 2 outs, winning run on second, big hitter at the plate... no pressure. A hit! Deep to right field... 2 runners in... that's game!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, well. We had fun. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192480729630491042" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PxokXIjaEgs/SA9ltnCvwaI/AAAAAAAAABo/5loBoF871jE/s200/smiley.gif" border="0" /&gt; It was a good game and we simply got beat. If we'd lost because we didn't play well, or the umpire was making bad calls, I would be upset and disappointed, but that's not how it happened. We just got beat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4911494656659359184-2928792685682037324?l=bobdammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobdammit.blogspot.com/feeds/2928792685682037324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4911494656659359184&amp;postID=2928792685682037324' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4911494656659359184/posts/default/2928792685682037324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4911494656659359184/posts/default/2928792685682037324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobdammit.blogspot.com/2008/04/we-had-our-2nd-softball-game-of-season.html' title='Road Rash'/><author><name>Bob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PxokXIjaEgs/SA9jC3CvwZI/AAAAAAAAABg/U4-LNnhdHKE/s72-c/leg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4911494656659359184.post-4537908298080619140</id><published>2008-04-14T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T09:40:14.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PxokXIjaEgs/SAQm0NcqxhI/AAAAAAAAABY/lBklAg4CZqs/s320/wiggum.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189314228056147426" border="0" /&gt;So we played our co-ed softball season-opening game tonight and we kicked butt! They called the game after the 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; inning because the score was 12-0! Very Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly as it sounds, I was a little nervous to play, but my first at-bat I hit a 2 RBI triple! And the very next at bat I hit an in-the-park home run (nevermind that I barely made it to first and didn't see second base on my 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; at-bat). I can *not* believe how out of shape I am! It took me a solid 5 minutes to catch my breath after running around the bases! I felt like a fat cop chasing a fast guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelle did really good, too! We practiced a good chunk on Saturday to get her ready. We threw balls and did a little hitting, too.  Today was her first game &lt;span style="font-style: italic; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; and she got on base twice all by herself! She even scored! Way to go! (she's got a great coach &lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PxokXIjaEgs/SAQi6NcqxcI/AAAAAAAAAAw/IF3WjpRiPKk/s320/wink.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189311054075315650" style="position: relative; top: 3px;" border="0" /&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4911494656659359184-4537908298080619140?l=bobdammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobdammit.blogspot.com/feeds/4537908298080619140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4911494656659359184&amp;postID=4537908298080619140' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4911494656659359184/posts/default/4537908298080619140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4911494656659359184/posts/default/4537908298080619140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobdammit.blogspot.com/2008/04/homer.html' title='Homer!'/><author><name>Bob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_PxokXIjaEgs/SAQm0NcqxhI/AAAAAAAAABY/lBklAg4CZqs/s72-c/wiggum.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4911494656659359184.post-120071997879382791</id><published>2008-04-11T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T09:41:00.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 50pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; float: right;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PxokXIjaEgs/SAA8f78YzXI/AAAAAAAAAAo/5msRRAWWfM0/s320/Clipboard01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188213290095398258" border="0" /&gt;So, apparently, I am one tired little man. I dragged all day at work yesterday and when I came home, pretty much went straight to bed... it was about 7:30. I vaguely remember waking up sometime around midnight and promptly losing consciousness  again. I slept like a log until I got tired of hitting my snooze button at 8:30 the next morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an energy drink for breakfast today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4911494656659359184-120071997879382791?l=bobdammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobdammit.blogspot.com/feeds/120071997879382791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4911494656659359184&amp;postID=120071997879382791' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4911494656659359184/posts/default/120071997879382791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4911494656659359184/posts/default/120071997879382791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobdammit.blogspot.com/2008/04/sleepy.html' title='Sleepy'/><author><name>Bob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PxokXIjaEgs/SAA8f78YzXI/AAAAAAAAAAo/5msRRAWWfM0/s72-c/Clipboard01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4911494656659359184.post-114721351853820435</id><published>2008-04-06T13:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T13:55:11.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog????</title><content type='html'>Blogging?? Now that I have my ideal URL, what do I do with it? I don't write much... maybe I should start...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4911494656659359184-114721351853820435?l=bobdammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobdammit.blogspot.com/feeds/114721351853820435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4911494656659359184&amp;postID=114721351853820435' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4911494656659359184/posts/default/114721351853820435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4911494656659359184/posts/default/114721351853820435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobdammit.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog.html' title='Blog????'/><author><name>Bob</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
