<?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-7427088</id><updated>2012-01-25T04:44:53.072-08:00</updated><category term='Kids'/><category term='me'/><category term='Sam and Kevin'/><category term='assholes'/><category term='Video Games'/><category term='optimism'/><category term='family'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>Suburban Home</title><subtitle type='html'>Nothing but shambles and rambles to be seen here.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>204</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-4982637404920241980</id><published>2011-09-19T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T22:41:17.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Housewives</title><content type='html'>Well, I've been a housewife for about 3 weeks now. Househusband, to be exact, but who's splitting hairs when you don't have to work? I guess the main point to make is that I identify a bit with the common housewife now, especially those staying home with kids while their spouse is away. Everybody thinks they know the positives to staying at home, and while there are definitely some, there are some negatives as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Guilt. You feel guilty not being at work. I know there's a reason I don't have a job right now, but it doesn't help assuage the feeling of guilt. Part of the reason for staying home is so Mandy will have flexibility with her schedule for the next couple months. Opening a new store isn't easy, and she may have some early mornings and late nights, hopefully I can help her out by being there for her and the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. It's not as free of a schedule as you think. Once my wife leaves around 7:45, I get up and get Lexi ready for school. I then take her out to the bus stop at 8:30. She gets home at 3:45, which is definitely a nice chunk of time, but somehow as soon as noon hits, you start thinking about how quickly the afternoon will pass, and every idea of something you wanted to get done dissolves with the idea that there's not enough time before you have to march back out to the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Is Noah enjoying his alone time with Dad? He told M. the other day that he was, and he definitely gets time for video games and tv, but is he getting enough growth out of this? He doesn't interact with other kids like he does at daycare, and while I try to get out and visit places, he gets bored easily with running errands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I do like being here when Lexi gets home. We often read as soon as she gets home, or we go to the park, where I can let the kids play. Sometimes the playground is full of other kids, and it's a nice opportunity for my own kids to be around children they don't know. It's fun to watch them be hesitant at first, then open up and start playing with others. Until they start telling the other kids they should come home with us, because we have cookies and games. I tried to tell Lexi that that was kind of creepy, but she didn't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I have a ton of things to do, but never seem to get anything done. Today I cleaned the house. We're having M's co-workers over on Wed. for a barbecue, and hey, what else was I doing all day anyway? I had her make me a list of projects, and this should give me something good to work on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-4982637404920241980?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/4982637404920241980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=4982637404920241980' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/4982637404920241980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/4982637404920241980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2011/09/housewives.html' title='Housewives'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-8230756005859317995</id><published>2010-11-21T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T22:37:59.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noah is 4</title><content type='html'>I can hardly believe it, a 4 year old and a soon to be 6 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was looking at Noah, I didn't say anything, and he gives me this weird look and says, "What?", like I'm acting weird or something. I'm like, "Nothing". A minute later I look at him again, he gives me the same funny look and says, "What?" Nothing, I said, I'm just looking at you. He thinks I'm crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-8230756005859317995?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8230756005859317995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=8230756005859317995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/8230756005859317995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/8230756005859317995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2010/11/noah-is-4.html' title='Noah is 4'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-6589244298904029755</id><published>2010-09-08T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T09:45:33.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>22</title><content type='html'>Today in the car Noah was playing with a new toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Daddy, this is 22."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you mean?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He holds up the toy and on the bottom it's marked '22'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad for a 3 year old that thinks he's yellow years old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-6589244298904029755?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/6589244298904029755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=6589244298904029755' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/6589244298904029755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/6589244298904029755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2010/09/22.html' title='22'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-4265373681952161454</id><published>2010-09-07T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T23:52:31.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Girl</title><content type='html'>Wow, tomorrow is Lexi's first day of Kindergarten. It really is hard to fathom how quickly 5 years have gone by. Today we dropped off supplies at her classroom, and tomorrow we'll drop her off at the front of the building and pick her up 2 hours later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a big day for all of us /shudder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-4265373681952161454?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/4265373681952161454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=4265373681952161454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/4265373681952161454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/4265373681952161454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2010/09/big-girl.html' title='Big Girl'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-3391694848651283420</id><published>2010-08-24T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T22:35:20.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-3391694848651283420?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/3391694848651283420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=3391694848651283420' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/3391694848651283420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/3391694848651283420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2010/08/carnival.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-1243650772579779052</id><published>2010-03-17T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T20:23:33.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Alex Chilton</title><content type='html'>"Here's a revision that's kind of minor, it's just a little town down in Indochina" - Bangkok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad thing is, I thought he was already dead, but he was only 59.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the name doesn't ring a bell, you'd probably at recognize him as the singer from the Box Tops with the hit song, "The Letter".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it does ring a bell, you probably already know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-1243650772579779052?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/1243650772579779052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=1243650772579779052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/1243650772579779052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/1243650772579779052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2010/03/rip-alex-chilton.html' title='RIP Alex Chilton'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-3976796979203432256</id><published>2010-02-17T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T20:44:15.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Lexi</title><content type='html'>Five years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five short years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it feels like 10, but usually more like 1 or 2. The time just flies past like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember that first night, Swedish Hospital, just the 3 of us. They got the bed, I got the chair. It was such a blur, such a lack of sleep that you didn't really know what was happening at any time. Changing diapers, feeding her, and sitting around until they finally released us late the next afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I had to drop her off at daycare at 3 months old. It just seemed so cruel. Now it's such a relief sometimes, to know that they're going to be playing with other kids and eating a couple of square meals, compared to whatever slop I throw together for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her first tooth, steps, words. Her first scrapes and tumbles. Her first smile and her first bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how scared you can be with the first child, thinking of all the awful things that you are sure are going to happen any day now...it's just a matter of time. By the time her little brother was born, you're fine giving him a shard of glass and a lighter and just letting him go for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time she was only maybe 6 months old and was throwing everything up for days, we took her to the emergency room and fed her by the dropper full. The doctor says, "Everything's fine, as long as she's not dehydrated". That's what I pretty much say all the time, but the wife never takes my word for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time she slept through the night all the way. Now THAT was a good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to win any best-parenting contest anytime soon, but I will love that girl with all my heart for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, babe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-3976796979203432256?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/3976796979203432256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=3976796979203432256' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/3976796979203432256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/3976796979203432256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-birthday-lexi.html' title='Happy Birthday, Lexi'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-7176697143190314598</id><published>2010-02-15T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T21:04:34.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>March 6th and 7th</title><content type='html'>My wife is working that Wednesday and taking the weekend off. I cannot forget this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-7176697143190314598?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7176697143190314598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=7176697143190314598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/7176697143190314598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/7176697143190314598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2010/02/march-6th-and-7th.html' title='March 6th and 7th'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-2763682565220030673</id><published>2009-11-21T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T22:20:23.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little treat</title><content type='html'>For those of you who still check this site. I tend to post more on Facebook now that I joined it a few weeks ago. Here's a video from Noah's 3rd birthday party today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6af2c288afe1e46c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6af2c288afe1e46c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329877182%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1980134E03368298C9B65376B5C7668C6BB39AC7.7E4C9615A22B05760180CFF0852C5D46C2EE91FD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6af2c288afe1e46c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYVhunAAYDhT6jo5RhNbdweUBrOo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6af2c288afe1e46c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329877182%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1980134E03368298C9B65376B5C7668C6BB39AC7.7E4C9615A22B05760180CFF0852C5D46C2EE91FD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6af2c288afe1e46c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYVhunAAYDhT6jo5RhNbdweUBrOo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-2763682565220030673?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6af2c288afe1e46c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2763682565220030673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=2763682565220030673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/2763682565220030673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/2763682565220030673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/11/little-treat.html' title='A little treat'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-8730056813999349260</id><published>2009-10-30T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T21:04:13.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/Suu3KgVjz0I/AAAAAAAAAek/t5Q3fJWRDFU/s1600-h/halloween09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/Suu3KgVjz0I/AAAAAAAAAek/t5Q3fJWRDFU/s320/halloween09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398609969440608066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubbles the Powerpuff Girl and Black Spiderman. Oops, from right to left that is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-8730056813999349260?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8730056813999349260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=8730056813999349260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/8730056813999349260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/8730056813999349260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/Suu3KgVjz0I/AAAAAAAAAek/t5Q3fJWRDFU/s72-c/halloween09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-6399736538300558671</id><published>2009-10-10T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T22:30:28.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noah's fashion style</title><content type='html'>I didn't get a picture, but Noah dressed himself today. He had some of those swishy gym pants on, but they're about 3 inches too short, so they look like capris. Then he put on a Spiderman shirt, with a Batman shirt over the top (both are the exact same color of blue). Then he had Batman socks on, with Spiderman sandals over those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah loves his superheroes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-6399736538300558671?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/6399736538300558671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=6399736538300558671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/6399736538300558671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/6399736538300558671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/10/noahs-fashion-style.html' title='Noah&apos;s fashion style'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-2405504993531467063</id><published>2009-10-10T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T22:26:35.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's try this one</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/StFsUkAY7mI/AAAAAAAAAeE/RQnS_3d_ILE/s1600-h/DSC02173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/StFsUkAY7mI/AAAAAAAAAeE/RQnS_3d_ILE/s320/DSC02173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391209329457688162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is from last year, but maybe you'll get an idea of how closely Joe Rospars resembles me.&lt;br /&gt;I just need new glasses (which I now have, that are more like his), and more facial hair (which I now have). Damn he's good looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now, mom, anything to tell me about my twin brother separated at birth?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-2405504993531467063?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2405504993531467063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=2405504993531467063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/2405504993531467063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/2405504993531467063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/10/lets-try-this-one.html' title='Let&apos;s try this one'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/StFsUkAY7mI/AAAAAAAAAeE/RQnS_3d_ILE/s72-c/DSC02173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-1194594837975233910</id><published>2009-10-10T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T22:24:27.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Doppelganger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/StFrwTpvSQI/AAAAAAAAAd8/gIhs5RV6zSE/s1600-h/doppelganger22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/StFrwTpvSQI/AAAAAAAAAd8/gIhs5RV6zSE/s320/doppelganger22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391208706592426242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro-in-law Jeff sent me a link to myself. At least I thought it was myself when I opened it. I was thinking, "Hmm, when did I buy that suit?"  Judge for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know what I look like, it's sort of like the guy on the right. His name is Joe Rospars. I'm looking for a picture of me that's recent and haven't come up with anything yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-1194594837975233910?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/1194594837975233910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=1194594837975233910' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/1194594837975233910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/1194594837975233910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-doppelganger.html' title='My Doppelganger'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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/_kNrrudO2SDE/StFrwTpvSQI/AAAAAAAAAd8/gIhs5RV6zSE/s72-c/doppelganger22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-5837194201758596081</id><published>2009-08-31T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T20:43:43.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SpyYWC33EnI/AAAAAAAAAdc/qFt4RGCLidM/s1600-h/worlds-greatest-sist.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SpyYWC33EnI/AAAAAAAAAdc/qFt4RGCLidM/s320/worlds-greatest-sist.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376339559669240434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure I'm the worst brother in history, since her birthday was yesterday. I haven't phoned her yet. I don't think I did last year either, and next year isn't looking so good. I don't know what it is with me. General aversion to telephones? Birthdays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since her birthday is in August, as mine is, it was the one birthday I've always remembered pretty much my whole life. Except yesterday. Sorry hon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-5837194201758596081?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/5837194201758596081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=5837194201758596081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/5837194201758596081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/5837194201758596081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-sister.html' title='Happy Birthday Sister'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SpyYWC33EnI/AAAAAAAAAdc/qFt4RGCLidM/s72-c/worlds-greatest-sist.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-3103031293786966275</id><published>2009-08-23T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T20:44:20.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Curiosity Almost Killed the Cat</title><content type='html'>Truman didn't come home last night. He left the house in the morning, as we left to take the kids to a sleepover. We didn't think much of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't see him all day, come to think of it, as we were in and out of the house a lot during the day. After dinner it dawned on us that something might be wrong. Every 30 minutes one of us would go to the front door and call for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was at work, but called home at noon to see if he'd turned up yet. Nope. The wiffer had driven around the neighborhood a little, hoping to catch a glimpse of him, or at least a corpse, maybe get a little closure. I wondered what was worse, him getting run over, or him being locked up in somebody's basement, the subject of grotesque little Frankencat experiments. My mind did run a little wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were home when I got off work today, and they were going on about how they missed Truman. Lexi said we should go to the pet store and get another pet and name him Truman. Suddenly, out the back door, we hear a meow! There he was, just as if nothing had happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minute later there was a knock at the front door. The lady from next door was apologizing, saying Truman was locked in her car's trunk. I think she had been unloading groceries and he jumped inside. That's her story anyway. I didn't see any stitches or electrical burns, but I wouldn't be too surprised to learn she'd been at least experimenting a little on the poor fella.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-3103031293786966275?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/3103031293786966275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=3103031293786966275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/3103031293786966275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/3103031293786966275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/08/curiosity-almost-killed-cat.html' title='Curiosity Almost Killed the Cat'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-3766821095698195910</id><published>2009-08-18T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T23:25:04.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God Bless Les Paul</title><content type='html'>I know I'm a little late...was in Seattle for the weekend and got very ill indeed. If you've played an electric guitar, then give this guy your thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e0ffdwBUL78&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e0ffdwBUL78&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-3766821095698195910?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/3766821095698195910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=3766821095698195910' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/3766821095698195910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/3766821095698195910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/08/god-bless-les-paul.html' title='God Bless Les Paul'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-4695211997316038455</id><published>2009-07-18T21:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T21:08:44.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No comment necessary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SmKcSGkmP3I/AAAAAAAAAc4/Tu8ED15TLhU/s1600-h/wienermobile_wreck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SmKcSGkmP3I/AAAAAAAAAc4/Tu8ED15TLhU/s320/wienermobile_wreck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360018341340004210" 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/7427088-4695211997316038455?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/4695211997316038455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=4695211997316038455' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/4695211997316038455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/4695211997316038455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-comment-necessary.html' title='No comment necessary'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SmKcSGkmP3I/AAAAAAAAAc4/Tu8ED15TLhU/s72-c/wienermobile_wreck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-2946578603155027462</id><published>2009-07-18T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T21:00:45.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You don't need to tell us</title><content type='html'>A couple days ago, Billy Mays came on the tv with a commercial for the Slider Station, a little stove-top grill that makes mini-hamburgers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexi looked up and said, "We have that".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minute later, as Billy was further extolling said Slider Station, Lexi said, "You don't need to tell us! We already know!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help but laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-2946578603155027462?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2946578603155027462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=2946578603155027462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/2946578603155027462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/2946578603155027462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-dont-need-to-tell-us.html' title='You don&apos;t need to tell us'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-7976715674477635756</id><published>2009-07-13T23:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T23:48:20.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Whale</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9REhdmJ36rg&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9REhdmJ36rg&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-7976715674477635756?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7976715674477635756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=7976715674477635756' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/7976715674477635756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/7976715674477635756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/07/whale.html' title='A Whale'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-1334374463383718456</id><published>2009-07-12T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T20:38:14.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for a book...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SlqriWaRO6I/AAAAAAAAAcw/nUNE5uAf4QA/s1600-h/spanish+castle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SlqriWaRO6I/AAAAAAAAAcw/nUNE5uAf4QA/s320/spanish+castle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357783313330289570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for a book. A specific book, entitled, "A History of Wenatchee, the Apple Capital of the World". The problem is, it's a pretty rare book, and usually goes for around $85 to 100 dollars.&lt;br /&gt;I was able to check out a copy of it in Seattle, and it's a pretty detailed history of my hometown. If you see a copy for cheap, lemme know :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things the book mentions is the old Spanish Castle along the Columbia River.  When I went home for hunting season last year my uncle Rick and my Dad told me stories of visiting the Spanish Castle when they were kids. Apparently this guy built it for his wife, then they put in a dam and it was buried underwater. They told me of the guy's son who flew an airplane there and they used to play in it. At least I think that's how the story goes. I wish I knew more about it. This picture is of the foundation of the Spanish Castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some more Googling, I found this about the castle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;TRINIDAD -- The development being proposed for the Columbia River, four miles west of Trinidad, is across the river and slightly north from where a cattle baron built a large home, known as the Spanish Castle, 89 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;Construction of Spanish Castle was completed in 1918 at a cost of more than $20,000 by Lester Coffin, according to reports in The Wenatchee Daily World.&lt;br /&gt;Coffin and his brother were Yakima-based cattlemen and "lords of the Tarpiscan range who counted their horses, cattle and sheep by the thousands," according to a May 21, 1927 World article.&lt;br /&gt;Coffin dreamed for years of having a home along the Columbia River, resembling the residence of a Mexican president of the early 1900s.&lt;br /&gt;The location he chose, on the river at the mouth of Tarpiscan Creek, was two miles into Kittitas County from the Kittitas-Chelan County line. It was remote and almost inaccessible.&lt;br /&gt;An earlier rock house at the site had burned. Construction materials for the new house were hauled in over the rough Colockum Pass Road in covered wagons. Some materials were brought in from across the river.&lt;br /&gt;The house had 13 to 17 rooms, including a spacious entrance hall, a reception room, living room, five bedrooms, two bathrooms and an indoor pool.  Coffin didn't get to enjoy it. Just a few days after it was done, he died in a Wenatchee hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-1334374463383718456?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/1334374463383718456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=1334374463383718456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/1334374463383718456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/1334374463383718456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/07/looking-for-book.html' title='Looking for a book...'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SlqriWaRO6I/AAAAAAAAAcw/nUNE5uAf4QA/s72-c/spanish+castle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-8016378953049389908</id><published>2009-07-09T20:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T20:10:15.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool video</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WfBlUQguvyw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WfBlUQguvyw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-8016378953049389908?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8016378953049389908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=8016378953049389908' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/8016378953049389908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/8016378953049389908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/07/cool-video.html' title='Cool video'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-759472159806265663</id><published>2009-06-30T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T19:52:59.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Irony vs. Coincidence</title><content type='html'>It grates every time I hear someone confuse these two things. Here is a little lesson I stole from another website because she says it so much better than I can (good thing it's not a link to stealing from websites, eh?). I'm thinking of adding a new word to the dictionary that would make these two terms interchangeable. Maybe Ironidence, or Coincidic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.ehow.com/how_4559465_differentiate-irony-coincidence.html"&gt;ehow.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol id="intelliTxt"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="stepBg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Step 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                  &lt;p&gt;The definition of irony according to the online Webster dictionary is: incongruity between the actual result of a sequence of events and the normal or expected result.&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;         &lt;div class="stepBg"&gt;Step &lt;span&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                  &lt;p&gt;Keeping the meaning of irony in mind, realize that in a nutshell it means that a situation turns out exactly opposite of what you would expect.&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;         &lt;div class="stepBg"&gt;Step &lt;span&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                  &lt;p&gt;Recognize verbal irony when someone makes a statement like "Nice weather we're having out there" when it is pouring down rain and lightening outside. The opposite of what is said is what is meant.&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;         &lt;div class="stepBg"&gt;Step &lt;span&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                  &lt;p&gt;Recognize an example of situational irony when a man makes his living examining air bags in a factory to make sure that they are in working order, but dies in a car wreck because he failed to check his own airbag.&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;         &lt;div class="stepBg"&gt;Step &lt;span&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                  &lt;p&gt;Recognize dramatic irony when an audience is aware that a situation is a certain way, but the character in that play or movie is unaware of that situation. The character is going to be surprised or upset in the end because the result is going to be the opposite of what the character expects.&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;         &lt;div class="stepBg"&gt;Step &lt;span&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                  &lt;p&gt;Another example of irony would be a lady writing a song called Ironic but there really aren't any ironic examples in her song. Well, a few of her examples may qualify.&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;         &lt;div class="stepBg"&gt;Step &lt;span&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                  &lt;p&gt;The definition of coincidence according to the online Webster dictionary is: the occurrence of events that happen at the same time by accident but seem to have some connection.&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;         &lt;div class="stepBg"&gt;Step &lt;span&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                  &lt;p&gt;An example of coincidence would be seeing a friend in another town you  both happen to be visiting at the same time.&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;         &lt;div class="stepBg"&gt;Step &lt;span&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                  &lt;p&gt;Another example of a coincidence would be that you are thinking of your husband and decide to &lt;a itxtdid="9003472" target="_blank" href="http://www.ehow.com/how_4559465_differentiate-irony-coincidence.html#" style="border-bottom: 0.075em solid darkgreen ! important; font-weight: normal ! important; font-size: 100% ! important; text-decoration: underline ! important; padding-bottom: 1px ! important; color: darkgreen ! important; background-color: transparent ! important; background-image: none; padding-top: 0pt; padding-right: 0pt; padding-left: 0pt;" classname="iAs" class="iAs"&gt;call&lt;/a&gt; him. You pick up the phone to call him but he is trying to call you at the same time.&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-759472159806265663?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/759472159806265663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=759472159806265663' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/759472159806265663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/759472159806265663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/06/irony-vs-coincidence.html' title='Irony vs. Coincidence'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-8564505668289161138</id><published>2009-06-29T20:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:47:13.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grocery Store Maps</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SkmKbkottCI/AAAAAAAAAco/mmCYqRGGsk8/s1600-h/DSC02822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SkmKbkottCI/AAAAAAAAAco/mmCYqRGGsk8/s320/DSC02822.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352961838402090018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SkmKbXK5ldI/AAAAAAAAAcg/JTnDPoNRtxU/s1600-h/DSC02835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SkmKbXK5ldI/AAAAAAAAAcg/JTnDPoNRtxU/s320/DSC02835.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352961834787378642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SkmKaxd1-WI/AAAAAAAAAcY/Syc57vUaUng/s1600-h/DSC02838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SkmKaxd1-WI/AAAAAAAAAcY/Syc57vUaUng/s320/DSC02838.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352961824666286434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why doesn't ever grocery store have a map of what's in each aisle? Why God, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to make a map for my wife last Christmas because I knew she would love it. Then I forgot about it. She just told me that she made a list the other day when she was grocery shopping and it reminded me that I had these pictures. Maybe a future business venture?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-8564505668289161138?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8564505668289161138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=8564505668289161138' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/8564505668289161138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/8564505668289161138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/06/grocery-store-maps.html' title='Grocery Store Maps'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SkmKbkottCI/AAAAAAAAAco/mmCYqRGGsk8/s72-c/DSC02822.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-5691306898961532210</id><published>2009-06-28T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:38:26.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The worst movie I saw last week</title><content type='html'>Let the Right One In...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I were a more articulate man, so that I might articulate how god-awful this movie really was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just sum it up thusly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let this one in to your dvd player.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-5691306898961532210?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/5691306898961532210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=5691306898961532210' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/5691306898961532210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/5691306898961532210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/06/worst-movie-of-all-time.html' title='The worst movie I saw last week'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-4207328863684172490</id><published>2009-06-26T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T20:16:18.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Current State of Things</title><content type='html'>MJ is dead and I don't feel any emotion about it at all. Not that I expected to, but I guess if anything it's maybe just relief that we don't ever have to hear about him again. He did it to himself. You know what...you wanna live the childhood that you never had? Do it privately. Don't be a freak then say that people just don't understand you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that boggles my mind is that there are people out there that care. Or that are pretending to care. I understand the tributes and news stories, but people that you would expect to be making fun of the guy are talking about what a tragic loss this is. When was Michael Jackson last relevant--1992? In Romania? Probably the only person's death I could care less about is Ed McMahon (d'oh!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In happier news, we had a great Father's Day. Lexi made me some ties from white paper she colored on then laminated. I even wore one to work last Sunday. I'll see if I can't get some pictures up. The night before I had just remarked that I certainly hoped I wouldn't get any ties for Father's Day, but I was thrilled when I saw these. And my wonderful wife bought me a speaker system for the ipod that I can use at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday we also went to the Tigard Balloon Festival for the first time since we've lived here. It was a blast. I'm not lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, my wife woke up at 4.30 because we'd heard you need to get there early, because there are tons of people. I got up closer to 5, and by the time we'd left here it was probably 5.15. Got there at 5.30 (it's only a couple miles away at Cook Park). I'm pretty sure we were the first ones there. Ok, there were a few people milling about, but I'd say one would be safe to arrive at 6.30 and not miss anything. They have a pancake breakfast, so we got some p-cakes and coffee and found a table where we could watch the festivities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The festivities really just consisted of watching them blow up hot air balloons, then proceeding to fly away in the hot air balloons. It was really neat though. I'd never seen them close up before, and the kids had a blast. Two hours later, they'd all flown away and we flew the coop as well. I wa hoping to go home and right back to bed, but kids never seem to want to do the same as the adults. That night we were able to drop the kids off at the babysitter's and go out for dinner to the Outback. I know it's not that exciting, but I haven't been to the Outback in years and the Bloomin' Onion was calling. Hmm, now that I write this, it's calling my name again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-4207328863684172490?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/4207328863684172490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=4207328863684172490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/4207328863684172490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/4207328863684172490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/06/current-state-of-things.html' title='The Current State of Things'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-4969343854503107237</id><published>2009-05-28T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T23:29:55.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haystack Rock -- Cannon Beach -- Yes, the rock from Goonies!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/Sh-AZwEjg-I/AAAAAAAAAb4/6klf9OhktIU/s1600-h/DSC03181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/Sh-AZwEjg-I/AAAAAAAAAb4/6klf9OhktIU/s320/DSC03181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341128862973789154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/Sh-AZqEGiiI/AAAAAAAAAbw/UUs0PJwZzyU/s1600-h/DSC03174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/Sh-AZqEGiiI/AAAAAAAAAbw/UUs0PJwZzyU/s320/DSC03174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341128861361277474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/Sh-AZu99NmI/AAAAAAAAAbo/BatgAZUjyjY/s1600-h/DSC03173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/Sh-AZu99NmI/AAAAAAAAAbo/BatgAZUjyjY/s320/DSC03173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341128862677677666" 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/7427088-4969343854503107237?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/4969343854503107237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=4969343854503107237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/4969343854503107237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/4969343854503107237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/05/beach-pics.html' title='Haystack Rock -- Cannon Beach -- Yes, the rock from Goonies!!!'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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/_kNrrudO2SDE/Sh-AZwEjg-I/AAAAAAAAAb4/6klf9OhktIU/s72-c/DSC03181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-8136207048769998719</id><published>2009-05-28T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T23:27:14.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Park Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/Sh-AKeKd0ZI/AAAAAAAAAbg/dBDwgj08N9M/s1600-h/DSC03125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/Sh-AKeKd0ZI/AAAAAAAAAbg/dBDwgj08N9M/s320/DSC03125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341128600468705682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/Sh-AKDWTNvI/AAAAAAAAAbY/vIa9149LpYY/s1600-h/DSC03118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/Sh-AKDWTNvI/AAAAAAAAAbY/vIa9149LpYY/s320/DSC03118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341128593270585074" 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/7427088-8136207048769998719?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8136207048769998719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=8136207048769998719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/8136207048769998719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/8136207048769998719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/05/park-pics.html' title='Park Pics'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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/_kNrrudO2SDE/Sh-AKeKd0ZI/AAAAAAAAAbg/dBDwgj08N9M/s72-c/DSC03125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-825831239579897923</id><published>2009-05-19T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T20:48:07.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh Prince</title><content type='html'>&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.todaysbigthing.com/betamax/betamax.swf?item_id=1266&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" width="480" height="360"&gt;                         &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain"&gt;                         &lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;                         &lt;param name="movie" quality="best" value="http://www.todaysbigthing.com/betamax/betamax.swf?item_id=1266&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;                     &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="'padding:5px"&gt;See more &lt;a href="'http://www.todaysbigthing.com/'"&gt;funny videos&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="'http://www.todaysbigthing.com/'"&gt;TBT Videos&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="'http://www.todaysbigthing.com/'"&gt;Today's Big Thing&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/7427088-825831239579897923?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/825831239579897923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=825831239579897923' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/825831239579897923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/825831239579897923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/05/fresh-prince.html' title='Fresh Prince'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-3703125467448625735</id><published>2009-05-17T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T00:13:55.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noah, Future Supermodel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/Sg-5KLEYQxI/AAAAAAAAAa4/r1tBI2VNd9M/s1600-h/4321_1076660154412_1163472416_1347364_5609111_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/Sg-5KLEYQxI/AAAAAAAAAa4/r1tBI2VNd9M/s320/4321_1076660154412_1163472416_1347364_5609111_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336687667878314770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/Sg-5KC2RMMI/AAAAAAAAAaw/N8WYdzXEpGE/s1600-h/4321_1076659474395_1163472416_1347347_4108852_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/Sg-5KC2RMMI/AAAAAAAAAaw/N8WYdzXEpGE/s320/4321_1076659474395_1163472416_1347347_4108852_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336687665671647426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to a party for Tia, and the kids didn't have swimsuits, so Noah borrowed one of Tia's. Here are the (hilarious) results.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-3703125467448625735?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/3703125467448625735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=3703125467448625735' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/3703125467448625735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/3703125467448625735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/05/noah-future-supermodel.html' title='Noah, Future Supermodel'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/Sg-5KLEYQxI/AAAAAAAAAa4/r1tBI2VNd9M/s72-c/4321_1076660154412_1163472416_1347364_5609111_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-7981274358102629782</id><published>2009-05-10T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T20:30:21.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The wife is...</title><content type='html'>restructuring her closet, after taking out a crapload of old clothes to get rid of. I'm not going to get in the way of her 'restructuring', because it is Mother's Day, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day to all you mothers out there, including my wonderful wife and my fantastic mother. Happy Mother's Day to everybody out there that has a mother. Happy Mother's Day to anybody I might've missed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-7981274358102629782?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7981274358102629782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=7981274358102629782' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/7981274358102629782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/7981274358102629782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/05/wife-is.html' title='The wife is...'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-7053377155447857116</id><published>2009-04-22T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T20:23:39.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish I could blame</title><content type='html'>the lack of posting on my allergies...so I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid allergies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-7053377155447857116?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7053377155447857116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=7053377155447857116' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/7053377155447857116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/7053377155447857116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-wish-i-could-blame.html' title='I wish I could blame'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-5559606549583785846</id><published>2009-03-11T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T22:08:09.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6aad9ee5f7741faa" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6aad9ee5f7741faa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329877182%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D10F55F78E3FAE2509F135C106AC5E31DF80DEBA3.2CF2B466A9BA91968BEA7014B79D371D18E1940D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6aad9ee5f7741faa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DpU9FTMHMOQ8l1-rvfeIYi7kzemU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6aad9ee5f7741faa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329877182%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D10F55F78E3FAE2509F135C106AC5E31DF80DEBA3.2CF2B466A9BA91968BEA7014B79D371D18E1940D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6aad9ee5f7741faa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DpU9FTMHMOQ8l1-rvfeIYi7kzemU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-5559606549583785846?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6aad9ee5f7741faa&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/5559606549583785846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=5559606549583785846' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/5559606549583785846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/5559606549583785846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-video.html' title='Another Video'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-754893268456976561</id><published>2009-03-07T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T22:20:39.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Toothbrushes</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-34cab9f4115a877" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D034cab9f4115a877%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329877182%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D132671487CAC8A92FF9579CD4EE8413FF1A398A2.2A40606539CD986BFA6066FE1C88876304345197%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D34cab9f4115a877%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6Z34-tQh5HPQS4y9LMPFagcXGMk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D034cab9f4115a877%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329877182%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D132671487CAC8A92FF9579CD4EE8413FF1A398A2.2A40606539CD986BFA6066FE1C88876304345197%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D34cab9f4115a877%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6Z34-tQh5HPQS4y9LMPFagcXGMk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-754893268456976561?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=34cab9f4115a877&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/754893268456976561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=754893268456976561' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/754893268456976561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/754893268456976561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-toothbrushes.html' title='New Toothbrushes'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-6744950098254778684</id><published>2009-03-07T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T21:30:12.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I use antlers in all of my decorating...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SbNXyDMI7-I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/7uNeVtX0Bm4/s1600-h/DSC03016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SbNXyDMI7-I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/7uNeVtX0Bm4/s320/DSC03016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310684902961246178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SbNXxpnnb3I/AAAAAAAAAaI/O83gLKXDJ4s/s1600-h/DSC03015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SbNXxpnnb3I/AAAAAAAAAaI/O83gLKXDJ4s/s320/DSC03015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310684896097169266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rippped down a cupboard a few nights ago. It's the one that hung over the peninsula separating the kitchen from the family room. It's a shame to lose the storage space, but it hung low enough that you had to duck to talk to people in the other room. It opens it up a lot now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to get the time to finish pulling down the wallpaper in the kitchen, patch up the ceiling, and paint the whole mess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-6744950098254778684?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/6744950098254778684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=6744950098254778684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/6744950098254778684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/6744950098254778684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-use-antlers-in-all-of-my-decorating.html' title='I use antlers in all of my decorating...'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SbNXyDMI7-I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/7uNeVtX0Bm4/s72-c/DSC03016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-101698221349468936</id><published>2009-03-07T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T08:40:53.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One man and 3 babies</title><content type='html'>I'm watching the kids today while the wifey's at work. Their friend Tia is coming over this morning and she's going to spend the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any bets on how long I can last without losing it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-101698221349468936?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/101698221349468936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=101698221349468936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/101698221349468936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/101698221349468936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-man-and-3-babies.html' title='One man and 3 babies'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-8631262748374368855</id><published>2009-02-28T20:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T20:37:24.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ted Nugget, get off my stage!</title><content type='html'>A woman I work with was telling me about her son playing the video game Rock Band recently. He was in the other room and she heard him yell, "Get off my stage, Ted Nugget".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took her a minute to realize she was talking about Ted Nugent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-8631262748374368855?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8631262748374368855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=8631262748374368855' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/8631262748374368855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/8631262748374368855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/02/ted-nugget-get-off-my-stage.html' title='Ted Nugget, get off my stage!'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-1038001228143741808</id><published>2009-02-28T08:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T08:57:28.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bath Time Beards</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PZECoCRHNPY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PZECoCRHNPY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-1038001228143741808?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/1038001228143741808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=1038001228143741808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/1038001228143741808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/1038001228143741808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/02/bath-time-beards.html' title='Bath Time Beards'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-7768003253078291774</id><published>2009-02-16T22:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:24:50.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, really, last ones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZpYKaivpdI/AAAAAAAAAaA/cQVBYZ78MgE/s1600-h/n1238831010_30290958_3742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZpYKaivpdI/AAAAAAAAAaA/cQVBYZ78MgE/s320/n1238831010_30290958_3742.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303648447129167314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZpYKB0T7ZI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/oZQh-81NnaY/s1600-h/n1238831010_30290962_4557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZpYKB0T7ZI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/oZQh-81NnaY/s320/n1238831010_30290962_4557.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303648440491961746" 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/7427088-7768003253078291774?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7768003253078291774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=7768003253078291774' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/7768003253078291774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/7768003253078291774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/02/ok-really-last-ones.html' title='Ok, really, last ones'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZpYKaivpdI/AAAAAAAAAaA/cQVBYZ78MgE/s72-c/n1238831010_30290958_3742.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-3923644727705844338</id><published>2009-02-16T22:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:23:49.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last ones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZpX51C877I/AAAAAAAAAZw/r4XNR_L0WRo/s1600-h/n1238831010_30290975_7464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZpX51C877I/AAAAAAAAAZw/r4XNR_L0WRo/s320/n1238831010_30290975_7464.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303648162185801650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZpX5tTcteI/AAAAAAAAAZo/v0KrkXlCqhg/s1600-h/n1238831010_30290964_4980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZpX5tTcteI/AAAAAAAAAZo/v0KrkXlCqhg/s320/n1238831010_30290964_4980.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303648160107509218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From our friend Steph, Allie's Mother:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-3923644727705844338?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/3923644727705844338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=3923644727705844338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/3923644727705844338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/3923644727705844338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/02/last-ones.html' title='Last ones'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZpX51C877I/AAAAAAAAAZw/r4XNR_L0WRo/s72-c/n1238831010_30290975_7464.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-7797525075735062387</id><published>2009-02-15T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:49:09.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Couple More</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZjvoPJoKLI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/nE4dKU_fqI4/s1600-h/DSC02994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZjvoPJoKLI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/nE4dKU_fqI4/s320/DSC02994.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303252035769477298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZjvn8mYbUI/AAAAAAAAAZI/AvkV6DhHlj4/s1600-h/DSC02992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZjvn8mYbUI/AAAAAAAAAZI/AvkV6DhHlj4/s320/DSC02992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303252030789807426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma bought the 3 matching outfits for the girls. They were super excited about them. Noah was disgusted by this rampant consumerism and showed his distaste by wearing only a diaper, a dirty t-shirt, and socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZjvnjSR8HI/AAAAAAAAAZA/3y7w4C-Gj6s/s1600-h/DSC02990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZjvnjSR8HI/AAAAAAAAAZA/3y7w4C-Gj6s/s320/DSC02990.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303252023994609778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZjvnRCe0XI/AAAAAAAAAY4/NtVw4JW_Q9k/s1600-h/DSC02985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZjvnRCe0XI/AAAAAAAAAY4/NtVw4JW_Q9k/s320/DSC02985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303252019096506738" 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/7427088-7797525075735062387?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7797525075735062387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=7797525075735062387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/7797525075735062387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/7797525075735062387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/02/couple-more.html' title='Couple More'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZjvoPJoKLI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/nE4dKU_fqI4/s72-c/DSC02994.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-8691799098510351878</id><published>2009-02-15T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:44:34.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lexi's Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZjqWtwbQRI/AAAAAAAAAYw/OtSBJ2m-oew/s1600-h/DSC02980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZjqWtwbQRI/AAAAAAAAAYw/OtSBJ2m-oew/s320/DSC02980.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303246237189488914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZjqWb6DrEI/AAAAAAAAAYo/OHkv3uTuMcI/s1600-h/DSC02972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZjqWb6DrEI/AAAAAAAAAYo/OHkv3uTuMcI/s320/DSC02972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303246232398048322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZjqVp80I9I/AAAAAAAAAYg/lcRPYUn57qA/s1600-h/DSC02971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZjqVp80I9I/AAAAAAAAAYg/lcRPYUn57qA/s320/DSC02971.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303246218987840466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZjqVQY2MnI/AAAAAAAAAYY/XtJuvAhtNbA/s1600-h/DSC02959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZjqVQY2MnI/AAAAAAAAAYY/XtJuvAhtNbA/s320/DSC02959.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303246212126093938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZjqVR5IhJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/53IlACXp6rk/s1600-h/DSC02958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZjqVR5IhJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/53IlACXp6rk/s320/DSC02958.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303246212529947794" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had 4 kids yesterday for Lexi's 4th Birthday Party. Two of our own, along with Tia and Allie, her two best friends. Her birthday isn't officially until Tuesday, but it was the best time for a sleepover. Allie didn't sleep over, but Tia did. Horrible idea, that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, it wasn't horrible at all, it was exactly what I expected. Getting 4 kids to settle down at the end of the night isn't easy, but they did well. Here are the pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-8691799098510351878?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8691799098510351878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=8691799098510351878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/8691799098510351878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/8691799098510351878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/02/lexis-birthday-party.html' title='Lexi&apos;s Birthday Party'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZjqWtwbQRI/AAAAAAAAAYw/OtSBJ2m-oew/s72-c/DSC02980.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-93976977249936745</id><published>2009-02-15T20:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:17:21.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day Outfits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZjoybipeBI/AAAAAAAAAYI/wY0bjfhyve8/s1600-h/DSC02944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZjoybipeBI/AAAAAAAAAYI/wY0bjfhyve8/s320/DSC02944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303244514312943634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZjoyLiEplI/AAAAAAAAAYA/w0In_WK6ffs/s1600-h/DSC02942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZjoyLiEplI/AAAAAAAAAYA/w0In_WK6ffs/s320/DSC02942.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303244510015563346" 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/7427088-93976977249936745?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/93976977249936745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=93976977249936745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/93976977249936745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/93976977249936745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day-outfits.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day Outfits'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SZjoybipeBI/AAAAAAAAAYI/wY0bjfhyve8/s72-c/DSC02944.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-537065210736732447</id><published>2009-02-13T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T20:11:57.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 years on</title><content type='html'>Last time I was home to see the parents I bought this cd second hand after not listening to the cassette for at least a good 15 years or so. I was somewhat amazed to see how well it held up and how much I still loved it. I say still, though I remember hating it when it first came out. It was the exact opposite of what everybody was expecting as a follow up to the debut album, License to Ill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://bits-0.topspin.net/u/byrne/bb/swf/mikedpbcard.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="240" height="320" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://paulsboutique.beastieboys.com/rd/mikedpbcard"&gt;the best in mens clothing &lt;br /&gt;visit paulsboutique.beastieboys.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-537065210736732447?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/537065210736732447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=537065210736732447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/537065210736732447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/537065210736732447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/02/20-years-on.html' title='20 years on'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-167024774757458701</id><published>2009-02-08T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T20:34:25.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009's starting off rather dull</title><content type='html'>And it's not just because Coldplay are on the Grammy's right now (rim shot!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking, but not about anything worth sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the leaky pipe is still holding. I learned from the best. Now if my in-laws would only tell their daughter how great I am. I've even got the beard going to prove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard this on the comedy station the other day, "Wouldn't the Republicans be pissed if they one day found out that stem cells cured homosexuality?" I forget who said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitch Hedberg said, "I like an escalator because an escalator can never break, it can only become stairs. There would never be an escalator temporarily out of order sign, only an escalator temporarily stairs. Sorry for the convenience."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids are still hilarious. They yearn to go to restaurants to eat these days. They've been pretty good too, so it's been a not-horrible experience. We were at teh Cheesecake Factory the other night and Noah told the waitress, "I want soup, please!" Lexi's 4th birthday is in a week and she's very excited. I said something about her being four the other day and she told me, "I'm not 4, I'm only 3 1/2". She's very literal. She's been reading Charlotte's Web with Mandy then got to watch the movie which she barely paid attention to. She just liked mommy reading to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids are loving Scooby Doo the most though. You can't even turn on a Spongebob, it's just Scooby and the rest of the Mystery, Inc. gang. Every once in awhile Noah will say, "I love Velma", or "I love Freddy". There are some great Scooby Doo cartoons. And there are some absolutely terrible ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the kids are messing with me though. Every once in awhile I'm pretty sure they're saying swear words to see if I notice, but when I ask them what they say they won't admit it. They're mumble-swearers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally found Herman Hesse's 'Knulp' at Powell's yesterday. I've been looking for it for years, but it's usually about 35-50 dollars; I was able to get a used copy for only 10 dollars. The kids were not the best bookstore shoppers. I think I might have done some mumble-swearing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-167024774757458701?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/167024774757458701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=167024774757458701' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/167024774757458701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/167024774757458701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/02/2009s-starting-off-rather-dull.html' title='2009&apos;s starting off rather dull'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-354192749790467577</id><published>2009-02-01T10:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T10:51:49.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Any questions? I thoght not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GTxW3GWZ5hI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GTxW3GWZ5hI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-354192749790467577?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/354192749790467577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=354192749790467577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/354192749790467577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/354192749790467577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/02/any-questions-i-thoght-not.html' title='Any questions? I thoght not.'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-253402456660449391</id><published>2009-01-28T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T20:35:39.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manly Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SYEwOOwQFhI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Mv0dYD0OkO0/s1600-h/leaky_pipe_close_th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SYEwOOwQFhI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Mv0dYD0OkO0/s320/leaky_pipe_close_th.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296567657801192978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My wife didn't think I could do it. She said we should just pay someone to have it done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's probably right, but I did it anyway. We'll see how it looks tomorrow, but I think it's fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my dad for teaching me how to fix a leaky pipe many, many years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me only 6ish hours. Here are my tips on how to do it (the wrong way):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Go buy a shovel.&lt;br /&gt;2. Come home and dig up where you think the hole is.&lt;br /&gt;3. Fill in the hole where the leak was not, and try another one.&lt;br /&gt;4. Fill in the second hole and dig up the first one again.&lt;br /&gt;5. Make the first hole a lot bigger and hope you're eventually gonna find that hole.&lt;br /&gt;5b. Cry a little when you realize the leak is coming from underneath the driveway concrete.&lt;br /&gt;6. Look up the number for a leak detection place that will charge you $300.00 to laugh at you when they see your two holes and still couldn't find it.&lt;br /&gt;6b. Keep digging because you don't want to pay the 300 dollars. Rejoice when you see the water gushing out of the hole and hit the white pipe.&lt;br /&gt;7. The leak was at a connection where a pvc pipe turned into a metal pipe. Makes you wonder if just replacing that connection is going to be durable enough, but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;8. Go to the store and buy the stuff you need to fix the pipe now that you know what kind of leak it is.&lt;br /&gt;9. Go back to the store after you get home and realize you forgot one very important connecting piece.&lt;br /&gt;10. Fix the leak.&lt;br /&gt;11. Go back after showering and doing a load of laundry and see that the pipe is solid.&lt;br /&gt;12. Go to bed and hope in the morning the street won't be covered in water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, a 12 step program. Oh my back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-253402456660449391?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/253402456660449391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=253402456660449391' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/253402456660449391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/253402456660449391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/01/manly-man.html' title='Manly Man'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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/_kNrrudO2SDE/SYEwOOwQFhI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Mv0dYD0OkO0/s72-c/leaky_pipe_close_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-8558966917688174838</id><published>2009-01-19T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T21:05:42.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year, Resolved</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SXVbSI7xauI/AAAAAAAAAXc/b3SndwzDvw4/s1600-h/work_life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SXVbSI7xauI/AAAAAAAAAXc/b3SndwzDvw4/s320/work_life.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293237304237845218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SXVbI3wG1oI/AAAAAAAAAXU/URgc-eYqygI/s1600-h/smooth_525_treadmill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 305px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SXVbI3wG1oI/AAAAAAAAAXU/URgc-eYqygI/s320/smooth_525_treadmill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293237145006691970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SXVa65uLxCI/AAAAAAAAAXM/kodZRWronBI/s1600-h/Volleyball300x400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SXVa65uLxCI/AAAAAAAAAXM/kodZRWronBI/s320/Volleyball300x400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293236905017328674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SXVamAuwplI/AAAAAAAAAXE/COgfEFJqZ-g/s1600-h/disgaea2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SXVamAuwplI/AAAAAAAAAXE/COgfEFJqZ-g/s320/disgaea2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293236546121541202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You see, last year I made a resolution to write more on this blog. And I think overall I did a pretty good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I did not resolve to do it. And I've done a pretty good job of it. Only 4 posts in January. Not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hasn't been an extraordinarily busy month really, I just haven't gotten around to it. Here's why (in pictures):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-8558966917688174838?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8558966917688174838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=8558966917688174838' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/8558966917688174838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/8558966917688174838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-resolved.html' title='New Year, Resolved'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SXVbSI7xauI/AAAAAAAAAXc/b3SndwzDvw4/s72-c/work_life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-1080966573510785846</id><published>2009-01-13T22:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T22:15:37.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haystack Rock</title><content type='html'>Goonies!!!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SW2C7IRs9gI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ZAsHwSIubTw/s1600-h/haystack-rock-closer-tiltshift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SW2C7IRs9gI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ZAsHwSIubTw/s320/haystack-rock-closer-tiltshift.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291029089575826946" 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/7427088-1080966573510785846?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/1080966573510785846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=1080966573510785846' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/1080966573510785846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/1080966573510785846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/01/haystack-rock.html' title='Haystack Rock'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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/_kNrrudO2SDE/SW2C7IRs9gI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ZAsHwSIubTw/s72-c/haystack-rock-closer-tiltshift.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-3865089268838116455</id><published>2009-01-06T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:16:27.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Olliemae Coombe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SWRE4MoqxaI/AAAAAAAAAW0/0U-dz0F25V8/s1600-h/Olliemae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 190px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SWRE4MoqxaI/AAAAAAAAAW0/0U-dz0F25V8/s320/Olliemae.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288427594694968738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Olliemae Coombe 1909 ~ 2008 Olliemae Hansen Coombe, went home to her mom and dad, her husband Frank, and her many sisters and brothers on December 27, 2008 in Lake Shore, Utah at the home of Janice and Sam Clayson, just barely missing her 100th birthday.She was born on Jan. 10, 1909 in Goshen, Utah to Charley F. and Carolina Holmstead Hansen. Even though she had no children of her own, she had many nieces and nephews, whom she considered her children. She was preceded in death by her parents, her husband and 13 brothers and sisters. She is survived by her many nieces and nephews. Those in the area are Janice (Sam) Clayson, Lake Shore; Leah R. Bonney, Santaquin; Guy (Jr.) and Hannah Marie Farley, Salem; Ferl (Bob) Dillenbeck, Pleasant Grove; Doug (Aileen) Hansen, Orem; and Ed (Deanna) Hansen, Payson. The family would like to thank Janice and Sam Clayson and family for their care and devotion they have given Olliemae these past years. They would also like to thank Alpine Hospice for the wonderful and considerate care they have given her, Jason, Yvonne, Shannon, Mary Ann, Tyler and Matt. Funeral services will be Friday, January 2nd at 11 a.m. at the Holladay Brown Funeral Home, 66 South 300 East, Santaquin, with a viewing one hour prior to services. Burial, Goshen Cemetery. Condolences may be sent to the family at www.holladaybrown.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Ollie was a good friend of mine. She wasn't really my aunt. She was my grandma Vera's aunt. When my Dad dropped me off at college, we went by Olliemae's house and she fried us up some ham and eggs. Every time I'd go to visit her after that she always seemed to have some ham in the fridge for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go there often, probably once every month or two for about 3-4 years. It was always nice to just relax, catch up on the latest family news, watch her favorite Utah Jazz basketball games, and just enjoy each others' company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Ollie could be a crotchety old lady too. She was always critical of idiots and morons (which is why we got along so well) and loved to talk about how everybody's always in too much of a hurry and just need to slow down and enjoy life. We could sit there in silence and just enjoy the peace. I haven't talked to Aunt Ollie in years. I think I called her once several years ago and I don't think she really remembered who I was exactly, but that's ok, we enjoyed the time together that we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thought she'd live to be 100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace, Aunt Ollie. We love you very, very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-3865089268838116455?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/3865089268838116455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=3865089268838116455' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/3865089268838116455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/3865089268838116455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/01/olliemae-coombe.html' title='Olliemae Coombe'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SWRE4MoqxaI/AAAAAAAAAW0/0U-dz0F25V8/s72-c/Olliemae.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-6186119973785360557</id><published>2009-01-04T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T20:56:03.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaned the garage today</title><content type='html'>It wasn't exactly a resolution for the new year, but it sure felt like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took me about 4 hours. Mostly going through my archives, winnowing out the 'not so necessary' part of my boxes. I'm down to about 4 boxes of personal stuff in there now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-6186119973785360557?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/6186119973785360557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=6186119973785360557' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/6186119973785360557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/6186119973785360557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2009/01/cleaned-garage-today.html' title='Cleaned the garage today'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-4191112653444604253</id><published>2008-12-27T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T21:18:28.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Rules</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SVcMF0wKfAI/AAAAAAAAAWs/vSu7YTuKaps/s1600-h/oh+snap%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SVcMF0wKfAI/AAAAAAAAAWs/vSu7YTuKaps/s320/oh+snap%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284705981942103042" 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/7427088-4191112653444604253?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/4191112653444604253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=4191112653444604253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/4191112653444604253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/4191112653444604253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/simple-rules.html' title='Simple Rules'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SVcMF0wKfAI/AAAAAAAAAWs/vSu7YTuKaps/s72-c/oh+snap%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-1051513205481538310</id><published>2008-12-27T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T20:31:18.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging is so easy now that I found Youtube.</title><content type='html'>Anyway, i thougout this was good. My new resolution for 2009 is to not fix my spelling errors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uRv8gnBMiWM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uRv8gnBMiWM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-1051513205481538310?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/1051513205481538310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=1051513205481538310' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/1051513205481538310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/1051513205481538310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/blogging-is-so-easy-now-that-i-found.html' title='Blogging is so easy now that I found Youtube.'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-5388597288836731251</id><published>2008-12-26T22:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T22:18:04.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This won't mean much to most of you. To some it will mean 9th grade and Ms. Cole's boob-rubbing.</title><content type='html'>Stevie Washington, the angry youth. &lt;p&gt;Born to Die!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;New Yorx, New York.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The turn of the century.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;All crime!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=12910845"&gt;The Adventures Stevie and Zoya&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=12910845,t=1,mt=video,searchID=,primarycolor=,secondarycolor="&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=12910845,t=1,mt=video,searchID=,primarycolor=,secondarycolor=" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-5388597288836731251?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/5388597288836731251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=5388597288836731251' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/5388597288836731251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/5388597288836731251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-wont-mean-much-to-most-of-you-to.html' title='This won&apos;t mean much to most of you. To some it will mean 9th grade and Ms. Cole&apos;s boob-rubbing.'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-3037097152845579551</id><published>2008-12-23T22:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:13:39.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year in Video...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ICiVDXosax8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ICiVDXosax8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-3037097152845579551?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/3037097152845579551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=3037097152845579551' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/3037097152845579551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/3037097152845579551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/year-in-video.html' title='Year in Video...'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-6106627346529973661</id><published>2008-12-22T22:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T22:23:54.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superguy</title><content type='html'>I fixed the washing machine today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like Superman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We washed a load of laundry last night and noticed it wouldn't drain. Tried messing with it a bit but nothing was working. Tonight I turned it on its side, pulled some hoses off, and voila! One of Lexi's Spongebob socks had gotten stuck inside a little filter located just off the main engine. Got out the needlenose pliers and got the sock out, re-assemebled the machine and it purred like a kitten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, painting the kitchen! I wish I had the paint, this week would have been a perfect time, what with being stuck inside and all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-6106627346529973661?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/6106627346529973661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=6106627346529973661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/6106627346529973661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/6106627346529973661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/superguy.html' title='Superguy'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-4902717678836901831</id><published>2008-12-22T14:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T14:47:23.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SVAYc8a_fiI/AAAAAAAAAVo/NKsNZwg1YFM/s1600-h/DSC02850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SVAYc8a_fiI/AAAAAAAAAVo/NKsNZwg1YFM/s320/DSC02850.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282749248440335906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SVAYcfAiF2I/AAAAAAAAAVg/xm_8mWwoHGY/s1600-h/DSC02849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SVAYcfAiF2I/AAAAAAAAAVg/xm_8mWwoHGY/s320/DSC02849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282749240544728930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SVAYcNm0asI/AAAAAAAAAVY/N8wHhXEAHqY/s1600-h/DSC02847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SVAYcNm0asI/AAAAAAAAAVY/N8wHhXEAHqY/s320/DSC02847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282749235873475266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so these pics are real snow in the backyards. I was lying when I posted the pics yesterday and tried to pass them off as my own. I don't know how to sculpt dragons, and I don't wear a hat when I jog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-4902717678836901831?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/4902717678836901831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=4902717678836901831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/4902717678836901831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/4902717678836901831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/real-snow.html' title='Real Snow'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SVAYc8a_fiI/AAAAAAAAAVo/NKsNZwg1YFM/s72-c/DSC02850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-2967660731147549651</id><published>2008-12-22T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T14:46:32.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SU_sxanOTzI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/wEBcU_7qjEM/s1600-h/none.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SU_sxanOTzI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/wEBcU_7qjEM/s320/none.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Oops, this is supposed to go to a short video my wife made of the kids, but it's not working right now. I'll try again later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-2967660731147549651?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2967660731147549651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=2967660731147549651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/2967660731147549651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/2967660731147549651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS!'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SU_sxanOTzI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/wEBcU_7qjEM/s72-c/none.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-6185263244069437019</id><published>2008-12-21T13:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T13:43:19.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow - Extreme Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SU63FtNnasI/AAAAAAAAAUo/W_A8jFOdY5k/s1600-h/crazysnowrunner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SU63FtNnasI/AAAAAAAAAUo/W_A8jFOdY5k/s320/crazysnowrunner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282360721616104130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SU63jMOhXHI/AAAAAAAAAVI/P0kKWxDhI1Q/s1600-h/snow+dogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SU63jMOhXHI/AAAAAAAAAVI/P0kKWxDhI1Q/s320/snow+dogs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282361228157607026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SU63QJ6E8FI/AAAAAAAAAUw/pO_8T4qXZCI/s1600-h/a6_ricer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SU63QJ6E8FI/AAAAAAAAAUw/pO_8T4qXZCI/s320/a6_ricer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282360901117472850" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SU63YB2CzzI/AAAAAAAAAVA/3nwsXH_z2VE/s1600-h/afpjapan-snow-festival.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SU63YB2CzzI/AAAAAAAAAVA/3nwsXH_z2VE/s320/afpjapan-snow-festival.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282361036392025906" 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;It snowed here yesterday. I got a little stir crazy inside, so I went jogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While jogging, I ran past these snow leopard grizzlies. I thought they were going to eat me, but apparently they only eat pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I worked on the car a bit so I could plow the roads around my house. Apparently the city of Tigard doesn't own a snowplow. I think they don't even have any friends to borrow one from, cause I have not seen a single snowplow in a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I built a snow palace and some huge creatures and a japanese elf? It was crazy, I attracted a huge crowd. I finally had to send them home so I could get some more snow jogging done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your Sunday was as awesome as mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-6185263244069437019?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/6185263244069437019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=6185263244069437019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/6185263244069437019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/6185263244069437019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-extreme-edition.html' title='Snow - Extreme Edition'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SU63FtNnasI/AAAAAAAAAUo/W_A8jFOdY5k/s72-c/crazysnowrunner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-2514819148655663228</id><published>2008-12-16T22:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T22:40:31.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Birthday Presents</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tpxYvBq7sIA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tpxYvBq7sIA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-2514819148655663228?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2514819148655663228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=2514819148655663228' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/2514819148655663228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/2514819148655663228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-birthday-presents.html' title='New Birthday Presents'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-7304089650624740532</id><published>2008-12-16T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T22:38:25.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody's been watching Christmas specials...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CKzYcElIJ9E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CKzYcElIJ9E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-7304089650624740532?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7304089650624740532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=7304089650624740532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/7304089650624740532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/7304089650624740532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/somebodys-been-watching-christmas.html' title='Somebody&apos;s been watching Christmas specials...'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-7867997706200922723</id><published>2008-12-14T14:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T14:51:36.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two more</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SUWNzTy8iUI/AAAAAAAAAUI/yageYoxvn4U/s1600-h/DSC02796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SUWNzTy8iUI/AAAAAAAAAUI/yageYoxvn4U/s320/DSC02796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279782050788575554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SUWNyuW9BBI/AAAAAAAAAUA/6tIC-KijDZM/s1600-h/DSC02795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SUWNyuW9BBI/AAAAAAAAAUA/6tIC-KijDZM/s320/DSC02795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279782040739054610" 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;It has a hard time uploading more than two photos at a time for some reason, hence two-picture posts. I've been having a hard time taking pictures lately, for some reason they're always coming out blurry. The wife insists I have a temporary palsy that only strikes when I'm taking pictures, so I've been focusing more on focusing. Can't do anything about the devil eyes on Noah though. Here they're practicing their bubble beards. Amateurs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-7867997706200922723?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7867997706200922723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=7867997706200922723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/7867997706200922723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/7867997706200922723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/two-more.html' title='Two more'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SUWNzTy8iUI/AAAAAAAAAUI/yageYoxvn4U/s72-c/DSC02796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-6777231187967519832</id><published>2008-12-14T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T14:48:31.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bathtime Shenanigans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SUWM4-oY66I/AAAAAAAAAT4/gzjokAXtOO8/s1600-h/DSC02793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SUWM4-oY66I/AAAAAAAAAT4/gzjokAXtOO8/s320/DSC02793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279781048674741154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SUWM4X1KgjI/AAAAAAAAATw/vemUB_0dHx8/s1600-h/DSC02792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SUWM4X1KgjI/AAAAAAAAATw/vemUB_0dHx8/s320/DSC02792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279781038259339826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proudly displaying their pioneer heritage, Brigham and Jedediah Smith.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-6777231187967519832?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/6777231187967519832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=6777231187967519832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/6777231187967519832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/6777231187967519832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/bathtime-shenanigans.html' title='Bathtime Shenanigans'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SUWM4-oY66I/AAAAAAAAAT4/gzjokAXtOO8/s72-c/DSC02793.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-6650786005162309158</id><published>2008-12-14T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T14:43:57.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowfall!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SUWLvQY2GJI/AAAAAAAAATo/QEvSWgDrrZw/s1600-h/DSC02818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SUWLvQY2GJI/AAAAAAAAATo/QEvSWgDrrZw/s320/DSC02818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279779782131062930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SUWLuzGb_dI/AAAAAAAAATg/WWgapI8sdbc/s1600-h/DSC02816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SUWLuzGb_dI/AAAAAAAAATg/WWgapI8sdbc/s320/DSC02816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279779774269226450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got our first snowfall of the year. We won't get much here in Portland, but it's always fun while it lasts. It's late afternoon now and still falling, probably 3-4" last time I checked. Lexi lasted 5 minutes outside, Noah 10. The cat loved it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexi woke me up at 8.30 this morning, ecstatic. "Mommy, come look! I'm so glad I looked out my window this morning! Daddy, come look, I'm not even kidding, you've got to see what's outside my window!".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-6650786005162309158?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/6650786005162309158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=6650786005162309158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/6650786005162309158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/6650786005162309158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/snowfall.html' title='Snowfall!'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SUWLvQY2GJI/AAAAAAAAATo/QEvSWgDrrZw/s72-c/DSC02818.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-6112894499273412328</id><published>2008-12-12T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:28:24.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Couple more pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SUNV_b4ALSI/AAAAAAAAATY/Z9z9tscY3Mg/s1600-h/DSC02635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SUNV_b4ALSI/AAAAAAAAATY/Z9z9tscY3Mg/s320/DSC02635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279157736511122722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SUNV_FDZWQI/AAAAAAAAATQ/INnaW0NwTrM/s1600-h/DSC02623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SUNV_FDZWQI/AAAAAAAAATQ/INnaW0NwTrM/s320/DSC02623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279157730384894210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to do 4 photos last night but only two came up. Here we go:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-6112894499273412328?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/6112894499273412328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=6112894499273412328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/6112894499273412328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/6112894499273412328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/couple-more-pics.html' title='Couple more pics'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SUNV_b4ALSI/AAAAAAAAATY/Z9z9tscY3Mg/s72-c/DSC02635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-6726450957311059821</id><published>2008-12-12T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:26:01.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://geekchichq.com/Co.%20Store/Sultan/Sultan.html"&gt;For any tabletop gaming nerdy millionaire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is at the top of my christmas list. Not like i have any nerdy friends to warrant its awesomeness. But it rocks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-6726450957311059821?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/6726450957311059821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=6726450957311059821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/6726450957311059821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/6726450957311059821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/for-any-tabletop-gaming-nerdy.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-820296151279983579</id><published>2008-12-11T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:31:52.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SUHnVRX8MYI/AAAAAAAAATI/na8uLKKNa08/s1600-h/DSC02507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SUHnVRX8MYI/AAAAAAAAATI/na8uLKKNa08/s320/DSC02507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278754590882017666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SUHnVdzO85I/AAAAAAAAATA/z0bsSGfG7lQ/s1600-h/DSC02463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SUHnVdzO85I/AAAAAAAAATA/z0bsSGfG7lQ/s320/DSC02463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278754594217718674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The easy way to post...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-820296151279983579?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/820296151279983579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=820296151279983579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/820296151279983579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/820296151279983579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-some-pics.html' title='Just some pics'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SUHnVRX8MYI/AAAAAAAAATI/na8uLKKNa08/s72-c/DSC02507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-8559518223777461471</id><published>2008-12-10T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:44:44.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so deep thoughts</title><content type='html'>1. I was looking up the origin of the word Cologne, and, as I surmised, it comes from the city of Cologne, Germany. But in Germany they don't ever call it cologne, nor is it called Koln, the German way to pronounce the name of the city. It's too late to look up what they really call it, but it's odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I wish every grocery store had a map available of its aisles. Either at the store or online. I would pay $1.00 for a map of my local grocery store. Maybe 2, but no more than 2 dollars at the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I forgot number 3. I'll think of it tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-8559518223777461471?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8559518223777461471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=8559518223777461471' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/8559518223777461471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/8559518223777461471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/not-so-deep-thoughts.html' title='Not so deep thoughts'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-4570504287887702844</id><published>2008-12-09T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:42:10.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KORG DS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/KORG-DS-10-Synthesizer-Nintendo-DS/dp/B001EB8CD6"&gt;Cool little piece of software for the Nintendo DS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the little guy in action...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-ufe61gZAqk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-ufe61gZAqk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's on my christmas list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-4570504287887702844?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/4570504287887702844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=4570504287887702844' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/4570504287887702844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/4570504287887702844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/korg-ds.html' title='KORG DS'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-3347452412911990905</id><published>2008-12-07T22:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T22:23:33.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>funny kids, not mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7dj298NRTO8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7dj298NRTO8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-3347452412911990905?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/3347452412911990905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=3347452412911990905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/3347452412911990905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/3347452412911990905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/funny-kids-not-mine.html' title='funny kids, not mine'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-2286322131991302932</id><published>2008-12-07T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T22:23:03.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bookmarks</title><content type='html'>A list of my bookmarks from the top to the bottom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatwhatsit.com/"&gt;The Great Whatsi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatwhatsit.com/"&gt;t&lt;/a&gt; - Started by a friend from college and some other friends mainly on the east coast. I usually make it a point to visit there every couple of days at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pimpstyle2000.com/"&gt;PimpStyle2000&lt;/a&gt; - My friend Kent's site. Friends since high school, it's been a little on the slow side at this site lately, but still some funny people hang out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.bankofamerica.com/index.jsp"&gt;Bank of America&lt;/a&gt; - Really? You need me to tell you what this one is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com"&gt;Mystatcounter&lt;/a&gt; - Tells me how many times my mom has checked out this site today. When she's visiting me my number of visitors drops by 90%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://macsmith.blogspot.com/"&gt;Suburban Home&lt;/a&gt; - If you click this link you're gonna get summa that deja vu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pitchforkmedia.com/page/home"&gt;Pitchfork&lt;/a&gt; - I used to visit this site all the time for new music ideas. Now I just check it out to see if any famous musicians have died recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.woot.com/"&gt;Woot&lt;/a&gt; - Sweet site that offers closeouts and special deals. Usually one per day, starting at 10 pm p.s.t. Sometimes there's a woot-off which goes for a couple days and the same item stays up until it sells out before a new one is posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shirt.woot.com/"&gt;Woot T-shirt&lt;/a&gt; - Same thing but for shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.accordingtowayne.com/"&gt;The World According to Wayne&lt;/a&gt; - Wayne is a friend of mine from back in the days of playing Everquest, so probably about the year 2000, 2001. My character was a female so he was trying to flirt me up but I had to tell him to stop. We've been friends ever since. He doesn't update his blog enough, but I'm sure he loves bacon like I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jeffreydinsmore.com/"&gt;Jeffrey Dinsmore&lt;/a&gt; - My brother in law. Coolest dude on the west coast with the awesomest wife. Buy his book, he'll thank you for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/"&gt;MySpace.com&lt;/a&gt; - I don't really remember to check this one but once every month or two. Mainly to keep in touch with my friend Chris, but since he only checks it every couple of months, we never really connect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.penny-arcade.com/"&gt;Penny Arcade&lt;/a&gt; - Video Game/Geekery site. Check it out every once in awhile. Home to the Child's Play charity which is a bunch of gamers that give to children's hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kotaku.com/"&gt;Kotaku&lt;/a&gt; - Another video game site I check out regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://teenageteardrops.abstractdynamics.org/"&gt;i wish god were alive to see this&lt;/a&gt; - Not sure where I picked this one up, but it's great to see the world through someone else's eyes sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/index.php"&gt;Etsy.com&lt;/a&gt; - Great place with home-made crafts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theboard.byu.edu/"&gt;100 hour board&lt;/a&gt; - A place where you ask a question and they answer it within 100 hours. Beware, it's full of Mormons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/pages/dining/index.html"&gt;New York Times food section&lt;/a&gt; - Food stuffs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apartmenttherapy.com/"&gt;Apartment Therapy&lt;/a&gt; - Good place for some inspiration for decorating I will never do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zennioptical.com/cart/home.php"&gt;Zenni Optical&lt;/a&gt; - $10.00 Eyeglasses. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesartorialist.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html"&gt;The Sartorialist&lt;/a&gt; - Style Inspiration. See 'Apartment Therapy' above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="www.sexwithfarmanimals.com"&gt;Sexwithfarmanimals.com&lt;/a&gt; - just kidding ma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I do in my spare time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-2286322131991302932?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2286322131991302932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=2286322131991302932' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/2286322131991302932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/2286322131991302932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/bookmarks.html' title='Bookmarks'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-1985391980353218665</id><published>2008-12-07T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T14:04:24.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Any idiot...</title><content type='html'>"Any idiot can face a crisis, it's the day-to-day living that wears you out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                  - Anton Chekov&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-1985391980353218665?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/1985391980353218665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=1985391980353218665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/1985391980353218665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/1985391980353218665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/any-idiot.html' title='Any idiot...'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-8502645067727910421</id><published>2008-12-06T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T17:20:03.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fisherman's Friend</title><content type='html'>Oh, you don't know what Fisherman's Friend is? How sad is that. Check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fishermansfriend.com/"&gt;Fisherman's Friend Website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best things ever to keep you from coughing. Even though my Dad's always been a Sucrets man himself. They're not always easy to find, usually near the cough drop section, but rarely directly 'in' the cough drop section. For some reason I can never find the good flavors, usually just the default 'original extra strong'. The aniseed are the best, but oh well; I'll take what I can get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-8502645067727910421?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8502645067727910421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=8502645067727910421' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/8502645067727910421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/8502645067727910421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/fishermans-friend.html' title='Fisherman&apos;s Friend'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-7281891921747446335</id><published>2008-12-06T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T17:16:19.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Life and Times of Tim</title><content type='html'>I kept seeing the ads for this on HBO but it didn't look all that great. But last night we watched a couple and they're pretty funny. A little hit or miss at times, but there were some choke-on-your-Fisherman's Friend moments to be had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/00_ZWkUj-R8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/00_ZWkUj-R8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-7281891921747446335?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7281891921747446335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=7281891921747446335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/7281891921747446335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/7281891921747446335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/life-and-times-of-tim.html' title='The Life and Times of Tim'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-523180845931449367</id><published>2008-12-03T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:22:31.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boobie-Straps</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/STdomjkgUpI/AAAAAAAAASg/ujLTxC2XszU/s1600-h/bacon-bra-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/STdomjkgUpI/AAAAAAAAASg/ujLTxC2XszU/s320/bacon-bra-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275800500080497298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lexi's (and Noah's by extension) new favorite word is boobie-straps to mean bra. They both love to put a bra around their neck and dance around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I gave them each a Hershey's Kiss and they took the wrappers and held them up to their chests like little bras, yelling, "Boobie-straps, boobie-straps!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids are nuts-o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, so is the bacon bra.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-523180845931449367?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/523180845931449367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=523180845931449367' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/523180845931449367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/523180845931449367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/boobie-straps.html' title='Boobie-Straps'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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/_kNrrudO2SDE/STdomjkgUpI/AAAAAAAAASg/ujLTxC2XszU/s72-c/bacon-bra-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-5977656630783341891</id><published>2008-11-25T20:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T20:36:35.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oldie but a Goodie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SSzSPg0WRPI/AAAAAAAAASY/MaxgUeG2Imc/s1600-h/scan0001.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SSzSPg0WRPI/AAAAAAAAASY/MaxgUeG2Imc/s320/scan0001.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272820427693376754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephews, Gary and Asa. Not sure how long ago this was, probably some 12-odd years ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-5977656630783341891?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/5977656630783341891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=5977656630783341891' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/5977656630783341891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/5977656630783341891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/11/oldie-but-goodie.html' title='Oldie but a Goodie'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SSzSPg0WRPI/AAAAAAAAASY/MaxgUeG2Imc/s72-c/scan0001.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-2404657570838374189</id><published>2008-11-19T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T20:48:39.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey brother, could you spare 25 billion?</title><content type='html'>Really? The auto industry suddenly need 25 billion dollars to stay afloat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey American auto-industry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;Suck it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-2404657570838374189?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2404657570838374189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=2404657570838374189' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/2404657570838374189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/2404657570838374189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-brother-could-you-spare-25-billion.html' title='Hey brother, could you spare 25 billion?'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-6181768084623683409</id><published>2008-11-07T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T21:12:21.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hunting Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SRUdUhctrvI/AAAAAAAAASQ/UdJR_GS1hiE/s1600-h/Noah+eating+Fondue+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SRUdUhctrvI/AAAAAAAAASQ/UdJR_GS1hiE/s320/Noah+eating+Fondue+034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266147577693056754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SRUdUYfn2NI/AAAAAAAAASI/6rHtbZhJJOM/s1600-h/Noah+eating+Fondue+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SRUdUYfn2NI/AAAAAAAAASI/6rHtbZhJJOM/s320/Noah+eating+Fondue+030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266147575289338066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SRUdUO0WbFI/AAAAAAAAASA/QhG1iQqdM1A/s1600-h/Noah+eating+Fondue+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SRUdUO0WbFI/AAAAAAAAASA/QhG1iQqdM1A/s320/Noah+eating+Fondue+029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266147572691922002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SRUdT8oCr4I/AAAAAAAAAR4/_Slykmn4LbE/s1600-h/Noah+eating+Fondue+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SRUdT8oCr4I/AAAAAAAAAR4/_Slykmn4LbE/s320/Noah+eating+Fondue+018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266147567808458626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SRUdTm7JOpI/AAAAAAAAARw/_CoZYcnEXvE/s1600-h/Noah+eating+Fondue+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SRUdTm7JOpI/AAAAAAAAARw/_CoZYcnEXvE/s320/Noah+eating+Fondue+014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266147561982999186" 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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Rabbit Rock. As a kid this was a sign that we were getting to the end of the paved road and leaving civilization for good. It seemed like it took another 2 hours after we hit the dirt road, but last week it only took about 40 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. View from the top under the power lines. Not really 'the top' as in there isn't anything higher, since the picture makes it look pretty tame. This is where I used to go with my dad early in the morning to watch the sun rise. While I wasn't terribly excited about getting up early this time, I did make it out of bed early at least once, and we went back under the power lines to watch the sun rise over Quincy. I forgot to eat a Ding Dong though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Uncle Larry and Uncle Lynn. Probably shooting the shit. The family has an old army tent they erect in the middle of all the motorhomes/trailers. You can see more of it in picture #5. What you don't see is the wood burning stove in there that kept us all warm all night and helped us cook our food. As a kid we had one generator that all the trailers used at night to provide electricity. Now, everbody had their own. There must've been 5-6 of them for 10 trailers. Nobody was really hurting much for the basics, though the shower could've used a little more pressure and the hot tub really wasn't warm enough for my tastes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My bed on the left. My brother's on the right. Can you guess why I didn't sleep well? Twin bed, sleeping bag, whiskey. I think I mentioned Gary's snoring, and the silence all around us was unnerving as well. And I missed the kids screaming and crying so much I just couldn't fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Gramma Smith, Uncle Larry hidden behind her, my nephew Gary Jr., Cousin Tim, Cousin Chuck, and Dad doing a little two-step in the foreground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention eating the liver?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-6181768084623683409?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/6181768084623683409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=6181768084623683409' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/6181768084623683409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/6181768084623683409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/11/hunting-pics.html' title='Hunting Pics'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SRUdUhctrvI/AAAAAAAAASQ/UdJR_GS1hiE/s72-c/Noah+eating+Fondue+034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-5546407048665472362</id><published>2008-11-05T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T21:40:31.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No hunting pics yet</title><content type='html'>I know you're all waiting for the photos of the deer head hanging from the front of my Mini Cooper, but they're not online yet. Gimme a little more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah's favorite words right now: boobies and dammit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think it was funny. Until he said it about five times in a row while picking them up at daycare. I tried telling everyone he was speaking German. Damit is a real word auf Deutsch, but I don't think anyone was having it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't type much, Lexi's having her friend Tia over for a sleepover and I have a headache that grows by the minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, a hearty thank you to the country for voting for change. Thank you for not screwing it up. Too bad California had to go and try to ruin a good thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-5546407048665472362?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/5546407048665472362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=5546407048665472362' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/5546407048665472362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/5546407048665472362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-hunting-pics-yet.html' title='No hunting pics yet'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-5849157914637191173</id><published>2008-10-20T22:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:32:10.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a couple pictures from the files...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SP1ouGS2UyI/AAAAAAAAARM/3irPebAtRR4/s1600-h/DSC02507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SP1ouGS2UyI/AAAAAAAAARM/3irPebAtRR4/s320/DSC02507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259475081011548962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SP1ouSd7v9I/AAAAAAAAARU/-iprnfTpCCA/s1600-h/DSC02463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SP1ouSd7v9I/AAAAAAAAARU/-iprnfTpCCA/s320/DSC02463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259475084279267282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SP1ouZO2GSI/AAAAAAAAARc/Lj2xtAcz_x8/s1600-h/DSC02554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SP1ouZO2GSI/AAAAAAAAARc/Lj2xtAcz_x8/s320/DSC02554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259475086095030562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SP1outdpivI/AAAAAAAAARk/S68kiM2t5oE/s1600-h/DSC02530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SP1outdpivI/AAAAAAAAARk/S68kiM2t5oE/s320/DSC02530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259475091525831410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SP1oVaUAH1I/AAAAAAAAARE/gxYWgZgzDd4/s1600-h/IMG_0540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SP1oVaUAH1I/AAAAAAAAARE/gxYWgZgzDd4/s320/IMG_0540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259474656888364882" 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/7427088-5849157914637191173?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/5849157914637191173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=5849157914637191173' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/5849157914637191173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/5849157914637191173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-couple-pictures-from-files.html' title='Just a couple pictures from the files...'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SP1ouGS2UyI/AAAAAAAAARM/3irPebAtRR4/s72-c/DSC02507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-1723737424865302833</id><published>2008-10-20T22:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:18:12.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SP1l0jgwmAI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/QRH6Yk8xgw0/s1600-h/DSC02595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SP1l0jgwmAI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/QRH6Yk8xgw0/s320/DSC02595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259471893398853634" 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;Lexi called this "Snot Paste"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-1723737424865302833?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/1723737424865302833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=1723737424865302833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/1723737424865302833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/1723737424865302833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m Sorry'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNrrudO2SDE/SP1l0jgwmAI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/QRH6Yk8xgw0/s72-c/DSC02595.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-2290391468805835365</id><published>2008-10-20T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:13:00.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fairy Tales</title><content type='html'>I've been telling Lexi the story of Little Red Riding hood the past few nights. What I remember of it anyway. I'm afraid my versions are going to somehow ruin her life when she grows up and realizes that her versions of fairy tales are so totally different than everybody else's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after hearing the story a couple of times, she's started asking questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did the guy just chop the wolf's head off or did he cut his arms off too?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did her grandma get to eat some soup?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But was her grandma still sick?" (this is after I tell her the wolf ate the grandma)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Lexi was relating a story to her mother this evening while lying in bed, and in the middle of the story she asks, "When you were in the rain today did you wear a jacket with a hood?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Yes, I sure did", said her mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Good", said Lexi, then continued on with her story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  It's funny to see how her brain works these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-2290391468805835365?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2290391468805835365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=2290391468805835365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/2290391468805835365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/2290391468805835365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/10/fairy-tales.html' title='Fairy Tales'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-6073674234699137641</id><published>2008-10-19T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T23:24:14.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh</title><content type='html'>Ugh, &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/nphotos/Uniontown2C-Pa-Denny-Beer-Barrel-Pub-Clearfield2C-Pa/photo//081016/480/56cd98d5c9e24099a5bd1c33e7625b17//s:/ap/20081017/ap_on_fe_st/odd_big_burger#photoViewer=/081016/480/56cd98d5c9e24099a5bd1c33e7625b17"&gt;lookit this&lt;/a&gt;. He didn't get bacon on it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-6073674234699137641?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/6073674234699137641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=6073674234699137641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/6073674234699137641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/6073674234699137641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/10/ugh.html' title='Ugh'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-4648347538401522892</id><published>2008-10-18T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T23:59:12.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monthly Roundup</title><content type='html'>Here's what's going on now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My computer is on the fritz. Microsoft Vista sucks. Don't get it. It's terrible and I wish I had never tried it. I got it to be able to play the newest games thinking it would be helpful (Microsoft told me it would be, and I believed them like the fool I am). The problem is, Nvidia, who makes my graphics card, decided not to actually care that Vista work with their graphics cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess in a way it's good. I don't feel like I spend that much time playing games, but probably more than I need to, so it's nice to take a step back now and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I learned how to count&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. That was a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm enjoying my new job change. It's been making me very tired though. I used to have two days a week where I dropped the kids off then had the morning free until my closing shift, but now I work either 7-4 or 8-5 every day, so I've been very tired. Some nights the past two weeks I've been in bed by 8.30 and even then been trying hard to stay awake that late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Kids and I made cookies today. It was my wife's fault. She bought sugar cookie mix and cookie cutters and told me how great this fun activity would be. Yeah right. The only fun thing was fattening the kids up all morning then sticking them in the oven. Then decorating the house with frosting and licorice whips. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Did I mention deer hunting next week? Yep, true that. Haven't been in 20 years, since I was 15. Not sure if I should go get long underwear, probably should I guess. I'm so not prepared. I've spent the past 20 years buying green and beige clothes, and now it turns out if I wear those into the woods I have a much better chance of getting shot. I've started preparing a mental list of things I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Clothes (obvious)&lt;br /&gt;- Gun (wish list)&lt;br /&gt;- Bow and arrow (wish list but more realistic than gun)&lt;br /&gt;- BB gun (this I could maybe do)&lt;br /&gt;- Orange clothes, maybe earmuffs and hat&lt;br /&gt;- Knife (I'm thinking Rambo knife but might just do that Swiss Army knife if I can find it. I may want to whittle something)&lt;br /&gt;- Big bottle of whiskey (self-explanatory?)&lt;br /&gt;- guitar (maybe two in case there's an accident after drinking the whiskey)&lt;br /&gt;- Video games (portable, though batter won't last a whole week)&lt;br /&gt;- Books/magazines (preferably on what to do if you're shot in the woods. Jack London probably wrote such a book)&lt;br /&gt;- Long underwear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting late and I'm going to bed. Carving pumpkins tomorrow. yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-4648347538401522892?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/4648347538401522892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=4648347538401522892' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/4648347538401522892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/4648347538401522892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/10/monthly-roundup.html' title='Monthly Roundup'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-4240885323749907559</id><published>2008-10-14T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T22:49:11.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Outlook on Life</title><content type='html'>I've finally figured it all out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you find everybody to be stupid then pretty soon you'll drown yourself in a sea of stupidity. If you avoid every retail store where you had bad service, then you'll never have any places to shop again. So I'm hereby granting a pardon to everybody on '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;my list&lt;/span&gt;'. A one time pardon, you hear me, assholes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In extreme cases I might still hold a grudge, but I'm going to try to keep it to two days for people, one month for retail establishments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm even giving up my boycott of Best Buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A clean slate, let's start afresh and get over the little details of the crapweasels that annoy us day in and day out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell you what though, I'm not forgiving CEOs. Screw those guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-4240885323749907559?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/4240885323749907559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=4240885323749907559' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/4240885323749907559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/4240885323749907559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-outlook-on-life.html' title='New Outlook on Life'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-945099665674006515</id><published>2008-09-26T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T10:50:01.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Has it always been this bad?</title><content type='html'>Question: Has the world always been in such a bad situation? It seems like the news is always so glum these days. But when I stop to think about it, I can't remember it ever being extremely happy in any way. Are things worse now than 5 years ago, or 10, or 50? Maybe I just haven't been paying enough attention...I dunno.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-945099665674006515?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/945099665674006515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=945099665674006515' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/945099665674006515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/945099665674006515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/09/has-it-always-been-this-bad.html' title='Has it always been this bad?'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-4462923443328677941</id><published>2008-09-25T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T21:19:53.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Mom, part II</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, went to the dentist today. It's been awhile (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;years&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;). No cavities, things looked good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a fan of the dentist's office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-4462923443328677941?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/4462923443328677941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=4462923443328677941' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/4462923443328677941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/4462923443328677941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/09/dear-mom-part-ii.html' title='Dear Mom, part II'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-6447120169883631257</id><published>2008-09-25T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T20:06:34.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Mom!</title><content type='html'>Nothing like a good phone conversation with your mother to remind you that you haven't written on your blog in awhile. I guess happy birthday/anniversary posts don't really count...though I tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing is, there are some new things happening lately that I've been meaning to post about, so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We're moving to South Dakota this October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm going back to school to become a dentist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm lying about both these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what's really happening:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Noah's learned to climb out of his crib. He actually learned months ago, but the first time he did, he fell and hurt his arm, so he's not been climbing out since. But three days ago he was just standing in our doorway all of a sudden while I was getting ready for work. My first thought..."Shit, now it's on".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the last few nights have been a nightmare, trying to get him to stay in bed. We pulled down the front of his crib to convert it into a toddler bed, which he seems to like, but the freedom is too much for him. I liken it to what would happen if we legalized pot: The first few days would just be too much freedom for most people. But eventually you'll get tired of it and just go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part is that he cries for me, making me feel responsible for his unhappiness at being being baby-gated into his room. It wouldn't be so bad if he was crying for mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm switching jobs at my company. I've spent the last 3 years out on the sales floor, prior to which I was running the show in the back of house. But I've learned that sales really aren't my thing. I've actually known that for the past 3 years, but the money was pretty good. I've gotten tired of never knowing how you'll do with your commissions though, and it will be nice to have a steadier paycheck. Plus I won't have to work nights twice a week anymore, which will make all of us happier. I guess. I kind of like closing shifts, it gives me time to do grocery shopping and Goodwill trips, but I'll just have to find time elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Is anybody else pissed at the financial institutions that have gotten themselves into some messed up situation? These are the same places that over the last few years you'd keep hearing about how they were giving these huge bonuses to their CEO's, even to those that were quit/fired. The same CEO's that got them into such messed up situations. Now they're in the deep shit and Bush wants to bail them out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about taking 700 billion dollars and paying everybody's credit cards off? The banks own the credit cards, so they'd be getting the 700 billion dollars in payments. Fair deal? Seems fair to me.&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand how banks went under in the Depression. People start thinking that maybe the banks aren't smart enough to take care of their money. And if my bank can't make wise choices about how many millions they give their shitty decision making, thieving, low down, rotten CEO's, I'm not going to be keeping my money there anymore either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-6447120169883631257?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/6447120169883631257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=6447120169883631257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/6447120169883631257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/6447120169883631257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/09/thanks-mom.html' title='Thanks Mom!'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-7189946474566576700</id><published>2008-09-16T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T12:03:03.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary</title><content type='html'>To my lovely wife, happy anniversary darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's an absolute saint for putting up with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-7189946474566576700?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7189946474566576700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=7189946474566576700' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/7189946474566576700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/7189946474566576700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-3156649941603429611</id><published>2008-09-12T22:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T22:06:28.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicks</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N4iL6csUyDk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N4iL6csUyDk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-3156649941603429611?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/3156649941603429611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=3156649941603429611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/3156649941603429611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/3156649941603429611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/09/chicks.html' title='Chicks'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-5032397086377342727</id><published>2008-08-30T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T15:03:51.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday to my big sis. She's 37 now and olddddd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J/k hon. Congratulations on all the great achievements you've made over the past few years. Well, over your whole life really. Who would've thought you'd go so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to you and the family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UeypOvsY91Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UeypOvsY91Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-5032397086377342727?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/5032397086377342727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=5032397086377342727' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/5032397086377342727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/5032397086377342727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-4547778930687649723</id><published>2008-08-29T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T22:45:47.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Either/Or</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/story//bloomberg/20080830/pl_bloomberg/aulhaumcz6l0"&gt;Click here for link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're too lazy to click it, it's a link to a story today on YahooNews.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headline reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Little-Known Palin May Be Benefit or Bust for McCain's Campaign&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good to know they have their bases covered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-4547778930687649723?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/4547778930687649723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=4547778930687649723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/4547778930687649723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/4547778930687649723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/08/eitheror.html' title='Either/Or'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-8110961699441062915</id><published>2008-08-29T11:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T11:56:32.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DNC</title><content type='html'>I enjoyed watching the Democratic National Convention this past week. I wasn't actually hovering around the t.v. watching it all, but managed to watch a few speeches here and there. I guess I always thought there was more going on at these conventions. I assumed that during the day everyone gathered around and had symposiums on what the strategy should be, etc, rather than just having a big four day party, but whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obama's speech last night was great. I say this from the perspective of an ordinary, run-of-the-mill citizen. Someone mentioned that they felt like they were being an activist just by listening to him speak, and I echo this sentiment. I don't think he's perfect by any means, and his ideas and promises seem maybe a smidgen too far-reaching, but I think that's the point, that someone actually has ideas of changing the dank political scene that we've been miring in for years and years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been cynical about politics since I was a kid. I did a report on Nixon as a kid, not knowing anything about him, and learning about how he was booted out of office. I figured he didn't do anything worse than any other president, he just happened to get caught. And this opinion has never changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's nice to see someone come along and offer up some hope. Some hope that things can change, and though it will not likely be a rosy walk in the park, at least we can get back on the right path towards being a great nation. It's been a long time since I was proud of my country. I know that usually when people say this they get lambasted for it by the right wingers, but it's true. Nobody can be proud of a being a nation of fat-assed blowhards being led by a nincompoop. And if you can then I feel sorry for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this year I'm actually excited to vote. The last time I was excited to vote was in 1992 when I was 19 and voted for my first president. I'm a little ashamed to say that I voted for Perot, even after he had dropped out of the race then re-entered, but I've always been a little out there. I just felt like the traditional two party candidates weren't heading the right way either. I've voted a few times since then, but never with any degree of excitement that I could get behind one candidate or the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think McCain would be the worst president either. I don't think he has much vision for changing things though. I think it will be politics as usual with him. Not necessarily as bad as it's been under Bush, but I don't feel any excitement from him. I do worry that he's too old to actually feel any excitement anymore. I'm 35 and I rarely feel any vim and vigor, he's twice my age and must just be happy to get some coffee and be alive each day, let alone try to change the course of a stagnant nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do worry about his vp pick too. I mean, what a strange choice. Have you ever heard of this lady? I don't much follow politics, but at least I had heard of Joe Biden. I've heard of Alaska, but not this Palin lady. C'mon McCain, do you think everybody's stupid enough to suddenly vote for you because you chose a woman? There weren't any other women that people had heard of that you could have chosen? WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, we shall see. I'm nervous about the election. I think the Democrats are like your hometown team, they can always mess it up. They may get overconfident and fall apart. I think everybody that supports Obama has to feel this way right now. He's managed to pull through to this point, but you can always mess things up. Maybe that's the true American way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-8110961699441062915?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8110961699441062915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=8110961699441062915' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/8110961699441062915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/8110961699441062915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/08/dnc.html' title='DNC'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-6218794866335018922</id><published>2008-08-28T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T21:52:16.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Possum</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V5Z_ZducwbQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V5Z_ZducwbQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-6218794866335018922?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/6218794866335018922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=6218794866335018922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/6218794866335018922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/6218794866335018922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/08/awesome-possum.html' title='Awesome Possum'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-926966000437279264</id><published>2008-08-16T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T21:55:33.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Stuff</title><content type='html'>-From a web report about Michael Phelps : "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Phelps’ seventh world record in his personal Great Haul of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://sports.yahoo.com/olympics/beijing/chn/;_ylt=Ajjwsc3PXWPFr3UPtyKzvjjQ1Zl4"&gt;China&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha, Great Haul of China. Those sportswriters can be hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Watched Batman - Dark Knight last week. Not hilarious. Too long. Too much action moving too fast for this old geezer. Maybe a 7 out of 10. I remember liking the first one quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a funny moment while watching it though. We went to the 5.30 showing, so it was pretty empty, out in Clio, Michigan. Probably 10 people in the theatre overall. Just before the movie starts, two older guys, probably 50's or slightly older, come up and sit in the aisle and seats right behind us. Right behind us. Then they talk. They talk through the last preview and on into the opening of the movie. Not talking the whole time, just random, inane statements. Like when they're talking about Harvey Dent, one of the guys says, "Oh that's Aaron Eckhart, he's a good actor".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both shush them a time or two, but they're still at it. Finally we both turn around, but the wife starts pounding the back of her seat, and goes, "Guys, do you mind! Stop talking". They're both like, "Oh." and didn't make a peep after. Way to go wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never know what's gonna happen in that situation. Like are they gonna be assholes and keep talking just to bug you? Apparently they just figured talking during a movie was ok and this was the first they heard that it is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie I heard them in the restroom near me and I was expecting them to be talking about 'that bitch in front of us'. Instead they just sounded like a couple of old movie nerds, talking about how much the movie offers up to think about. One guy gave it about a 7/10, same as me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-One of the favorite things Lexi says right now is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amn't&lt;/span&gt;. I'll say she's a little joker or something and she'll say, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No I amn't&lt;/span&gt;". Maybe this is common for kids, but it gets me every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I've been digging the Olympics lately. Not actually watching them, though I had it on for a couple hours this morning and was watching some on the plane last night. I don't get caught up in the whole Olympic fever and patriotism and medal count, but I think they're cool. It's nice to see people who do get caught up in something big like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm amazed at some of the structures that get built for Olympics. That Swim Cube is cool. I went the Olympic Stadium in Munich back when I was a kid and that was cool too. Just some nice architecture, lots of cool design rather than just a slab of concrete. I don't even think it's bad for them to be in China. I mean, they aren't the politically correct games. Maybe the Chinese are pretty much assholes in the whole 'freedom' concept, but they're just the Olympics. If they start vying to give out the Nobel Peace Prizes in Beijing, then I'll riot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Michigan is lovely this time of year. We had a great trip. The kids loved loved loved seeing their Grandma and Grandpa. We saw lots of relatives in the Dinsmore family, maybe a few more than is wise, as there is no way I can remember who's who now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa D built a swing/playset in the backyard just for Lexi and Noah and they loved it and abused it to no end. Not sure how much sand ended up staying in the sand box and how much ended up on the lawn. They took tractor rides on in the backyard on the riding lawnmower, and Daddy loved Grandpa's massage chair. Used it so much my spine was actually tender the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids' Great Grandma Peg turned 90 this year and there was a big shindig for her. That was nice. Uncle Jeff and Aunt Sarah were there from California, which made it just that much nicer as well. The four of us took a little trip up to Frankfort/Elberta, which is on northern Lake Michigan, along with a couple of other cousins. Just went overnight, but we went on one of those alpine slides at a place called Crystal Mountain, then went to Sleeping Bear Dunes. It was beautiful weather and beautiful country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up getting a little flu bug for a couple of days. Not sure exactly what it was, but was laid up in bed off and on for a day or two. Had a pounding head the whole time. Luckily it was nearer the end of the trip after most the action had taken place, but I still felt bad for ruining the good time. Luckily it was mostly better in time for the trip home, as we had to drive to Detroit, take a bus to the airport, take two planes, then another shuttle to the car. The kids were mostly good on the plane, but it's not easy traveling with kids. Thank goodness all the passengers around us were good humored. Thank you fellow travelers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-926966000437279264?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/926966000437279264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=926966000437279264' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/926966000437279264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/926966000437279264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/08/random-stuff.html' title='Random Stuff'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-7882484477426221565</id><published>2008-08-06T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:49:09.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a Break</title><content type='html'>It's been too tough posting as much as I do, so I'm gonna slow it down a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading to Michigan for a week, so you're gonna have to get along without me for a short while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll return to my regular updates when I get back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-7882484477426221565?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7882484477426221565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=7882484477426221565' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/7882484477426221565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/7882484477426221565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/08/taking-break.html' title='Taking a Break'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-7822178143036655962</id><published>2008-07-19T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T15:41:09.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My dilemma...</title><content type='html'>So I'm home alone with the kids, and M went to work at 11, so the kids were still in their pajamas. It's 3.30 and they're still in their pajamas. The wife's not home until after their bedtime. So, isn't it in everybody's best interest to just keep them in their pajamas all day? I mean, there is an energy crisis going on and we don't want to waste valuable resources right now. Am I right? If I'm wrong you may be a terrorist or oil company owner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-7822178143036655962?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7822178143036655962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=7822178143036655962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/7822178143036655962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/7822178143036655962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-dilemma.html' title='My dilemma...'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-2834499233827270146</id><published>2008-07-19T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T15:38:47.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Cat</title><content type='html'>No, cat's not dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexi's going crazy jumping on the bed beside me. I told her not to get too crazy and jump on the cat. She said, "Yeah cause we don't want a dead cat".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I'm getting an idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cat was sick last week. It was strange, he all of a sudden started limping one night, and it seemed to be getting worse, so M took him to the vet. They charged us $350.00 to take x-rays and do blood work, only to tell us that he had a fever but nothing was physically wrong otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad M was the one with him, because I don't know that I would have paid that much. I mean, the cat only cost us about $30.00 initially, and there are a LOT of cats out there that don't have fevers and limps. Really though, couldn't the vet have maybe mentioned waiting a day to see what happened before jumping into all the lab work and x-rays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cat is getting more and more precious to me each and every day that we sink money into him. Pretty soon he's gonna poop gold for us I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part is that now I'm afraid to even touch him when he's scratching and clawing my hands at night, because I don't want to have to take him back for more x-rays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-2834499233827270146?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2834499233827270146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=2834499233827270146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/2834499233827270146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/2834499233827270146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/07/dead-cat.html' title='Dead Cat'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-4642784254210034652</id><published>2008-07-07T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T21:37:54.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Had brunch with Ed Begley Jr. yesterday...</title><content type='html'>Well, I had brunch near &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ed Begley Jr&lt;/span&gt;. yesterday. Went to the Old Wives' Tales restaurant for brunch to meet up with some old acquaintances who were visiting from Seattle. While waiting for them, we were playing in a little playroom set aside for kids, and this older gentleman was playing with another little boy. I was thinking he had a familiar look to him, but I'm the type of person that would never recognize a celebrity if they were standing right next to me (which he was).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It wasn't until we were seated at the table with our friends, when one of them wrote 'Ed Begley' on a napkin and showed it to us. I thought he was just saying that the guy looked like E.B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Nope, it was the real deal. He's looking a little older these days. Not surprising, of course. I guess he'll just always be John 'Stumpy' Pepys to me, the original drummer for Spinal Tap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-4642784254210034652?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/4642784254210034652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=4642784254210034652' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/4642784254210034652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/4642784254210034652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/07/had-brunch-with-ed-begley-jr-yesterday.html' title='Had brunch with Ed Begley Jr. yesterday...'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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-7427088.post-7845656699432202405</id><published>2008-07-05T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T14:55:28.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Probably forgot most of 'em...</title><content type='html'>1) Look at the list and bold those you have read.&lt;br /&gt;2) Italicize those you intend to read&lt;br /&gt;3) Underline the books you LOVE. &lt;p&gt;1 Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;2 &lt;strong&gt;The Lord of the Rings - JRR Tolkien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte&lt;br /&gt;4 &lt;strong&gt;Harry Potter series - JK Rowling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 &lt;strong&gt;To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Wuthering Heights - Emily Bronte&lt;br /&gt;8 &lt;strong&gt;Nineteen Eighty Four - George Orwell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Great Expectations - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;11 Little Women - Louisa M Alcott&lt;br /&gt;12 Tess of the D’Urbervilles - Thomas Hardy&lt;br /&gt;13 Catch 22 - Joseph Heller&lt;br /&gt;14 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Complete Works of Shakespeare &lt;/span&gt;(not every single word, but close)&lt;br /&gt;15 Rebecca - Daphne Du Maurier&lt;br /&gt;16 &lt;strong&gt;The Hobbit - JRR Tolkien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 Birdsong - Sebastian Faulks&lt;br /&gt;18 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Catcher in the Rye - JD Salinger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The Time Traveller’s Wife - Audrey Niffenegger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Middle&lt;/span&gt;march - George Eliot (only read half, only bolded half)&lt;br /&gt;21 Gone With The Wind - Margaret Mitchell&lt;br /&gt;22&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The Great Gatsby - F Scott Fitzgerald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 Bleak House - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;24 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;War and Peace - Leo Tolstoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 &lt;strong&gt;The Hitch Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy - Douglas Adams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 Brideshead Revisited - Evelyn Waugh&lt;br /&gt;27 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crime and Punishment - Fyodor Dostoyevsky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 28 Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 Alice in Wonderland - Lewis Carroll&lt;br /&gt;30 &lt;strong&gt;The Wind in the Willows - Kenneth Grahame&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anna Karenina - Leo Tolstoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Copperfield - Charles Dickens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33 &lt;strong&gt;Chronicles of Narnia - CS Lewis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34 Emma - Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;35 Persuasion - Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;36 T&lt;strong&gt;he Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe - C.S. Lewis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37 The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini&lt;br /&gt;38 Captain Corelli’s Mandolin - Louis De Bernieres&lt;br /&gt;39 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Memoirs of a Geisha - Arthur Golden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40 &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Winnie the Pooh - AA Milne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41 &lt;strong&gt;Animal Farm - George Orwell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Da Vinci Code - Dan Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43 One Hundred Years of Solitude - Gabriel Garcia Marquez&lt;br /&gt;44 &lt;strong&gt;A Prayer for Owen Meaney - John Irving&lt;/strong&gt; (this is a must read book if you have never read it.)&lt;br /&gt;45 The Woman in White - Wilkie Collins&lt;br /&gt;46 &lt;strong&gt;Anne of Green Gables - LM Montgomery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47 Far From The Madding Crowd - Thomas Hardy&lt;br /&gt;48 The Handmaid’s Tale - Margaret Atwood&lt;br /&gt;49 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lord of the Flies - William Golding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 Atonement - Ian McEwan&lt;br /&gt;51 Life of Pi - Yann Martel&lt;br /&gt;52 Dune - Frank Herbert&lt;br /&gt;53 Cold Comfort Farm - Stella Gibbons&lt;br /&gt;54 Sense and Sensibility - Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;55 A Suitable Boy - Vikram Seth&lt;br /&gt;56 The Shadow of the Wind - Carlos Ruiz Zafon&lt;br /&gt;57 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Tale Of Two Cities - Charles Dickens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58 &lt;strong&gt;Brave New World - Aldous Huxley&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time - Mark Haddon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60 Love In The Time Of Cholera - Gabriel Garcia Marquez&lt;br /&gt;61 &lt;strong&gt;Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63 The Secret History - Donna Tartt&lt;br /&gt;64 The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold&lt;br /&gt;65 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Count of Monte Cristo - Alexandre Dumas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; On The Road - Jack Kerouac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67 Jude the Obscure - Thomas Hardy&lt;br /&gt;68 Bridget Jones’ Diary - Helen Fielding&lt;br /&gt;69 Midnight’s Children - Salman Rushdie&lt;br /&gt;70 &lt;strong&gt;Moby Dick - Herman Melville&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71 &lt;strong&gt;Oliver Twist - Charles Dickens&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dracula - Bram Stoker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73 &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The Secret Garden - Frances Hodgson Burnett&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74 Notes From A Small Island - Bill Bryson&lt;br /&gt;75 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ulysses - James Joyce &lt;/span&gt;(who knows what it's actually about though)&lt;br /&gt;76 The Bell Jar - Sylvia Plath&lt;br /&gt;77 Swallows and Amazons - Arthur Ransome&lt;br /&gt;78 Germinal - Emile Zola&lt;br /&gt;79 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vanity Fair - William Makepeace Thackeray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80 Possession - AS Byatt&lt;br /&gt;81 &lt;strong&gt;A Christmas Carol - Charles Dickens&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cloud Atlas - David Mitchell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83 The Color Purple - Alice Walker&lt;br /&gt;84 The Remains of the Day - Kazuo Ishiguro&lt;br /&gt;85 Madame Bovary - Gustave Flaubert&lt;br /&gt;86 A Fine Balance - Rohinton Mistry&lt;br /&gt;87 &lt;strong&gt;Charlotte’s Web - EB White&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88 The Five People You Meet In Heaven - Mitch Albom&lt;br /&gt;89 &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Adventures of Sherlock Holmes - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90 The Faraway Tree Collection - Enid Blyton&lt;br /&gt;91 Heart of Darkness - Joseph Conrad&lt;br /&gt;92 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Little Prince - Antoine De Saint-Exupery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93 The Wasp Factory - Iain Banks&lt;br /&gt;94 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Watership Down - Richard Adams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95 &lt;em style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Confederacy of Dunces - John Kennedy Toole&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96 A Town Like Alice - Nevil Shute&lt;br /&gt;97 The Three Musketeers - Alexandre Dumas&lt;br /&gt;98 &lt;strong&gt;Hamlet - William Shakespeare&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99 &lt;strong&gt;Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - Roald Dahl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm not sure where the list comes from...I got it from my Wayne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-7845656699432202405?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7845656699432202405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=7845656699432202405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/7845656699432202405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/7845656699432202405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/07/probably-forgot-most-of-em.html' title='Probably forgot most of &apos;em...'/><author><name>M. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564965829732291745</uri><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427088.post-1645299276690022347</id><published>2008-06-28T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:58:32.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry I didn't learn how to embed those previous videos. I'm now an old hand at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: Now I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xFfxHCyVbZc&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xFfxHCyVbZc&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427088-1645299276690022347?l=macsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/1645299276690022347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427088&amp;postID=1645299276690022347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/1645299276690022347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427088/posts/default/1645299276690022347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macsmith.blogspot.com/2008/06/sorry-i-didnt-learn-how-to-embed-those.html' title=''/><author><name>M. 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