<?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-34089408</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:14:20.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How To Store Cheese</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-719538405150661763</id><published>2007-10-11T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T14:22:26.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Phantom Pooper</title><content type='html'>I heard this clip this morning on the Laura Ingraham show. You have to love local news stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ShXXexn4iyA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ShXXexn4iyA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my memory serves me correct, below is a somewhat old picture of the culprit. If any of you have seen him and know where he is please contact the East Idaho Swat Team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120191664185403298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/Rw6TMM2v56I/AAAAAAAAAFw/wdodrRvd86I/s320/memberprofile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-719538405150661763?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/719538405150661763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=719538405150661763' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/719538405150661763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/719538405150661763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2007/10/phantom-pooper.html' title='The Phantom Pooper'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/Rw6TMM2v56I/AAAAAAAAAFw/wdodrRvd86I/s72-c/memberprofile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-8309628196504157678</id><published>2007-10-07T20:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T21:16:39.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Even.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/Rwmqxs2v55I/AAAAAAAAAFo/vIEg7o6zH94/s1600-h/0929071408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/Rwmqxs2v55I/AAAAAAAAAFo/vIEg7o6zH94/s400/0929071408.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118810222314383250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The other day I had to take a detour to get home from work.  Somewhere along Broadway I noticed the above sign advertising "Afro American Realtors."  Some of you may recall a previous post of &lt;A HREF="http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2007/01/separate-but-equal.html"&gt;mine.&lt;/A&gt;  As far as I am concerned these atrocities cancel each other out. On a side note, if any of you are looking for a good realtor please &lt;A HREF="http://afro-americanrealtor.com/about.htm"&gt;contact Earl.&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-8309628196504157678?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/8309628196504157678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=8309628196504157678' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/8309628196504157678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/8309628196504157678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2007/10/other-day-i-had-to-take-detour-to-get.html' title='We Are Even.'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/Rwmqxs2v55I/AAAAAAAAAFo/vIEg7o6zH94/s72-c/0929071408.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-2766629994951883150</id><published>2007-08-26T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T20:28:15.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OUT OF THIS WORLD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RtJAgsDKQpI/AAAAAAAAAFg/VzjZPuC0yBw/s1600-h/0824071744a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103212258088600210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RtJAgsDKQpI/AAAAAAAAAFg/VzjZPuC0yBw/s400/0824071744a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just the other day I was driving on bell road when the above prize fell into my lap.  Some days it just seems like everything goes right.  If you can't decipher the code too well then keep reading.  On the right we have a space craft.  In the background there are mountains and on the left it reads, "Boston."  What you might not be able to see are the faces of the band Boston above the words, "Boston."   - That's my favorite part.  Now that is a dedicated fan.  I am assuming that beautiful creation was inspired by the below Boston album cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RtJAZcDKQoI/AAAAAAAAAFY/j-eSGqLgh_0/s1600-h/Boston.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103212133534548610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RtJAZcDKQoI/AAAAAAAAAFY/j-eSGqLgh_0/s400/Boston.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now here is where the story takes a scary turn.  I followed the car for about a half a mile until the driver pulled over and got out of the car.  That is when I was able to snap the following photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RtJAJMDKQnI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/TaSlLtZde-w/s1600-h/alien.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103211854361674354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RtJAJMDKQnI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/TaSlLtZde-w/s400/alien.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-2766629994951883150?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/2766629994951883150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=2766629994951883150' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/2766629994951883150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/2766629994951883150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2007/08/out-of-this-world.html' title='OUT OF THIS WORLD'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RtJAgsDKQpI/AAAAAAAAAFg/VzjZPuC0yBw/s72-c/0824071744a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-1102841470761131449</id><published>2007-08-22T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T22:27:41.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DARN YOU SHAWN REED! warning: this post may contain adult photo content</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/Rs0alMDKQmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/O1FAbvOiz3g/s1600-h/PNTBALL2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101763179072602722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/Rs0alMDKQmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/O1FAbvOiz3g/s400/PNTBALL2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/Rs0Wy8DKQkI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Ef7CkMfGUfI/s1600-h/Pntball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101759017249292866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/Rs0Wy8DKQkI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Ef7CkMfGUfI/s400/Pntball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I went paintballing last Saturday and it turns out (to my detriment) that Shawn Reed came also. Two games in a row Shawn Reed snuck up on my side while I shot at another member of his team. Needless to say he was close enough to give me some nice welts. If you'll notice kids, the welt by my shorts stopped spreading do to my elastic pants that also leave a lovely mark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-1102841470761131449?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/1102841470761131449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=1102841470761131449' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/1102841470761131449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/1102841470761131449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2007/08/darn-you-shawn-reed.html' title='DARN YOU SHAWN REED! warning: this post may contain adult photo content'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/Rs0alMDKQmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/O1FAbvOiz3g/s72-c/PNTBALL2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-3122200533887084301</id><published>2007-08-09T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T21:29:37.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TEN YARDS AWAY FROM LOSING MY LEGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RrvmMvAuBiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/tjK2C5jkH9s/s1600-h/168786main_sealion-1-200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096920509752149538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RrvmMvAuBiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/tjK2C5jkH9s/s400/168786main_sealion-1-200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past weekend my family had a reunion in San Diego. The morning after we arrived we went down to La &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jolla&lt;/span&gt; beach and tried to surf. I say "tried" because it isn't as easy as it looks on TV. While I was out in the ocean I saw huge black something swim under the water about ten yards in front of me. Needless to say, I was glad it kept swimming. I then looked up and saw a sea lion poking it's little head out of the water about 20 yards in front of me. For those of you that are wondering why the above sea lion has an antenna on his head - there is a reasonable explanation for that. That is a government sea lion trained to infiltrate the Chinese government and bring it to its' knees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-3122200533887084301?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/3122200533887084301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=3122200533887084301' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/3122200533887084301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/3122200533887084301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2007/08/ten-yards-away-from-losing-my-legs.html' title='TEN YARDS AWAY FROM LOSING MY LEGS'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RrvmMvAuBiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/tjK2C5jkH9s/s72-c/168786main_sealion-1-200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-2579358022644606371</id><published>2007-07-27T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T23:00:41.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ANY TAKERS?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RqrR0_AuBfI/AAAAAAAAAEY/6ddAonPaF_I/s1600-h/0710071648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092113036893619698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RqrR0_AuBfI/AAAAAAAAAEY/6ddAonPaF_I/s400/0710071648.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this month I was driving home from work on the I-10 and to my great amazement and pleasure I saw the above picture on the side of a pretty large truck with dark tinted windows.  I tried to to get a good look at Ken but his image was mysteriously and consistently out of my view.  I did however see what appeared to be Santa Clause in the passenger seat.  I see the beginnings of a conspiracy theory here...but I'll leave that up to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can clearly see Ken is a big fan of his name (as seen twice in this picture - once in huge letters above RAM 1500 and once on the sign).  It is also evident that he has run into some desperate times.  I am not quite sure what the small writing says, but I believe the upper right hand word reads, "camping."  What an advertisement!  The only catch is that you might be living closer to the north pole than you may want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. this post is in response to all the hate mail I have been receiving lately for the lack of new posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-2579358022644606371?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/2579358022644606371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=2579358022644606371' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/2579358022644606371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/2579358022644606371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2007/07/any-takers.html' title='ANY TAKERS?'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RqrR0_AuBfI/AAAAAAAAAEY/6ddAonPaF_I/s72-c/0710071648.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-3424912512169997436</id><published>2007-05-07T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T23:20:56.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I a bad person?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RkANnn_bRjI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/6f0MFbZkb6c/s1600-h/0305071245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062060955565508146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RkANnn_bRjI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/6f0MFbZkb6c/s400/0305071245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By the condo where we live there is a pond right outside our window. Every once in a while parents/kids that can read will ignore the big sign that says, "Warning, unfenced pond, children should be supervised at all times." On this particular occasion there was a girl admiring the turtles and ducks. When I noticed that she was trying to touch one of them I decided to grab the camera. I knew she wouldn't be able to get close enough because the turtles jump back in the pond the second they notice you are around. My motivation for getting the camera was worse... I was hoping to get a picture of her falling into the pond. I know that is sounds bad. I know you're saying, "What if the girl can't swim?" Trust me, that all went through my head while I anticipated her plunge into that nasty nasty water. I convinced myself that it would be a funny picture for everyone - including her parents - oh the laughs we all would have. Right? I continued convincing myself that if she fell in, it wouldn't be a problem because a) she could just stand up and the water would probably just go to her waist, and b) I could run out and help her out of the water in a matter of seconds. Well, needless to say, she didn't fall in - otherwise you would have seen a picture of her in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The weirdest part is that she crawled out of that bush behind her and then when she was done she crawled back in. I haven't seen her since.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-3424912512169997436?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/3424912512169997436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=3424912512169997436' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/3424912512169997436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/3424912512169997436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2007/05/am-i-bad-person.html' title='Am I a bad person?'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RkANnn_bRjI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/6f0MFbZkb6c/s72-c/0305071245.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-6653858207583598985</id><published>2007-05-01T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T12:48:25.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Loving Lewis Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RjeY9X_bRhI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yYmDermsQcI/s1600-h/0423071654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059680886553527826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RjeY9X_bRhI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yYmDermsQcI/s400/0423071654.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I was driving along on and to my amazement I saw the same car each of you are looking at right now. What's the deal with the Lewis Family sticker? (say that in you best Seinfeld voice.) Seriously, what is it supposed to mean when you put a circle with a line on a member of your family? In case you can't see the gender of all of them - from left to right - there is the adult male, a female, and two boys. If you'll notice the female is about the same height as the two boys and she has one of these &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RjeZB3_bRiI/AAAAAAAAAEI/PTtN7fa0PHg/s1600-h/circle+with+line.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059680963862939170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RjeZB3_bRiI/AAAAAAAAAEI/PTtN7fa0PHg/s200/circle+with+line.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Otom7AaIFCU/RjeUtHmoaDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/yl0iUKtU24M/s1600-h/circle+with+line.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;around her. I've been trying to figure out what message the driver is trying to get across. Here are some possible meanings:&lt;br /&gt;a) The female was the wife and now they are divorced&lt;br /&gt;b) She died, and/or is possibly one of the undead&lt;br /&gt;c) The driver wants everybody to stay away from her&lt;br /&gt;With the possible exception of letter c, it doesn't make sense to advertise those things in that manner. That is why I've come to the conclusion (after also seeing the scary driver) that he is mentally ill.&lt;br /&gt;If you could enlighten me on this matter it would be much appreciated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-6653858207583598985?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/6653858207583598985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=6653858207583598985' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/6653858207583598985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/6653858207583598985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2007/05/other-day-i-was-driving-along-on-and-to.html' title='The Loving Lewis Family'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RjeY9X_bRhI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yYmDermsQcI/s72-c/0423071654.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-8580807807843249627</id><published>2007-04-25T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T12:02:51.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VICTORY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/Ri-dzn_bRgI/AAAAAAAAAD4/hZfgzroRIrc/s1600-h/RosieODonnell2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057434416794256898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/Ri-dzn_bRgI/AAAAAAAAAD4/hZfgzroRIrc/s400/RosieODonnell2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about time! Rosie or "Ro" as she calls herself on her blog will finally be ousted from The View. Sure, they all say that the reason why she is leaving is because ABC, Rosie and her agent couldn't agree upon key contractual terms. The one main contract term they are floating around is that The View wanted Rosie to sign a three year contract and Rosie only wanted to sign a one year contract. Does anyone actually believe that? In the words of my wife Tatum, "If The View really wanted her back they would have agreed upon a one year contract." Either this is a cover up story to let Rosie save whatever face she can scrounge up or The View offered contractual terms that they knew she wasn't going to accept. If they really wanted Rosie, they could have signed a one year contract and received whatever benefits they hoped they would gain - for one year. By not signing a one year contract they now receive no benefits from Rosie and only have a month and a half to find a replacement that will need to benefit them at least as much or more than Rosie would have for the next year. My theory is that they have been looking for her replacement and had already found her before the contract negotiations with Rosie began.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-8580807807843249627?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/8580807807843249627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=8580807807843249627' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/8580807807843249627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/8580807807843249627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2007/04/victory.html' title='VICTORY!!!'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/Ri-dzn_bRgI/AAAAAAAAAD4/hZfgzroRIrc/s72-c/RosieODonnell2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-8405421893286048093</id><published>2007-04-07T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T00:21:35.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 22: My Encounter With a Midget</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="347" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="opaque"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://uncutvideo.aol.com/v0.744/en-US/uc_videoplayer.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="&amp;aID=1a9f0c62b5222fa8ec998657931ae57e8&amp;amp;site=http://uncutvideo.aol.com/"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://uncutvideo.aol.com/v0.744/en-US/uc_videoplayer.swf" wmode="opaque" flashvars="&amp;aID=1a9f0c62b5222fa8ec998657931ae57e8&amp;site=http://uncutvideo.aol.com/" width="415" height="347" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;I seriously don't know what to think. Throughout the video I was trying to decide whether or not there was some computer aided effects and if that was actually a little toddler or a magical little person. I came to the conclusion that I believe this to be a toddler -although a magical little person would have been just as amazing in my book. As far as the computer aided effects issue goes - There are definitely a few that hold his position still and possibly a few that speed up his moves, but when it comes to anything more than that - I'll let you decide 2005.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-8405421893286048093?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/8405421893286048093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=8405421893286048093' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/8405421893286048093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/8405421893286048093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2007/04/is-this-real.html' title='Chapter 22: My Encounter With a Midget'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-6619944676200004689</id><published>2007-04-02T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T09:24:17.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I look like a senior citizen?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RhEo2rprG5I/AAAAAAAAADw/mv42Ngvt9IQ/s1600-h/CVS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048861577154599826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RhEo2rprG5I/AAAAAAAAADw/mv42Ngvt9IQ/s320/CVS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I took a little jaunt to CVS pharmacy (which happens to be located on the fringe of Sun City) to buy some much needed supplies for my wife who is feeling under-the-weather. When I was ready to make the purchase I went up front and had the following conversation with the 68 1/2 year old cashier:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cashier: Hello&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hi&lt;br /&gt;Cashier: Do you have a CVS card?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, I don't.&lt;br /&gt;Cashier: Well, why not?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Cashier: Do you live around here? I mean...you're not a snowbird are you?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nope, I live around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A snowbird? Wait a second...I knew I had a few gray hairs but I didn't think they were noticeable to the naked eye. I might shop occasionally in a Sun City store or two but never once did I think I might be misstaken for one of them. I've always had a fear that one day as I shop in a Sun City store all the elderly would point at me while chanting over and over again, "You're not welcome here!" At least I know now that I will be able to shop in peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-6619944676200004689?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/6619944676200004689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=6619944676200004689' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/6619944676200004689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/6619944676200004689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2007/04/do-i-look-like-senior-citizen.html' title='Do I look like a senior citizen?'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RhEo2rprG5I/AAAAAAAAADw/mv42Ngvt9IQ/s72-c/CVS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-3753057976014242896</id><published>2007-03-18T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T22:56:44.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A thief in the night...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/Rf4i9eMWmfI/AAAAAAAAADk/8HfVn1W2-wQ/s1600-h/broken+window.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043507072173775346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/Rf4i9eMWmfI/AAAAAAAAADk/8HfVn1W2-wQ/s320/broken+window.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last Sunday evening my home teaching companion and I went to visit a feller that we haven't been able to get a hold of. The number we have on record is for a drug rehab facility - always a good sign. When we stopped by there were about 5 newspapers on the driveway and all the lights in the house were off. We picked up the newspapers and headed to the front door. That's when we noticed the screen for the window next to the door was on the ground and the window was smashed in. Yes, I admit it, I was a little excited to call the cops (I didn't think anything was actually wrong - just the ordinary burglary while someone was on vacation). One cop comes and as soon as he gets out of his car he grabs an AR-15 (at least that's what my companion said it was), loads it, and straps it across his chest. At that moment I was trying to figure out how to tell Tatum that I was joining the police force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/Rf4i4uMWmeI/AAAAAAAAADc/w7iiVrNPcj0/s1600-h/AR15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043506990569396706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/Rf4i4uMWmeI/AAAAAAAAADc/w7iiVrNPcj0/s320/AR15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He asked us a few questions and called for backup. When backup arrived they went inside to check the place out. I was waiting to hear gun shots but the burglar was long gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When they came back out they asked us about the guy we were trying to visit. They looked him up in their system and said that they didn't think he lived there anymore. They gave us another phone number for him since the one we had was bad. We called the number and to make a long story short, he is coming to church and is getting the priesthood in a couple of Sundays. Alright, Alright - that last part was a lie. The phone number they gave us was just another bad number. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next week my companion and I will be hitting the Hassell's house in hopes of scoring a new plasma TV. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-3753057976014242896?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/3753057976014242896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=3753057976014242896' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/3753057976014242896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/3753057976014242896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2007/03/thief-in-night.html' title='A thief in the night...'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/Rf4i9eMWmfI/AAAAAAAAADk/8HfVn1W2-wQ/s72-c/broken+window.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-9037052513212453306</id><published>2007-02-13T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T08:08:04.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's official.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RdHfOeXD1wI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ey_yg9oB8Jk/s1600-h/Romney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031047698510501634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RdHfOeXD1wI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ey_yg9oB8Jk/s320/Romney.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Mitt Romney officially announced he was running for president. In my opinion, he gave a &lt;a href="http://www.drudgereport.com/flash4.htm"&gt;great speech&lt;/a&gt;. I'd suggest reading the whole thing. It certainly got me pumped up. He described current politics and the political posturing of many politicians. He gave what I like to call, "Mitt Romney's 8 Articles of Faith" where he talks about what he believes in. I really enjoyed it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-9037052513212453306?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/9037052513212453306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=9037052513212453306' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/9037052513212453306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/9037052513212453306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s official.'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RdHfOeXD1wI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ey_yg9oB8Jk/s72-c/Romney.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-7988405617530280965</id><published>2007-02-08T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T09:48:15.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Deal!</title><content type='html'>Today I was on craigs list looking at cars for sale...and I found a 1967 Mustang Convertible for $1500. This is what the add looked like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1967 Mustang Convertible project car $1500.00&lt;br /&gt;Phone #&lt;br /&gt;Address&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029201597012629186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RctQNOXD1sI/AAAAAAAAACA/uRlpg_xOrY0/s320/67+mustang4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029201889070405330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RctQeOXD1tI/AAAAAAAAACI/nMXbSZT5Xo8/s320/67+mustang3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The shadow is my favorite.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029201957789882082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RctQiOXD1uI/AAAAAAAAACQ/_EQFouVQ_4E/s320/67+mustang2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029202060869097202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RctQoOXD1vI/AAAAAAAAACY/p90u2jBcmvw/s320/67+mustang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am pretty sure this is beyond the scope of "Project Car." Might as well just build a replica out of wood. What exactly is this person trying to sell? Does it even have salvageable parts? If he gets $1500 for this, I think I should be able to get at least $30,000 for my beat up truck. Maybe I misunderstood the ad - he might be offering $1500 for someone to take it off his hands. In that case, I'll take two.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-7988405617530280965?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/7988405617530280965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=7988405617530280965' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/7988405617530280965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/7988405617530280965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-couldnt-pay-me.html' title='What a Deal!'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RctQNOXD1sI/AAAAAAAAACA/uRlpg_xOrY0/s72-c/67+mustang4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-2309499670160163398</id><published>2007-01-16T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T10:30:16.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Separate but equal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/Ra0QQA4etxI/AAAAAAAAABs/GbW-8FyhGkg/s1600-h/asu+tennis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020687026888816402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/Ra0QQA4etxI/AAAAAAAAABs/GbW-8FyhGkg/s320/asu+tennis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is an outrage. I've been on the phone all weekend with the Rev. Al &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Sharpton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and he assures me that we can stop the Super Bowl from coming to Glendale next year because Arizona is a racist state that allows its' Arizona State University to name its' tennis facilities, a traditionally white sport, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;WHITEMAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Tennis Center." This is not only the most outrageous passive segregation technique in our day, but is also the sole cause for the relatively few number of African Americans in the sport of tennis. Arizona must be stopped in its' tracks before its' society reverts to even more extreme tactics of bigotry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Disclaimer: The events in this post are fictional, however the name of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ASU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tennis facility is not. I have never nor anticipate ever to contact the Rev. Al &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Sharpton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-2309499670160163398?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/2309499670160163398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=2309499670160163398' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/2309499670160163398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/2309499670160163398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2007/01/separate-but-equal.html' title='Separate but equal.'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/Ra0QQA4etxI/AAAAAAAAABs/GbW-8FyhGkg/s72-c/asu+tennis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-4371032921453011007</id><published>2007-01-12T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T23:25:45.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It started with one...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/Rah78g4etwI/AAAAAAAAABc/uWR0qVeMamM/s1600-h/1224061622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/Rah78g4etwI/AAAAAAAAABc/uWR0qVeMamM/s400/1224061622.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019398064253613826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Driver,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Please, please, please seek counseling.  It has gone on long enough.  I understand that it may have started with a support &lt;a href="http://lostthetouch.blogspot.com/search?q=+I+will+never+get+a+speeding+ticket+again."&gt; the local police bumper sticker&lt;/a&gt;, but you've lost control.  Bill Clinton can no longer run for president.  Jim Pederson lost the election.  Abortion has been legal for some time now.   Although you may really like to eat at Carl's Jr., do you really need to advertise for them without any chance for compensation?  Could you drive a little further away from the sidewalk... you're scaring me.  We get it, you think you are smarter than Bush.  20 bumper stickers tell me otherwise.   We are concerned and hope that you will receive the proper medications and mental adjustments that will help you to someday resolve the addiction you promote on the backside of your minivan.  You can do this.  It may take a new back door, but you can do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;A Concerned Friend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-4371032921453011007?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/4371032921453011007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=4371032921453011007' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/4371032921453011007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/4371032921453011007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2007/01/it-started-with-one.html' title='It started with one...'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/Rah78g4etwI/AAAAAAAAABc/uWR0qVeMamM/s72-c/1224061622.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-3419773753266277640</id><published>2007-01-05T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T22:28:07.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walmart... A special treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RZ88StMio_I/AAAAAAAAABE/DP1eyxJ0pdQ/s1600-h/1228061138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016794801981531122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RZ88StMio_I/AAAAAAAAABE/DP1eyxJ0pdQ/s320/1228061138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A trip to Wal*mart is always  an experience.  I guess you could say that about everything.  I decided to take advantage of their well priced 15 point lube express even though I should have figured it out by now that they don't check all the fluids they say.  I went in with below minimum power steering fluid and left with below minimum power steering fluid.  Somehow the receipt says they checked the power steering fluid and that it was good.  That is the second time that same situation (different fluids) happened.  One time Walmart even lost my truck key.  I made them copy my spare.  All three incidents happened at different Walmarts.  Needless to say,  I won't be going back to their cheap horrible service that come with long waits. However it was during this long wait that I met the man in the above picture.  He comes in, sits down next to  me and asks me if my hands hurt.  I said, "no."  He then said, "Well they should. They have nails in them."  Of course I laughed...it was pretty funny.  Once I gave him one laugh he had to try for the second.  He said he did a great impression of a duck and wanted to know if I wanted him to do it.  I confirmed that I did and then he stood up and put his hand close to his nose and ducked his head below it.  He then sat down and said, "You expected me to go quack quack."  It's true I did expect that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RZ88LdMio-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/eOkxUjvGgWc/s1600-h/1229062232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016794677427479522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RZ88LdMio-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/eOkxUjvGgWc/s320/1229062232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Display #2:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did she die strands of her hair blue or are those blue weaves?  Does anyone under the age of 70 actually think blue hair is attractive?  Frankly, this mystifies me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-3419773753266277640?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/3419773753266277640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=3419773753266277640' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/3419773753266277640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/3419773753266277640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2007/01/walmart-special-treat.html' title='Walmart... A special treat'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RZ88StMio_I/AAAAAAAAABE/DP1eyxJ0pdQ/s72-c/1228061138.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-1779212042732184495</id><published>2006-12-21T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T22:58:25.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quite the lucky shot...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RYuABpG1z_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/BWabr-WcwZI/s1600-h/1221061335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011239776082579442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RYuABpG1z_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/BWabr-WcwZI/s320/1221061335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had the rare opportunity to go golfing.  I went a week or two ago but before that it had been years.  One of my friends in the ward had 2 free rounds of golf in one of Sun City Wests' finest golf establishments (well, maybe not "finest").  I was a little worried because the last game of golf I played horribly.  Luckily this time I played alright.  I had one lucky shot that from about a hundred or more yards out it landed and rolled to about 6 inches away from the hole.  It just so happened to be the last hole - so naturally I had to take a picture since I haven't updated this blog for a while.  Life just isn't as exciting when I am not in school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-1779212042732184495?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/1779212042732184495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=1779212042732184495' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/1779212042732184495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/1779212042732184495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2006/12/quite-lucky-shot.html' title='Quite the lucky shot...'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RYuABpG1z_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/BWabr-WcwZI/s72-c/1221061335.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-664685001957373142</id><published>2006-12-12T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T20:21:43.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Perfect End To Finals...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RX9xTUJcRXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/EdQWKXkD3nQ/s1600-h/1212061219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007845887299044722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RX9xTUJcRXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/EdQWKXkD3nQ/s320/1212061219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RX9xOUJcRWI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-aj8UXljgXM/s1600-h/1212061219a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007845801399698786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RX9xOUJcRWI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-aj8UXljgXM/s320/1212061219a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I would first like to apologize for neglecting my duties on this blog as well as not commenting on any other blog. As you all may be aware - this last week or so was filled with final assessments at ASU and many other universities, high schools, elementary schools, and kindergartens across the nation. It is because of my focus on finals that I have slacked on these other very important duties. I know that you have all lost faith in me. I know this because I recently received a report from site meter that says I am averaging "-" hits a day. I don't know for sure, but I'm going to go out on a limb and say that "-" probably doesn't stand for "So high that we can't fit all the numbers in this small space." Let's be honest with each other, it stands for 0. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Speaking of finals...today was my last final for the semester. Once again, my hard work and dedication paid off in the form of the pictures that you see above this message. If you are wondering, "Is that an elderly man in his late 60's or possibly early 70's riding a razor scooter?" - your assumptions would be correct. As I walked to class I heard the ever so familiar sound of a razor scooter riding over the cracks of the sidewalk coming up from behind me. I looked to my left and to my delight and astonishment this man whizzed right by. For a brief moment I stood awe struck and then panic set in... I realized I had to act quick if I wanted to capture this moment. Luckily, the cross walk was red and after I had stepped up the pace a little I was able to catch up to the fellow. Unfortunately, there wasn't enough time to get better pictures. Amazingly enough they came out pretty clear even though I was walking as I took both of them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-664685001957373142?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/664685001957373142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=664685001957373142' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/664685001957373142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/664685001957373142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2006/12/perfect-end-to-finals.html' title='A Perfect End To Finals...'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RX9xTUJcRXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/EdQWKXkD3nQ/s72-c/1212061219.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-8606527279599318669</id><published>2006-12-01T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T21:44:59.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Christmas Miracle...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RXERj8G5lyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Fo1bYh8pWtg/s1600-h/1123061536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5003799970113492770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RXERj8G5lyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Fo1bYh8pWtg/s400/1123061536.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look closely.  The package on the left has 2 of those delicious candies and the package on the right has one.  Question: which one is correct?  Answer:  The one on the right is the way they are packaged (if that is your what you are asking).  That is why my friends this is a Christmas miracle.  I just happened to pick the package on the left and to my delightful surprise there were two Sweet Stripes inside.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-8606527279599318669?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/8606527279599318669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=8606527279599318669' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/8606527279599318669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/8606527279599318669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-miracle.html' title='A Christmas Miracle...'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hEbCqsoLKI/RXERj8G5lyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Fo1bYh8pWtg/s72-c/1123061536.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-6224124354059792871</id><published>2006-11-28T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T21:29:00.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Kris.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2496/4161/1600/986302/1128061430a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2496/4161/400/191220/1128061430a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2:15 p.m. Tuesday, Nov. 28th.  I sit next to this young man named Kris in my CIS class.  Yes, he is asleep.  Yes, he did snore.  Yes, we were sitting in the front row. Yes, it lasted for 3-5 minutes.  No, I was not able to get video.  No, I did not wake him up.  No, I am not ashamed.  Yes, I did show Kris the picture. Yes, he did laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-6224124354059792871?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/6224124354059792871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=6224124354059792871' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/6224124354059792871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/6224124354059792871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2006/11/meet-kris.html' title='Meet Kris.'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-2657398782626573633</id><published>2006-11-27T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T17:46:05.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is where they cook the turkeys.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2496/4161/1600/1122061927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2496/4161/320/1122061927.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, you are looking at a 4ft x 8ft x 5ft pit of fire.  This is where my father in law takes his turkey every year to get cooked along with many other turkeys in his ward.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-2657398782626573633?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/2657398782626573633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=2657398782626573633' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/2657398782626573633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/2657398782626573633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-is-where-they-cook-turkeys.html' title='This is where they cook the turkeys.'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-116413562147613173</id><published>2006-11-21T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T11:03:01.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is wrong with this picture?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2678/3016/1600/325098/ATT00124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2678/3016/320/387096/ATT00124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was looking through some of my cell phone pictures and found an oldy(a few months old) but interesting picture. What is wrong with this situation? If your answer is that I am taking out my phone in a bathroom at ASU and taking a picture of a toilet, you would only get partial credit. Look not at the toilet pur se, but rather the position of it and it's surroundings. You want it, well here it is... That there door practically opens up into the toilet - it just barely fits by. You open the door and bam, you are basically attacked by the toilet itself. That's not all folks - while you are sitting there you have two gigantic cracks that are in the direct line of sight of anyone that enters the bathroom. You're practically on display. There might as well not be any doors - then if you choose to use that toilet you would at least understand before hand what you are getting yourself into. I have to mention that the tiled wall adjacent to this toilet is slanted due south. The wall the toilet is on is about the size you see in the picture. Not the best area for a toilet in the first place. Trust me, I could rant on and on about this, but I believe I have long overstayed my welcome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-116413562147613173?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/116413562147613173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=116413562147613173' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/116413562147613173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/116413562147613173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-is-wrong-with-this-picture.html' title='What is wrong with this picture?'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-116313557177293982</id><published>2006-11-09T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T21:12:51.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's still a chance for Prop 107.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/1600/380316378_ORIG.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/400/380316378_ORIG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-116313557177293982?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/116313557177293982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=116313557177293982' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/116313557177293982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/116313557177293982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2006/11/theres-still-chance-for-prop-107.html' title='There&apos;s still a chance for Prop 107.'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-116291595260595982</id><published>2006-11-07T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T08:13:38.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Didn't I See This On Zoolander?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kyZRiEJnIag"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kyZRiEJnIag" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-116291595260595982?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/116291595260595982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=116291595260595982' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/116291595260595982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/116291595260595982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2006/11/didnt-i-see-this-on-zoolander.html' title='Didn&apos;t I See This On Zoolander?'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-116285040663837143</id><published>2006-11-06T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:23:16.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What were they thinking?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/1600/Daniel%20Ortega%20-%20Red.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/320/Daniel%20Ortega%20-%20Red.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daniel Ortega&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/1600/Castro%20and%20Ortega.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/320/Castro%20and%20Ortega.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fidel Castro and Daniel Ortega&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/1600/Daniel%20and%20Hugo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/320/Daniel%20and%20Hugo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hugo Chavez and Daniel Ortega &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It is quite apparant that the former communist leader of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nicaragua"&gt;Nicaragua&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daniel_ortega"&gt;Daniel Ortega&lt;/a&gt;, was elected to be president. What were they thinking? He has been running for president since 1990, when he was ousted, and somehow he is now going to be back in power. He apparantly ran as a moderate leftist this time-why anybody believes that is a mystery to me. I highly doubt he will be able to turn Nicaragua into a total communist lead country like his buddy Fidel has, however it looks like we have another Hugo Chavez on our hands (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Democratic_socialism"&gt;A Democratic Socialist&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They probably voted him in because every president they have had since him has also been corrupt. They weren't nearly as bad, but they did steal a lot of money from the people which has contributed to their continued rank of being the second poorest country in the western hemisphere. They have had some real &lt;a href="http://www.physics.montana.edu/demonstrations/video/2_fluidmechanics/demos/slimeball.html"&gt;slime balls&lt;/a&gt; ruining their country. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-116285040663837143?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/116285040663837143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=116285040663837143' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/116285040663837143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/116285040663837143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-were-they-thinking.html' title='What were they thinking?'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-116283048269221678</id><published>2006-11-06T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T08:28:02.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grand Opening of a new Village Inn?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/1600/1106060753.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/400/1106060753.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/1600/1106060753.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. This is the line at the Surprise MVD. I was one of 3 people under the age of 70 today. Today I found out first hand how the elderly keep getting drivers licenses. This story is about a lady that represents many in the elderly community. Let's call her Bernice. Bernice was there to renew her drivers license. It so happens that as I was sitting across from Bernice when her number N002 was called. Her number was called and there she was searching for window number 5. So far so good, right? Wrong. She can't find window 5. She's looking and looking, counting the windows (although she doesn't know which side to start the counting from). That's when I fealt bad and pointed her to window # 5. Then she said to me jokingly, "Maybe I shouldn't be driving if I can't see." She then walked over to where I pointed and stood directly in front of the window staring at the big sign with the number 5 on it. That's when I hear, "Where is window #5?" (repeated multiple times). The employee then helped her. The amazing part is that just before this she had passed the eye exam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-116283048269221678?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/116283048269221678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=116283048269221678' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/116283048269221678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/116283048269221678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2006/11/grand-opening-of-new-village-inn.html' title='Grand Opening of a new Village Inn?'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-116259492556820310</id><published>2006-11-03T14:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T20:36:10.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Present To You...The Pride And Joy Of Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/1600/1028062308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/400/1028062308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This my friends is the trophy for the winner(s) of the costume contest at the Carter Halloween Parté. This trophy will be passed on year after year to the new winner of the costume contest. It is a great honor to possess such a fine piece of workmanship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-116259492556820310?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/116259492556820310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=116259492556820310' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/116259492556820310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/116259492556820310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-present-to-youthe-pride-and-joy-of.html' title='I Present To You...The Pride And Joy Of Halloween'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-116259374990599051</id><published>2006-11-03T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T14:51:29.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little late...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/1600/100_2622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/320/100_2622.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend we had the extreme pleasure of attending a costume party hosted by the Carters. It was seriously the best costume party that I have ever gone to. It was so fun. Tatum and I dressed up as Pam and Dwight from "The Office." Believe it or not, we earned first place for our costumes. .. but check these &lt;a href="http://lostthetouch.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-all-downhill-from-here.html"&gt;freaks&lt;/a&gt; out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-116259374990599051?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/116259374990599051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=116259374990599051' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/116259374990599051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/116259374990599051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2006/11/little-late.html' title='A little late...'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-116199385974860055</id><published>2006-10-27T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T17:04:19.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what I want to be when I grow up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/1600/ATT00076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/400/ATT00076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I saw this at the ASU campus I immediately decided my life was headed nowhere and that I needed a change.  I've decided to follow my dreams and spin my own independent hip hop music.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-116199385974860055?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/116199385974860055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=116199385974860055' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/116199385974860055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/116199385974860055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-is-what-i-want-to-be-when-i-grow.html' title='This is what I want to be when I grow up...'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-116175396573029943</id><published>2006-10-24T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T22:27:45.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/1600/pelican_468x326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/320/pelican_468x326.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/news/news.html?in_article_id=412374&amp;in_page_id=1770&amp;amp;ico=Homepage&amp;icl=TabModule&amp;amp;icc=picbox&amp;amp;ct=5"&gt;Explanation&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/34089408-116175396573029943?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/116175396573029943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=116175396573029943' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/116175396573029943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/116175396573029943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2006/10/lunch.html' title='Lunch'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-116162658068320469</id><published>2006-10-23T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T11:03:00.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am no fashion guru, but...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/1600/ATT00052.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/ATT00052.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Over the weekend Tatum and I worked at the Peoria Sports Complex helping out at a baseball tournament.  For some reason lately I have had the urge to take more and more pictures of unique people... one of these days it may get me into trouble.  When I saw this gentleman strutting his stuff sporting pink shorts and &lt;a href="http://comfortableshoes.com/manufacturer-view.cfm?Manufacturer=80"&gt;pink crocs&lt;/a&gt; I was sure he was not straight. Apparantly he is. I came to that conclusion after noticing that he was holding his girlfriends hand (not in the picture).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want people to question you, don't give them a reason to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I am in no way saying that the color pink automatically makes you look gay, I am only saying that in certain circumstances and dress attire it does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-116162658068320469?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/116162658068320469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=116162658068320469' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/116162658068320469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/116162658068320469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-am-no-fashion-guru-but.html' title='I am no fashion guru, but...'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-116110933187585791</id><published>2006-10-17T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T11:23:20.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Response to Colman's Comment...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/1600/ATT00055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/400/ATT00055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is for the sole purpose of bringing to light the lies that Colman tried promulgating in the comment section of my previous post. I indeed am in the caged study area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not comment on the mafia allegation at this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-116110933187585791?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/116110933187585791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=116110933187585791' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/116110933187585791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/116110933187585791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2006/10/in-response-to-colmans-comment.html' title='In Response to Colman&apos;s Comment...'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-116079892355484554</id><published>2006-10-13T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T21:49:56.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the never ending study pursuit...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/1600/ATT00178.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/320/ATT00178.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HE'S IN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/1600/ATT00241.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/320/ATT00241.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'M IN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Once again I was in the library searching for some remote area when I heard something... something like a cage shutting slowly and quietly. I followed the sound and when I finally reached my destination I was mystified and stupified at the sight of somebody actually being able to breach the security of these study cells. So naturally I took a picture and then searched for a study cell that I could claim as my own. It must have been fate, because just one or two cells down I found an unlocked cell. I don't know who's error this was, but you can bet I certainly studied in there that afternoon. What is that you ask? Do I feel bad that I probably got somebody fired by posting this on the "net" for everyone to see? No. If you make mistakes you're bound to get caught... and I am going to be the one to catch you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-116079892355484554?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/116079892355484554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=116079892355484554' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/116079892355484554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/116079892355484554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2006/10/never-ending-study-pursuit.html' title='the never ending study pursuit...'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-116079738488946608</id><published>2006-10-13T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:47:17.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT'S THE DEAL WITH...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/1600/ATT00238.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/320/ATT00238.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the other weekend the Carters and us went to My Big Fat Greek Restaurant. Upon arrival Colman went to the restroom and when he returned he said to me, "Go into the bathroom and tell me what's missing." Like any good soldier would, I went. I opened the door and immediately I was struck with the view you see on this picture. What is the point to having the door still on the stall when the wall is completely off? I wonder if anyone ever forgets that there is no wall and uses the door. These are questions that have been plaguing my heart for many days. I need some answers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-116079738488946608?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/116079738488946608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=116079738488946608' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/116079738488946608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/116079738488946608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2006/10/whats-deal-with.html' title='WHAT&apos;S THE DEAL WITH...'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-115976047226662405</id><published>2006-10-01T16:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T20:41:12.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lone Ranger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/1600/ATT00064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/320/ATT00064.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tatum and I were on our way to her parents' house and decided to take a shortcut and to our surprise and wonderment we saw this man standing on the side of the parking lot singing and playing his heart out.  On our way back we decided to see if he was still there... and that is when we took this picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-115976047226662405?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/115976047226662405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=115976047226662405' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/115976047226662405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/115976047226662405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2006/10/lone-ranger.html' title='The Lone Ranger'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-115974411042925710</id><published>2006-10-01T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T16:08:30.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/1600/ATT00061.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/320/ATT00061.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You might be looking at this picture and saying to yourself, "What is wrong with this picture?"  The answer is...nothing.  When I saw this I thought it said Prosthetics and Orthodontics.  I thought it was so funny that I took a picture.  I was going to write this big thing on here about how funny it is and give different scenarios for why they would put those two businesses together.  Today, I was getting ready to put it up and noticed that it says, "Orthotics."  That combination isn't funny at all - it makes pretty good sense to me. Meanwhile I am stuck with a poor to mediocre post when I almost had an outstanding one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-115974411042925710?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/115974411042925710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=115974411042925710' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/115974411042925710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/115974411042925710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2006/10/you-might-be-looking-at-this-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-115904678384914035</id><published>2006-09-23T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T19:38:10.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They must be reading this blog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/1600/ATT00088.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/ATT00088.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/1600/ATT00091.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/ATT00091.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that perfect study area I found the other day? Well, apparently other people know of this secluded study area and I am not so thrilled about it. I thought I had struck gold, but it ended up being silver. Although some people know about this spot, it is still way better than any other part of the library that I have found.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-115904678384914035?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/115904678384914035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=115904678384914035' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/115904678384914035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/115904678384914035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2006/09/they-must-be-reading-this-blog.html' title='They must be reading this blog...'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-115871353815123833</id><published>2006-09-19T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T10:23:46.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you recognize this voice... Yep Josh T.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tbeWY_mREjs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tbeWY_mREjs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;He was taking a western literature class and thought it was going to be about cowboys. It was a three hour class and to his dissappointment, it wasn't about cowboys. This is how he left the class before he dropped it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-115871353815123833?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/115871353815123833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=115871353815123833' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/115871353815123833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/115871353815123833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2006/09/do-you-recognize-this-voice-yep-josh-t.html' title='Do you recognize this voice... Yep Josh T.'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-115836564531087243</id><published>2006-09-15T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T17:14:05.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming in Slime...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/1600/Pool%20Slime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/Pool%20Slime.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens when you live in a condo community that has had many HOA and money problems. The pump went out and the storms came. As you can probably imagine, the city closed the pool down. Thankfully everything is fixed now and the pool is cleaner (looking) than ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-115836564531087243?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/115836564531087243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=115836564531087243' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/115836564531087243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/115836564531087243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2006/09/swimming-in-slime.html' title='Swimming in Slime...'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-115830572055062223</id><published>2006-09-15T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T00:35:23.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Could you please explain this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/1600/Prison%20Desk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/320/Prison%20Desk.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I decided to search out a quiet, vacant place to study.  It seems like anywhere on campus that I go there are a ton of people.  So I decided to go up to a random floor of the Towers portion of the library.  Apparantly there were a few others that had the same idea as me, but it was still pretty quiet.  That wasn't enough - I didn't want to see a soul.  I searched and searched, along the walls, around corners, and then I found it...death row.  Look at this picture. There are two rows of probably 10 of these each.  All of those little cubicles are locked up so you couldn't get inside even if you wanted to. I think this is where they lock up the students that roll luggage around campus  Luckily right across from them were some normal desks where I peacefully studied...alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-115830572055062223?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/115830572055062223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=115830572055062223' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/115830572055062223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/115830572055062223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2006/09/could-you-please-explain-this.html' title='Could you please explain this?'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-115826048280382493</id><published>2006-09-14T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T12:03:55.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mental Illness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/1600/Van%20with%20dolls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/320/Van%20with%20dolls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I am driving along on the 202 and to my amazement I was blessed to see this beautiful sight. For those of you that can't see cell phone pictures taken by the driver while he is driving at a relatively high speed - that is a doll at the bottom of that ladder. Right above it is a fake rose. The question I place before you today ladies and gentlemen is... What possesses a person to do this? Are they mentally ill? If so, somebody get them off of the road! Are they doing it because they think it is funny - well, mission accomplished. Call it a hunch, but I think they're serious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-115826048280382493?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/115826048280382493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=115826048280382493' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/115826048280382493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/115826048280382493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2006/09/mental-illness.html' title='Mental Illness'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-115812386381185350</id><published>2006-09-12T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T22:31:43.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Rude Awakening</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/1600/crossed%20legs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/320/crossed%20legs.jpg" width="297" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized today that next Tuesday I have 3 tests and on Thursday I have another test... the rude awakening comes because I was thinking the material was pretty cut and dry as of last week. Then I started reading the books and doing the homework... it seems it is not so cut and dry after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am mainly posting all of this because someone who shall remain nameless (aka that girl that has Lost The Touch), keeps pestering all of us in our household to update our blogs. What if I don't have much to say Missy. I lead a relatively boring life. I go to school and I study. When I worked I had stories... great stories. The best I have now is that in two of my classes I sit next to an Italian guy who sits with his legs completely crossed... which is probably the norm in Europe. However, this is America - that sort of thing has been made fun of repeatedly. * Like I said earlier, I lead a relatively boring life - this is all I can come up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK! I didn't vote. I admit it. I am ashamed. I have some excuses though... I had to leave to go to school at 6am and I didn't get home until 8pm. I also don't really know where my local polling center is. I am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Disclaimer: Capt. Monterey Jack is in now way trying to demean the act of sitting cross-legged. It was merely a story because that is the only thing that could come to my mind. I have to admit that at times I have been known to sit with my legs completely crossed - sometimes the occasion permits it. However, for some odd reason I still think it's a little funny watching other people do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-115812386381185350?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/115812386381185350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=115812386381185350' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/115812386381185350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/115812386381185350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2006/09/rude-awakening.html' title='A Rude Awakening'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-115776364936108114</id><published>2006-09-08T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T18:00:49.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is "The State"</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KKYzU8evn2U"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KKYzU8evn2U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-115776364936108114?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/115776364936108114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=115776364936108114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/115776364936108114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/115776364936108114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-is-state.html' title='This is &quot;The State&quot;'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34089408.post-115775309283941856</id><published>2006-09-08T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T09:45:22.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WE'RE OFF TO A START</title><content type='html'>Here it is folks... my first blog.  I have to say I am pretty excited.  Some of you may or may not get the title - I'll let you tough it out for a bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34089408-115775309283941856?l=howtostorecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/115775309283941856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34089408&amp;postID=115775309283941856' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/115775309283941856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34089408/posts/default/115775309283941856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howtostorecheese.blogspot.com/2006/09/were-off-to-start.html' title='WE&apos;RE OFF TO A START'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06002354122908010976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/3016/200/D2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
