<?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-20301504</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:29:53.679-05:00</updated><category term='So wrong'/><category term='-'/><category term='puzzle pirates'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='self analysis'/><category term='rant'/><category term='I love my job'/><title type='text'>Dr. The Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>The Life and Times of Dr. The BoB</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>907</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-7394975061923230132</id><published>2010-08-16T06:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T07:09:13.569-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dr.'s new gig.</title><summary type='text'>About a month ago (after too much talking about it, and not enough acting on it) I finally went to the local Roller Derby with my brother. We used his bday as an excuse to go, because up and until that point we'd been unable to actually cement a date to go, and if we didn't go with a reason... well, we prolly wouldn't have ended up going.I'm so glad we went! We had a total blast. But what I've </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7394975061923230132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=7394975061923230132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/7394975061923230132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/7394975061923230132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/drs-new-gig.html' title='The Dr.&apos;s new gig.'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-4465468830539219527</id><published>2010-08-13T07:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T07:04:07.719-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't want to go to waork today (part 2)</title><summary type='text'>Something kinda amusing just happened.I just had a return visit from last night's Baba Ganouj... it's almost like my body is not telling me that I shouldn't go to work today...I'm disobeying my bday and going in... No good can come of this...Oh, and nut-itch sucks.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4465468830539219527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=4465468830539219527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4465468830539219527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4465468830539219527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-dont-want-to-go-to-waork-today-part-2.html' title='I don&apos;t want to go to waork today (part 2)'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-4314340388524974803</id><published>2010-08-13T06:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T06:39:54.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't want to go to work today...</title><summary type='text'>And not for the typical reasons... I'm not over-tired, sick of my co-workers' stupidity, or bored of having nothing to do. No, today I'm getting some computer upgrades delivered (4 more gig RAM and a 5.1 surround sound card for my back-up rig... soon to be sound system in the den.)It was probabl;y stupid for me to have ordered that new kit, considering that I still haven't finished paying my good</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4314340388524974803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=4314340388524974803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4314340388524974803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4314340388524974803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-dont-want-to-go-to-work-today.html' title='I don&apos;t want to go to work today...'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-44776295753411464</id><published>2010-08-05T09:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T06:39:01.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Tired to work?</title><summary type='text'>My printer here is telling me "Toner Exhausted" and is refusing to print...  I hope this doesn't mean that it's going to be one of "those days"...  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/44776295753411464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=44776295753411464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/44776295753411464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/44776295753411464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/too-tired-to-work.html' title='Too Tired to work?'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-1614335493501144675</id><published>2010-07-26T06:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T06:29:08.631-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The danger of smoking pot when you're bored.</title><summary type='text'>This past weekend after smoking a little reefer I got a little bored... instead of doing what I usually do (crank some tunes and play some video games) I thought it would be a good idea to shave my nuts... actually, to be honest I shaved my whole "junk" area, not just me nuts... I still haven't figured out exactly why I did it or where the idea came from... I'm thinking it's because I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1614335493501144675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=1614335493501144675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/1614335493501144675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/1614335493501144675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/danger-of-smoking-pot-when-youre-bored.html' title='The danger of smoking pot when you&apos;re bored.'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-7863331269886307566</id><published>2010-07-15T10:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T06:32:40.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever wake up good at something?</title><summary type='text'>There is a game called Beat Hazard that I picked up off Steam a whileago.It's one of those games that react to the music you're listening towhile playing it, and tweaks your opposition according to what the songis doing. I've played it a few times, but if I played it on anydifficulty above "easy" it tended to lay the smack down all over me.Anyway, while I was off yesterday, I decided to clean up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7863331269886307566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=7863331269886307566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/7863331269886307566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/7863331269886307566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/ever-wake-up-good-at-something.html' title='Ever wake up good at something?'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-8857661374798111305</id><published>2010-06-03T14:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T05:48:46.349-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An interesting morning...</title><summary type='text'>This has (thus far) shaped up to be an interesting morning…Some dude in the elevator not only gave me a double take… but went for the triple take, as if he was trying to figure me out. I was amused… I almost called him on it, but he was MUCH bigger than me and I had no idea on how he would receive the question. ;)Then on the first bus of my commute the dude who grabbed the seat next to me was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8857661374798111305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=8857661374798111305' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/8857661374798111305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/8857661374798111305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/interesting-morning.html' title='An interesting morning...'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-1225536837055354657</id><published>2010-06-03T06:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T06:53:12.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'>3days, 12 minutes</title><summary type='text'>If all goes according to plan, in 72 hours, 12 minutes I'm going to be taxiing for take-off, and heading for the closest bastion of Communism... Cuba! About bloody time!Ya see, for the past 13 years or so (from way back when we first started hanging out) John and I have talked about going to Cuba... and how awesome it would be for the 2 of us to go there, smoke stogies, get our drink on and just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1225536837055354657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=1225536837055354657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/1225536837055354657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/1225536837055354657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/3days-12-minutes.html' title='3days, 12 minutes'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-3805699211223846371</id><published>2010-06-02T05:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T06:08:52.635-04:00</updated><title type='text'>... and when am I supposed to do that...</title><summary type='text'>Gawd, I'm liking weddings less and less with each passing day.Last night I was supposed to spend the evening gathering and packing for Sunday morning's flight to Cuba (I'll try to give the details on that drama later). Yeah, I'm sure you can guess by the tone of this email that isn't how my night was spent..After work last night I needed to detour through Canadian Tire to grab up a "Bubba Mug" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3805699211223846371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=3805699211223846371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/3805699211223846371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/3805699211223846371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-when-am-i-supposed-to-do-that.html' title='... and when am I supposed to do that...'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-5959481949126368614</id><published>2010-05-19T06:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T06:49:54.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you do me a fave and just F.O. for a couple of days? I need some time to myself.</title><summary type='text'>I am sick of having no time for myself.I have a standing list of shit I want/need to do on my computer that has been active for over 2 weeks now. I've got things I need to do for my reenactment group, John's wedding, John's Jack n Jill, Gen's wedding (which is thankfully over... I'll get to that later... was originally going to be this morning, but there's no time for that), a friend @ work and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5959481949126368614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=5959481949126368614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/5959481949126368614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/5959481949126368614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/would-you-do-me-fave-and-just-fo-for.html' title='Would you do me a fave and just F.O. for a couple of days? I need some time to myself.'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-2733770394158848763</id><published>2010-05-18T06:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T07:19:53.564-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The ultimate Icebreaker</title><summary type='text'>Last Friday I went out to dinner with Gen and No-Stomp, and what essentially was their wedding party. Funny enough I didn't feel out of place. In fact I felt downright comfortable with the crew... maybe that's cuz I knew 3 of the other 5 at the table... and the 2 I didn't knew just left me with the impression of "these guys are cool". Shortly after meeting, and getting our seat at the restaurant </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2733770394158848763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=2733770394158848763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/2733770394158848763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/2733770394158848763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/ultimate-icebreaker.html' title='The ultimate Icebreaker'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-5672006174355912798</id><published>2010-05-05T06:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T06:58:39.175-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't be alarmed</title><summary type='text'>Words of advice: If you don't with to be alarmed, don't turn on your clock radio when you go to bed.Or be like me, and forget to set it...Damn I hate it when that happens.At least I've managed to pull my socks up, bring my A game, and get myself ready to go in a measly 30 minutes.I really hope that I didn't just start a new trend here...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5672006174355912798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=5672006174355912798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/5672006174355912798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/5672006174355912798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/dont-be-alarmed.html' title='Don&apos;t be alarmed'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-694708824998721757</id><published>2010-04-30T16:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T18:38:01.739-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One year tomorrow...</title><summary type='text'>Tomorrow marks the one year anniversary of when we started this silly movie tournament of ours.How sad is it that we have yet to start the second bracket? That's right after all this time we've only completely the first round… Seriously, it's taken 52 weeks to watch 16 movies. OK, technically it was less than 52 weeks, however as no one had filled in any score cards the first round is considered </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/694708824998721757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=694708824998721757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/694708824998721757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/694708824998721757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/one-year-tomorrow.html' title='One year tomorrow...'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-5402565774347360682</id><published>2010-04-21T06:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T07:09:23.677-04:00</updated><title type='text'>4:21</title><summary type='text'>Today being 4:21 means only one (important) thing... yesterday way 4:20.Happy belated 4:20!This year I did it right... I took yesterday off and got baked. Like real baked... AND I ENJOYED IT!I did absolutely nothing productive, or of merit... I just smoked, listened to some tunes and played Dragon Age. When I needed a break from that, I made some fries with popcorn chicken, salsa and cheese, hada</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5402565774347360682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=5402565774347360682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/5402565774347360682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/5402565774347360682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/421.html' title='4:21'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-3648614908264547667</id><published>2010-04-08T05:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T06:05:50.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I made it...</title><summary type='text'>So, I managed to get through the night w/o smoking... lucky me. :PI can't help but wonder though if sleeping qualifies as getting through it... and really doesn't seem like a better option. In both cases life is ignored for a few hours, but at least when smoking there is a chance that something productive might happen... when's the last time you washed dishes, did laundry or pushed the vacuum </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3648614908264547667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=3648614908264547667' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/3648614908264547667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/3648614908264547667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/cheating.html' title='I made it...'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-2812715088748738484</id><published>2010-04-07T18:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T19:07:04.061-04:00</updated><title type='text'>3 days dry</title><summary type='text'>I've noticed a trend over the past couple of weeks, not that I've allowed myself some indulgences on the weekends. It is a little something I call 3 days dry. What I mean by that is that on my 3rd day of not smoking  I get miserable. For example, right now I feel like I'm going to go ape shit... My last toke was Sunday, and here I sit trying to justify allowing myself one bowl. As much as I want </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2812715088748738484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=2812715088748738484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/2812715088748738484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/2812715088748738484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/3-days-dry.html' title='3 days dry'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-2708667606063114367</id><published>2010-04-07T06:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T06:40:09.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The shower</title><summary type='text'>Well, I think its safe to say that this shower is quickly becoming a thorn in my side... though I'm debating on whether it should be escalated to being a pain in my ass. Over the past week it has worked with varying degrees of efficiency, however last night when my brother stopped by after work to give it a look it was totally, completely, 100% FINE!DAMN IT!This morning it was also working fine. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2708667606063114367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=2708667606063114367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/2708667606063114367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/2708667606063114367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/shower.html' title='The shower'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-3523718649935934352</id><published>2010-04-05T07:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T06:57:09.192-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who planked my Monkey??</title><summary type='text'>You can just imagine how impressed and amused I was to find this little display on my desk last week for April Fools Day. I didn't say anything about it sooner because I wanted to have the pics ready, as they do a MUCH better job of explaining things than I could with words. The catch though was that I needed to do a little photo editing before I was able to post it up... the "mystery prankster" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3523718649935934352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=3523718649935934352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/3523718649935934352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/3523718649935934352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/who-planked-my-monkey.html' title='Who planked my Monkey??'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8vaUZRl0dm4/S7sR7IikPiI/AAAAAAAAAcY/uXiQcdGuDnc/s72-c/plank+my+monkey+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-7151348500434088500</id><published>2010-04-05T06:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T06:46:14.485-04:00</updated><title type='text'>4 hours in the Sun</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I managed to get out and soak in a little sunshine and breathe some fresh air... which was nice given that 1) I had to work on Friday 2) I had to go straight from work on Friday to my mom's place for Easter dinner 3) I didn't get out of there until like 8:00ish and my brother came back with me (under the guise of helping with the shower... which was left undone) 4) Saturday I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7151348500434088500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=7151348500434088500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/7151348500434088500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/7151348500434088500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/4-hours-in-sun.html' title='4 hours in the Sun'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-4169141575405370885</id><published>2010-04-01T06:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T06:58:30.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OK, someone is fuckin' with me.</title><summary type='text'>So this morning I woke up early to make sure I had enough time to give myself a proper bucket bath. Good Times! I actually woke up an hour early (5:00AM) than I have been just to make sure I had time for that as well as getting the meat prepped for dinner tonight (I'm attempting a chicken cordon blue lasagna). Well after doing my usual wake up basics (grabbing a coffee, taking a leak, etc) I made</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4169141575405370885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=4169141575405370885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4169141575405370885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4169141575405370885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/ok-someone-is-fuckin-with-me.html' title='OK, someone is fuckin&apos; with me.'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-480719853600412822</id><published>2010-03-31T21:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T21:25:35.982-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Archive Fail</title><summary type='text'>Lately I've heard some good things about a program called 7zip which is apparently supposed to be the next big thing in file archiving. I have one question about it... if it is SO UNBELIEVABLY GOOD why is it that when I tried to archive one of my ISOs (in hopes that I'd be able to crowbar it just enough to get it to fit on a DVD as the disc image is somehow too big to fit on a dual layer disc) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/480719853600412822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=480719853600412822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/480719853600412822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/480719853600412822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/archive-fail.html' title='Archive Fail'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8vaUZRl0dm4/S7PzOrlfacI/AAAAAAAAAcA/bKoiZs3tUF0/s72-c/Archive+Fail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-5539164420332839815</id><published>2010-03-31T18:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T19:25:28.881-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Miserable Day... I'm glad I have a bucket</title><summary type='text'>... or maybe I should call this post "Any day that starts with a broken shower is a day where you shouldn't leave home".In case you couldn't tell yet, my shower decided not to work today.It worked fine yesterday, and if I wanted to take a bath I'd be OK... but for some unknown (as of yet) reason the water won't play shower when I open the valve the tells the water to go up instead of flow into </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5539164420332839815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=5539164420332839815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/5539164420332839815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/5539164420332839815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-miserable-day-im-glad-i-have.html' title='What a Miserable Day... I&apos;m glad I have a bucket'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-390828351164786906</id><published>2010-03-29T19:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T20:48:23.254-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Facing off with that monkey on my back</title><summary type='text'>So, this weekend I figured that I'd been doing real good with the not smoking pot thing that I allowed myself a small indulgence Saturday night. Not only did I think it might make for a nice reward for doing to well so far, but I'd also been desperately horny and in need of a good wank... and everyone knows weed and wanking are a match made in HEAVEN! (OK, so  maybe everyone doesn't know this... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/390828351164786906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=390828351164786906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/390828351164786906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/390828351164786906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/facing-off-with-that-monkey-on-my-back.html' title='Facing off with that monkey on my back'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-1566564516104151881</id><published>2010-03-26T05:12:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T19:41:42.761-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Audacity!</title><summary type='text'>With my mortgage coming up for renewal in the next couple of months "people" (if you an call the individuals who work in the finance industry people) have been reminding me that my mortgage is up for renewal soon. The first one I received was from the mortgage broker I used when I first got this place advertising a blistering 1.85% (Booyah!)The second letter I received was from the company the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1566564516104151881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=1566564516104151881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/1566564516104151881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/1566564516104151881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/audacity.html' title='Audacity!'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-6741813076716445868</id><published>2010-03-25T05:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T06:26:22.558-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Smoke or get off the pot.</title><summary type='text'>It had been a long time coming, but on the first of the month (24 days ago) I came to the official decision that I smoke too much reefer and quit. It was a fairly easy decision to make, in fact the decision to quit was the easiest part of this whole process, as I'd known that I should cut back for a while, and there were all kind of signs that I was seeing that it was getting out of control. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6741813076716445868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=6741813076716445868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/6741813076716445868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/6741813076716445868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/smoke-or-get-off-pot.html' title='Smoke or get off the pot.'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-532060975832166054</id><published>2010-03-24T06:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T06:40:32.325-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye Beaver</title><summary type='text'>This morning could very well be my last trip in to the warehouse... Deb and I are going to be meeting there this morning to grab up the last of our crap. I'm going to take full advantage of this by walking in, and seeing it all one last time. Talk about depressing. :PIt's almost worth jumping off the wagon and packing a pipe for the trip in... and enjoying my walk... and I mean properly enjoying </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/532060975832166054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=532060975832166054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/532060975832166054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/532060975832166054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/bye-bye-beaver.html' title='Bye Bye Beaver'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8vaUZRl0dm4/S6nsBXGnCeI/AAAAAAAAAbw/UCPzPQT-Os4/s72-c/100_5093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-4629015114792404677</id><published>2010-03-22T06:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T06:26:51.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Temp to Perm</title><summary type='text'>I didn't want to follow a work post with a work post, but I'm going to , because this is kinda big.Friday morning, shortly after settling in, we had a couple of visitors on our office. Namely our manager and the Axeman. (I would have posted this up earlier, cuz I really want to stay on top of this bloggin' thing however I was out of town for the weekend with my buddies John and Dave for some much</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4629015114792404677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=4629015114792404677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4629015114792404677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4629015114792404677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/temp-to-perm.html' title='Temp to Perm'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-8893466609825123290</id><published>2010-03-11T06:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T06:54:45.737-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Crap</title><summary type='text'>Yeah, right now that phrase pretty much sums everything up.Since I last had anything to say on here life has been having a pretty good laugh at my expense... From work, to home and everything in between something has happened which has just left me shaking my head as I try to deal it.Let me guess, you want examples... OK, I can do that for ya. Let's start with the biggest source of anxiety, shall</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8893466609825123290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=8893466609825123290' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/8893466609825123290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/8893466609825123290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/holy-crap.html' title='Holy Crap'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-7421606259571716557</id><published>2010-01-21T06:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T07:01:22.615-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's my pants?</title><summary type='text'>Ya know, for a guy who isn't getting laid I sure ask that question a lot. :P... and after wasting about 10 minutes tearing the place apart I found them... sitting at the foot of the cats' side of the bed... where I forgot that I put them last night... so I'd be able to find them nice and easy in the morning.I guess that plan failed.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7421606259571716557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=7421606259571716557' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/7421606259571716557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/7421606259571716557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/wheres-my-pants.html' title='Where&apos;s my pants?'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-4316788667153012475</id><published>2009-12-30T11:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T20:28:45.274-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a CRAP start to the day...</title><summary type='text'>Ugh… I just want to go home, curl up into a ball and forget the world exists today.   It all started last night around 3:30AM… I woke up for no good reason and just couldn't sleep so I proceeded to toss and turn for half an hour all the while trying to convince Tanngrissnir that I wasn't awake for his amusement. He didn't believe me.   From there waking up at 6:00 with my alarm didn't feel like a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4316788667153012475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=4316788667153012475' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4316788667153012475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4316788667153012475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-crap-start-to-day.html' title='What a CRAP start to the day...'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-752457467176617066</id><published>2009-11-20T06:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T06:39:24.027-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mythology... well almost</title><summary type='text'>Last week, while over at my mom's house helping her take a couple of pieces of furniture out for special pick-up (I was bribed with dinner), I saw a beast that I never thought I'd actually see with my own 2 eyes...(You'll have to excuse the lousy image, taking snapshots of TV Screens isn't the easiest thing to do )</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/752457467176617066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=752457467176617066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/752457467176617066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/752457467176617066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/mythology-well-almost.html' title='Mythology... well almost'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8vaUZRl0dm4/SwZ_IU6krNI/AAAAAAAAAbo/e-Hcg38Fh9s/s72-c/100_5011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-8797874458450871992</id><published>2009-11-18T13:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T06:39:00.797-05:00</updated><title type='text'>*Scoff*</title><summary type='text'>Get this…   ToD's leader asked us about meeting late next week so she could go over some of the duties that Deb and I are going to be taking from them (which, you may recall, she was supposed to have done aprox a MONTH ago). I replied back with a simple "I'm not in next week". Her response was (and I'm not kidding here) "Eeek!  Vacation time?  =) Would you be okay if I showed Debbie some things </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8797874458450871992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=8797874458450871992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/8797874458450871992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/8797874458450871992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/scoff.html' title='*Scoff*'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-1175837617523678242</id><published>2009-11-13T06:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T07:24:50.952-05:00</updated><title type='text'>36</title><summary type='text'>Yeah,  I know, I haven't been very active in these parts lately... I'm kinda bummed out.I've always been one to say that age is irrelevant, it's just a number, it doesn't really mean anything except on paper... yet somehow, now, for the first time in my life those just sound like words... meaningless words. I'm going to be 36 in a week and a half, and I don't like it.All of a sudden it means that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1175837617523678242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=1175837617523678242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/1175837617523678242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/1175837617523678242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/36.html' title='36'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-520340057925000533</id><published>2009-11-05T06:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T07:13:59.361-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Apparently, I'm creative...</title><summary type='text'>... at least that is what last night's pottery class would have me believe.Over the past week I came up with an idea that is I was to roll out a slab of clay, I could put a stencil that I made out of a thin sheet of cardboard on it, and a funkily textured piece of fabric on top of that that I can bust out the rolling pin and not only would it give me a nice flat sheet that I could then do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/520340057925000533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=520340057925000533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/520340057925000533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/520340057925000533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/apparently-im-creative.html' title='Apparently, I&apos;m creative...'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-4693291015615334408</id><published>2009-10-27T06:17:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T07:32:00.237-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky</title><summary type='text'>I've known for a while now that I'm pretty lucky, in the grand scheme of things anyway.In the past I've won my share of contests, found my share of neat/valuable stuff, found myslef some awesome friends, and generally have had a pretty good go at life. Sometimes though I don't remember that when I start getting frustrated and stressed out that some things just aren't going my way... take this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4693291015615334408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=4693291015615334408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4693291015615334408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4693291015615334408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/lucky.html' title='Lucky'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-6011015975142878269</id><published>2009-10-18T09:06:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T12:11:30.778-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't want to be a douchebag pt. 2 (The Downfall)</title><summary type='text'>Right, so getting back to my tale of woe over here... Well, I guess it isn't really MY tale so much as the retelling of Vin's woes...As I recall I'd just laid out a bunch of the history between Vin and I and I had got to his wedding. Even before the wedding, the guy had been distancing himself from his boys and was fully immersing himself in his wife's presence. The only time we'd ever see him </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6011015975142878269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=6011015975142878269' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/6011015975142878269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/6011015975142878269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-dont-want-to-be-douchebag-pt-2.html' title='I don&apos;t want to be a douchebag pt. 2 (The Downfall)'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-3632043712823013271</id><published>2009-10-14T07:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T07:10:28.178-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Now THAT was poor planning...</title><summary type='text'>While going through my morning routine I discovered some horrible planning on my part. I disocvered that I'm down to my last pair of clean underwear, and my last pair of clean (matching) socks. Ugh. This of course means that when I get home from pottery tonight that I'm going to have to spend what little time I have left to myself before I crash being all domestic and stuff. Ugh. This also means </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3632043712823013271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=3632043712823013271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/3632043712823013271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/3632043712823013271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/now-that-was-poor-planning.html' title='Now THAT was poor planning...'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-4322741551076436166</id><published>2009-10-08T23:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T07:24:52.082-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Like I was saying, I don't want to be a douchbag.</title><summary type='text'>Right, so to recap...It looks like all the aggravation, tests and bullshit that life has been throwing me over the past while aren't over yet, and it's really starting to piss me off. Wednesday morning while scrambling to get out the door for work my computer made beep/ping/chime noise, so I quickly checked up on it as I'd been having a LOT of issues with uTorrent (I have since switched back to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4322741551076436166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=4322741551076436166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4322741551076436166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4322741551076436166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/like-i-was-saying-i-dont-want-to-be.html' title='Like I was saying, I don&apos;t want to be a douchbag.'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-1134910196391203280</id><published>2009-10-07T22:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T23:52:15.783-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel like David Lee Roth</title><summary type='text'>I got it bad, I got it bad, I got it bad... I'm hot for teacher!Heh heh hehTonight's pottery class was awesome. Our teacher, Kate, is a cool hippy chick who seems to be a bit of a kindred spirit (we got to chat a little after class during the clean-up) ... Oh, and she's kinda hawt! I'd definitely get nekkid with her... providing it was mutually consensual and there wasn't anyone else in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1134910196391203280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=1134910196391203280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/1134910196391203280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/1134910196391203280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-feel-like-david-lee-roth.html' title='I feel like David Lee Roth'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-4992901379282273585</id><published>2009-10-07T22:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T22:45:40.899-04:00</updated><title type='text'>... but I don't want to be a douchebag</title><summary type='text'>It looks like all the aggravation, tests and bullshit that life has been throwing me over the past while isn't over yet, and it's really starting to piss me off. This morning while scrambling to get out the door for work my computer made a noise, so I quickly checked up on it as I've been having a LOT of issues with uTorrent and thought that I might have just been around to witness one of these </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4992901379282273585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=4992901379282273585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4992901379282273585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4992901379282273585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/but-i-dont-want-to-be-douchebag.html' title='... but I don&apos;t want to be a douchebag'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-2864472999256294309</id><published>2009-10-07T06:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T07:03:18.548-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The first day of school</title><summary type='text'>Today is the first day of school, and I think for the first time in my life I'm actually excited about it. That's right today is the first day of my 10 week pottery course, which means I shouldn't be sitting here jamming keys, but instead making sure that I've got all my crap together... and more importantly making myself presentable for any hotties that might be in the class. heh heh heh. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2864472999256294309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=2864472999256294309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/2864472999256294309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/2864472999256294309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-day-of-school.html' title='The first day of school'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-770157150048170276</id><published>2009-10-05T19:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T20:31:51.279-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why it sucks to be the good guy...</title><summary type='text'>So, I've decided to do the right thing... I'm staying away from the original crazy xgf.The epiphany came to me Saturday night while sorting through (and QCing) a new stack of porn that I'd dled (The real reason the internet was created). We've tried this a couple of times in the past, neither with what I'd call great results by the time was said and done... and really I just don't feel right </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/770157150048170276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=770157150048170276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/770157150048170276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/770157150048170276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-it-sucks-to-be-good-guy.html' title='Why it sucks to be the good guy...'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-2567247193215761137</id><published>2009-10-03T01:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T03:05:01.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A good friggin' day</title><summary type='text'>I honestly can believe what a good day it was today... kinda almost like all the shit that I've been dealing with over the past little while is starting to balance out in the grand scheme of Karma. (Some people say Karma's a bitch... me I'm thinking Karma's kinda awesome)So, what made this day so good?Well for starters, Last night the Original crazy ex girlfriend confirmed a suspicion I had about</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2567247193215761137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=2567247193215761137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/2567247193215761137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/2567247193215761137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-friggin-day.html' title='A good friggin&apos; day'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-4325891924233640525</id><published>2009-09-29T06:47:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T07:13:28.088-04:00</updated><title type='text'>postpwn3d!</title><summary type='text'>Last night when I got home from work, there were 3 messages waiting for me on my answering machine. 1 was a hang up (Why people insist on listening to an answering machine's message in its entirety before hanging up I'll never understand), 1 was a collection agency looking for the jackasses who had my phone number (4 years ago!), and the last one was from teh school board to let me know that my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4325891924233640525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=4325891924233640525' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4325891924233640525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4325891924233640525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/postpwn3d.html' title='postpwn3d!'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-9203025582035701923</id><published>2009-09-26T00:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T01:01:04.931-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Detox</title><summary type='text'>I've just successfully survived my 5th day straight of going pot free. And let me tell ya, it's turning into a real motherfucker over here. The first 3 days were easy to get through, being sick all I wanted to do as get better, so I had no interest in getting high. The 4th day was  Thursday, and I was distracted by John stopping by (despite my warning that he might catch whatever it is that I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9203025582035701923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=9203025582035701923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/9203025582035701923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/9203025582035701923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/detox.html' title='Detox'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-1940543502240291515</id><published>2009-09-23T00:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T00:15:49.118-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Now what?</title><summary type='text'>Being sick for the last couple of days has cost me something. Something I'll never get back.The awesomeness that is The 4400. Yup, over the last 2 days I've burned through all of Season 4, and I've now confirmed that there isn't going to be a Season 5. Now what am I supposed to do?? I want closure dammit!!Well, in my quest to bring the awesome back, I've raided the Amazon website and found that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1940543502240291515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=1940543502240291515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/1940543502240291515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/1940543502240291515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/now-what.html' title='Now what?'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-3685942429369464001</id><published>2009-09-20T12:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T12:48:49.432-04:00</updated><title type='text'>$130 later...</title><summary type='text'>Quick update on my computer... my insticts were right! It was totally the PSU that had gone on it.After hooking up with my friend Lynn to see 9 yesterday (animation was great, but the story was lacking) I wandered off to the computer shop to score a new one. Unfortunately by the time I got home I had to change and start getting ready to head out again for Hightower's International Talk like a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3685942429369464001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=3685942429369464001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/3685942429369464001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/3685942429369464001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/130-later.html' title='$130 later...'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-1478742691054449774</id><published>2009-09-16T19:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T22:12:37.084-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Three hours</title><summary type='text'>Last night, in the span of three short hours my life changed... and not for the better.You see, somewhere between the hours of 3:30AM and 6:30AM my computer died.For some reason I thought it would be a good idea if I started to take it apart and diagnose what happened (instead of making breakfast and getting ready for work), and was greeted by a smell... a burnt smell. Something had popped. My </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1478742691054449774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=1478742691054449774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/1478742691054449774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/1478742691054449774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/three-hours.html' title='Three hours'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-6563869969749753445</id><published>2009-09-14T21:17:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T07:53:22.944-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All Hail the Burning Bud!</title><summary type='text'>In honour of the Burning Man festivities that I didn't go to this year I present to you my tribute piece The Burning Bud!The idea hit Saturday while we were off picking up supplies, and somehow amazingly I was able to remember it by the time we got back... and even more amazingly was able to remember when we eventually got the fire going!I think we might have a new tradition here... cuz after I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6563869969749753445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=6563869969749753445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/6563869969749753445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/6563869969749753445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/all-hail-burning-bud.html' title='All Hail the Burning Bud!'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8vaUZRl0dm4/Sq7ra6jIgwI/AAAAAAAAAbg/cO16DhvusTI/s72-c/100_4449.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-3837562409861655785</id><published>2009-09-11T06:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T07:25:31.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Retribution, thine taste is awesome!</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday at work, I heard something amazing... My manager is actually going to do something about ToD (or at least says he's going to).Unfortunately, it's going to be a while though as we need to record and catalog all the mistakes they make, so he can get a good idea of the damage these guys are going up there... not just in terms of doing things wrong in the system, but also in terms of our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3837562409861655785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=3837562409861655785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/3837562409861655785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/3837562409861655785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/retribution-thine-taste-is-awesome.html' title='Retribution, thine taste is awesome!'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-5859012251217454996</id><published>2009-09-10T06:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T06:43:05.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'>C-c-c-c-camping!</title><summary type='text'>Woo hoo! in 36 hours I'm going to be camping!Paul and I are going to be making a second (and final) camping run for the season, and Dave should be joining us for some of the fun on Saturday... and naturaly I've been completely slacking in my duties over here. I've barely started getting pack up and ready for it. I've got a few basics thrown out on my living room floor (Tent, sleeping bag &amp; cot) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5859012251217454996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=5859012251217454996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/5859012251217454996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/5859012251217454996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/c-c-c-c-camping.html' title='C-c-c-c-camping!'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-7669626647435275086</id><published>2009-09-09T06:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T06:49:58.718-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Ends</title><summary type='text'>After that awesome walk I went on Sunday morning, I couldn't resist going out for another one Sunday afternoon (once all my camera batteries had charged up). I think it was around 4:00 when I set off, and didn't get home until... well, a whole lot later.I figured that I'd use this walk as a test... to see how feasible it would be to get to Markham (the town, not the street) from my place and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7669626647435275086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=7669626647435275086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/7669626647435275086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/7669626647435275086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/book-ends.html' title='Book Ends'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-2311729475977826439</id><published>2009-09-06T09:08:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T06:45:45.958-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Misty Morning Magic</title><summary type='text'>I'm having the most amazing morning, (Which is great considering the flop that was last night) and believe it or not, it started at 6:00AM!I'd decided that I wanted to see a sunrise this weekend. It was one of the KEY things on my list. I initially thought that I would go down to the beach and try to get a snap of the sun as it started to peek up over the lake. I was kinda thinking that I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2311729475977826439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=2311729475977826439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/2311729475977826439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/2311729475977826439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/misty-morning-magic.html' title='Misty Morning Magic'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8vaUZRl0dm4/SqoqTFqIFWI/AAAAAAAAAbY/_38x0oFwUp8/s72-c/100_4145.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-6296329086523383673</id><published>2009-09-05T20:31:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T00:27:28.361-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The HBR Experiment</title><summary type='text'>3 minutes and 6 seconds ago I threw down 3 of the HBR seeds that I had pick up for Fear and Loathing (that no one ended up going for). I figure that it's been a while since I've a serious introspection so I'm due... that and it's the long weekend, and everyone else is busy with their sig others.I figure that as things develop I'll make my way back here (to the keyboard... there's no way I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6296329086523383673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=6296329086523383673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/6296329086523383673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/6296329086523383673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/hbr-experiment.html' title='The HBR Experiment'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-4050255961359488626</id><published>2009-09-04T10:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T10:34:39.354-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Smarter than the guy from Bell</title><summary type='text'>I'm happy today.I just resolved a long standing issue with our phones here in theoffice, and in doing so managed to do something that the guy from Bellsaid wasn't possible when he was in here to try and set up our phonessome time between 6 months and a year ago.Here's the scenario: We needed to add a cordless phone to our phonenetwork so that someone out on the floor could monitor calls and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4050255961359488626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=4050255961359488626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4050255961359488626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4050255961359488626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/smarter-than-guy-from-bell.html' title='Smarter than the guy from Bell'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-259304980951820616</id><published>2009-09-03T06:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T07:08:19.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Long weekend?</title><summary type='text'>I can't believe that I lost track of time.The labour day long weekend is coming up REAL FAST... I'm talking tomorrow as of 5:00PM fast! ... and sadly I wasn't even aware that it was here until one of my co-workers asked me a couple of days ago what I was going to be doing. Man, I hate it when this happens. So, for the past couple of days I've been trying to put something together that is going to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/259304980951820616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=259304980951820616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/259304980951820616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/259304980951820616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/long-weekend.html' title='Long weekend?'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-8555109966591714375</id><published>2009-09-02T06:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T07:28:19.297-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A new first</title><summary type='text'>I witnessed a new personal first last night... on the internet of all places!Live Sex... more specifically FREE Live Sex.Yup, last night while puttering around I ended up on an "alternative lifestyle" website, and it was here that I stumbled across the "member cams"... where people would fire up their webcams and do what they want to do while the world watches them.It was kinda strange to see... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8555109966591714375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=8555109966591714375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/8555109966591714375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/8555109966591714375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-first.html' title='A new first'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-987227939123519607</id><published>2009-08-31T09:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T07:22:48.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Do they Fear the Loathing?</title><summary type='text'> Well, this past weekend we finally were able to get the guys together to watch Fear and Loathing. It took some finagling, but we were able to do it! Just think, all it took was me saying "Uhmm guys, if we keep pushing the movie night Fridays backcuz you are going to be working Sat morning, why don't we get together when you're finished work so we can do this up right?" Which both Chris and Jim </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/987227939123519607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=987227939123519607' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/987227939123519607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/987227939123519607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/do-they-fear-loathing.html' title='Do they Fear the Loathing?'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8vaUZRl0dm4/Sp0D1spYu0I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/6j4QjYo0upE/s72-c/bat+country.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-6448180281624371707</id><published>2009-08-31T07:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T07:30:39.025-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Play-Doh Zombies shouldn't smoke</title><summary type='text'>Friday was a slow one at work, so I took it up on myself to amuse myself while there was nothing else going on... This is what I came up with! (Man, I'm glad I had that play-doh at my desk!)




I've got a couple things I'd like to do to polish it up, but I don't know how easy it'll be to do, so I figured I"d throw this on here for now in case it takes too long (or I get frustrated) to get the </summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f1c78121add1bb19&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6448180281624371707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=6448180281624371707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/6448180281624371707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/6448180281624371707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-play-doh-zombies-shouldnt-smoke.html' title='Why Play-Doh Zombies shouldn&apos;t smoke'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-1826412722526829093</id><published>2009-08-28T06:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T07:15:27.294-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Putting the Pot into Pottery</title><summary type='text'>Earlier this week the local school board sent out a catalog of adult general interest courses. Insteading of doing what I normally do when I get some kind of unsolicited mail and tossing it, something told me not to... instead I flipped through it so see what kinda stuff they had to offer.After much deliberation (mainly about the money) I said "screw it!" and signed up for a pottery course. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1826412722526829093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=1826412722526829093' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/1826412722526829093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/1826412722526829093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/putting-pot-into-pottery.html' title='Putting the Pot into Pottery'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-2360859750465434133</id><published>2009-08-28T06:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T06:50:00.209-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ToD, You're so screwed!</title><summary type='text'>... which means I'm going to suffer. ToD never suffers alone.Wednesday an interesting email was sent out.ToD's team of 4 involved someone that was borrowed as a short term loaner from another department. Well, in true tribute to ToD, shit over there was so messed up that they ended up holding on to that guy for a YEAR. Well, as of last Wednesday the loaner's dept decided that "enough is enough, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2360859750465434133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=2360859750465434133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/2360859750465434133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/2360859750465434133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/tod-youre-so-screwed.html' title='ToD, You&apos;re so screwed!'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-1264128963597776939</id><published>2009-08-28T05:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T05:58:54.752-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The generous joint</title><summary type='text'>Last Friday I was amazed at how the warehouse all pulled together. As you might recall last Friday was a fun one for us having no one looking over our shoulder... we were just left alone and the day rocked. Here's one of the reasons why...Last week it was hell on earth for one of my coworkers and me. She was completely dry, and I was running low on smoke... and we were both getting the runaround </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1264128963597776939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=1264128963597776939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/1264128963597776939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/1264128963597776939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/generous-joint.html' title='The generous joint'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-7330726332586724239</id><published>2009-08-28T05:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T05:27:24.072-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 5:20... and I don't mind.</title><summary type='text'>Yeah, the time is right... it currently IS 5:20AM.I woke up about half an hour ago, tried to get back to sleep, failed and decided that being awake isn't so bad... this extra time I've given myself this morning by doing this means that I'll be able to put a bunch of ideas down that are currently bouncing around inside my head... what can I say... yesterday was in interesting day!That said, I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7330726332586724239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=7330726332586724239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/7330726332586724239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/7330726332586724239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-520-and-i-dont-mind.html' title='It&apos;s 5:20... and I don&apos;t mind.'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-2667820150587237920</id><published>2009-08-27T07:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T07:24:40.438-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ztompers United!</title><summary type='text'>The WednesdayL4D gaming sessions are becoming more and more like a ritual for Paul and I ... so much in fact that I've decided that the 2 of us deserve custom tags... Go Ztompers!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2667820150587237920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=2667820150587237920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/2667820150587237920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/2667820150587237920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/ztompers-united.html' title='Ztompers United!'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8vaUZRl0dm4/SpZsAYxmZeI/AAAAAAAAAbI/RWj3oE9eUCM/s72-c/Pbomb+revised.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-2343534816391171561</id><published>2009-08-27T06:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T06:46:04.778-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It kinda feels like ... Vacation?</title><summary type='text'>When I woke this morning, something didn't feel right. There was something in the air ... almost tangible. It's almost like there was a disorienting urgency that had set in... the kind that I've only ever experienced when I'm going away somewhere and I need to wake up brutally early in order to grab a plane. Well, I'm not going anywhere... well, that I'm aware of right now anyway...I think it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2343534816391171561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=2343534816391171561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/2343534816391171561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/2343534816391171561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-kinda-feels-like-vacation.html' title='It kinda feels like ... Vacation?'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-6524567071493162242</id><published>2009-08-26T08:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T08:28:53.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><summary type='text'>I'm not going in to work today.I woke up with my alarm at 6:00 today and immediately thought "Shit, I feel like a bag of ass". My stomach was feeling queasy and after I started moving around a little, it felt a little sore,  almost like a post dry heave feeling. A quick survey of my suroundings confirmed that I was not sick in my sleep... though after he realized I wasn't getting out of bed yet </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6524567071493162242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=6524567071493162242' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/6524567071493162242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/6524567071493162242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-4198858721489969978</id><published>2009-08-25T10:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T18:01:56.319-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ToD speaks! ... why can't they listen?</title><summary type='text'>This is an actual email conversation I had with my good buddy ToD...To set the stage here, let me throw down a little background...We recently had our big quarterly distro, which involved several hundredorders running out of our facility in a very short time span.Due to the nature of this distro most of the info that is entered forthese orders is done automatically via a data upload, which </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4198858721489969978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=4198858721489969978' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4198858721489969978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4198858721489969978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/tod-speaks-why-cant-they-listen.html' title='ToD speaks! ... why can&apos;t they listen?'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-7602571391030591392</id><published>2009-08-25T07:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T07:31:44.202-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks guys, you shouldn't have</title><summary type='text'>... No I mean it, you really shouldn't have.Last night after getting home from work I figured I'd do some chores... well, a load of laundry anyway. I was running out of whites that were clean enough to pass the "sniff test" so I decided it was time to do something about it. I grabbed the pile of white t-shirts that accumulated on the floor and made my way to the washer to get things running while</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7602571391030591392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=7602571391030591392' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/7602571391030591392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/7602571391030591392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/thanks-guys-you-shouldnt-have.html' title='Thanks guys, you shouldn&apos;t have'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8vaUZRl0dm4/SpPIX3EMiqI/AAAAAAAAAa4/fPwa_v6Ysj4/s72-c/cat+vomit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-1929273069803096435</id><published>2009-08-22T22:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T23:29:23.849-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good deed of the day</title><summary type='text'>Today I did a good deed.While I was wandering around downtown today with Jim and Bonn, we passed by a homeless guy who gave me a "Hey buddy, can you spare some change so I can get some weed?"I said "I can do better than that brother."I gave him a joint.I knew that there was a reason why I rolled 2 this morning before heading out.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1929273069803096435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=1929273069803096435' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/1929273069803096435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/1929273069803096435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-deed-of-day.html' title='Good deed of the day'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-3077330174892256522</id><published>2009-08-21T07:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T07:39:05.932-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When the cats are away ... UPDATE!</title><summary type='text'>I just found the roach I misplaced last week .Looks like my afternoon just got better!Wheee!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3077330174892256522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=3077330174892256522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/3077330174892256522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/3077330174892256522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-cats-are-away-update.html' title='When the cats are away ... UPDATE!'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-1286240540563258140</id><published>2009-08-21T06:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T07:00:30.561-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When the cats are away the inmates are going to run the asylum.</title><summary type='text'>Today should be fun.Deb (my coworker/office coordinator) has been off for the week, so it's only been me holding down the fort in the office. All  the power is mine! (insert maniacal laughter here)Then Wednesday at around 4:30 I found out that the team lead out on the warehouse floor was going to be off for a couple of days (namely yesterday and today) via an out of office messageWhat makes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1286240540563258140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=1286240540563258140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/1286240540563258140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/1286240540563258140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-cats-are-away-inmates-are-going-to.html' title='When the cats are away the inmates are going to run the asylum.'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-3695795656159125561</id><published>2009-08-20T06:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T07:21:12.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Short List... Part 2.</title><summary type='text'>OK, I'm awake, I've got some hardcore pumping through my speakers and the coffee is almost done brewing... correction, the coffee IS done brewing... I'll be right back.[10 minutes later]OK, I've got my wake up juice, the cats have been fed, I've got my rice made for lunch and Grissom has been thoroughly rubbed. I think I'm good to get back to things now... Where was I?Right, I was wrong... (Ugh, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3695795656159125561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=3695795656159125561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/3695795656159125561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/3695795656159125561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/short-list-part-2.html' title='The Short List... Part 2.'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-4861915053116148081</id><published>2009-08-19T08:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T06:20:06.287-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Accomplished!</title><summary type='text'>Yay... I wasn't late today.OK, I guess that means that I should actually get to work now...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4861915053116148081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=4861915053116148081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4861915053116148081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4861915053116148081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/mission-accomplished.html' title='Mission Accomplished!'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8vaUZRl0dm4/So0jPkoA6tI/AAAAAAAAAaY/HlCH6GtAUds/s72-c/Punch-clock.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-5673973681185596494</id><published>2009-08-19T06:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T07:05:53.958-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The short list... Pt 1</title><summary type='text'>Have you ever notived that that we're being programmed to expect the worst?Yesterday I received a note from my friend (and ex) Gen out of the blue asking me "Are you gonna be around tonight, or are you going to be out and about?". Strange this be... we never just do an out of the blue mid-week on the fly meet-up... so I started to freak out a little. I started thinking about all kinds of stupid </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5673973681185596494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=5673973681185596494' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/5673973681185596494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/5673973681185596494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/short-list-pt-1.html' title='The short list... Pt 1'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-4256977190333800524</id><published>2009-08-18T21:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T22:35:32.855-04:00</updated><title type='text'>That wasn't comfortable</title><summary type='text'>So, today something kinda strange happened.I stopped by my mom's place after work to scavenge up a free meal... OK that was a perk of me stopping by... as were the 5 chocolate cupcakes that she gave me to take home. Booyah! I'm pretty sure that between those and the dozen chocolate muffins (Don't let the name fool you, these are cupcakes) I baked for breakfast this morning that I'll be able to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4256977190333800524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=4256977190333800524' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4256977190333800524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4256977190333800524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/that-wasnt-comfortable.html' title='That wasn&apos;t comfortable'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-8168643843592907435</id><published>2009-08-17T21:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T22:25:28.591-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bordom</title><summary type='text'>Wow, I'm bored.So bored.You know, I didn't realize how boring a Monday night was when going smoke free. I can't actually remember the last time I had a smoke free Monday. Yeah, it's been that long. I'd have to say months if I was going to hazzard a guess. How many months I couldn't tell ya... but I know it's been a bunch.So far my attempts to remove this bordom have included the following:Making </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8168643843592907435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=8168643843592907435' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/8168643843592907435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/8168643843592907435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/bordom.html' title='Bordom'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-2857797614659972194</id><published>2009-08-17T13:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T21:54:46.418-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted...</title><summary type='text'>Last night I crashed around 9:30. I figured that my late nights caughtup with me and I just needed to catch up on some ZZZs (also being Sundaynight it wasn't like there was going to be anything going on that wouldkeep me awake). Except I woke up at 1:30AM... and not only was it a caseof being awake, I was also fidgety, so there wasn't much hope in mefalling back to sleep unless I could shut </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2857797614659972194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=2857797614659972194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/2857797614659972194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/2857797614659972194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted...'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-6707997526359160279</id><published>2009-08-17T07:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T08:02:36.304-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Paranoid?</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6707997526359160279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=6707997526359160279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/6707997526359160279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/6707997526359160279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/paranoid.html' title='Paranoid?'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-3700732641316360105</id><published>2009-08-15T20:58:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T22:08:34.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow...</title><summary type='text'>The kitchen is taken care of... not just the dishes either. I can proudly say that I also cleaned the stove and the counter... and just think it only took me until 9:30 to get to this point. Damn, I'm exhausted. You know I was thinking about it, and I realized about half an hour ago that I haven't eaten at all today. In fact my only nutritional intake has been a couple of mugs of coffee.Is it no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3700732641316360105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=3700732641316360105' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/3700732641316360105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/3700732641316360105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/tomorrow.html' title='Tomorrow...'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8vaUZRl0dm4/SodlZllJdzI/AAAAAAAAAZw/0dCxff5Gn2I/s72-c/100_3999.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-8500018348997871415</id><published>2009-08-15T18:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T18:44:54.574-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Burnout</title><summary type='text'>OK, I've burned myself out with this cleaning binge.I'd like to give full credit to my stupid fucking friend. (Whoever you are)Some dumb shit thought it would be a good idea to use the garbage can in the kitchen, despite the fact that 1) It doesn't work properly 2)There was no bag in it (Who the fuck puts food waste in a garbage can with no bag in it??) 3) Everyone knows that I keep a plastic bag</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8500018348997871415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=8500018348997871415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/8500018348997871415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/8500018348997871415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/burnout.html' title='Burnout'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-4070255781323636752</id><published>2009-08-15T16:18:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T18:22:59.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress!</title><summary type='text'>My afternoon of kitchen cleaning is coming along nicely (You can't really tell from the pics though). So far I've knocked off 3 loads of dishes and I'm about to tear into the fourth... which is going to take care of all my pots, pans, and other baking stuff. Oh what fun it's going to be. (note sarcasm).On a happier (ambitous) note though, I've decided to escalate things a bit.On top of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4070255781323636752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=4070255781323636752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4070255781323636752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4070255781323636752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/progress.html' title='Progress!'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8vaUZRl0dm4/Socbx7lhpRI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/9wZYncszwM0/s72-c/100_3994.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-8357685055444178960</id><published>2009-08-15T13:15:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T15:56:45.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The deal...</title><summary type='text'>OK, here's the deal I just made with myself... I'm not allowed to blow up anything in the microwave untilI spend some quality time cleaning the kitchen... as you can see, it needs it. The reason for this decision is simple... I know myself well enough that I know I'm going to need motivation if I'm going to clean the place. Hey, at least I can admit it! One thing life has taught me is that people</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8357685055444178960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=8357685055444178960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/8357685055444178960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/8357685055444178960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/deal.html' title='The deal...'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8vaUZRl0dm4/SocCWbuYqxI/AAAAAAAAAYo/ixERqPNEq-4/s72-c/100_3990.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-50524034746487090</id><published>2009-08-14T06:31:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T07:10:47.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear and Loathing in... well, Scarberia</title><summary type='text'>Tonight should prove to be interesting.This round in the movie tourney is definitely going to do some damage, as we're going to be watching "Fear and Loathing" tonight... and we're going to be pulling out the stops to watch the movie "right". Off the top rumour has it that there is going to be green, black, pizza toppings, Woodrose, liquor, cigars, salvia, caffiene and maybe something a little </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/50524034746487090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=50524034746487090' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/50524034746487090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/50524034746487090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/fear-and-loathing-in-well-scarberia.html' title='Fear and Loathing in... well, Scarberia'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8vaUZRl0dm4/SoVF8TmCDRI/AAAAAAAAAXI/0Ja5egcFbIY/s72-c/bat+eye.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-1017970526830024322</id><published>2009-08-13T06:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T06:50:41.109-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Ideas</title><summary type='text'>Have you ever seenor heard someone do something completely stupid and think "Hey, that was kinda cool... I think I should give it a go"?Well, I'm playing with some of that right now.I was over on another blog that I read checking up on stuff and saw this... http://www.sams-stories.com/2009/08/lets-play-where-is-egg.html#links and I can't help but think that I want to try blowing up an egg in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1017970526830024322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=1017970526830024322' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/1017970526830024322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/1017970526830024322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/stupid-ideas.html' title='Stupid Ideas'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-4042585370302792547</id><published>2009-08-06T07:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T07:31:56.102-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Justification?</title><summary type='text'>Isn't it funny how we justify things? ... or at least try to?Seriously I'm only 2 days pot free right now, and I've got to say that I'm kinda disturbed by how I'm looking for excuses or loopholes in my original plan to cut down on my smoking in order to justify me having a toke.My initial plan was to hold out for Friday, thinking that if I can limit myself to weekends only I'd be a LOT better. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4042585370302792547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=4042585370302792547' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4042585370302792547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4042585370302792547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/justification.html' title='Justification?'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-4542512461922294088</id><published>2009-08-05T07:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T07:55:20.279-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Going against the green</title><summary type='text'>I'm happy to say that last night I took the first steps to getting back in control of my pot smoking habit. I didn't have any!I'm amazed to say that I was actually able to sleep this time... unlike the last couple of times I decided to "dry out". Now, it wasn't a great sleep and I'm feeling beat down today as a result of it, but I can hold my head high (tee hee) and know that I did it.I don't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4542512461922294088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=4542512461922294088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4542512461922294088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4542512461922294088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/going-against-green.html' title='Going against the green'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-7650991739710701424</id><published>2009-08-02T11:12:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T12:03:46.545-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A chair, a book, and a bus stop... oh and ribs, you can't forget the ribs...</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was the annual Ribfest get to gether down at Robin's place... and a good time was had by all! Really, when you're hanging out with friends and scarfing down Ribs how could it not be awesome?Now, yeah, I know that I was late getting there but it wasn't my fault this time! I had to wait  at the Scarborough Town Centre for Gen and No Stomp to show up before moving on. I'm not bitter though</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7650991739710701424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=7650991739710701424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/7650991739710701424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/7650991739710701424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/chair-book-and-bus-stop-oh-and-ribs-you.html' title='A chair, a book, and a bus stop... oh and ribs, you can&apos;t forget the ribs...'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-6782458981779077832</id><published>2009-07-31T06:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T07:19:11.584-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A weird day for denistry</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was a weird day for dentistry... check it!Yesterday I had a dentist appointmentfor a cleaning, so I got to leave work early (Yay me!)Now, People who know me that I go to the dentist alot. I've got the benefits package to cover it, so I go 3-4 times a year. I tell ya, I don't think my teeth have been cleaner! (Let's just ignore the extra tarter that my hygenist noticed behind my teeth).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6782458981779077832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=6782458981779077832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/6782458981779077832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/6782458981779077832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/weird-day-for-denistry.html' title='A weird day for denistry'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-8564388027038437741</id><published>2009-07-30T06:23:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T07:05:23.787-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the stupidest thing you've done lately?</title><summary type='text'>That pic is one of the highlights from this past weekend's getaway to Niagara. Strangely, its the details of what happened earlier in the day that are fuzzy... not the details of what happened AFTER firing up that cannon. There's a simple reason for that... I wasn't awake for the first part of things, so I can only speculate on the exact details of what happened before I woke up. From what I can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8564388027038437741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=8564388027038437741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/8564388027038437741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/8564388027038437741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/whats-stupidest-thing-youve-done-lately.html' title='What&apos;s the stupidest thing you&apos;ve done lately?'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8vaUZRl0dm4/SnF1DVRKjZI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Bb0G0l60x-0/s72-c/100_3866.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-1654407507754169012</id><published>2009-07-27T06:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T07:26:09.532-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So much better than I thought it would have been!</title><summary type='text'>OK, so I survived the golf weekend with the hockey guys.Granted I wasn't playing golf... but then again there wasn't all that much of that going on either *L* I blame the downpour that hit Saturday afternoon. Well, not for my lack of golfing... I had no intenion of whacking the ball around. I was content to watch the Dirty Dozen followed by The Cannonball Run while everyone else was (except John)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1654407507754169012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=1654407507754169012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/1654407507754169012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/1654407507754169012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-much-better-than-i-thought-it-would.html' title='So much better than I thought it would have been!'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-166056316587864052</id><published>2009-07-21T07:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T07:29:42.079-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It was sooooo hot</title><summary type='text'>That rave I was at this past weekend was so hot that the shirt I was wearing melted...The sad thing is that I had just made the shirt that afternoon.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/166056316587864052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=166056316587864052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/166056316587864052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/166056316587864052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-was-sooooo-hot.html' title='It was sooooo hot'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8vaUZRl0dm4/SmWlpRd0JzI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Av5NjGldEiA/s72-c/100_3825.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-3671559783079652476</id><published>2009-07-20T07:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T08:32:32.295-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Legs Like Lead</title><summary type='text'>So this past weekend I raved once more! Thank you Purity!... and amazingly the only lingering aftermath that I'm dealing with are legs that feel like lead.That could very easily be that this time I didn't hit the E. Instead, on our way there I munched down on some shroom cookie I had in my pack. That was interesting... actually maybe "intense" is a better word to use. While there as a certain </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3671559783079652476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=3671559783079652476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/3671559783079652476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/3671559783079652476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/legs-like-lead.html' title='Legs Like Lead'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-3771089025171445568</id><published>2009-07-01T07:45:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T08:27:59.917-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Should have seen it coming...</title><summary type='text'>Last weekend I wend camping with Paul and Lisa.It was supposed to be with Paul, Lisa and DAVE, but Dave being Dave he ditched last minute for work, even though he was supposed to have told management over a month ago that he wasn't going to be available at all this weekend. So, to commemorate this I've got a special pic I made for the occasion... I'm thinking of putting it on a T-shirt. Pretty </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3771089025171445568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=3771089025171445568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/3771089025171445568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/3771089025171445568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/should-have-seen-it-coming.html' title='Should have seen it coming...'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8vaUZRl0dm4/SktVpJhl70I/AAAAAAAAAWg/YdWScCZGIjI/s72-c/Dave+Bale.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-2677185961202135121</id><published>2009-06-24T06:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T06:47:07.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More change!?!</title><summary type='text'>Well, this crazy world just keeps moving... and I'm starting to feel like I'm falling behind.I found out the other day that Paul and Lisa are going to be parents.I know I should be posting up and awesome bout of congrats for those guys, and I feel it... beleive me I do! But at the same time I'm a little bummed by it... not by that specifically, but by all the changes that seem to be going on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2677185961202135121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=2677185961202135121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/2677185961202135121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/2677185961202135121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-change.html' title='More change!?!'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-3519028067310862749</id><published>2009-06-12T06:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T06:44:56.851-04:00</updated><title type='text'>... and my day just got better!</title><summary type='text'>Yeah I know my day just started... so I guess technically my day's lack of previous existance is one reason why it got better, but that isn't what I'm talking about. No, what I'm talking about is something awesome. I managed to wake my ass up BEFORE my clock radio went off. Not only that I was able to proudly hop out of bed and make sure that the damned thing wasn't going to go off, which happily</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3519028067310862749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=3519028067310862749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/3519028067310862749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/3519028067310862749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-my-day-just-got-better.html' title='... and my day just got better!'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-4999772525074468928</id><published>2009-06-11T07:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T07:22:46.214-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Way too much stuff</title><summary type='text'>The other day I had one of those awakening moments... I realized exactly how much stuff I've got going on in my life over the next little while... starting with last night.Last night (Wednesday) I had a condo meting after work. The thing that bothered me about this is that they sent out a couple of notices/reminders about the meeting, however nowhere did they mention a time... so yeah, that was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4999772525074468928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=4999772525074468928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4999772525074468928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4999772525074468928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/way-too-much-stuff.html' title='Way too much stuff'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-3501110234302456055</id><published>2009-06-10T07:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T07:49:41.617-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Balls</title><summary type='text'>No, I'm not jaded.... not at all...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3501110234302456055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=3501110234302456055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/3501110234302456055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/3501110234302456055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/balls.html' title='Balls'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8vaUZRl0dm4/Si-V9pe_e4I/AAAAAAAAAWY/v-lkmOM_Kng/s72-c/balls.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-4204096071227277864</id><published>2009-06-10T06:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T06:58:44.879-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Oh, Hi!"</title><summary type='text'>Alright!I've got more to share... I meant to post this up earlier... like a week and a half ago, but hey shit happens... and I now have a closer for the story, so that makes i worth it, yeah?Starting from the begining...You know how you tend to share routines with some people, but never actually know this person beyond seeing them on the bus or walking past them in the mornings, standing in line </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4204096071227277864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=4204096071227277864' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4204096071227277864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/4204096071227277864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-hi.html' title='&quot;Oh, Hi!&quot;'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-3105910124567986330</id><published>2009-05-29T06:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T07:16:20.288-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Something big enough to get me blogging again</title><summary type='text'>Yeah yeah yeahI don't want to hear shit about how I havne't been posting anything.heh heh hehWhat can I say, sometimes it takes something BIG to shake things up enough to make you get life back on track. In my case, I found out yesterday that my best friend John got engaged over the weekend... and the bastard had been keeping it from me for the past 4 days! :DYou've got to give the man some love </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3105910124567986330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=3105910124567986330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/3105910124567986330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/3105910124567986330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/something-big-enough-to-get-me-blogging.html' title='Something big enough to get me blogging again'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8vaUZRl0dm4/Sh_D_HYNRnI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/wv_jHUSjejs/s72-c/carbomb.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20301504.post-2264665717611946991</id><published>2009-04-29T06:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T07:12:58.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The movie tournament</title><summary type='text'>Yeah, I know that my 15 minutes a day thing didn't last very long... what can I say, when angry it's really easy to fall off the wagon. Whatever. I've got more important things to talk about... like the movie tourney.Happily I can say that after getting pushed back, snubbed and ignored by Chris and Bri that last Friday they finally got their shit together (remembered to bring it) and we got to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2264665717611946991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20301504&amp;postID=2264665717611946991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/2264665717611946991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20301504/posts/default/2264665717611946991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/movie-tournament.html' title='The movie tournament'/><author><name>Dr. The BoB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550370742057093013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6330/2030/400/brow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
