<?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-2388593</id><updated>2012-02-01T02:07:14.358-05:00</updated><title type='text'>foolmaker</title><subtitle type='html'>deep into the workings of a confused mind.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2795</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-4576939092113642985</id><published>2010-09-09T21:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T21:37:32.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MYOB</title><summary type='text'>Turns out one of S's friends who S is very close with hates me.  So I'd been asking why I'm so hated.S's friend read my posts where I wrote about S's parents' visit and the horrible crap I went through.  And the friend thought I was out of line and should've been more respectful.  And because of that, he hates me.So to that friend who forms opinions without getting to know who I am, here's what I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4576939092113642985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=4576939092113642985' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/4576939092113642985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/4576939092113642985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2010/09/myob.html' title='MYOB'/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-4916515392129609100</id><published>2010-06-14T10:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T10:49:19.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Off the market</title><summary type='text'>June 10th, 2010:I popped the question to my boyfriend.  He said YES!I'm now officially off the market.  Feels weird.  I have to document the whole experience soon... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4916515392129609100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=4916515392129609100' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/4916515392129609100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/4916515392129609100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2010/06/off-market.html' title='Off the market'/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-1404705838734570058</id><published>2009-04-10T11:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T11:29:54.765-04:00</updated><title type='text'>because</title><summary type='text'>i drink the dark and eat the lightfor i am the moon's only child.she caressed me like a mother wouldand shone her lightfor me to read books i should.the horse neighsthe dog barks..the sweet soundi hear are of thatthe lost lark's.but the sunlightand the warm brighti cannot resist.maybe, just maybei'ts because i don't exist.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1404705838734570058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=1404705838734570058' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/1404705838734570058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/1404705838734570058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2009/04/because.html' title='because'/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-8492573640372152894</id><published>2008-11-13T14:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T14:55:04.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In response to, "When are you getting married?"</title><summary type='text'>Marriage might...and would...stultify my mental processes.I'm not pivoted that way...and so,must I be chained in a kennel like a monk?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/8492573640372152894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=8492573640372152894' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/8492573640372152894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/8492573640372152894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-response-to-when-are-you-getting.html' title='In response to, &quot;When are you getting married?&quot;'/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-8617662143514227471</id><published>2008-11-13T14:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T14:48:32.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Max and I</title><summary type='text'>Here we are.  I'm obviously down a few drinks... when up walks Max and says, "I know you hate taking pictures, but you have to take one with me!"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/8617662143514227471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=8617662143514227471' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/8617662143514227471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/8617662143514227471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2008/11/max-and-i.html' title='Max and I'/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SRyEA8AAKSI/AAAAAAAAAK8/99wRIbKriog/s72-c/Max-n-Tish.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-1564884634871370581</id><published>2008-11-13T14:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T14:43:20.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>huh?</title><summary type='text'>roses are redviolets are bluei'm schizophrenicand so am i.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1564884634871370581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=1564884634871370581' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/1564884634871370581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/1564884634871370581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2008/11/huh.html' title='huh?'/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-8930939370067527428</id><published>2008-08-28T11:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T11:36:15.422-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perception Personality Image Test ...</title><summary type='text'>Your result for The Perception Personality Image Test...NFPS - The GuruNature, Foreground, Big Picture, and Shape                        You perceive the world with particular attention to nature.  You focus on what's in front of you (the foreground) and how that fits into the larger picture.  You are also particularly drawn towards the shapes around you.  Because of the value you place on nature</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/8930939370067527428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=8930939370067527428' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/8930939370067527428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/8930939370067527428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2008/08/perception-personality-image-test.html' title='The Perception Personality Image Test ...'/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-3840431161447397776</id><published>2008-08-13T16:23:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T16:34:16.552-04:00</updated><title type='text'>love the clouds!</title><summary type='text'>This picture was captured by Google Maps's Street view camera.  This is near my building... I absolutely love the clouds.Here is a close up of the same cloud formation and also an itty bitty view of downtown manhattan.  There's a huge park to the right... where dogs, kiddies and adults come out to play :) and we do have a small stretch of beach (if you can call it that) where the dogs swim while </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/3840431161447397776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=3840431161447397776' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/3840431161447397776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/3840431161447397776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-clouds.html' title='love the clouds!'/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SKNC8i_y_HI/AAAAAAAAADQ/W3LpJnOo98w/s72-c/20080813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-1258270984859301294</id><published>2008-08-07T11:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T11:14:08.785-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Characteristics of the Child Abuse Survivor</title><summary type='text'> Changes in behavior at school or at home. (withdrawal, inattentiveness, or other unusual behavior) Sleep disturbances (insomnia, bed wetting, nightmares) Unexplained and sudden fears Loss of appetite Excessive anger or reckless behavior A new reluctance to spend time with certain people A need for more reassurance than usual Overwhelming knowledge of sexual behavior Isolation from friends, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1258270984859301294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=1258270984859301294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/1258270984859301294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/1258270984859301294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2008/08/characteristics-of-child-abuse-survivor.html' title='Characteristics of the Child Abuse Survivor'/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-5652350765525073008</id><published>2008-08-06T17:18:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T17:30:27.228-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sad sad story</title><summary type='text'>I lost a childhood friend... I heard about it just today.Gautami train infernoI know I'm going to go home and pour over the old photo albums... reminiscing about all the wonderful years we had together as kids.  We were neighbors, siblings, best friends for quite a few years.  Hari was always a wonderful kid.Yes there were times when I thought of him as an annoying little brother poking his nose </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5652350765525073008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=5652350765525073008' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/5652350765525073008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/5652350765525073008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2008/08/sad-sad-story.html' title='sad sad story'/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-733871978818735213</id><published>2008-07-25T17:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T17:47:00.255-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF!</title><summary type='text'>July 24th, 2008:   I came home late last night… around 10:45pm.  I met up with Drew and Lane for some one-on-one time with their dog and some quality time with them.  We had a beer out in our parking lot while we chatted about everything – weed to weirdos!    On my way home, my tummy was creating a ruckus. Obviously! No food since the previous night.      As soon as I stepped inside the house, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/733871978818735213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=733871978818735213' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/733871978818735213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/733871978818735213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2008/07/wtf.html' title='WTF!'/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-2082785122953564631</id><published>2008-07-25T14:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T14:48:10.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>American Maid Servant – Part Two</title><summary type='text'>Wednesday, July 23rd, 2008:     I woke up at 4:30am with a very high fever.  Checked my temperature and couldn’t believe it was 102.  At times like this, I wish I didn’t have to climb down the ladder of my loft bed.      I somehow managed to stumble down… find my way to the medicine cabinet and pop 2 Advil in my mouth.     At 7:45am, I’m still burning up… I text S and let him know that I’m sick… </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/2082785122953564631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=2082785122953564631' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/2082785122953564631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/2082785122953564631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2008/07/american-maid-servant-part-two.html' title='American Maid Servant – Part Two'/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-4699056506901720764</id><published>2008-07-22T10:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T10:58:49.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Day. New Drama.</title><summary type='text'>I had a busy day at work yesterday.  It was good to be so immersed in my work that I barely had time to think about anything else.   I got to my favorite bar (close to home) around 7pm, ordered a beer and was reading my book.  S was supposed to take his parents to the mall.  So I texted him letting him know that I’m at the bar and to please text me back when they leave for the mall.Around 8pm, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4699056506901720764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=4699056506901720764' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/4699056506901720764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/4699056506901720764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-day-new-drama.html' title='New Day. New Drama.'/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-2216353080268281253</id><published>2008-07-21T13:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T13:54:12.031-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is... interesting.</title><summary type='text'>It truly does keep you on your toes eh?Anyways, I've been very busy these days.  I leave work at 6pm but I've been helping a few friends of mine shop for big first dates/weddings etc.I'm not usually the kind of person that enjoys shopping.. but this opportunity has made me realize the joy I get out of helping other people shop. After the whole shopping/hangin' out scene, I head to this awesome </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/2216353080268281253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=2216353080268281253' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/2216353080268281253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/2216353080268281253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2008/07/life-is-interesting.html' title='Life is... interesting.'/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-1162551712624429504</id><published>2008-07-17T11:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T12:10:57.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>American Maid Servant - Day One</title><summary type='text'>July 10th, Thursday:    I had been up until 3am cleaning out the walk-in closet in the master bedroom trying to get S’s clothes folded and put away and get my clothes out of the closet into the guest bedroom.  I must’ve folded about 50 of S’s tshirts and tons of other clothes.  I had gotten the whole closet settled with plenty of space for S’s parents clothes.      S and I had a major argument so</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1162551712624429504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=1162551712624429504' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/1162551712624429504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/1162551712624429504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2008/07/american-maid-servant-day-one.html' title='American Maid Servant - Day One'/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-8301600276725592229</id><published>2008-07-16T17:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T17:10:34.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The story of an American Maid Servant</title><summary type='text'>All I can say right now is that my life is pure torture.  I leave home very early and come back very late.  I’ve lost 7 pounds since this past Thursday. I sleep 2-3 hours a night at the most. And I really want to bitch-slap my boyfriend’s mom.      I’m too tired to tell you the story of the American Maid Servant.  I need sleep.     Brb.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/8301600276725592229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=8301600276725592229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/8301600276725592229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/8301600276725592229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2008/07/story-of-american-maid-servant.html' title='The story of an American Maid Servant'/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-671383943707776620</id><published>2008-07-07T10:41:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T11:12:04.429-04:00</updated><title type='text'>moms are the best!</title><summary type='text'>I owe my mom big time!She came over to my place... for the long weekend... JUST to help me clean out my place for the boyfriend's parents' visit.I celebrated July 4th by throwing out clutter that I didn't even realize existed in my house.  Independence from clutter!And the only way I got it done was because of my mommy! If it weren't for her, I'd be rushing on Wednesday trying to get the entire </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/671383943707776620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=671383943707776620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/671383943707776620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/671383943707776620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2008/07/moms-are-best.html' title='moms are the best!'/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SHIwqpfy9II/AAAAAAAAACw/q2tcLEVTUzY/s72-c/Swing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-7962589884575552820</id><published>2008-06-26T15:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T15:39:00.868-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wilfred is the BEST!</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday, I was hanging out with my colleagues, Wilfred and Ari, in our café.So just to bug Ari, I said “Yo Ari! Wanna peel me an orange?”  And he says “No!” :(Wilfred then asks why I asked Ari to peel me an orange.  I say “Free Willy (which is what I call him), I HATE peeling oranges… but I LOVE eating them!”Today, I walk by Wilfred’s desk and glance over longingly at the beautiful, succulent </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/7962589884575552820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=7962589884575552820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/7962589884575552820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/7962589884575552820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2008/06/wilfred-is-best.html' title='Wilfred is the BEST!'/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-8891348140513950634</id><published>2008-06-25T11:44:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T11:59:08.611-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Future in-laws?</title><summary type='text'>My boyfriend’s parents will be visiting us mid-july.  And get this – they’re going to stay with us for 3 months!    So obviously, I’m stressed.    I’ve got so many insecurities where they’re concerned… especially because they’re the traditional/conservative south Indian couple. And I’m anything BUT traditional/conservative.&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;1.       &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Will they like me?&lt;!--[if </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/8891348140513950634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=8891348140513950634' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/8891348140513950634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/8891348140513950634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2008/06/future-in-laws.html' title='Future in-laws?'/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-355001137617269997</id><published>2008-06-19T17:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T17:15:30.574-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the best thing that ever happened to me..</title><summary type='text'>... was meeting this guy.realization dawned on me a couple of years too late... but it was love at first sight. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/355001137617269997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=355001137617269997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/355001137617269997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/355001137617269997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2008/06/best-thing-that-ever-happened-to-me_19.html' title='the best thing that ever happened to me..'/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SFrMPPTsYgI/AAAAAAAAACo/swX8v0CE-_8/s72-c/SM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-5402095248750543854</id><published>2008-06-19T15:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T16:10:38.665-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the best thing about a twisted ankle?</title><summary type='text'>fewer smoke breaks!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5402095248750543854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=5402095248750543854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/5402095248750543854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/5402095248750543854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2008/06/best-thing-about-twisted-ankle.html' title='the best thing about a twisted ankle?'/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-5214414668378861267</id><published>2008-06-19T14:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T14:26:26.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch!</title><summary type='text'>david s and his wife stopped by my place last night to drop off their 6 month old pitbull/black lab mix pup - inu ichi.inu ichi's the epitome of a super hyper pup!so i decided to take kian and inu ichi for a walk after dinner.  got their leashes on.  left them loose in the corridor and as i opened the side entrance door and started walking down the stairs...BOOM!i tumble!my ankle was at a weird </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5214414668378861267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=5214414668378861267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/5214414668378861267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/5214414668378861267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2008/06/ouch.html' title='ouch!'/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-653593597399285562</id><published>2008-05-09T16:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T17:30:00.374-04:00</updated><title type='text'>pep talk with myself</title><summary type='text'>when you close your eyes, you can see anything you want to see.why then, when you open them, can't you be anything you want to be? what keeps you in your place? what stifles your creativity? what limits your power? what suppresses your potential?be what you want to be.  life's too short.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/653593597399285562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=653593597399285562' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/653593597399285562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/653593597399285562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2008/05/pep-talk-with-myself.html' title='pep talk with myself'/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-7934775596341014505</id><published>2008-05-09T16:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T17:05:51.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'>About me. random. in no particular order.</title><summary type='text'>1. I’m a soon to be 30 year old Indian living in the US for the past 12 years.2. I love animals.3. I LOVE books. I read a book a day.  Ping me to find out how.4. I love dancing!5. I love nature.6. I’m a flexitarian (thanks for a new addition to my dictionary,   snickollet) .7. I’ve got 5 cats.8. I’ve got one dog.9. I like to be alone.10. I was raised by a single parent… Love You, Mom!11. I’m very</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/7934775596341014505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=7934775596341014505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/7934775596341014505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/7934775596341014505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2008/05/1.html' title='About me. random. in no particular order.'/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-193890137522200470</id><published>2008-02-25T14:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T14:15:02.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>show time!i went on the off-broadway binge and saw two shows this past weekend.1. fuezabruta (from the makers of de la guarda)2. flanagan's wakeand guess what i loved... obviously flanagan's wake... me being honorary irish and all :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/193890137522200470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=193890137522200470' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/193890137522200470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/193890137522200470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2008/02/show-time-i-went-on-off-broadway-binge.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-7413371962759506538</id><published>2008-02-25T14:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T14:06:06.951-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's been a while...because i've been in isolation.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/7413371962759506538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=7413371962759506538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/7413371962759506538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/7413371962759506538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-been-while.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-7284296284111272908</id><published>2007-12-17T17:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T17:19:04.365-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>another year gone by... almost.will i wake up to a beautiful summer sun?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/7284296284111272908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=7284296284111272908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/7284296284111272908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/7284296284111272908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/12/another-year-gone-by.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-2264244437440847956</id><published>2007-10-18T12:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T12:29:45.752-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>utter drudgery</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/2264244437440847956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=2264244437440847956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/2264244437440847956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/2264244437440847956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/10/utter-drudgery.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-4579745587189347165</id><published>2007-10-09T12:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T12:14:00.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okay.this is big news!google just bought jaiku! read more..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4579745587189347165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=4579745587189347165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/4579745587189347165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/4579745587189347165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/10/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-284652492801607699</id><published>2007-08-29T16:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T16:41:11.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>birthday wishes!happy birthday cyn and joey!  hope you have a wonderful year ahead... god bless!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/284652492801607699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=284652492801607699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/284652492801607699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/284652492801607699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/08/birthday-wishes-happy-birthday-cyn-and.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-5571244681209822711</id><published>2007-08-21T13:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T13:45:55.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pictures from a weekend in ocean city, md</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5571244681209822711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/RsskUhJLixI/AAAAAAAAABI/B7iUf_2t57s/s72-c/OceanCity+-+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-5355685932109041743</id><published>2007-08-15T16:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T16:14:39.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>how very apt.Virgo AUG. 23-SEPT. 22Nobody loves a good debate like a Virgo. It's a dream come true for you to investigate the why, where and how of a problem. Be careful, though, of winning a discussion if it means that in the process you make someone else wrong. It may not be in your best interest to set someone up for a perceived failure. Winning can also be losing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5355685932109041743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=5355685932109041743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/5355685932109041743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/5355685932109041743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/08/how-very-apt.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-3590282841202750081</id><published>2007-08-08T14:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T14:47:36.854-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Excerpt from an article: Over the past few weeks, my girlfriend has been looking into international cell phone plans. At the Verizon Wireless Web site, she had an online chat with a sales representative. I feel compelled to share this verbatim transcript: A Verizon Wireless online pre-sales specialist has joined the chat. You are now chatting with chelsea.chelsea: Hello. Thank you for visiting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/3590282841202750081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=3590282841202750081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/3590282841202750081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/3590282841202750081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/08/excerpt-from-article-over-past-few.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-2215768800063095871</id><published>2007-07-31T11:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T11:59:13.382-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>why do they say that the pen is mightier than the sword? i'd like to see them go fencing with a ball-point! words are terribly powerful. but so are physical actions and gestures. you can't just talk, write, argue or persuade your way from here to the victory you desire. you have to cut something.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/2215768800063095871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=2215768800063095871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/2215768800063095871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/2215768800063095871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/07/why-do-they-say-that-pen-is-mightier.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-6326494608977437974</id><published>2007-07-25T15:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T15:48:56.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i miss you...a lot.i wish things hadn't ended the way they did.i was very sick last night... and in my state of delirium, i was calling out to you.and you weren't there.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/6326494608977437974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=6326494608977437974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/6326494608977437974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/6326494608977437974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-8780018626968237235</id><published>2007-07-16T12:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T12:20:35.172-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what you think of me is none of my business.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/8780018626968237235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=8780018626968237235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/8780018626968237235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/8780018626968237235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-you-think-of-me-is-none-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-4440774692251933523</id><published>2007-07-02T14:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T14:50:13.558-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>nine deadly sins of cell phone use'Butt dialing' is one of them! read more...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4440774692251933523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=4440774692251933523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/4440774692251933523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/4440774692251933523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/07/nine-deadly-sins-of-cell-phone-use-butt.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-4398632873478657419</id><published>2007-06-20T17:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T17:28:01.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Vatican issues 10 Commandments for driversheh funny.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4398632873478657419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=4398632873478657419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/4398632873478657419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/4398632873478657419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/06/vatican-issues-10-commandments-for.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-6158490486978788155</id><published>2007-06-14T13:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T13:45:26.941-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>interesting mornings and i had set our alarms for 6:00am.  his alarm goes off 15 seconds before mine does. and its the most irritating piece of music i hear every morning! so it goes off. he wakes up and hits the snooze button. mine goes off. i trudge out of bed and walk all the way to the window to shut it off. as i walk towards the bathroom, bleary-eyed and in an almost drunken-like stupor, i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/6158490486978788155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=6158490486978788155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/6158490486978788155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/6158490486978788155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/06/interesting-morning-s-and-i-had-set-our.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/RnF9DL3OF_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/QdiUmtKtd-o/s72-c/Kian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-3989858812234689581</id><published>2007-06-07T12:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T12:11:12.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm selling an xbox 360.like newin perfect conditionused only once!someone get this thing off my hands.  i don't even play games.  email me at foolmaker@gmail.com if you're interested.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/3989858812234689581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=3989858812234689581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/3989858812234689581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/3989858812234689581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-selling-xbox-360.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-5811507623958064507</id><published>2007-05-25T16:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T16:14:16.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>will this day ever end?everything that could go wrong, went wrong.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5811507623958064507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=5811507623958064507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/5811507623958064507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/5811507623958064507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/05/will-this-day-ever-end-everything-that.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-7804790162307177136</id><published>2007-05-24T16:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T16:34:42.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>American Idol is finally over!Jordin Sparks wins!wasn't her dad a former NY Giant?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/7804790162307177136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=7804790162307177136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/7804790162307177136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/7804790162307177136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/05/american-idol-is-finally-over-jordin.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-8711572987248870067</id><published>2007-05-24T15:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T15:41:30.367-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>extremes are attractive. i'm a creature of passion.  i like intense experiences.  there's something very dull about commonsense.  even when i try to restrain myself, a part of me rebels.  the further i err on the side of safety, the more i end up yearning to take a walk on the wild side.  maybe i'm being wiser in deliberately courting adventure.  i'm letting steam out of a pressure cooker that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/8711572987248870067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=8711572987248870067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/8711572987248870067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/8711572987248870067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/05/extremes-are-attractive.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-2515278741767521974</id><published>2007-05-24T15:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T15:23:54.722-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>how can something which seems so right, when i'm in one frame of mind, seem so wildly inappropriate when i'm in another?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/2515278741767521974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=2515278741767521974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/2515278741767521974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/2515278741767521974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/05/how-can-something-which-seems-so-right.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-762299927208875074</id><published>2007-05-23T14:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T14:23:16.917-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>revisiting my past:as the spring flowers started to bloomand my heart was filled with newfound dreamshe cast me away.and this time doesn't disappear.its right there.reminding me of cruel reality.and this yearpierces my distant broken heartwith words.mere wordsof consolation.do you rememberwhat your eyes held?my heart through my eyes.i remember that smileso amazed.so curious.i am pinch-ingly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/762299927208875074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=762299927208875074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/762299927208875074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/762299927208875074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/05/revisiting-my-past-as-spring-flowers.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-6410984403024350470</id><published>2007-05-11T09:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T09:17:49.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dear blog,i fell in pee yesterday.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/6410984403024350470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=6410984403024350470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/6410984403024350470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/6410984403024350470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/05/dear-blog-i-fell-in-pee-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-1810920319806837803</id><published>2007-05-09T09:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T09:13:32.472-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>when i feel as if nothing in this world makes sense, there's only one thing i can do: nothing.it's the only thing that makes sense.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1810920319806837803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=1810920319806837803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/1810920319806837803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/1810920319806837803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/05/when-i-feel-as-if-nothing-in-this-world.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-288160618504122316</id><published>2007-05-09T09:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T09:10:33.281-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i risk therefore i amthese words are from an ad i saw on the subway this morning.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/288160618504122316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=288160618504122316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/288160618504122316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/288160618504122316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-risk-therefore-i-am-these-words-are.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-4239010711660310940</id><published>2007-05-01T10:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T11:00:46.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>we don't letthe rays of sunshine warm our world or our hearts.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4239010711660310940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=4239010711660310940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/4239010711660310940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/4239010711660310940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/05/we-dont-let-rays-of-sunshine-warm-our.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-8690183243609426912</id><published>2007-05-01T10:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T10:48:31.108-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what is the difference between an uneducated fool and an idiot with a master's degree? self awareness.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/8690183243609426912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=8690183243609426912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/8690183243609426912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/8690183243609426912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-is-difference-between-uneducated.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-2482535358606757658</id><published>2007-04-23T09:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T09:21:46.625-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>news alert... NOT!on  payday, it's still a man's world</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/2482535358606757658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=2482535358606757658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/2482535358606757658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/2482535358606757658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/04/news-alert.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-7313985561311357897</id><published>2007-04-19T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T11:03:52.654-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i need an image change desperately!me: i would love to meet this doghe: he'd probably like you.. then again, everybody likes youhe: new sitcom : Everybody Likes Tishai'm really sick and tired of being liked by everyone... constantly being told how sweet and lovable i truly am.i know this post might sound pompous... but trust me, i'm fed up!how am i supposed to be the high flying Biz Dev shark </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/7313985561311357897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=7313985561311357897' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/7313985561311357897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/7313985561311357897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-need-image-change-desperately-me-i.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-2890972696624066281</id><published>2007-04-18T09:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T09:18:54.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fewer baby boys born?women will rule!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/2890972696624066281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=2890972696624066281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/2890972696624066281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/2890972696624066281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/04/fewer-baby-boys-born-women-will-rule.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-5418639130176782466</id><published>2007-04-17T15:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T15:46:03.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>cheers to the little ones!Tiny mites rediscover the joy of sex</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5418639130176782466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=5418639130176782466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/5418639130176782466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/5418639130176782466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/04/cheers-to-little-ones-tiny-mites.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-6007532376006812228</id><published>2007-04-16T15:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T15:36:39.303-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>me: mmm... good food and good sex.he: yeah i know! dont talk abt either...  already i'm feeling a lil hungry for you know what [wink]me: well then, get yourself a girlfriend, so your hand can get some rest! :D hahahhahahahahahh</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/6007532376006812228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=6007532376006812228' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/6007532376006812228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/6007532376006812228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/04/me-mmm.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-3814297610442752821</id><published>2007-04-16T14:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T14:18:01.392-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> There are no mistakes in life. now there's a universally accepted truth that absolves us from a multitude of sins!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/3814297610442752821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=3814297610442752821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/3814297610442752821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/3814297610442752821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/04/there-are-no-mistakes-in-life.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-3630606611253163389</id><published>2007-04-16T14:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T14:13:11.317-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gdkzen: we are not surfers; we are drifters.  Flotsam in the tides of time.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/3630606611253163389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=3630606611253163389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/3630606611253163389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/3630606611253163389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/04/gdkzen-we-are-not-surfers-we-are.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-5396537440687096667</id><published>2007-04-16T13:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T14:03:01.290-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i feel likei'm being pulled in several different directions.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5396537440687096667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=5396537440687096667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/5396537440687096667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/5396537440687096667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-feel-like-im-being-pulled-in-several.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-7534225771516428331</id><published>2007-04-10T15:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T15:20:45.215-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In the ocean of existence, we are all surfers.--Anonymous</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/7534225771516428331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=7534225771516428331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/7534225771516428331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/7534225771516428331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/04/in-ocean-of-existence-we-are-all.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-5929925006779428110</id><published>2007-04-09T10:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T10:50:58.208-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Quit Stats:Your Quit Date is:  3/24/2007Time Smoke-Free: 16 days, 10 hours, 42 minutes and 29 seconds   Cigarettes NOT smoked: 329Lifetime Saved:  2 days, 12 hoursMoney Saved: $112.00 Yummy!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5929925006779428110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=5929925006779428110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/5929925006779428110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/5929925006779428110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-quit-stats-your-quit-date-is-3242007.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-1219792439766037343</id><published>2007-04-04T17:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T17:15:53.524-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the world, it often seems, is full of people who know better than us. we must be constantly on the lookout, lest they catch us out. yet in reality the world is really full of people who are equally anxious not to be found making a mistake. maybe this is why so many of us are opinionated and arrogant. that's our smokescreen.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1219792439766037343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=1219792439766037343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/1219792439766037343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/1219792439766037343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/04/world-it-often-seems-is-full-of-people_04.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-6065329601233865421</id><published>2007-04-04T17:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T17:15:52.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the world, it often seems, is full of people who know better than us. we must be constantly on the lookout, lest they catch us out. yet in reality the world is really full of people who are equally anxious not to be found making a mistake. maybe this is why so many of us are opinionated and arrogant. that's our smokescreen.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/6065329601233865421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=6065329601233865421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/6065329601233865421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/6065329601233865421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/04/world-it-often-seems-is-full-of-people.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-6681170179035209858</id><published>2007-04-02T17:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T17:25:55.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its been10 days since i quit smoking!i'm just taking one day at a time.  one craving at a time.i think i'll get there.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/6681170179035209858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=6681170179035209858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/6681170179035209858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/6681170179035209858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-been-10-days-since-i-quit-smoking.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-5625044616575081464</id><published>2007-03-15T19:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T20:03:31.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>something i noticed recently:everyone is always busy. if people are not actually doing what they need to be doing, they're sitting around wondering why they are not doing it and are busying themselves frenetically with anxieties about their apparent failure. all of us, though, know how to stop being busy with one thing when an even more urgent call on our time and energy is made. how busy am i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5625044616575081464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=5625044616575081464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/5625044616575081464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/5625044616575081464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/03/something-i-noticed-recently-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-4759607604988110704</id><published>2007-02-27T17:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T17:08:23.854-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>these days we all suffer from information overload. too many emails, texts and faxes. too many websites, channels and stations. everyone is trying to tell us something or sell us something. in the midst of this, we have to deal with what truly matters. and then there are the interpersonal emotional messages. the vibes, the moods, the subtle signals.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4759607604988110704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=4759607604988110704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/4759607604988110704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/4759607604988110704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/02/these-days-we-all-suffer-from.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-8882192262911497330</id><published>2007-02-27T17:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T17:06:12.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>if time goes on forever, why do we all have so little of it? if space is infinite, why do we keep staring at the same old walls?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/8882192262911497330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=8882192262911497330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/8882192262911497330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/8882192262911497330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/02/if-time-goes-on-forever-why-do-we-all.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-5671101514385160537</id><published>2007-02-20T11:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T11:45:17.195-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am absofuckinglutely in love with animals.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5671101514385160537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-7408353703758639998</id><published>2007-02-15T11:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T11:28:28.371-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the best part of my day yesterday:a v-day card from the hedgie queen herself!yay. beaucoup love to cyn for such a beautiful card!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/7408353703758639998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=7408353703758639998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/7408353703758639998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/7408353703758639998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/02/best-part-of-my-day-yesterday-v-day.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-8538562493159910562</id><published>2007-02-15T10:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T11:24:54.751-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow. what a v-day!m was supposed to pick me up from my office at 7pm and then onwards to my favorite restaurant for dinner. (we're not very creative, you see).Awashbeing one of the last-minute shoppers, i left work at 6:10pm to look around SoHo for a suitable gift. walked in the bloody snow for more than an hour and then realized i was too far away to walk back quickly. couldn't find a cab or a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/8538562493159910562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=8538562493159910562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/8538562493159910562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/8538562493159910562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/02/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-1904122953070997241</id><published>2007-02-14T15:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T15:17:45.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ugh.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1904122953070997241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=1904122953070997241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/1904122953070997241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/1904122953070997241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/02/ugh.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-1147297292817628782</id><published>2007-02-07T16:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T16:23:20.237-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>relationship.the word is essentially limited.how can you ever describe the texture of a desire space constructed and inhabited?but then, all words are similarly limited, for they destroy the very thought that demands the words the moment a word comes into existence to try and describe a thought.. thoughts are better left as nebulous clouds... formingdissipatingfiltering them through a sieve of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1147297292817628782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=1147297292817628782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/1147297292817628782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/1147297292817628782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/02/relationship.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-705369499411822677</id><published>2007-02-07T16:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T16:22:11.175-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/705369499411822677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=705369499411822677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/705369499411822677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/705369499411822677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-6873647467786739395</id><published>2007-02-07T08:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T09:00:08.877-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my all time favorite: Beauty and the Beast</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/6873647467786739395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=6873647467786739395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/6873647467786739395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/6873647467786739395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-all-time-favorite-beauty-and-beast.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-2115234678992619529</id><published>2007-01-31T16:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T16:59:32.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Artist: Ronnettes LyricsSong: Be My Baby LyricsThe night we met I knew I needed you soAnd if I had the chance I'd never let you goSo won't you say you love meI'll make you so proud of meWe'll make 'em turn their headsEvery place we goSo won't you please(Be my be my baby) Be my little baby(I want it only say) Say you'll be my darling(Be my be my baby) Be my baby now(I want it only say) Ooh, ohh, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/2115234678992619529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=2115234678992619529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/2115234678992619529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/2115234678992619529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/01/artist-ronnettes-lyrics-song-be-my-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-1321245807856487622</id><published>2007-01-30T13:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T13:41:41.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> jadedjadedremembering LuciferExitto the left... Realmabstract and undefinedBringto me my life and worldextinct;lost;a dream?bloodstreaming from my eyesdown my faceto my navela stop on gravelEmptybody, mind and soulCease to resistfor I don't exist.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1321245807856487622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=1321245807856487622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/1321245807856487622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/1321245807856487622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/01/jaded-jaded-remembering-lucifer-exit-to.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-1763490894998763714</id><published>2007-01-30T11:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T11:28:22.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> there is a chance that my gamble may pay off.i know this.that's why i'm taking it.there is also a chance that it may not.i know this too.maybe that's why i'm worried.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1763490894998763714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=1763490894998763714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/1763490894998763714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/1763490894998763714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/01/there-is-chance-that-my-gamble-may-pay.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-3714153582878843990</id><published>2007-01-27T05:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T06:32:42.178-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Song: My Favorite Things  LyricsRaindrops on roses and whiskers on kittensBright copper kettles and warm woolen mittensBrown paper packages tied up with stringsThese are a few of my favorite thingsCream colored ponies and crisp apple streudelsDoorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodlesWild geese that fly with the moon on their wingsThese are a few of my favorite thingsGirls in white </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/3714153582878843990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=3714153582878843990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/3714153582878843990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/3714153582878843990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/01/song-my-favorite-things-lyrics.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-3705859452670660370</id><published>2007-01-27T05:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T05:29:15.032-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>was iborn in the West, where white and violet mountains lift in pursuit of the delicate tall clouds, and tumbleweed rolls in pursuit of the horizon?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/3705859452670660370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=3705859452670660370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/3705859452670660370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/3705859452670660370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/01/was-i-born-in-west-where-white-and.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-7120300759457720385</id><published>2007-01-27T02:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T04:10:34.355-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what a gloriously cold saturday morning...and i'm at work! :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/7120300759457720385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=7120300759457720385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/7120300759457720385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/7120300759457720385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-gloriously-cold-saturday-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-2212789525906637719</id><published>2007-01-26T10:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T10:19:24.251-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>in search of that elusive quality called...contentmentwe travel to the ends of the earth.we search the streetsscour the shopsstare deep into the eyes of strangers.we always look for somethingthat will excite ussatisfy a cravingsoothe a raw or troubled nerve.then do we get what we are looking for?sometimes.briefly.but, always,it seemswe mustcontinue the hunt.our wandering eyeis forever in searchof</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/2212789525906637719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-8896760536414685179</id><published>2007-01-26T10:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T10:11:55.699-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my austrian cross...i miss it.  i can't find it anywhere at home.  i'm so sad :(</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/8896760536414685179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=8896760536414685179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/8896760536414685179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/8896760536414685179'/><link 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href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/116982351760530463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=116982351760530463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/116982351760530463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/116982351760530463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/01/todays-weather-in-my-area-cold.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-116965768233773991</id><published>2007-01-24T11:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T11:54:42.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>there are more than six billion people on our planet. how important then, can any of us be as individuals?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/116965768233773991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=116965768233773991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/116965768233773991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/116965768233773991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/01/there-are-more-than-six-billion-people.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-116965763630593129</id><published>2007-01-24T11:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T11:53:56.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so i frowned. and he whispered in my ear:never frown because you dont know who is falling in love with your smile.and so i frowned even more.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-116898744708356464</id><published>2007-01-16T17:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T17:44:07.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sometimes its impossible to write.these days i feel completely disengaged from everything...like i amenclosed in a sheet of glass through which i see and hear only if i strain to do so...feels like i am just repeating myself though... inside this case of glass thoughts and sounds and words just bounce back and forth... nothing goes anywhere.yes sometimes is impossible to write.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/116898744708356464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=116898744708356464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/116898744708356464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/116898744708356464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/01/sometimes-its-impossible-to-write.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-116854202289853092</id><published>2007-01-11T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T14:07:51.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the airy composition of the sky suits me just fine.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/116854202289853092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=116854202289853092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/116854202289853092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/116854202289853092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/01/airy-composition-of-sky-suits-me-just.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-116854189067136891</id><published>2007-01-11T13:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T13:58:10.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Plus ca change, plus c’est le meme chose.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/116854189067136891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=116854189067136891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/116854189067136891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/116854189067136891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2007/01/plus-ca-change-plus-cest-le-meme-chose.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-116491667386370954</id><published>2006-11-30T14:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T14:57:53.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Antikythera MechanismLONDON, England (Reuters) -- An ancient astronomical calculator made at the end of the 2nd century BC was amazingly accurate and more complex than any instrument for the next 1,000 years, scientists said on Wednesday.The Antikythera Mechanism is the earliest known device to contain an intricate set of gear wheels. It was retrieved from a shipwreck off the Greek island of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/116491667386370954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=116491667386370954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/116491667386370954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/116491667386370954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2006/11/antikythera-mechanism-london-england.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-116298102617921237</id><published>2006-11-08T05:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T05:17:06.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Most Indian men want virgin brides: pollif you want to read more of this bullshit, click here</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/116298102617921237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=116298102617921237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/116298102617921237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/116298102617921237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2006/11/most-indian-men-want-virgin-brides.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-116297759915793338</id><published>2006-11-08T04:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T04:19:59.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i ought to.i should.it is expected of me.i owe someone this.it is my responsibility.blah blah blah.life is so much more enjoyable when i act out of inspiration, instead of obligation.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/116297759915793338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=116297759915793338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/116297759915793338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/116297759915793338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-ought-to.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-116297749013572887</id><published>2006-11-08T04:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T04:18:10.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's funny how you can know someone for years, and then suddenly realise that there is much about them that is a mystery to you.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/116297749013572887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=116297749013572887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/116297749013572887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/116297749013572887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-funny-how-you-can-know-someone-for.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-116297745116616927</id><published>2006-11-08T04:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T04:17:31.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>as fast as i'm losing faith in an old belief, i'm gaining enthusiasm for a new way at looking at life.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/116297745116616927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=116297745116616927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/116297745116616927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/116297745116616927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2006/11/as-fast-as-im-losing-faith-in-old.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-116297518302735600</id><published>2006-11-08T03:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T03:39:43.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a beautiful fall pre-dawn.mild chill. a bit of rain. breathtaking!hopefully i should get out of work early today.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/116297518302735600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=116297518302735600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/116297518302735600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/116297518302735600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2006/11/beautiful-fall-pre-dawn.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-116283947355437330</id><published>2006-11-06T13:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T13:57:53.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesi still miss you.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/116283947355437330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=116283947355437330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/116283947355437330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/116283947355437330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2006/11/yes-i-still-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-116231447518816568</id><published>2006-10-31T12:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T12:07:55.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Halloween.Sly does it. Tiptoe catspaws. Slide and creep.But why? What for? How? Who? When! Where did it all begin?“You don’t know, do you?” asks Carapace Clavicle Moundshroud climbing out of the pile of leaves under the Halloween Tree. “You don’t really know!”     —Ray Bradbury, The Halloween Tree </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/116231447518816568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=116231447518816568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/116231447518816568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/116231447518816568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2006/10/halloween.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-116198595077512643</id><published>2006-10-27T17:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T17:52:30.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>finally made the jumpfrom IT to Business Development.this should be interesting :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/116198595077512643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=116198595077512643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/116198595077512643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/116198595077512643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2006/10/finally-made-jump-from-it-to-business.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-116188397430923119</id><published>2006-10-26T13:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T13:32:54.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>umbrage is free.take as much as you like.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/116188397430923119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=116188397430923119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/116188397430923119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2388593/posts/default/116188397430923119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/2006/10/umbrage-is-free.html' title=''/><author><name>foolmaker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16220795616076077788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CeKlAwmNa-E/SCS2iFGExPI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FLJl73S4eY/S220/MeOcean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388593.post-116188385885700517</id><published>2006-10-26T13:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T13:30:58.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>every time i try to catch my confidence, i find myself fishing in a seemingly empty pool. or worse, i cast my line and sense a bite. but i end up just reeling in a rusty tin can of an old disappointment or the abandoned boot of nervous fear. and right now, i simply can't afford to be despondent, gloomy or even angry.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/116188385885700517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2388593&amp;postID=116188385885700517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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