<?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-16821851</id><updated>2011-08-29T02:47:43.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>s fromda west</title><subtitle type='html'>Its A.G. inda AZ</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>208</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-117191648150398604</id><published>2007-02-19T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T12:21:21.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>been awile agian, but this wekend was a blast</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;ROLLERDERBY ! ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Dust Devil 2007 in tucson...&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;What a great day, we went on saturday for day two... it was GREAT!!!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wee, Geezah, and E went down to E's ma and dad's house in tuscon and it was such a cool house. The back yard was plush, with a great view back out on Tucson... we had some pizza from Magpies, which I'd never had as was tasty!!! mmmmm... again the curse of Papa J's... none of the locations would deliver to us, they just popped us along between three different stores... it was funny cause the exact same thing happened to us when we were all psysched for Pappa J's in Flagsatff, on new years... but Magpies did themselves proud, an I was drinking Gin and Juice, God knows why... to get rid of the bottle mostly I guess... but Tuscon and Rollerderby weekend somehow qulified gin and hawiian punch with a splash of whitegrape juice in der too, for good measure...&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3693/1607/1600/764892/web-dd2007-logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3693/1607/320/564811/web-dd2007-logo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;saturday we got there for the end of the first bout between the Texecutioners and the Sincity Neander dolls... both teams skated der asses of but the experience of the Texecutioners &lt;a href="http://www.txrollergirls.com/"&gt;http://www.txrollergirls.com/&lt;/a&gt; showed in the end and they won...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sincity&lt;a href="http://www.sincityrollergirls.com/"&gt;http://www.sincityrollergirls.com/&lt;/a&gt; was great in their orange and black tiger stripes and Shana th'dead got a golden skate award for her efforts... Other great were Bruce Killis, Trish the Dish, and the whole team did great...    Texas rolled smoothly, it was the first time Ive seen them, after hearing soooo much, but I must say we were all empressed... Slim Kickins, LUILLE BRAWL (POSSIBLY THE BEST NAME OF THE DERBY!!  WE ALL EFFIN DIED!!!) Bloody mary, sic shooter and all the rest really took it too 'em.  well done too all in the bout...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;some pics are here &lt;a href="http://www.photoshelter.com/usr-show/U0000hVs6Ivl3eoY"&gt;http://www.photoshelter.com/usr-show/U0000hVs6Ivl3eoY&lt;/a&gt; theyre great, this person did a great job capturing the speed and spirit of the derby... im givin only props here, but if you have a problem with me linking you, please just let me know in comments and i'll take ya off, no worries : ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The next bout was &lt;a href="http://www.ratcityrollergirls.com/"&gt;http://www.ratcityrollergirls.com/&lt;/a&gt; RAT CITY versus &lt;a href="http://www.bayareaderbygirlsgirls.com/"&gt;http://www.bayareaderbygirlsgirls.com/&lt;/a&gt; and rat city roller, despite BAD's best efforts... Rat city was great and theyre fans were too!!!  we were sittin right in the middle of them, and they all were nothin but smiles and laughs, we all had so much fun... and THE RATMAN HOULAHAN was the best mascot ever...not just rollermascot, but better than any college mascot or pro, be it the phillie phanatic, or the pittsburgh parrot, hell id go as far as even say stayley the bear...  and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Drew blood, Valtron 3000&lt;/span&gt; (great names both) &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;rettig to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;rumble&lt;/span&gt;, with the skull painted face was a FBomb menace out there, taking folks down!!! &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hideous braxley&lt;/span&gt; gets the PHD award for oddest refernece that my brother and sister will enjoy... there coach was chuck bury, and there was some funny, tshirt/ myspace thing going on in warm ups that the BAD Girls wore a picture from his myspace on their t's, i think i got that right... but the best name of the derby might just have to go to &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;PIA MESS&lt;/span&gt; 24/7 of Ratcity, she had the funniest name, and was quite dope on the skates.. jammed her ass off, and well, if you were there you know!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bad was great too &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Kit Turbo, Racey Lane, Evil red, polly pure dread &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;was great too, her little baby was holding up a sign that said "my mommy can knock you down!" it was fun, great fans great team, rough game, RATCITY got my new fave team awrd... rock on ratcity!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then it was time for our favorite &lt;a href="http://www.azrollerderby.com/"&gt;http://www.azrollerderby.com/&lt;/a&gt; AZRD!!!!!!  vrs  KCRW the rolling warriors, in red and white, and wowser, we thought in the prebout warm up, no no no is it a roll up??? no in the warm up that there was no way that &lt;a href="http://www.kcrollerwarriors.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://www.kcrollerwarriors.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; would be able to touch my favorite skater ever &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;MINK STOLE, and her girls the tent city terrors... brickhouse, babe ruthless (LOL), pardon my french, denise lightning and whos nuts ????  DEEZ NUTZ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and the geez wore his bad news beaters shirt, our fav team in phx and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Rayna Rage &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;gave him some love for it, pre bout when we were walking around looking at stickers... it was the best bout ive ever seen, really, not that ive seen a million or anything, but it was so, close, for so long, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;kc&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;  was really quick!!! i mean really quick.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;snot rocket...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yah you heard me... snot rocket, a close number 2 in the best name of the derby catagory, was  lean,mean and quick as hell!!! at several points the whole stadium, minus us AZRD fans were standing and chanting "SNOT ROCK ET!  SNOT ROCK ET!!! and i thought to myself, no i can die a happy man because Ive married the woman of my dreams, &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; heard a rollerrink full of tattooed people, drunkenly chant SNOT ROCKET!!! LOL oooo man it was the best... but she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dee claw, jessika abbid, and Dominant Jean XX,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; my personal best allaround skater of the day, that i saw, was great too... LOL the name kills me and the number on top of that... aaawww man! i died when i saw that!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;truly back and forth the whole way, our girls rocked... but in the end KC beat em... ooo man, the place was RAWCUS!!! it was nuts, soo fun, but really we couldnt beleive it... so we left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and kc skated so well, and our girls tried so hard, in the end we were just to sad to stay for the next match, and we left dejected, back to the beautiful backyard, and a shitton of white russians (had to finish the kaluha)... we watched a rerubn of snl, with JT and AS doin "dick in a box" oooh that shit killed us too... and drove back yesterday : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was a great weekend i cant wait to travel a little and see more teams... I met what i can only assume to be a windycity roller girl &lt;a href="http://www.windycityrollers.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;http://www.windycityrollers.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;who stopped me cause i was rockin the  white, pin striped, cubs jersey and she showed me her tats.. but now that i think of it i dont think they were there, but she had  the cubbybear on one forarm and the beaer on the other, reppin the chi... i said i was from waukegan though and she laughed and said close enough!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cant wait to see &lt;a href="http://madrollindolls.com/"&gt;http://madrollindolls.com/&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://mnrollergirls.com/"&gt;http://mnrollergirls.com/&lt;/a&gt; and more, but i hope i never see KCRW again!!!! just kiddin... Wee, Geez, E, I had a blast... we should try and get one mo derby in before summer... but we'll see... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY PESIDENTS DAY TO ALL,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and support your local rollergirl!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-117191648150398604?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.tucsonrollerderby.com/dustdevil2007/' title='been awile agian, but this wekend was a blast'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/117191648150398604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=117191648150398604' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/117191648150398604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/117191648150398604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2007/02/been-awile-agian-but-this-wekend-was.html' title='been awile agian, but this wekend was a blast'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-117020271518508071</id><published>2007-01-30T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T15:36:39.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beavers 52 Dragons 51 !!!!</title><content type='html'>I know its been awhile since my last blog, please forgive my spike in responsabilities at work... haha but that was accompanied by an admin of the year award, so i guess it was worth it. That being said I stayed home today because my friggin throat is KILLING me!!! And my wifey Wee seems to be coming down with the same thing...
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So wee rented a few movies to watch while wasting our day on the pull out couch, cloriseptic throat spray close at hand, hot chocolate and the dogs to keep piur toes warm! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We rented Flyboys, which I thought was about the tryouts for male In Living Color Dancers, but was a WWI plane shooter flick... It was really good though, a little bit ogf a love stroy thown in there for good measure, but a lot of action and all in all worth the watch... I also rented the Jerk with steve martin, cause Wee has never seen it and its a classic, and Employee of the month with dane cook, cause he kills me too!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But what to ouir wonderous eyes did appear on HBO, after we finished flyboys??? Teen Wolf !!! Which Wee has never seen either, and just a few weeks ago Hugo and I put that in the top 5 of her must see list... Teen Wolf being Marty Mcfly, I mean Scott Howard, plays on his High school basketball team (the beavers) and they win the last game versus his arch rival and his team the dragons... I love this movie it can always make me smile, but the bball montages suck!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The music sucked, the action sucked, and Im not lying when i say this but there was like 5 shots of the same layup in one montage... and in the SECOND bball montage in the movie, yah i said it the SECOND bball montage, which really cmon, just show us a picture of the school paper saying BEAVERS Win, cause there were montage shots from the first montage in the second montage!!! did they think we wouldnt notice they were playing a blue team, and that jersey that just got posterized with another patented layup is in a brown jersey....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Coolest part of the movie is either the fact that Francis from Pee Wee's big adventure was the big man in the middle rockin number 55... Or that Marty Mcfly, I mean tean wolf wore number 42... THE ANSWER from Hitchikers guide to the galaxy...or that teen wolfes girls name is Boof.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;yah thats probably it Boof.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-117020271518508071?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/117020271518508071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=117020271518508071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/117020271518508071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/117020271518508071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2007/01/beavers-52-dragons-51.html' title='Beavers 52 Dragons 51 !!!!'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-116344412531749250</id><published>2006-11-13T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T10:55:25.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle Beaner...DEAD</title><content type='html'>Thats right freindly reader... your luvable guest writer Dr Beaner is playing long time best buddy/ fellow sports nut/ your dear writer...me in fantasy bball this week. This, coming a day after I finally got my fantasy football team
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/val.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/val.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;



"The Chris Knights of Colombus" to .500, beating the Benchedwarmers soundly 110-67. Now its beaner's turn... his Beaners Allstars shall fall to my Beat Street Breakers.... lead by none other than... my favorite... Ron Artest. &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/aaaron.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/aaaron.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the only other fantasy bball league i have ever been in was with Beaner when we were mere boys at the U... At that time i had my hair cut short, with a "part" down the middle... actually it was a shaved line... ala Adrock, late 90s Beastieboys... like a thin reverse mohawk... well Ron Artest showed up that year with the same hair cut... and since he was already my favorite rookie that year, i went the very fitting team name of "The Ron Arteset Haircuts". I think i finished dead last that year... LOL but it was fun... a reason to go to the computer lab... get absoloutely no homework done, but still feel like I accomplished something...LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/beatstreet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/beatstreet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beat Street : Taking Uncle Beaner to the 3rd rail like Ramo did Spit!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and if you have to ask... you'll never know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-116344412531749250?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/116344412531749250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=116344412531749250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/116344412531749250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/116344412531749250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/11/uncle-beanerdead.html' title='Uncle Beaner...DEAD'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-116242337335567594</id><published>2006-11-01T14:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T15:22:53.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last saturday night we went to E and Steve O's murder mystery party... and it was fuuuuu uuun!!!  It was a 1920's mystery, based around a speakeasy called the 4 deuces... they held the party at E's mom's house, which is actually right around the corner from the chapel we got married in... and actually, actually we all got ready in that house, pre wedding stylies...
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;But E and her ma really decked the house out... it looked just like a brothelish, speakeasy, cabin.  the decorations were great complete with maniquins, feather boas, a food spread to die for (including chocolate fondu fountain of love!!!! 
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Everyone (30 maybe) came dressed in that era and had already gottn their parts to play... some people did really awesome, their costumes were perfect and they acted it all out so well, i could hardly tell if they really were... but the first murder happened... the only planned one...and we had to watch for clues as to who murdered him... and then there was also 4 other murder weapons that one could find via clues again and use those however they saw fit... heres where it gets fun!
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Steve O was the owner of the club and my boss, i was his bouncer, and there was a suposed rival gang in from new yrk (we were in the chi) but noone knew who they were... so i went out and tried to gather clues as to why these guys were around and what their business was, and then there was another murder... it was our accountant who was brokering a deal between steve and the first murder victim (steves business partner)... i never found a murder weapon so I was kinda worried... then Wee got murdered, she was a soiled dove who was possibly in the know about the first murder...
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh yah and there was fake money involved... and i was dealing cards for a bit and hid the "houses" money after the game... a little while later one of the other soiled doves comes up to me asking me about the NY gang and who was in it... I didnt tell her anything and told her if one of them wanted to talk to me then come on over... bright idea eh?  find out whos tryin to muscle in on my bosses turf!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I talked to this guy and they offer to buy me out, and they'll let me in on a little secret... I said i'd get back to them, and as i'm walking back over to my boss, the lady intercepts me and wants to talk... "I think I just heard that youre next!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"What?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah i heard one of your bosses guys telling him that you were selling out to the ny gang and he's coming for you... so i went up to steve the bossman and talked to him, not about that, but just shooting the shit trying to have him tip me off one way or another... i though he was acting kinda weird, so I went back over by the NY gang guy and asked him if he knew where the last murder weapon is...and he did, and said he knew someone whod do it for a total of 2000 dollars....so i ran back to where i hid the money and grabbed it for him, 10 minutes later someone yelled "the boss had been killed!" and i was officially a member of the NY gang...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;about 10 minutes later it was all over... we all counted our money, wrote who we thought killed the first victim, voted on best actors and costumes and other small things... I was the only one who guessed who the murderer was... the guys who i payed to off my boss ended up with the most money, and then i asked steve if he was going to kill me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;he said no and i had to confess that i had him murdered cause i thought that he was going to...Hahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and then we all went to PJs Village Pub and continued to drink beer and do shots, and ooooo come 2 am i qwas already hurting baaaaad... we got home, and finally fell asleep around 330 or so...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;it was sucha blast if you have the chance to ever go to one DO!  or even throw one of the parties... i imagine it was alot of work, E and her ma hooked it all up by themselves and did a gorgeous job of it... everything was perfect from the chocolate fountain (can you tell i liked this part) all the way down to the vodka mixers that slid like bathtub gin!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thanks E and steve yall are the best...Wee and I had sucha good time!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cholla &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-116242337335567594?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/116242337335567594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=116242337335567594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/116242337335567594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/116242337335567594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/11/last-saturday-night-we-went-to-e-and.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-116158091580354958</id><published>2006-10-22T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T22:24:07.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last set of bach night pics</title><content type='html'>heres Molly and i... And I'm either telling some to hang loose, or mol that she is a good girl (thats the sign we use for our deaf dog for good girl)... and Molly is wishing for something? Or hasta pee, whats with that face? Or is making a special little gun to emphasize an important drunken point.... LOL

&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/Picture%20095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/Picture%20095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and heres one of the f'ing marlboro man all hopped up on steroids and strippers, with long distance...smashed... chadly is going badly to worse in this very photo, and hugo hanging all over me,what i am saying or why im throwing up an old Waukegan gang sign... i have no idea, alcohol was involved....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/Picture%20073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/Picture%20073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the week was crazy!!! I mean it was just the longest party of our lives, thanks for everything everyone... people came from a long way away... I still gotta get my pics of audrey and trenda up here... bt wowser!!! Everyone i talked to after just laughed at their own drunkeness... so many emails and phone conversations that jsut went "ooo man that night i got here we all got sooooo wasted!!! Me and so and so, did such and such and OMG!!!" hahahaha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I saw this shot of L Boogie, her look of utter disbalief summed it up best!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/Picture%20102.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Thanks again to everyone, these small blogs due the week, nor you guys justice, we love you all.. I just wanted to post some of the good pics... the funny ones...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;speaking of funny ones I'll leave you with this cheesy joke:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;didjya hear the one about the two attenaes that got married?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The wedding was okay but the recepotion was AWESOME!!!
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-116158091580354958?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/116158091580354958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=116158091580354958' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/116158091580354958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/116158091580354958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/10/last-set-of-bach-night-pics.html' title='last set of bach night pics'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-116158003654622677</id><published>2006-10-22T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T22:23:18.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>in the future</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/Picture%20122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/Picture%20122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our little world will be attacked by alein beings, bent on sucking all of our brains out through our navels... it will be the united front of L Boogies that save the day... that give the human race a seond chance... and here is a foto of the two coolest L Boogie Mofo you ever won know!!!
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They of course could never protect one from the dreaded...
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nut shot!!! Illustrated beautifully here by, and quite ironically Richard... photo by Chadly go Badly, circa bach night 2006. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/Picture%20104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/Picture%20104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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Richard of course recovered beautifully and is seen here later having a dink with six while the bride and groom watch some other crazy duo do some other crazy thing... LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-116158003654622677?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/116158003654622677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=116158003654622677' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/116158003654622677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/116158003654622677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/10/in-future.html' title='in the future'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-116157919198182330</id><published>2006-10-22T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T22:22:59.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures from thursday night</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thursday night before the wedding was the bachelor/ bachelorette party...&lt;/strong&gt; there is another picture a few posts down of all of us leaving the circle K in the VOC... the boys all went up to Flagstaff for dinner and a few beverages at one of the many fine local establishments...

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heres a few of the boys leaving that fine establishment... the waitstaff was encouragable!
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/Picture%20111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/Picture%20111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This on was from the Pub after we all met up back in the village.. me,ry,chad, and long distance
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/Picture%20087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/Picture%20087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Nifer bustin a move... everyone had a blast&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-116157919198182330?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/116157919198182330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=116157919198182330' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/116157919198182330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/116157919198182330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/10/pictures-from-thursday-night.html' title='pictures from thursday night'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-116157858218466372</id><published>2006-10-22T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T21:43:02.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random pre wedding week shots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/Picture%20061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/Picture%20061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;



heres a shot from thursday night, bachelor party, right before leaving the VOC...
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from left to right for does of yas who don no nutin bout nutin...
Booshkie, hugo, me, richard, mike, brett, steve o aka geezah. bottom row: ry, j, chadly go badly, benny aka "longdistance". 


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me whooping up on Hugo, post bar, maybe wednesday night or maybe thursday in the garage...

Hugos shirt was th best... "Dorothy Mantooth is a Saint!" 










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and my darling sister and I at PJs Village pub, maybe tuesday nighy... no no deffinately wednesday...  we tend to chill in the Dart Accessoriesareas no matter where we go.









and thats a few more pictures...  are we having fun yet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-116157858218466372?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/116157858218466372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=116157858218466372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/116157858218466372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/116157858218466372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/10/random-pre-wedding-week-shots.html' title='Random pre wedding week shots'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-116157784878755970</id><published>2006-10-22T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T21:30:48.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>old pictures</title><content type='html'>We finally got internet at the casa, and so I can get some of these old pictures up, these were from like last spring, when Me and Chad went up and shot some hoops in old Jerome... That old basketball court up there is so cool, truely old school, andit feels like its hanging right on the side of the world.



&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/DSC00301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/DSC00301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dunkin' on fools and that hoop was like 12 feet high!!! LOL it was the light air due to the higher elevation.
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/DSC00295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/DSC00295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at that box out position!!!  This was still during one of the longest winning streaks in modern professional sport... I had beaten Chad like forever in a row, untill recently when he defeated me 21-19 in the VOC at the courts over on Red Rock Rd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-116157784878755970?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/116157784878755970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=116157784878755970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/116157784878755970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/116157784878755970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/10/old-pictures.html' title='old pictures'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-116119356767013927</id><published>2006-10-18T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T11:14:19.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>orange roses for autumn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;orange roses&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;




&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AUTUMN yaaaah!!!!
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As I sat Monday night and watched the Bears starting up the second half of their worst game of the year, I thought to myself out loud. "FFFFUCKINGGG SHIIT!!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I could already feel it in my bones, the feeling of a blown game, the feeling that the Bears really are cursed on monday nights, the there goes the perfect season feeling... and then Wees phone rang and it was one of her besties... Autumn (pictured above)  aka 'fwiendship' she was calling from Zoomers (a bar in Cottonwood) where she was watching the game and evidentally feeling that Wee might not be 100% safe with the Bears sucking the way that they were...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wee hung up the phone, and I SHIT YOU NOT, the very next play the Bears scored their first touchdown... A few minutes later the Bizzies scored again and the rest as they say... is history, Bears come back to win, the night is saved, Wee and I laugh and I apologize for dropping the F BOMB 9,000 times in the previous 4 hours... and everything is AG... I guess you can say... that Fwiendship pretty much saved the day!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;So to all of you Bears fans who would like to thank her for singlehandedly saving our season... please write your thank yous here and I will get the message to her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-116119356767013927?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/116119356767013927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=116119356767013927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/116119356767013927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/116119356767013927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/10/orange-roses-for-autumn.html' title='orange roses for autumn'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-116103817463178789</id><published>2006-10-16T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T15:36:14.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMFG!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.funrestarea.com/pages/can_crusher.shtml"&gt;http://www.funrestarea.com/pages/can_crusher.shtml&lt;/a&gt;
this should set womans lib back a few decades!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-116103817463178789?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/116103817463178789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=116103817463178789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/116103817463178789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/116103817463178789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/10/omfg.html' title='OMFG!!!!!'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-116103749269687619</id><published>2006-10-16T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T15:27:30.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday night/ weekend recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/bbbb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/bbbb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DA BEARS ! ! !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chadly go badly is going down for it in PHX. As well as B stein and even some of my guys from waukegan are flying in for it. Am i going? NOPE. Goddamn devil he and the man made a plan that has kept me at work until 4 today and the trip down to the stadium is 2 hours at the least... I thought about trying to make it... but it's not worth it, the bears are gonna blow it up anyway!!! So i'll be home watching the game, drinking a Guiness or two. : )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This weekend was pretty fun. Friday night, Wee, me, chad, wrigley all went up and camped in Flagstaff... near by where we camped a few weeks ago. We got there right at sundown, got the camp up, and a fire started and then... &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;RAIN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sprinkled off and on until we went to bed... The fire kept us warm, and our clothes never really got too wet... we played the new trivial pursuit 80s edition... it was no contest. C'mon I'm the trivia master, no matter the edition... but if you wanna get some 80s edition action on... at least it wont hurt for that long... I'll finish you quick... I mean, one of mycorret answers was Momar Khadaffi (misspelled here) but answered correctly... how many other african nation leaders do you know that had an adopted child killed by the US? well okay theres probably thousands... but in the 80's? that narrows it down to at least a hundred or so... and how can you NOT LOVE a game where the game piece choices include 'love a lot bear' and a trapper keeper... i was the trapper, DUH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/bbbtp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We drank some kind brews... oktoberfest, wheat ales, and a dark one from cali somewhere... and then I drank about a pot of coffee with about a fifth of baileys mixed in... and stayed up by myself for an hour or so... we were waaaaaay back there in the woods all by ourselves, and Wee took Wrigley in to sleep with her... so I sat out and listened to the rain that was coming down a lot harder by then... listened to the fire crackle, and then heard something rather large breaking bush branches, and snapping forrest floor twigs... I couldnt see it, even with my flash light... visions of the Predator started popping into my head... not visions of him when he was visible, but member that effect that they used that kind of rippled the air where he would be... yah, i was imaging that... It could have been the half case of beer that i drank or the baileys and coffee or the smoke... or it probably was an elk or squirrel or raccoon... i decided not to test it and just hit the sack...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It continued to rain hard all night long, so much so that we figured it was in or best interest to call it a camping trip that morning and just head home... oooooo that hot shower felt so good, and a bowl of cereal and a cup of coffee sans baileys this time and I was prime for football... squeezed a nap in there around 2 and got ready for the pub... it was Larrys last night... the pubs longtime barteneder who is moving on to Telluride, the lucky bastard... so we had some drinks there with steve o the geezah and elise, and went back to our house for... more trivial pursuit 80s ed.!!! Which I won again...no big deal. I mean the only thing that kept the other T.P. games close was the fact that I wasnt alive when most of the stuff happened, and have to rely on what I have heard or read... Now with this one I was actually alive during those times??!!...pppsscchtt forget about it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cant wait to come home and kick my family's ass in it on christmas eve...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If my punk ass brother doesnt go out and buy it and try and commit it all to memory, or write it all down on a cheet sheet, and paste it to the cup cupboard door... &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/bbbry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ryan, who sang with rick james on the song 'party all the time?'"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Uhh lemme get a glass of water while i think...(opens cupboard) O yah, that would be eddie murphy!" I'll be watchin you Ry!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have agreat night everyone...mol sure would love a post from you some time biatch... I'll be YOUR fairy blog father..."GET IT GOING MOLLY! WE ARE SICK OF F'ING BABY PANDAS!!!!!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BEARDOWN!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-116103749269687619?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/116103749269687619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=116103749269687619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/116103749269687619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/116103749269687619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/10/monday-night-weekend-recap.html' title='Monday night/ weekend recap'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-116068346417481308</id><published>2006-10-12T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T13:04:24.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>u gotta give that red heaed bitch her props</title><content type='html'>Laura from Proj Runway can make tattletailing seem classy... I loved it only because I think that tat kneck dude is a jerk...  ever since he gave that other young lady so much trouble, earlier in the season.  I know I have such trouble with 'membering their names, so all you diehard project fans gimmie a break, all I know Michael is my guy and he's truly gonna be pimp causa his braces.

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But when i was in kindergarten and had a little detroit tat on my kneck, and was making a hand traced turkey, or maybe it wasa paper plate pumpkin and that little red head bitch told on me that I had my holmie Bobby help with gluing the eyes on.... she told the teacher!!!  And I got busted, and Bobby got busted, and had to sit alone at lunch, all sad, just waiting for lunch recess...

&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Shiiiiit- lunch recess finally came and that ho got some sand down the back of her dress!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-116068346417481308?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/116068346417481308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=116068346417481308' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/116068346417481308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/116068346417481308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/10/u-gotta-give-that-red-heaed-bitch-her.html' title='u gotta give that red heaed bitch her props'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-116058926051794479</id><published>2006-10-11T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T10:54:20.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>let halloween begin</title><content type='html'>love this time of year, ghosts, ghouls, hauntings.  Tonight Ghost Hunters new season starts on sci fi channel... its no project runway, but it is one of my favorite shows...  In the same vein, we are going to try and stay down at the San Carlos in PHX, it is really haunted... supposedly by 2 kids, a young woman and a native american...

&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Ghosts, and withces... I had never heard this theory but check it out, it's really quiote interesting!

&lt;a href="http://www.hbci.com/~wenonah/history/ergot.htm"&gt;http://www.hbci.com/~wenonah/history/ergot.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-116058926051794479?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/116058926051794479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=116058926051794479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/116058926051794479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/116058926051794479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/10/let-halloween-begin.html' title='let halloween begin'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-116042209286664886</id><published>2006-10-09T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T12:35:07.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend recap</title><content type='html'>First of all Dr Beaner really took it to Urbstreet this weekend, and opened up a 4 game lead. "MSU over Michigan was an idiots pick, if I dont say so myself. I just wanted to bust Beaners balls a little cause he's sucha damn Wolverines fan."  said Urbstreet


&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;2nd thing is Wee and I went down to Scottsdale for my freind Sirmac's wedding. His bride (meaghan) was beutiful, he looked quite dapper himself, and the venue was gorgeous. It was at Windmeyer golf resort, up in the hills of Scottsdale. The night before it we all went out and stayed out until like 100... Wee and I were staying at one of my work's resorts and didnt have a room for the wedding night. B Stein offered his guest room for the eveniing but by the time 800 rolled around Wee and I were wasted and decided to try and make it back up the hill, to our little cozy house... we did, made it back at like 1100, and I was so full of cofee that i wasnt even tired, so when Chad got home a few minutes later and asked if I wanted to go out I said yes... Danny Rhodes and the messengers were playing at the pub... he is an awesome Nawlins trained blues guitrist, so we bobbed our heads cooly as we slammed a few pitchers and went home.


&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Sunday I watched football. GO BEARS!!!!
another huge win, and Sexy Rexy helped me beat Chad in fantasy football.
The Chris Knights of Columbus 83-79 over the Mary Samsonites... i moved to 3-2 on the season.
Getting things turned in the right direction...

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Saddest thing from this weekend: watching the ILLINI homecoming game with a room full of alumni at TEAKWOODS restaraunt in Scottsdale AZ... and watching them lose to the goddamn Hoosiers of Indiana... are you kidding me?


&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Best thing about the weekend: seeing guys at Sirmacs wedding that I hadnt seen in 5-10 years... they haven't changed a bit.  I really dont talk to ole Waukegan peolpe anymore, haven't since I moved to the wisco... made for some awkwardness, but really it just made me llong for the freinds that I had made in wisco... the best buncha weirdos EVER!!!

I love you all!!!
have a good week, I'll try and post more... work makes it hard these days...
I have a lot of responsabilities... and in the immortal words of cheech
"having responsabiliy is a heavy responsability man."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-116042209286664886?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/116042209286664886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=116042209286664886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/116042209286664886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/116042209286664886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/10/weekend-recap.html' title='Weekend recap'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-116017034691323778</id><published>2006-10-06T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T16:11:58.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LSU/Florida - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Beaner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The battle in "The Swamp". Should be the best game of theweekend. Both teams have very good defenses and both offenses are good too(but not as good as the defenses though). This will be a very hard hittinglow scoring game. The Gators escape with a close victory (just because ofthe home field advantage) and Chris Leak leads them to victory. Finalscore 13-10
&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;urbstreet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; i like the tigers in this one... mostly cause i think leak isa choke... that and i miss mardi gras, i havent been in like 4 years... boooo not going to mardi gras.... yeah beer in arizona.... yaaah tigers... gonna upset the gators in their own swamp... bite marks and all LSU 21-10&lt;/span&gt;

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MSU/Michigan- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;beaner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;BIG rivalry game in the Big Ten at the Big House. This gameshould not even be close. Michigan has handled most of their opponentsrather easily this year, and MSU has just not looked very good (how do youlose to Illinois in football AT HOME!). Not to mention their star QB is alittle knocked up, and their leading rusher is out for the year. But, thisis a rivalry game. These two teams always play close games and this onewill be no different. Michigan wins, but it is closer than they wouldlike. Final score 24-17 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;urbstreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;onl&lt;/strong&gt;y 2 words for ya&lt;strong&gt; MUCK FICHIGAN &lt;/strong&gt;spark one up sparty fans the green is perfect this weekend. MSU 19-17 in a classic!&lt;/span&gt;


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Texas/Oklahoma - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;beaner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I think more people would be talking about this game ifthe Sooners wouldn't have gotten "jobbed" by the officials in that Oregongame. But, it is The Red River Shootout, always a classic. OU's defensehas not shown me much this year, in fact they are HORRIBLE. Texas D is thestrength of their team and all 11 guys will be trying to stop Mr. Petersen.OU should play them tough (Adrian Petersen is going to show everyone why heshould be taken with the #1 overall pick this spring), but in the end, thebetter defense wins out. 28-14
&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;urbstreet &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;texas actually has a D thats the story here. The horns are going to run all day and not stop. OU loses big, and the whole sooner state crys an red tear... for another loss in the red river shoot out.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/ballooo.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;BEARS v DUCKS this will resemble a cartoon more than a football game.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
Oregon/Cal - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Beaner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Normally I don't give any Pac Ten games any love (unless USCand their dance squad is involved). This should be a typical Pac Ten game(lots of offense and not defense to be found). Both teams can run the ballvery well, and the team that can run the best should win. Jonathan Stewart(no, not the guy from the Daily Show, the running back for Oregon) will puton a show, but as everyone who is a Ducks fan knows, this is not the sameteam away from Autzen. The refs aren't there to save Oregon this game, andCal wins in a shoot out 42-35&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;rbstreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; just like pissing beaner off, thats the only reason i keep putting pac 10 games up here... its good fo his heart to get a little adjitated once in awhile. I agree with him, its horrible to watch, but fun to see on sports center highlights at night... this one is no exception as neither defense remembers to tie their shoes and the offenses have huge days... Oregon 64-62 4 ots... mark my words.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and GO ILLINI my sis in in champainge celebrating homecoming... could the orange go 2 games in a row with a win?  party on regaurdless people... We're  in Scottsdale for a wedding all weeknd... yall be GOOD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-116017034691323778?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/116017034691323778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=116017034691323778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/116017034691323778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/116017034691323778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/10/lsuflorida-beaner-battle-in-swamp.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-115931098053937662</id><published>2006-09-26T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T15:56:17.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tuesday's suck.
Work is so busy, no football on for days...
Nothing exciting going on in the VOC except for potroast night at the pub,
but after doing that 3 weeks in a row, the potroast has officially lost its draw.


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Nothing huge planned for this weekend, laying low again im sure, which is good.
the weekend of the 7th though were going down to scottsdale for
one of my old holmies from waukilla's wedding, it should be a blast.


&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/ahikke.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i think imma call in a sanity day tomarrow, since im going to end up at work until like 7 tonight, waiting to talk to my boss about marketing issues... and I have a mojority of my work completed already... i'm goin to hike up to the top of this instead. It's called gunsight hill... the gunsight being that little slit towards the right of the picture. I've only hiked it once, its actually more of a &lt;em&gt;climb&lt;/em&gt; than a hike so I'm leaving Wrigley the wonder mutt at home... she'll be sad, but at least she wont end up being jelly on a rock!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thats all I got...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just a little mid week update for yall...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;unlike my sister who thinks we all wanna read the same article about f'ing baby pandas everyday of the week!!! hahaha love ya mol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-115931098053937662?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/115931098053937662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=115931098053937662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115931098053937662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115931098053937662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/09/tuesdays-suck.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-115894815844681162</id><published>2006-09-22T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T12:32:50.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>college football weekend preview</title><content type='html'>Last weekend was seperation saturday and Beaner pulled ahead of Urbstreet by a game. DR.Beaner is 8-2
Dirk Urbstreet is 7-3 with an upset pick


&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;This weekend's slab of games is a doozy:
&lt;strong&gt;PSU/OSU&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dr.Beaner&lt;/span&gt;Last year is a distant memory when these two teams meet. If youthought ND put the beating on poor Joe Pa, just wait until he meets up withMr. Sweatervest and the rest of the Buckeyes at The Shoe. This game couldget very, VERY ugly. A young o-line, young d-line and a young secondary isnot a good thing to have when going on the road. Not to mention a youngQB, who his last start at a tough environment, was destroyed (and that wasagainst a porous defense). Young linebacker (and son of former wrestlerAnimal from the Road Warriors) James Laurinaitis and the rest of the OSUdefense will be rolling in this one. 48-10.  &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Urbstreet- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My teary eyes now turn to the scarlet and silver of the Buckeyes as my beloved Irish have stumbled.  And my own Chris Knights of Columbus have started out 0-2... I dont think PSU has the gunns to match with Ginn and his boys and the bucks have revenge on their mind from the loss last year in appalacia.  OSU 28-3&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;strong&gt;Wisconsin/Michigan&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;r. Beaner&lt;/span&gt; This goes back to the same line as game #1. Lastyear an upstart team beat a hated rival at home (who would have thoughtStocco could run so fast?). This time the game is not played in thefriendly confines of Camp Randell at night, but in The Big House.Wisconsin is a team that wants to pound the football, but isn't thatexactly what Michigan might do best? Whoever wins the battle of the lineswins this game. It will be close, but for a rookie head coach and hisfirst REAL road game (playing Bowling Green in the Cleveland Brownsstadium, where there were more empty seats than Green fans does not count)as head coach will get tested. The game stays close (like the gamesbetween these two always do), but in the end it will be a long pass fromChad Henne to "Super" Mario Manningham (du, du, du, dudududu) that will winthis game for the Wolverines. 24-10 &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Urbstreet-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;  Gotta go Wolves here too, even though MUCK FICHIGAN is my family Motto... Camp Randall at night in september, its gonna be a cold one... Michigan will keep it on the ground and run over the Badge Crew... wheres Moss when yuo need him? Oh yah in Racilla smokin crack.  Michigan 45-18&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;strong&gt;ASU @Cal&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;D. Beaner&lt;/span&gt;I almost refuse to do anymore Pac 10 games (Gonna pull a BobStoops and just pull them off of my schedule). Seriously though, maybe thePac 10 officials should be sponsored by Lens Crafters, they could all getfree glasses (or at least vision tests). How do you miss that on side kickcall, not once, but twice?????????? Onto the game. I'm going to go withCal in this one. They are at home, and I like their running game. ASUjust scares me (they had trouble with one of those Division 1 AA schools, Ibelieve Northern Arizona). If you have troubles against that, Cal is goingto be a rude awakening. 35-28 &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Urbstreet- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;C'mon beaner!!!??? Pac Ten action is exciting!!!!  High scoring, on turf, each team made up of guys who couldnt get into the WAC or mountain west... or ohio valley, this is football baby!!! Note my sarcasm... worst thing about moving out here top the AZ is pac 10 football... I dont wanna hear anything about my Jax in Flagstaff... I'm going ASU though devils look tough- 21-20 on a late score.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Northwestern/Nevada&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dr. Beaner&lt;/span&gt; Northwestern does it for their fallen coach RandyWalker, and their new head coach (and former linebacker at NW) Fitzgeralddoes the job. 35-31. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Urbstreet- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Aaaw man you know that John and Joan Cusak will be in attendance as their alma mater takes on the fight slot machines... o no i mean wolf pack.  Gotta go NW here as I was born a pigskins throw from the Ryan  stadum and the train tracks. I'm goin Wildcats all the way 19-18 cause that was the year my pop was born and he was a NW alumni.  &lt;/span&gt;


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&lt;strong&gt;ND/MSU&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dr. Beaner&lt;/span&gt; The Irish cause me to miss a game last week, and I'm not makingthat same mistake again. Fat Charlie needs to stay away from the buffetsand get into the film room to figure out what happened last weekend againstMichigan. If you like offenses, you will love this game. Bothquarterbacks will be playing on Sundays next year (if you haven't DrewStanton play, he is going to be a VERY good football player). The game isvery close, but in the shootout, you have to go with the gunslinger/scrambling QB, Drew Stanton carries Sparty to the W for the secondyear in a row. Plus, how can you go against the school that has Kermit theFrog as the grand marshal for their home coming parade??????? 49-42&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; Urbstreet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- this is how you go against that kernit shit . ND 23-7 Quinn gets back on track an the spartacus' lose a non conference game... No one fears going into east lansing, maybe if they played home games in Flint someone might get a little scared but Kermit, Miss Piggy, the swedish chef,... it wont matter who they bring the Irish roll.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;In fantasy I play my wifey poo and her LOS PAVOS who are 1-1 to my chris knight of columbus who are 0-2.  My team just cant all get on the same page at the same time... Pray for me to at least keep it close.

&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And if youre an old school gamer dork like myself peep this:
&lt;a href="http://www.somethingawful.com/index.php?a=4093" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;http://www.somethingawful.com/index.php?a=4093&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Weekend outlook: Tonight Fish fry at tthe pub with my new fam in law, at the pub.  Then probably a few more drinks with the Geezah.

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Tomarrow:              Irish football
Sunday:                    Breakfast with fam in law and aunt my aunt and uncle/ bears game.

kinda uneventful I know, but give a guy a break...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-115894815844681162?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/115894815844681162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=115894815844681162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115894815844681162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115894815844681162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/09/college-football-weekend-preview_22.html' title='college football weekend preview'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-115886575840243476</id><published>2006-09-21T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T12:16:38.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a random mid week blog</title><content type='html'>Laugh if you will,
6 I know you won't you'll only give me props...
but I am now a card carrying memeber of the PROJECT RUNWAY watchers of America.


I have been just a timid watcher, pretending not to watch, peeking in from the kitchen while Wee watched the show. Washing dishes, catching watching the reflection in the mirror of the TV in the other room... Everytime Wee would turn around I'd throw my head back into scrubbing dishes, or playing with the dogs, or whateveer I was doing., trying to keep my comments to myself, so I wouldnt tip her off to my interest... that charade ended last week when I sat and watched it with her for the first time. Wee is the best, cause she never really makes fun of me for any of my goofy as tendencies or silliness.


Last night I got f'ing pissed, brokedown and yelled at the TV for the first time... as if Heidi Kluums announcement to bring those two losers back on was an official calling a Bears touchdown back for holding. Fucking BITCH... I hated that little Richard guy and his dumbass glasses, but not as much as I hate tat kneck detroit guy. I wish he would have got the cut last night, but o well...


my holmies are the Laura and Michael Knight... wheres kit? always have been... I thought that she did the best, and Michael was a close second... Jeffs a punk and his clothes look like a bad Whitesnake video... hope he's off next. But there you have it a straight mans blog of project runway...


Holla at a blogga if you see em in da street!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-115886575840243476?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/115886575840243476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=115886575840243476' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115886575840243476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115886575840243476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/09/random-mid-week-blog.html' title='a random mid week blog'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-115834490001408683</id><published>2006-09-15T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T13:13:02.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>golden case</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;
College weekend preview.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;u&gt;The week of the GOLDEN CASE"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/ggg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michigan/ND&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dr. Beaner &lt;/span&gt;There is no better fall tradition than the annual Golden Case bet that used to take place in the lovely university of UW-Bongwater. Rivalry games like these always come down to the little things. The team that makes the least amount of mistakes and wins the battle at the line of scrimmage will win this game. There is also one more factor to take in, and that is playing at home. Michigan has not won a home road opener in a LONG time (in fact I believe it was 1999 was the last time they did win a road opener). The game will be close and very hard fought, but Notre Dame and the fat man with the help of Touch Down Jesus squeak out of there with a narrow win 24-21 (Michigan does cover the spread).
&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dirk Urbstreet: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Oh you know I gotta go Irish all the way!! Quinn sure shut all the doubters in the nation "the FUCK up!!" last week. And him with the ground game makes me think this one could get ugly early... Weis is a genius, pure and simple, i heard a rumor that under the golden dome, there on campus, someone is going to paint a sisteen chapelesque painting of Weis and Quinn touching pointer fingers. Irish big 33-10&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;LSU/Auburn&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;DR.Beaner-&lt;/span&gt;Probably the best game of the weekend (with a weekend FILLED with games). Whoever wins this is primed to win the SEC West. Both teams are FILLED with talent and speed everywhere. This will be a very exciting game to watch. I am going to go with the Auburn to win this game. Kenny Irons is a star, and will run Auburn to victory. 28-21
&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dirk Urbstreet- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;OOO i disagree with ya here ol' buddy. I agree Auburn is tougher than tough, but I cant bet against dem Tigers. Its speed versus speed and I heard after the game they are taking off the jerseys and having a track meet... Auburn might win that but the game will be 21-14 LSU watch for the huge special teams play to break the game open.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Florida/Tennessee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;DR.Beaner&lt;/span&gt; - Which team will show for Tennessee (the on that blew out Cal, or the one that almost lost to Air Force)? Fat Phil will try to get his team to play like they did in week one, but I don't like this match-up for Tennessee. Florida has a veteran QB in Chris Leak (once he is finally done at Florida he will own most, if not all of the passing records) and watch out for freshman Percy Harvin. The boy can FLY. Florida wins in a close game 21-14
&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dirk Urbstreet- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Vols are tough, and if they wanna run late in conference they need this game. Florida's quarterback Leak is neccessarily a good thing... we've all seen what he can and cant do... but since Tennessee is not inside the state of Florida, Leak should be able to pull it out.&lt;/span&gt;
FLA all the way 19-10.

&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miami/Louisville&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dr.Beaner&lt;/span&gt; - Is Larry Coker scared about this game or what? He could be looking at two losses for his team and we aren't even out of September yet! Even if you win a national title for your team, you have to win (especially at a football factory like Miami). They need to get THE U's old swagger back (maybe asking Luther Campbell to write a theme song for them and having the players all dress in army fatigues like in the late 80's would do the trick?). This game all comes down to one thing, and that is NO BUSH for Louisville. Michael Bush got hurt week 1 and is out. The missing preseason Heisman candidate Bush will allow Miami's defense (who is very good as usual) to just concentrate on Mr. Brohm (who himself is coming off injury from last year). I think Miami wins, 28-17
&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dirk Urbstreet-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Without Bush this one is a wash. I woulda went Miami anyway, but now it really could get ugly. Louisville will soon be a national power, but they are still a few years away from being the real deal... "The fake U" making Dre a happy man 35-13.&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Nebraska&lt;/span&gt;/USC &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dr.Beaner&lt;/span&gt;- This is the first time Nebraska has played a meaningful game in September in a long time (last time they did they were running the option). The game will be close, until the end. USC is just too good and has too much talent (not to mention it is a road game for the Huskers) in the end. Tune in to watch the QB play, stay to catch a glimpse of the SC Song Girls. USC wins 35-24 Clemson/Florida State - The Bowden bowl. Father versus Son. In an upset, the old man takes the loss. You almost lost last week to Troy University (not USC the Trojans from Troy, but the UNIVERSITY OF F*CKING TROY!!!!!!!!!!!!!). The only thing FSU has going for them besides the strong play of middle linebacker Buster Davis play is you might spot Jenn Sterger (aka the cowgirl) in the crowd.
&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dirk Urbstreet- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I heard that they signed the contract for this game 8 years ago. Back when USC was the laughing stock of the Pac 10. Now the shoe is on the other foot, and this one could be a blow out... I hate the trojans, but hafta say they'll beat the Bugeaters by at least 20...&lt;/span&gt;
USC 42-7.

&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;THE ORANGE BOWL&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/orange.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/orange.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/ochief.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/ochief.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Cuse v. Illinois&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/ochief.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Illinois/Syracuse&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dr. Beaner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - The only way this game is watchable is if it was played in November, and was played in Assembly Hall (featuring the basketballteams).  Both of these teams are pretty awful, one (Illinois) more so thanthat other (Syracuse).  A battle between basketball schools on thegridiron.  Both teams do have some young talent, too bad both teams are ayear or three away from being competitive week in and out (Cuse almost didget a BIG upset last week against Iowa, who was without Mr. Tate though).After watching parts of the Illinois/Rutgers game last weekend it will be along year for Illini fans.  To quote a poet (who died 10 years ago thispast week), "Keep ya head up" (love ya Pac); B-ball is right around thecorner for you Illini fans, so go cheer for Da Bears while you wait forWeber and his boys to play.  The Cuse win this one rather easily 35-3............................................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dirk Urbstreet-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; after waking up last saturday a little bit late and turned on the tv and what did I see?  Effing Rutgers up 30-0 on my boys... A little family history here... my Grandpa grew up in east syracuse, went to and graduated from Syracuse U and then made his way out to Illinois... where eventually all 5 of his 6 offspring went to U of I... so this is a family rivalry of sorts... who sucks more is what this game will be broken down to.  and unfortunately I think old cheif Illiniweik will be the one on his knees this weekend.  Cuse in a route 44-21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;have a nice weekend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lets go Chris Knights of Columbus!!!! Playing division foe AZ Stormers... should be good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-115834490001408683?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/115834490001408683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=115834490001408683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115834490001408683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115834490001408683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/09/golden-case.html' title='golden case'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-115816774799440486</id><published>2006-09-13T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T12:16:53.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cmping with Frank, Karen, Caves, and poisonous Catapillars!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/FRANKME.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/FRANKME.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
We needed some camping in our lives sooooo badly... the trip kept getting postponed... we'd get someone to go up with us and they would ditch out at the last second like... we even had one couple say they were coming, say they were coming and then cancel when we had already been at the site for a few hours, and had it all pimped out..........................................

So me and Wee were like fuck it! We are going this weekend regaurdless, up to Flagstaff, into the woods and doing it by ourselves if we hafta. Not that that is a bad thing, but camping is so much more fun when you have a bunch of people. At least 4 so ya can play Euchre. Well guess what?!!! This time Karen, Wee's girl from work and her Hubby Frank came along. We went into Flag early and watched the ND game and then met Frank n Kar at the store for some last minute camping needs, and then off to campsite........................................................................

It was a great cozy night... the fire was warm, and there was so much fell wood that we kept it going until bed... we camped on the banks of a dry wash... that I'm sure is a rushing river come the spring melt from the mountains that cap Flagstaff like one of those old Bears stocking hats, complete with orange and blue fuzz ball ontop. But Frank and Karen are so fun, we all just kinda went for a little hike, had a buncha beers and just talked and laughed....... I had brough a B with me, and what I had left in the bag... so that was all good, but after the B was done I was like "fooookkk!!! We had no bowlski, no papers, no nothing.... o wait, no, we had empty icehouse cans!" thats right we canned that shit!!! old school stylies and it was fookin hysterical. So we hung out until about 1 or so and then retired to our cozy new tent, for what turned out to be a great sleep in our new two man sleeping bag........................................................

Next morning we woke up, Wee and Karen made pancakes and bacon on our habatchi (sp?) and then we went to take some pictures in the wilderness. We found this cave that went back into the cliff about 30 feet, and was around 10 feet wide. Kinda hidden by bushes but when we got up in there we noticed that someone had found this before us, because there was a little bench made of a long fell tree and a few rocks, and a stretch of carpet in there, really dirty but someone had to have holed up there at some point..............................................................

Well we came out of the cave right after this picture and Wee's hand bumped into a small bush.  And let out a small yelp... and by the time I looked back at her she was holding her hand in pain.  We looked at it and her right ring finger was already swollen.  OUCH OUCH OUCH!!!

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/CAVE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/CAVE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Sogot a picture of it just in case we had to make a trip to the hospital and then we headed home.   She got really sick/ naucious and it lasted like the whole day.  I was starting to get worried but she assured me that shed be okay.  She was and in the morning when she got to work she looked up the photo of the catapillar....



&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/CATAP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/CATAP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


here is the scariest catapillar you ever want to see, or bump into...









effing grusome eint it... well it is a IO moth larva, and it is poisonous... nausea is a side effect of bumping into its pokies... and this is what Wee found online about it... check it out...
&lt;a href="http://www.ext.vt.edu/departments/entomology/factsheets/io.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;http://www.ext.vt.edu/departments/entomology/factsheets/io.html&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;IT COULD SAVE YOUR LIFE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-115816774799440486?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/115816774799440486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=115816774799440486' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115816774799440486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115816774799440486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/09/cmping-with-frank-karen-caves-and.html' title='Cmping with Frank, Karen, Caves, and poisonous Catapillars!!!'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-115800202076126650</id><published>2006-09-11T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T12:28:05.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Football weekend</title><content type='html'>First off.... &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BEARS&lt;/span&gt; over the Pack 25-0.
Lets just start there, and pause a minute, have a moment of silence for all of my wisconsin readers.... I know there are quite a few. Memeber those days when i lived in the wisco and the Pack beat the bears at least twice a year for all 6 years I was there? and it sucked! Well now the shoe is on the other suck and I love it!!!!!!!
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Secondly,
Notre Dame... HUGE WIN OVER Penn State. Awesome!!!! Me and Wee watched the game in Flagstaff at Maloneys Pub before we went camping on Saturday night.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;College Recap&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;DR.Beaner&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dirk Urbstreet's&lt;/span&gt; pick from last week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ND 41 v PSU 17&lt;/strong&gt;
DR.B.-ND 42-35
D.H. - ND 29-21
The good doctor Beaner almost called this one... both guys get it right. well done!
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OSU 24 v Texas 7&lt;/strong&gt;
DR.B- OSU 28-10
D.H. - OSU 35-20
Ohio state rolls and the game is a little bit more of a blow out than our boys thought.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAL 42 v Min 17&lt;/strong&gt;
Dr.B.- Cal 35-10
D.H. - Cal 9-3
Again both of our boys are starting to look like studs as they get yet another game right.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Georgia 18 v So. Carolina 0&lt;/strong&gt;
DR.B.- Ga 28- 14
K.H. - Ga 40-20
100% for the week, we need to get some tougher picks to make fotr next week.

and the upset pick of the week must hafta be the tie breaker...
and if thats the case... Dirk wins because Dr. Beaner called the Fresno upset of Oregon, but the ducks of oregon rolled. 31-24 in a close one... but Dirk called the huge upset of a top 20 team... Boston Collge 34-33 over the highly regaurded Clemson Tigers.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And next week an old rivalry is renewed. For the 10 annual golden case game.
Back in 1996 Dr. Beaner and Dirk Herbstreet attended The U together and began placing a small wager of a case of keystone ice on this game. Beaner (back then, pre grad) grew up a Wolverines fan and Dirk grew up ND thru and thru. ND is 3-1 in the past 4 years, but this will be the biggest installment in a while as both teams have national title aspirations.

&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fantasy recap:&lt;/strong&gt;
I had some no shows as far as some of my picks went, like Joey "da bust" Calloway who put up &lt;strong&gt;NO &lt;/strong&gt;points for me... and my "stud" runningback Shaun Alexander only got me like 5 points... Dre's Slobberknockers were a well groomed machine, and they won by 3 points 66-63. There is always next week... and hopefully I'll pick up that win. But for now your beloved Chris Knights of Columbus are 0-1 (0-1).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-115800202076126650?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/115800202076126650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=115800202076126650' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115800202076126650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115800202076126650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/09/football-weekend.html' title='Football weekend'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-115774697566304187</id><published>2006-09-08T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T12:50:35.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>college football weekend preview</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hey there college football fans... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
Its that time of the year again. the time of year for &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dr. Beaner&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dirk Urb&lt;/span&gt;street to grab theit crystal balls... and gaze into the future in order to predict a few games that are being played this weekend. This week we have 4 big games on the dockett, and we each will be picking one "upset game of the week".


1st game, the only game if you were to ask Dirk...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Notre Dame&lt;/span&gt; v Penn St.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;DR.Beaner: &lt;/span&gt;Will the real Notre Dame team please stand up?Will we get the 2006 version of the Fighting Irish (little offense, gooddefense) or the 2005 version (no defense and great offense)? They do getto play in South Bend in front of Touchdown Jesus, and I think they willneed all the help they can get. Both teams will score a lot of points, PSUkeeps it very close (behind the arm of Morelli and the skills of Williams),but, ND gets a big win against Joe Pa and the young Nittany Lions. Finalscore 42-35........................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dirk Urbstreet: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Joe Pa shcmo Pa, Charlie has got something for him and his Nittanny Lions. Quinn will bounce back and have a great day at quarterback. PSU will test that D and reveal it's pinkish underbelly. But it will be a happy, ending for all of those green and gold fans... ND wins in south bend 29-21..........................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OSU&lt;/span&gt; v&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Texas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dr. Beaner&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The big game of the week. #1 against #2. Behind theveteran leadership of Mr. Smith, OSU wins this tough game on the road.Teddy Ginn gets open deep a few times against a young secondary and ColtMcCoy has his problems in his second career start (finds out early this isnot like playing the North Texas Armadillos, this is THE Ohio StateUniversity), and the only thing that keeps Texas in this game is their #1fan Matthew McConaughey aka David Wooderson (alright, alright, alright,loves those red heads) and their cheerleaders. Final score 28-10..................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dirk Urbstreet- &lt;/span&gt;I was at a #1 v #2 game once. It was ND v FSU back in the day. and ND won, only to lose next week to Boston College and smash our national title hopes. This time, #1 is going to winn. Cause Ginn rhymes with win. He and his silver and scarlet brother are going to score often against the weak Texas D. I see OSU winning 35-20............................................................................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Minnesota &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;v &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Cal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dr. Beaner&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Is California really as bad as they looked last weekagainst Tennessee (I don't think so). Is Minnesota as good as they lookedlast week (no way). This game should not even be close. Minnesota can'tstop anyone on offense (never have been able too, and probably never will).California shakes off last weeks hangover given to them by the Vols andtakes out the Gophers (no, not the golfers, the gophers, the little furryanimals).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;35-10 Bears..........................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dirk Urbstreet- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I wanna give out as much big ten love as possible, but I dont think that the Gophers have what it takes in this one. Although I am quite sick of people and their Cali bandwagon... Cal was sposda be top 5 or 10 for the past few years, but they always stumble late... always stumble against anyone who is outta conference... just always stumble... and they'll stumble away from this one 9-3....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Georgia&lt;/span&gt; V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; South Carolina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dr. Beaner&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Gamecocks and Coach Spurrier get taken behind thewoodshed in this SEC match-up. Not going to be pretty for the Gamecocks(they struggled last week in a win against Miss. State, but this isGeorgia!). Bulldogs win 28-14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dirk Urbstreet- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I wanna go with the Gamecocks, I really do... but I dont think they are quite up to Uga's teir yet. The Bulldogs of Georgia just have too many weapons. S.Car. is quick, but then again so is everyone in that conference. This one will be close early but get ugly late... Georgia rolls 40-20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;upsets:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dr. Beaner&lt;/span&gt;:Fresno State goes hunting (like Bugs Bunny said, "it's duck season") andbeats Oregon (who fails to win and set up a big game against Oklahoma nextweek).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dirk Urbstreet:&lt;/span&gt; Boston College Eagles over #18 Clemson. BC looks tough early, it will be another one of those tell tale years for their program. A lot of mid range players need to make big plays, evry position needs to step up... but watch for the huge upset in death valley. BC 24-23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yall have a good weekend and enjoy the games... I'm going camping in Flagstaff with my wifey... I'll have a few brews under the stars for ya...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-115774697566304187?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/115774697566304187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=115774697566304187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115774697566304187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115774697566304187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/09/college-football-weekend-preview.html' title='college football weekend preview'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-115756611473836534</id><published>2006-09-06T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T11:08:34.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bring on the fantasy!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Catholics&lt;/span&gt; versus &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Convicts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AAAAAAAAarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeee    yyyyooooooooooooooooouuuuuuuuu  reeeeeaaaaaaddddddyyyyyy  tooooooooo ruuuuummmmmmmmmmbbbbllleeeee?!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;fantasy season starts on thursday...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/400/aaaaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                          ... and the nerds will rule!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and who did i draw for the first week, who is my new arch nemisis in the league.  My conference rival, the Packers to my Bears?  The Borris to my Bullwinkle? None other than my Brotha from anotha mutha... Andre.  It will be an emotional game, I dont usually like to trounce such good freinds but, I will have to make an exception here... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/400/val.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I named my team The Chris Knight of Columbus... as in Chris Knight the boy genius (above), from the movie REAL GENIUS.  Which has had a solid spot in my top 5 movies of all time for many a year now. So if you have never seen it... Rent it... and be prepared to forever be altered... forever damaged, as not many movies can compete with REAL GENIUS when it comes to pure entertainment vale.   And "of Columbus" well thats an Ohio state/ catholic love reference... when the two come  together it will be mayhiem!!!  A Christian sports slaughter if you will, with a buckeye glaze.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;and Dre's team The Slobbeknockers looks tough as well.  He's got some good players and our match up preview seems pretty close.  And it wont be settled until after the second game monday night... so it is adding to the excitment of the weekend of football!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Slobberknockers? you ask... what in the eff?  A Slobberknocker is when youre playing Defense and you hit a guys so hard that he either A.) makes a spit bubble in his mouth B.) makes a snot bubble come out of his nose or C.) all of the above.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Best example I have of a true slobberknocker is from high school.  we (waukegan high fighting bulldogs) played our arch rivals evanston wildkits in evanston... we had a smaller guy who played some wide reciever Ryan... but mostly was a back up safety.  Well our other wide reciever was suspened due to grades... so in goes Ryan who gets no catches all first half... we go into the half up 8-6... we battle all of the second half... and its 20-20 late... Ryan goes over the middle for a catch.. catches it and the WHAM- he gets nailed. I mean LIT THE FUCK UP!!! Hit right in the chest so hard that he bent in half over the toop of the defensive player, drops the ball, and falls like a ton of bricks...Evanston gets it, drives down for the touchdown and the win... that sucked...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;So post game, we get yelled at and get into the bus for the hour ride home.  We ride in the lineman bus, whle Ryan rides in the backs and ends bus... when we finally pull up to our locker room everyone in the backs and ends bus comes running off of the bus, covering their mouths, laughing, pointing back at the bus... shouting, gagging... etc...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;After a bit of investigation we find out that Ryan got hit so hard, he literally got the shit knocked out of him!  He was basically out on his feet after that hit, and noone noticed, with the exciting ending and all... He was still "out" when I saw the trainer and coaches clamoring over him in the tape room... he still had a pant load of shit when they stripped him down to his boxers in the shower... he stii was sleepy when the paramedices got their... he had a concussion and the doctors were worried that he might have lacerated an internal organ... but he didnt, he was out for the rest of the year though... hahaha funny... and Ryan if you ever read this... sorry man, but that shit was funny... and a text book example of a SLOBBERKNOCKER...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;So good luck to Dre and his slobberknockers...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we got somethin for ya and its, right, over, here!!!!   Chris Knights 92 Slobs 76 call your bookie now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-115756611473836534?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/115756611473836534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=115756611473836534' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115756611473836534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115756611473836534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/09/bring-on-fantasy.html' title='bring on the fantasy!!!!!!'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-115687306045978209</id><published>2006-08-29T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T10:37:40.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding</title><content type='html'>this farging blogger wont let me post any pictures... sorry I'll post em when i can.

I keep telling myself that I'll post a wedding synopsis when i get all of the pics, but that could be months.  so i'll do it now, with a few of my fav pics that weve gotten so far.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;The week prior was pure craziness, my sis molly and bro ryan showed up on that weekend with a few clusters of people that included parents and aunts from Illinois.  We went to the pub pretty much every night, made Larry a shitload of tips... he said that the week was one of his craziest ever , but well worth it.  Lets just say the whole week was a drunken blur... so many folks that Wee ghad never met, that i haven't seen in 5 years or more... and then I got to meet all of her fam from North and South Dakota... I got most of their names down before they all left, and all of them seemed loving and sweet... Just like Wee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;The wedding day itself was HOT as HELL.  And it was even hotter in those tuxes that we wearing, but i must say, we were lookin good.  The service was great... Jeff our minister did a wonderful job and the music was perfect.  We havent seen the photographers pictures but, we r kinda a fotogenic group so im not worried to much...  Everything went smoothly except i said "i do" too early, Jeff still had more things to say/ask and i chimed in early...LOL everyone laughed though, so no worries... i was just too excited.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;The reception was more than a blast... The dj rocked, even though he forgot our effing song at his house, luckily his wife works with tariina and lives close so she was there and ran to get it.  The song you ask? only the best song ever... You knock me off my feet-stevie wonder... I love that song and it has been in my head ever since that day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We all had a great time and i want to thank everyone who attended for being such loving, good freinds and family... I have never felt so loved as in that week.  thank you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;and the biggest thank you in the world to my gorgeous wife who made me the happiest man ever when she said yes, only to make me even more hapy when she said I do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-115687306045978209?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/115687306045978209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=115687306045978209' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115687306045978209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115687306045978209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/08/wedding.html' title='wedding'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-115679463233909254</id><published>2006-08-28T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T12:50:32.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the U!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>heres the hawks 2006 shcedual...
HAWKS HAWKS HAWKS!!!!

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Lakeland College
Whitewater
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September 16, 2006
Azusa Pacific
Whitewater

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September 23, 2006
UW-Oshkosh
Oshkosh, WI

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September 30, 2006
UW-Eau Claire
Eau Claire, WI

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October 7, 2006
UW-Stevens Point
Whitewater

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October 14, 2006
UW-La Crosse
Whitewater

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October 21, 2006
UW-Platteville
Platteville, WI

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October 28, 2006
Mary Hardin-Baylor


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November 4, 2006
UW-Stout
Whitewater

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November 11, 2006
UW-River Falls
River Falls, WI

&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-115679463233909254?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/115679463233909254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=115679463233909254' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115679463233909254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115679463233909254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/08/u_28.html' title='the U!!!!!!'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-115488393835156377</id><published>2006-08-06T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T10:05:38.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 weeks until the wedding</title><content type='html'>Somewhere around the time I met Tariina my soul/mind/intuition sent me a slew of
pictures taken in the future... and she was in every one, smiling, laughing, looking back at that camera hugging me.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think us getting married in  2 weeks is just a natural progression along that line.  A celebration of the fact that two souls can still bumble into each other... that luck is the other side on the coin  of love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-115488393835156377?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/115488393835156377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=115488393835156377' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115488393835156377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115488393835156377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/08/2-weeks-until-wedding.html' title='2 weeks until the wedding'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-115447583628678627</id><published>2006-08-01T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T16:53:28.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Marnie!!! (arsenio fist pump)</title><content type='html'>So I was vegging out a little last night. Watching... I beleive it was actually on the food network... Wee has gotten me into watching that garbage... not all of it, but i have to say "hells kitchen" is my shit!!!! the head chef was calling this other chef a cow and stuff and it was great... but I digress.

&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Comercials came on and one of them was for Mcdonalds... a comercial I had yet to view... and who is in this commercial? None other than Marnie from Sabrina the teenaged witch movie...
a classic movie, that me and my
sis have loved since it came out... she actually gave it to me for my first christmas in Arizona.
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/jenny.0.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have to admit, that I was kinda pissed to see her doin comercials already... She has always been in my top 5 foxiest redheads in movies list...she was the cool down to earth hippy typa girl in the movie, and the anchor in the choppy seas that is a teenaged witches life!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;So "dont go Marnie!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;please, not Mcdonalds commercials!!! Please!!!  I want to remember you forever falling into a volleyball net with Sabrina, not selling over salted fries and burgers for ol ronald p. redhair.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-115447583628678627?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/115447583628678627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=115447583628678627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115447583628678627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115447583628678627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/08/go-marnie-arsenio-fist-pump.html' title='Go Marnie!!! (arsenio fist pump)'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-115368104328068737</id><published>2006-07-23T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T12:57:22.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>recent life recap</title><content type='html'>we've been having a lot of fun lately... last night we went to the pub and sat out on the patio while the NEON RAIDERS played inside... there were really quite a few people out for it. People as in 40 plus year olds, that is the toughest part about living out here, is the lack of any "our agers"... but shit i've been out here for 5 years now, no time to start bitchin now.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;me and wee have been having a blast too... i thought that i was going to be waaaay more nervous about this wedding by now... but not really. I love her sooo much that there really isnt any question in my mind that we are sposda spend forever together. She my sexy bestie. Mamasita bonita, foxy, my soon to be wifey and im way pumped about it.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;she made the best dessert for our little cookout last night... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;strawberrys&lt;/span&gt;, cut flat on the bottom so that they can stand on their own (loved it, so cute) then she hollowed them out a bit and put this cheescakish, cream, with graham crackers in it, inside the hole.... OMG soooo good... Guys out there, get your ladies a subscription to Rachel Rays magazine, it will pay itself off in the long run. : )
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;otherwise its been so hot out, we havent done much... wednesday was softball and we won 32-3. yah you read that right, it was a huge blowout... and not to brag or boast but yours truly went 6 for 6 with 9 rbis and 2 hrs, one of which was a grand slam... i made an error in the feild though... booooo!!!
Not too many hikes lately, unless you count hiking down to Buddha Beach with a six pack, a hike. Me and Wee went down there last saturday, and I got &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sunburnned... red like a lobster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; it was pretty bad... &lt;/span&gt;
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im goin home now, yaaaaaaa!!!!!
heres a few pics from the pubs site from last night...
Don the guy in a hawaiin shirt is one of my holmies... it was a fun little show.
check the pubs site... so you big city folk know just what we call a nightlife...hehehe &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/neon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/neon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;





&lt;a href="http://www.pjsvillagepub.com/"&gt;http://www.pjsvillagepub.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-115368104328068737?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/115368104328068737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=115368104328068737' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115368104328068737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115368104328068737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/07/recent-life-recap.html' title='recent life recap'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-115333363099429678</id><published>2006-07-19T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T11:27:11.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Venis Envy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/venis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/400/venis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Venis Envy... member of the Putas.  and i think i want this picture as a poster in my game room... it is pretty much the dopest pic ive ever seen... she is sucha a fox, and a hell of a skater, and i cant explain how much i dig this photo.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;and this site is going to be the funniest thing that youve ever seen in your life, specially if you love ninjas like any good child of the 80s does.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OpTaBulIL_w&amp;search=ask%20a%20ninja"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OpTaBulIL_w&amp;amp;search=ask%20a%20ninja&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;have a good day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;be good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-115333363099429678?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/115333363099429678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=115333363099429678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115333363099429678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115333363099429678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/07/venis-envy.html' title='Venis Envy'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-115283046468223082</id><published>2006-07-13T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T15:41:04.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/Flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/Flowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;p&gt;this is just sick...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;someday, someday, i will be able to produce this kinda stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but untill then i can only practice... wowser though...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;its by Spor find a few others of his here:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stencilrevolution.com/photopost/showgallery.php?cat=500&amp;ppuser=116557"&gt;http://www.stencilrevolution.com/photopost/showgallery.php?cat=500&amp;amp;ppuser=116557&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;but thats all i got... hiking and stenciling all weekend is my plan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope yall have fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6 congrats on quiting your crappy job!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Holla ata blogger if u c him in da street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;s&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-115283046468223082?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/115283046468223082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=115283046468223082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115283046468223082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115283046468223082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/07/this-is-just-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-115265095898670703</id><published>2006-07-11T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T13:49:19.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im sorry yall, i know this whole chuck norris fad has passed.... but i find this shit hilarious.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Contrary to popular belief, America is not a democracy, it is a Chucktatorship.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Chuck Norris hand is the only hand that can beat a Royal Flush. It is impossible to be raped by Chuck Norris because that would mean you did not want it to happen.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; Jack was nimble, Jack was quick, but Jack still couldn't dodge Chuck Norris' roundhouse kick. Ghosts are actually caused by Chuck Norris killing people faster than Death can process them.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;nothing new here... work is slammed, the fires have stopped, My fiance is still grogeous, and funny, and a true smaaat kid, and im going to Maria's for diner tonight...  they are most likely going to cater the wedding... Martin, pronounced Marteeeen is the owner and I used to play on Maria's Basketball team with him... we we're pretty good for a buncha mexicans and a gringo... we took first in the camp verde league and then went out and played on the reservations league and got like 3rd out of 12 &lt;em&gt;really good&lt;/em&gt; teams.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;but im rambling ... have a great night, go National league in the all star game...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;keep an eye on Paul LoDuca, he's one of my holmies brothers... and my pick to click tonight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Holla&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-115265095898670703?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/115265095898670703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=115265095898670703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115265095898670703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115265095898670703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-sorry-yall-i-know-this-whole-chuck.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-115247462767977355</id><published>2006-07-09T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T12:50:27.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing new</title><content type='html'>nothing is really to exciting here,
just waiting for the wedding week to roll around.
i took the whole week off so i can hang out
with all you ill brothers and wisc hoes that r making the trip.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;waaaay excited to hear that 6 got his ticket and will be flying out with mr. jeffery "mozambique sheik" hugo... and in sadder news
VATO isnt coming...
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
i know i know it sucks but it is because he is supposedly PREGGERS. 
Well not him but his gurlfreind/baby momma is preggers.  o well. no vato on my bach night though? that could be a problem,

Vato leads the league in RBIs (random bar injuries).  he set records in the early 2000 that might never be approached.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Goin home today to do some paiinting and then who knows what.
check this though... very fun
&lt;a href="http://www.thebroth.com"&gt;http://www.thebroth.com&lt;/a&gt;

have a grateful night
s&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-115247462767977355?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/115247462767977355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=115247462767977355' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115247462767977355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115247462767977355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/07/nothing-new.html' title='nothing new'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-115196913050464560</id><published>2006-07-03T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T16:25:30.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd of july</title><content type='html'>im taking the time on the 3rd to wish yall a happy 4th.
Not much going on in my life... preperations for the wedding next month.
We had fun last weekend, mostly friday night... we went out to the pub for dinner at like 5 and pretty much closed the place.  Then we headed back to our house with steve o, chad, e, and like 4 randoms...
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;the hours between 2 and 5 are cloudy at best but i know it involved a lot of fooseball and one of those big bottles of jagermiester, full.  Well now it sits in the freezer with only a small fraction of the liquid in it that it once had.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;It was a great night... when i peice it together... favorite part
wee comes running into the fooseball garage laughing and says
"I fell ova in der and scraaped mah asss!" we all laughed and did a shot of jager to Wee's scraped ass.  That is one of the last shots that i can remember.

good times good times.
tomarrow we r  going to steve o's for the football matchesand then a little cuatro de junio feista

happy 4th&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-115196913050464560?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/115196913050464560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=115196913050464560' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115196913050464560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115196913050464560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/07/3rd-of-july.html' title='3rd of july'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-115144616806901646</id><published>2006-06-27T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T15:09:28.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>monkey food diets and earth movements</title><content type='html'>check deez out u hosers
&lt;a href="http://www.angryman.ca/monkey.html"&gt;http://www.angryman.ca/monkey.html&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.woostercollective.com/"&gt;http://www.woostercollective.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://zetatalk.com/"&gt;http://zetatalk.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and the new rockstakers posts&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;have a great day. c ya when i c ya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-115144616806901646?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/115144616806901646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=115144616806901646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115144616806901646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115144616806901646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/06/monkey-food-diets-and-earth-movements.html' title='monkey food diets and earth movements'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-115093142416619551</id><published>2006-06-21T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T16:10:24.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/0123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/0123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Check out "rockstackers" sight theres some new postings...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;The fire is still up in the canyon, inching close and closer to sedona...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that reminds me of this movie quote for some reason.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Moscow in flames, missles heading towards New York, story at eleven"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;name that movie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-115093142416619551?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/115093142416619551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=115093142416619551' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115093142416619551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115093142416619551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/06/check-out-rockstackers-sight-theres.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-115084413749883092</id><published>2006-06-20T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T15:56:00.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brins fire cont....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/smoke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/smoke.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/smkkkkkk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/smkkkkkk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/smk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/smk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; heres some pics of Brin's fire north of sedona, its up in the canyon so were safe for now but all the smoke is a little much. Maybe we'll get evacuated tommarrow?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-115084413749883092?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/115084413749883092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=115084413749883092' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115084413749883092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115084413749883092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/06/brins-fire-cont.html' title='brins fire cont....'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-115083044334581649</id><published>2006-06-20T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T12:07:23.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/ha.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/ha.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
hahahaha
i havent drank much since mexico... a few sake shots last night with the woman that i love... but thats about it.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;tonight... tonight might be different.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-115083044334581649?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/115083044334581649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=115083044334581649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115083044334581649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115083044334581649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/06/hahahaha-i-havent-drank-much-since.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-115074737562758781</id><published>2006-06-19T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T12:52:14.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sedona's turn</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago it was the VOC that was fearing for it's well being. Now it's Sedona's turn. The Brin fire is all up in the oak creek canyon, and untop of the mountains north and east of here... its up to 3000 acres and 0% contained... not good!!!
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;The problem is that the fire in all of these small slot canyons, and the steep inclines make it impossible to fight the fire. The last fire i could see from home, this one i can see from the front door of my office. Uptown sedona, where i work, might get evacuated before too long.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 391px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="300" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/0619sedonafire%5B1%5D.jpg" width="373" border="0" /&gt;
heres a pic someone got of it last night from airport mesa... scary eh? You can see some of the lights of Sedona directly underneath the fires. As I sit and type this slide rock state park is catching on fire, and the whole canyon is smoking... eerie. But the whole canyon is evacuated already so the people are safe, just not the buildings... the next area to be evacuated would be us in uptown...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-115074737562758781?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/115074737562758781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=115074737562758781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115074737562758781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115074737562758781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/06/sedonas-turn.html' title='sedona&apos;s turn'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-115041331583363444</id><published>2006-06-15T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T16:15:15.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/usss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/usss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; heres a few mo pictures from mexico... the rest of the weekend was rather uneventful... but still very intoxicated.  we all had soo much fun, thanks again to everyone who came and partied so hard.


&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/glamshots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/glamshots.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
this one is me and wee's "glamour shots by deb" shot. you know like from napolean dybnamite?  hahahaa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thats all i know... if you r in the chi, please mind my beautiful wee, as she is coming up there for her shower.  leaving me to fend for my lonesome... Ted Zanto of lakeside basketball fame will be in the greater phx area on sunday so i hopefully will meet up with him them...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hope yall are good, have a great weekend&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and as always&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOLLA ATA BLOGGA IF YOU SEE HIM IN DA STREET&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-115041331583363444?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/115041331583363444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=115041331583363444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115041331583363444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115041331583363444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/06/heres-few-mo-pictures-from-mexico.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-115029885286171343</id><published>2006-06-14T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T08:49:37.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Los Locos de segundo dia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;With the entire party finally there, we woke up around 9 or 10 and headed back into town/ the fish market for some lunch. This time we went to the shark bite for some cheaper tacos... mmm nummy none the less.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/bstien%20n%20us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/bstien%20n%20us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
here b me leslie and wee at the shark bite right before lunch. Sun glasses cover those old hung over betty davis eyes!!! Lunch was great, daquris to follow and we had them making so many that we broke the blender and the owner (who is originally from cali) came around with a fork and checked our drinks for the missing part of the blender blade. YIKES!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/chad.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/chad.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
But then we made it back to the trailers and hers chadly go badly copping a squat on a floaty. Notice how white he is... not so much anymore, none of us got burned, but all of us are "as red as berries" as me madre would say.

&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;that night we went back to the strip, if you wanna cal it that. and do you wanna hear that story? i think that you do...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wee, bless her sober heart was driving that night and on our way into town she missed an "alto" sign. stop sign was so goddamn far off of the street and so poorly lit, we never saw it or realized it until the policia were pulling us over... somehow i speak the best spanish out of the 8 or so of us in the car, so i have to talk to this little smiling fucking cop in a white collared t shirt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will spare you most of the spanish and give you the story in english.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mexicop: "No good no good! you have to stop at those! gimme drivers liscense and registration.""&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me: "Lo siento, we did not see it." turn on interior lights and find the reggie and wee's lisc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mexicop: "si, follow me to the jail."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me: "say fucking what?!!!!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mexicop: "lets go to the jail and you can pay the ticket. pay ticket there or here?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me: "here we'll pay it here"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mexicop: " okay thirty dollar."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me: "fuckion whos got money for this cops beer money?" everyone threw in and i started to hand this fucker his money but before i could this fucker tells me " turn off the lights." so his punk ass wouldnt be seen taking our money.... PUTO!!!! so we payed him off and went into town vowing not to let it affect us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/mannys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/mannys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;p&gt;


heres u s at Mannys, which was pretty wild... the evening included a young lady with a very short skirt on, dancing absoloutely shmammered and showing the whole bar her panties with every squat or shimmy... that was funny. so was the guy who couldn't walk on his own, and so was the small group of lesbian strippers who kept giving each other lap dances.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we partied and then went to "the pink cadillac where i met ...


&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/pnkcaddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/pnkcaddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
this guy!!!! mi amigo "LOCO" at least thats what he said his name was.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/mannys.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;p&gt;

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;and we ended up leaving the bar around 2 or 3. Wee, still sober for the most part, is driving back to the trailer and goes under a green light that while we were going thru... turns yellow... guess what... WEEEEEOOO WEEEOOOO WEEEEOOO fuckin putos policia pull us over again. This cop is not small and not smiley he is large and pissed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;again im the talker/slurrer in spanish but i'll translate what i think was said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mexicop 2: "In MEHICO AMARILLO ES ALTO!!!!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me: "that was green."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mexicop totally yelling at me waaaaay pissed off!!: "No!!!" (sorry i couldnt translate that one.)  follow me to jail!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me: for what?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mexicop : in mexico yellow means stop!!! very mad!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me: can i pay a ticket here?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then this fucker gets on his half ass walkie talky which looked like he got it at effen wal mart... pretends to talk to someone on the other end.  "si" you pay here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me: how much?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mexicop: 30&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we figure 30 is their magic number, that they can get away with... they might only get 20 but thats okay its going towrds cervesas anyway, and 50 would be to much and probably get gringos calling people... so they roll at 30&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me: i dont have 30 just 22.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mexicop: "fine" reaches into the car takes it out of my hand and walks back to his car.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 disembodied voices from the back of our  van: "FUCK YOU!!!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and we drive away.  WEEOOOOOOOO WEEEEEEEEEOOOOO WEEEEEOOOOO the guy pulls us over and says follow him to jail for saying fuck you.  i "convinced him" that it wasnt us and we drove home quickly outta the city.  FUCK that btw.. it made me feel so taken advantage of, so powerless... makes me appreciate the fuckin pigs over here!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;but we got back okay after that, stayed up and played apples to apples which is an awesome game that you should go buy... and eneded up fallin asleep at some point and wakin up kinda hung over again.  But it was a very fun and hilarious night besides the cops.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;i guess we'll "just hafta charge that one to the game"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-115029885286171343?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/115029885286171343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=115029885286171343' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115029885286171343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115029885286171343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/06/los-locos-de-segundo-dia.html' title='Los Locos de segundo dia.'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-115016037896430744</id><published>2006-06-12T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T18:07:56.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday/Friday in Mexico</title><content type='html'>Tariina and Sean's bachelor/bacheloette party '06
Puerto Penasco Mexico... aka rocky point.
Arriba arriba!!!!

&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;What fun what fun, we all had a blast for the most part. Wee, E, steve, chadly, me all left right after work and picked up stiener in PHX. From there we headed down, hit the border at 1130, hit the liquor store on the other side of the borde at midnight... got some cervasas and headed down the last hour or so to rocky point. We got there and got the trailers up and running and headed out to the bars.

&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wee's parents have 2 trailors down there at a beach resort. All you hafta do is call em up and tell them to drag the trailers out to the beach. and when you get there... voila... your trailers are ready to go... for the most part we still had to clean em, turn the swamp cooler on etc... but that only took a half hour and we went int town for some bar action.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;

&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;The bars that night were a dud. We had a few beers and ran back to "the reef" where we stayed. Had a few more beers and went to bed.

&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;THE NEXT DAY WE WHOOOOOOPPPED it up BIGTIME.
we went back into the actual city but this time to the part that they call the "fish market" for lunch and some more festivities.

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/fishmrkt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/fishmrkt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;



heres a picture of the fish market taken from "Sr. Amigos" the restaraunt that we ate at. And had some drinks at and talked to me hombre de mota.










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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/fishmrkt.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;here a pic of chadly,b,wee,me,steve, and e at sr amigos.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/crazy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;








and after sr amigos wonderful lunch the girls went shopping and the boys went to "Shark bite" which is tghis dope little bar, also on the second floor and had some... well... we had a bit of everthing really. I continued on with Dos XXs for quite a bit but when the girls got there and started on the daquris I did too. The boys gave me shit, but im confident enough in my masculinity that walking around with a red or pink drink does not woory me.

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/crazy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/crazy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;heres one of me around 4 pm at shark bites, pretty faded.  Then to JJs cantina in cholla bay for tacos y mas cervesas.  Then we went back to the trailers to meet Amber, Stu, and Leslie.  I was waaaaaay more than 3 sheets to the wind at this point... more like an entire bedding store to the wind.  But I managed to stay up untill around sunrise none the less.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;whew... fuckin first day wasa doozy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-115016037896430744?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/115016037896430744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=115016037896430744' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115016037896430744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/115016037896430744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/06/thursdayfriday-in-mexico.html' title='Thursday/Friday in Mexico'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114979697746925037</id><published>2006-06-08T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T13:02:57.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/mexicoflag.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/mexicoflag.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;p&gt;ADIOS PUTOS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;VAMANOS A LA MEHICO PARA UN FIESTA MAJOR!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ARRIBA ARRIBA TEQUILA TEQUILA &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114979697746925037?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114979697746925037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114979697746925037' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114979697746925037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114979697746925037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/06/adios-putosvamanos-la-mehico-para-un.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114945346848262349</id><published>2006-06-04T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T13:37:48.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/dead4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/400/dead4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
just kinda blah day... work is crazy hectic... sooo ready to be done and go home.

&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/dead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/dead.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and listen to a little Grateful Dead...
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/dead3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/dead3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Why do I crave the Dead so much on summer days like this?  Reminiscing about concerts past?  The smell of pachuli oil and grass... acoustic guitar, acuistic laughs.  I need to go to &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;N &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;T&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
ASAP&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114945346848262349?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114945346848262349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114945346848262349' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114945346848262349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114945346848262349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/06/just-kinda-blah-day.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114928526185909420</id><published>2006-06-02T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T13:38:40.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRE...Fire on the mountain....</title><content type='html'>Here are a few camera phone pictures from on the way home yesterday, after work. The fire was back in Jacks Canyon which is technically part of the VOC where we live. The pictures are not as good as the ones that we got with the camera and I will post those asap.

But wowser it was wild, we could look right down the end of our street and see the huge mushroom cloud of smoke... and as dusk fell, and turned into night you could see all of the fires burning their way up the side of the canyon wall... it was really wild... it looked similar to that movie the 13th warrior with Antonio Banderas (said with sexy spanish accent) and the "snake of fire" that came down the mountain to attack them.
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heres a google map of my VOC. Jacks canyon is the less populated area to the left of it.


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They called it The LaBarranca fire after the subdivision that it started in. Evidentally a company was putting up fence and was welding, well a spark flew and the next thing that everyone knew we had a 100 acre and growing forest fire right at our back doors.
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LaBarranca is a really rich subdivision. A lot of upscale mansions and what not, I guess only 3 of them burned down but it will be interesting to see just how much damage it had caused. It was crazy to actually have to think about what would be in that one carload you could take with you when evacuated...

&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;The only thing that saved the VOC was the fact that it wasnt hardly windy at all. If this fire woulda started on last saturday the VOC might have burned... Technically if the wind changes the fires could double back on us, but for now the report is that they forced it up onto the Mogillion Rim, where it turns into high desert and the next town is way north (Flagstaff).

&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Lots of helicopters all yesterday afternoon, they actually were dropping down and getting water from people's pools in their back yard and going and dumping that water on the fires. Huge tanker planes, droppin God knows how much water on the fire at a time. It was quite the scene... the pictures from the camera will be better. Last night the whole village was all hazy from the smoke and ashes were falling all over... eerie, very eerie.

&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;So that my exciting life as it sits right now. I got cald into work on my day off, but am going to leave soon. I dont hafta work tommarrow so tonight is gonna be beers on the roof of my house, watching the fire up on the rim... the tricky part is getting wasted and &lt;em&gt;Then&lt;/em&gt; down off of the roof.
Hahahaha, but yall have agreat weekend... be safe... and make sure that your campfires are completely out!!! COOL to the touch... just like me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114928526185909420?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;hl=en&amp;sll=37.0625,-95.677068&amp;sspn=33.352165,58.183594&amp;q=Village+of+Oak+Creek,+AZ&amp;ll=34.79125,-111.739197&amp;spn=0.033763,0.05682&amp;t=k&amp;om=1' title='FIRE...Fire on the mountain....'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114928526185909420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114928526185909420' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114928526185909420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114928526185909420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/06/firefire-on-mountain.html' title='FIRE...Fire on the mountain....'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114920630033665052</id><published>2006-06-01T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T16:58:22.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess what?

My village is on &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/fiore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/fiore.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fucking






&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FIRE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so im leaving to go home... early to grab my dogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;have a good weekend, pray that my house down burn down!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114920630033665052?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114920630033665052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114920630033665052' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114920630033665052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114920630033665052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/06/guess-what-my-village-is-on-fucking.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114903166222950375</id><published>2006-05-30T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T16:27:42.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The newest Rimrock Crip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/IPX%20Baby%20Gallery%20Advocate%20Christ%20Medical%20Center.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/IPX%20Baby%20Gallery%20Advocate%20Christ%20Medical%20Center.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Keira Elizabeth Z.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;born in the southside of the Chi 4/27/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;but  will always be a Rimrock Crip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;best of luck to her momma Holly and daddy Blaine.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;yall better raise her a Cubs fan!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RRC fo' life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;"Kill ya fo' fun foo'!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114903166222950375?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114903166222950375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114903166222950375' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114903166222950375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114903166222950375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/05/newest-rimrock-crip.html' title='The newest Rimrock Crip'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114902661343397320</id><published>2006-05-30T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T15:47:17.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who keeps calling the cops!!!!!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/weeeeeeeeee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
My darling Wee turned 24 on the 27th. That was saturday, but we had an entire weekend of festivities that started on thursday when Chad and I hit the Pub around 1030 and closed it(in honor of my momasita bonita), then stayed up playing fooseball until god knows when... so late that I couldn't even wake up when Wee left for work in the morning.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I kinda slept until one oclock that day. Then I woke up and cleaned the house/ dog shit outta the back yard. And then I went to Cottonwood to shop for Wee's present. Got home around 330 and Chad and I sat down with a coupla white russians to keep us company... Wee finally got home and we all had dinner and she opened her presents, Bird feeder, bird seed, hummingbird feeder and food and a fun little finger light. So we put those up outside of our bedroom window and kinda hung out until Steve and Elise came by and had a few beers and then we went out to the PUB. CLOSED it again and went back to our house and hung out in the backyard.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;So we were havin a good time out there and Chad ran inside to grab some beers and guess what he saw driving backwards down ol' Rock Top Drive? one of these
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fuckin Sedona Po-Po. And sure enough that fucker got out of his car and came up and knocked on the door...
Officer Freindly:"Yes. Hello sir, I have gotten complaints of a woman screaming and or laughing in your back yard."
Chadly go badly: "Oh yeah, it's my roomates birthday. We'll quite down."
Officer Freindly:"Please do."

shut door and Chad came and told us.
Sean (looking at house directly behind us): "Bastards!"
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;But we did quite down and went inside and the night kinda dies down from there. Probably a good thing... I can vaguely recall using the old one eyed trick to look at the clock around 4 or so, but then it was all sleep until Sat morning. Wee's burfday!!!! We had a few people over for dinner and drinks.... this weekend's special was a vodka watermelon... cut a hole in it and poured the vodka in and let it sit for like 2 days... YUMMY!!! DRUNKY!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We didnt even go out that night, still kinda hangin/still drunk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;But then on sunday evening Wee's bestie Jen came up from PHX with her husband Will. We all had a blast again. We were playing cornhole at like 10 oclock in the backyard, just Wee, Jen, Will and then Chad got home. We "hung out" like we do and then left for the bar at 11. Got to the bar and saw our neighbors Tom and Rob. Said hi to them and then Rob had to go home... 10 minutes later the Pub's phone rings and it's for Tom... It's Rob and he tells him that when he was driving home there was a Sheriff flashing his flashlight in our front windows... FUCKERS!!!
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/sherfff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/sherfff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actually I guess it's whoever keeps calling the cops on us that are the FUCKERS!!! Because as we all know that the first thing any cop will tell ya is "I'm just doing my job."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and the immortal retort to that one was coined by DJ Farchione &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"well your job fucking sucks!!!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the weekend was fun though... we just better keep it down after night fall.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114902661343397320?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114902661343397320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114902661343397320' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114902661343397320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114902661343397320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/05/who-keeps-calling-cops.html' title='Who keeps calling the cops!!!!!?'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114857712235955882</id><published>2006-05-25T09:46:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T10:16:16.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/mmjjff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/mmjjff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
I have recently found out that both my fiance and sister's 80s movies, have seen list, is meek at best. They have seen the BIG one's, the classics... like Real Genius, Breakfast Club, 16 candles etc... but the lesser known but still classic flix... not so much.

&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Hugo and I have taken it upon ourselves to remedy this problem... get those girls to see them. Hugo is working on mol, trying to get her to see the Sly classic "Over the Top". while I'm trying to find a movie store that still rents "Teen Wolf" for my fiance Wee.

&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I'll try and explain my random line of thought from here on out.
MJF is a Canadian, like steve nash of the suns.... and if you ask me they even kinda look alike.
so i went to get a pic of the crazy canucks from google images... heres steve---

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/steve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/steve.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

and then I found this funny ass picture of him and his the teammate dirk nowitski, at some college party... WASTED





&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/steve-nash-dirk-nowitzki-drunk-drunk-drunk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/steve-nash-dirk-nowitzki-drunk-drunk-drunk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/steve-nash-dirk-nowitzki-drunk-drunk-drunk.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;and ironically, this whole teen wolf thing was brought up because while me and Wee were watching the game the othernight I said "Dirk looks like Teen Wolf" (which he does, nowadays... more shaggy now than in the pic) and Wee said " Teen Wolf?" and I said "OH no don't tell me you have never seen Teen Wolf either!!??"
"Nope"
"Thats like number 2 or 3 on the Michael J Fox top 5 movie hit list!!!!"
"Then we should rent it... wait what else is on the Michael J Fox top 5?"
and I have to admit, I did have trouble coming up with a MJF top 5... but for you, my loyal, hung over, readers I got it done."



&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MJF Movie TOP 5&lt;/strong&gt;

1. back to the future
2. teen wolf
3. back to the future 3
4. stuart little
5 tie between casualties of war and mars attacks





























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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/steve.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114857712235955882?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114857712235955882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114857712235955882' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114857712235955882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114857712235955882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-have-recently-found-out-that-both-my_25.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114851313735013791</id><published>2006-05-24T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T16:25:37.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/cha.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/cha.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
please...
try not to hate....

because Cha Cha is now one of my myspace freinds.
&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOL... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Myspace, one great cyberwurl'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;where you can find long lost freinds&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;or meet the dopest rollergurls!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114851313735013791?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114851313735013791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114851313735013791' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114851313735013791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114851313735013791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/05/please.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114799144743338202</id><published>2006-05-18T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T15:31:56.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/ttttt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/ttttt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well these are all from last Friday night when I was in the Chi... They are all at the Full Shilling across from Wrigley Feild... but we did venture else where. I got to see Hugo, and meet his old cornhole partner Gina, and her boyfreind Roberto. We had like 5 table toppers down before my old freind Gerry showed up. Me and Ger are old waukilla holmies, he's actually the only one from waukegan that i still talk to on a regular basis. But he and Sara, another Waukilla, showed up and we all partied like in was 2999. My sis was there, my bro Ryan, and even my guy Blaine who i met out here in az and has since moved back to the chi, he showed up too.
&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HUGO, ME, GERRY --------------&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;We went all over really...even visited the Green Mill where Ger and I used to go waaaaaayy back in the day... and I think mol said that it was right next door to the bar where sven works... but she didnt notice that until the next morning. I have to admit that i was kinda bummed that 6 wasnt there to begin with AND I was in the neighborhood and failed to meet Byron and Sven... next time i guess.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/sarandger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/sarandger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


heres Sara, Ger being a goofy ass, and Myself way towrds the end of the night... maybe thats why i look so bloated and confused. ahhahaha









&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/sitcom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/sitcom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

and this is just about the funniest effng thing that i have ever seen. If there was a sitcom based on Hugo and My lives, this would be promo shot.
I can see it's premise being somewhere between "The Odd Couple and Small Wonder, with a little bit of "Different Strokes" thrown in to spice it up.

"You know what I'm saying Hugo?"
"Whatchyu talkin bout Sean?"
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I will post the rest of the pictures soon, but the inquisitive raised eyebrow thing that Hugo was doing in the "promo shot" was a running theme of the evening. At least one person is doing in it in all 50 or so pictures that were snapped that night... and Gerry if you read this u better email me some of the ones that u have.

It was a great night... we all had a blast... so much so that we stayed up talking until like 8am... after making a 5 am stop at 7 11 for a blunt. It was kinda funny to go back into a 7 11... instead of a circle k.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;"There are strange things afoot at the Circle K dude!"
-William S Preston Esquire&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114799144743338202?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114799144743338202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114799144743338202' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114799144743338202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114799144743338202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/05/well-these-are-all-from-last-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114728877429615984</id><published>2006-05-10T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T12:19:34.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everybody!!!
things are good around here these days.
got a softball game tonight, then going home to paint, and tomorrow is my friday, woot!!!
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I've been pittering amongst your myspace accounts and found an old freind from the U... P phunk who is a very talented artist himself.  I did however find a cool ass link to this place   &lt;a href="http://www.judebuffum.com/shop.html"&gt;http://www.judebuffum.com/shop.html&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;p&gt;fun, great, art by this dude... stencilish in nature, stencilish in message, stencilish in that i like his stuff a great deal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;but that is about all i got today... its a warm 85 degrees here in Slowdona and the tourist keep pouring in like kool aide.  the streets are effing packed, and all of them continuously straining their necks at the gorgeous scenery... looking everywhere but at the road.  scarry really...
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;i'll survive though.
take care...
&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114728877429615984?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114728877429615984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114728877429615984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114728877429615984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114728877429615984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/05/hello-everybody-things-are-good-around.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114720174847001749</id><published>2006-05-09T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T12:09:08.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey yall!!!

I have been soopa busy at work and around the house, but i can feel things taking a turn down Chill Out Rd.  Work is becoming less hectic... home is unpacked and getting settled, all in all things are coming together.
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I have a ton of pictures from as far back as my birthday... but we havent gotten them onto the computer yet... soon though soon... some of those pics are effen hilarious.
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Besides that Its all wedding stuff, we are ordering the invites tonight so keep your eyes on your mailboxes in the weeks to come.  Thats all I got for now except that it is such a shitty time to be a northside chicago sports fan... Bulls were lack luster and the only thing I can root for on the cubs end is that Maddux doesn't get caught with the vasoline that he is hiding somewhere on him everytime he pitches... a 40 year old breaking ball just does not break that much without an unidentified substance on it.
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I'll holla!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114720174847001749?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114720174847001749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114720174847001749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114720174847001749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114720174847001749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/05/hey-yall-i-have-been-soopa-busy-at.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114678392752638275</id><published>2006-05-04T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T16:05:27.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Um this is....

well it seems to be a spoogenator of some kind.


&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YdAIt4MgnHc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YdAIt4MgnHc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114678392752638275?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114678392752638275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114678392752638275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114678392752638275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114678392752638275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/05/um-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114675773488474752</id><published>2006-05-04T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T08:54:10.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sedona Rotarians- 7
On the Rocks Jocks-16
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;We lost : (&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But it was fun. Our team hasn't even practiced yet, so we were waaaay rusty. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I played third... the "hot corner" because the coach plays shortstop, my usual position. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I went 0-2 at the plate with a sacrafice fly RBI. and some great plays in the feild... if i dont say so myself. #rd is a long throw though and this morning I can feel my right arm kinda just hangin there limp. The guys on the team seem fun and all around nice dudes. I know a couple of them already from the Pub and work, and just because this is just a small town. so it should be a great season. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tonight is finally a night off!!! Home to finish unpacking the bedroom and then a bath and a few beers... I'm kind of excited. And all of that after what is seeming to be a relatively easy day at work... finally... this new job is KILLING me... okay not really but it is quite a bit more than I'm used to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114675773488474752?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114675773488474752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114675773488474752' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114675773488474752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114675773488474752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/05/sedona-rotarians-7-on-rocks-jocks-16.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114669722660975099</id><published>2006-05-03T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T16:00:26.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The move of '06......

DUNZO!!!!!!
yahoooo.  woot, woot, woot!!!!
It really wasn't that bad... there was some major teamwork on the part of all involved. 
So thanks to Chad,U.K. Steve, E, B Stein, and Sandy, and of course my gorgeous WeeYou all helped so much.  Many hands make light work.  The girls packed while the boys moved it all... it was done in a few days, quite painlessly... well maryjane helped a bit too.

life changing features of new house?
no dishwasher... boooooo  that sucks and i didnt even notice until we started unpacking dishes.
tut tut tut have no fear there is a reason why this balnces out and im okay with it.

a bath tub that i actually fit in!!!!
seriously i dont think i have fit  in a bathtub in like 20 years.
ive taken a bath everynight since we've moved in and i love it!!!

bathtub girl would be so proud.
&lt;a href="http://www.bathtubgirl.com/"&gt;http://www.bathtubgirl.com/&lt;/a&gt;

holla at chya fools later.
first softball game of the season tonight.
so, in your widdle heads, cheer for the Sedona Rotarians and I'll hit a homer for ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114669722660975099?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114669722660975099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114669722660975099' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114669722660975099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114669722660975099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/05/move-of-06.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114652695337580155</id><published>2006-05-01T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T17:08:07.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Do you think that the government is forcing the seperation of church and state upon its people?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Do you know any (educated) person that truly feels we as a nation are about to "do the right thing" by closing our borders to Mexico?

If you beleive in God, do you beleive he would commend our nation on us closing our gates to the tired, poor, huddled masses yearning to breathe free?

Have we all forgotten when our grandparents were those people struggling to breathe free? When they were willing to give up anything just to work hard and make an honest days pay. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did your grandparents relate stories to you from when they were the minority? Do you remember them but put no stock in the lessons therein?
Do you even remember what an honest days pay is? When was the last time you worked half as hard as any of these PEOPLE that we are so quick to exclude. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our nation has become a bunch of uppity, jugemental FUCKS... and I am contemplating staying in Mexico when we go down there in June.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114652695337580155?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114652695337580155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114652695337580155' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114652695337580155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114652695337580155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/05/do-you-think-that-government-is.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114615360625304057</id><published>2006-04-27T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T09:00:06.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY ALL YOU PIMPS AND WIMPS OU THERE
I hope you all have a great weekend... mine will be spent moving, so wish me luck.
We have a lot of help from our freinds so that will make it a little easier, but yall know how it is.
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I still have a ton of pics to post of Jerome last weekend and I'm sure that there will be a few good ones taken this weekend so check back sunday or monday.
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Until then I'll leave you with one of my favs that I've never put up. Me and Seve on the side of the world... taken by my gorgeous and talented fiance Wee.
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/clmb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/clmb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114615360625304057?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114615360625304057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114615360625304057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114615360625304057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114615360625304057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/04/hey-all-you-pimps-and-wimps-ou-there-i.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114607553092087599</id><published>2006-04-26T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T11:37:37.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pat Mccurdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.patmccurdy.com/cgi-bin/lyrics/view.cgi?10#13"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.patmccurdy.com/cgi-bin/lyrics/view.cgi?10#13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

I met this guy after one of his concerts at Milwaukee Summerfest in '99. He was playing one of the "minor" stages I think it was the Harley stage.  Later that night we had tix for the "big show". It was Bob Dylan/ Paul Simon concert and I was in line for brewskis and whos in line behind me?  Fuckin Pat Mccurdy... we talked, I told him I loved his show earlier in the day... specially his song "sex and beer". He laughed and said thats everyones favorite, and we shot the shit for like 20 minutes waiting for beer.He said he was a Cubs fan... i think i was wearing a Cubs hat or something.  So we talked Northside polotics and Roman Catholic drinking habits, he was hilarious , down to earth, just a cool guy.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Sure enough a few weeks later I was watching a Cubs game on WGN and Pat Mccurdy was signing out at a bar, and they showed him as they cut to commercials... he was singing "sex and beer" except he changed the lyrics to "Cubs and Beer", i like both versions.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me n Rich rocked two of his CDs for a few years, but I lost them, and had forgotten his name forever, tried and tried to recall it but couldn't.  Saw Mccurdy as a last name at my job today and it all came flooding back.  So now I'll hafta go uot and try and find one of his CDs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;heres the lyrics to sex and beer &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ala Mol and the Zak Attak post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://schmolz.blogspot.com/2006/04/zach-attack.html"&gt;The Zach Attack&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;

&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sex and Beer &lt;a href="http://www.patmccurdy.com/tabs.htm?Sex+and+Beer"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;St. Paul in his letter to the Ephesians&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Said, "It came to me upon a midnight clear
I finished writing all of my gospel
Now all I seem to want is sex and beer"

Marc Antony looked down on Caesar?s bodyHe said
"Friends, Romans, Countrymen, lend me you ear
I did not come here to praise Caeser
I came here for sex and beer

Chorus
Sex and beer,
sex and beer
Are the two things we hold dear
Sex and beer, sex and beer
Are the things we like ?
round here

George Washington, he never crossed the Delaware
There was no midnight ride for Paul Revere
Ben Franklin never discovered electricity
They were too busy looking for sex and beer

Charles Dickens gave us "Great Expectations"
Shakespeare gave us "Hamlet" and "King Lear"
Dostoyevsky gave us "Crime and Punishment"
Who the hell is gonna give us sex and beer

From the city to the suburbs to the country
From the Southern to the Northern Hemisphere
They're holding a tremendous referendum
And everyone's choosing sex and beer

They can take away my pride and my dignity
They can use up all my blood and sweat and tears
They can take away my name and give a number
But they can never take away my sex and beer

We like sex and beer and sex and beer
And sex and beer
And sex
And beer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114607553092087599?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114607553092087599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114607553092087599' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114607553092087599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114607553092087599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/04/pat-mccurdy-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114590533301111824</id><published>2006-04-24T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T12:02:13.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE "NEW" MONOPOLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;
Im not sure how many times I've played monopoly in my life... it's in the hundreds though.  And I've had about 4 or 5 different boards... from Notre Dame and Chivcago Cub monopoly, to Ghettopoly (hilarious) and a few other boardas that my freind and I had "redone".
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Baltic becoming Whitewater,
Illinois becoming Waukilla
Indiana becoming Greentown... etc... where each of us were from and some extra fun ones like pennsylvania and the green ones we had a board once that the properties were like
BUD 420 Dr., and Bongrip Alley,  Maryjane Lane etc... we were stoners in college and had a lot of time on our hands since we werent in class.  LOL
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;But I tell you all of this in order to tell you this:
Monopoly is revamoing the old board... have no fear you loyalists the old board will still be for sale.  But it is our job as a nation to vote on new propeties for the new game... i heard this on KAZM this am... the highest voted prop. will be boardwalk, second highest will be park place, etc... down the line.  How cool is that.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;The commercial mentioned places like the sky needle in seattle, mississippi river, mall of america in minn and WRIGLEY FEILD as likely properties!!!!  but we all need to go to
&lt;a href="http://www.monopoly.com"&gt;www.monopoly.com&lt;/a&gt; to vote...
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Vote for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wrigley&lt;/span&gt; in '06...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114590533301111824?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114590533301111824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114590533301111824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114590533301111824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114590533301111824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/04/new-monopoly-im-not-sure-how-many.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114582396381403880</id><published>2006-04-23T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T13:31:52.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All is well..
I had a great burfday... like "puking in the kitchen sink @ 4 am the next morning" type great.
hung out all day friday and saturday...
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;had a great weekend with my beautiful fiance Wee... we're packing for our very own "move of 'o6" and cleaning as well, so it will be a busy little week for us. &lt;em&gt;AND&lt;/em&gt; on top of that extra stress, my mom, step father, and two of his family members from europe will be visiting from thursday until wednesday... his cousin and her husband, i beleive it is... but &lt;em&gt;she &lt;/em&gt;has always wanted to come to Arizona and see Sedona and the Grand Canyon... I think she might be a little woo- woo, cause Sedona seems to be more of a big deal to her... but Mol assures me that they are both very nice, and cool, etc... so I'm sure it will be fun.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I'm looking forward to moving back to the village... and will post pics of the new house soon.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;justa few things to leave yall with...&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is scary:
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thenation.com/doc/20060213/chester"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.thenation.com/doc/20060213/chester&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and this is down right hilarious, i'm really kinda mad that he's playing PHX on the night of the wedding... maybe we can move it... hehehee&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.eville.net/steveburns/tourdates.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.eville.net/steveburns/tourdates.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOLLA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114582396381403880?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114582396381403880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114582396381403880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114582396381403880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114582396381403880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/04/all-is-well.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114555838281441712</id><published>2006-04-20T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T13:28:01.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mistakenly not posted on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;420&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;


So Wee is the best woman ever, we already all knew that... or else I wouldn't be marrying her.
She gorgeous, hilarious, witty, fun, and she's a "smaat kid". I love her for all these reasons and many many more...

oh yah and her gifts always kick ass!!! Like this morning when I woke up I got my birthday present... a bag of mixed tips, for my sparay paint cans!!! All different sizes, letting different widths and shapes out of the paint cans for my stencils. I cant wait to use them tomarrow... and all weekend...

I have like 5 stencils cut and ready to spray... I won't say what they are of, as a few of them are for some of you, my readers... but they all will hopefully be done by sunday... it sucks that the stencil revoloutioon sight is all whack right now... I wanna post on there cause all those guys seem pretty down to earth and use constructive criticism, as opposed to disses and haters on all the other sights.

But thanks Wee, and to the rest of you who have already called, or will call later.

Love yall
have a happy 4 2 0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114555838281441712?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114555838281441712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114555838281441712' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114555838281441712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114555838281441712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/04/mistakenly-not-posted-on-420-so-wee-is.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114548298479385526</id><published>2006-04-19T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T14:53:02.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AND THE MOST UNSEXY MAN IN THE WORLD IS...
&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2006/SHOWBIZ/TV/04/19/people.unsexy.reut/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.cnn.com/2006/SHOWBIZ/TV/04/19/people.unsexy.reut/index.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114548298479385526?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114548298479385526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114548298479385526' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114548298479385526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114548298479385526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/04/and-most-unsexy-man-in-world-is.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114540151000360368</id><published>2006-04-18T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T16:05:11.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my thought last night falling asleep:
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our brain trys to convince us of our originality, our difference from others.  We are special, we are unique and different, and in some way - better than others.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;our soul tells us the exact opposite.  The soul tells us, we are all from one place, made up of one thing, we are special, but not because we are different from others... it is because there is nothing else to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114540151000360368?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114540151000360368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114540151000360368' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114540151000360368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114540151000360368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-thought-last-night-falling-asleep.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114531480898656623</id><published>2006-04-17T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T16:00:09.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Monday monday monday... o how fun you always are.
Pretty busy day today, my "new job" combined with what i still have to do for my "old one" really makes monday a struggle... "whew done wit that shit though!"
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;now I'm going home to have a few liquid valiums: crown royal and ammeretto on the rocks... but i put a splash of cola in there too... yummy, try it.  A few drinks, smokes, and the beggining of our move to the VOC.  Packing and cleaning... fun fun fun.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I promise that I'll post about the weekend tomarrow... im too tired right now, and don't have any of the soopa cool pictures that Wee took.  But tomarrow I will.  Tomarrow I will be feeling better... hopefully you all had nice days... tomarrow I will.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;stay up you fuckers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114531480898656623?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114531480898656623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114531480898656623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114531480898656623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114531480898656623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/04/monday-monday-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114521102227167008</id><published>2006-04-16T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T11:35:07.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Easter '06&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

Lord forgive me for spending my Easter
In the office, counting other people's beans.
I can only count fast and well in high
hopes of an earlier leave.
And hope that you overlook the
lack of one more sinner in your pew.
But we're saving up to get wed and I need
to set aside a pile of beans of my own.
and as you too know - that for love,
one has to do what one has to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ps. please accept as pennance these pictures of 2 things &lt;em&gt;everyone&lt;/em&gt; loves: puppies and roller derby!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;
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wrigley the wonder mutt, reppin the "baby U"


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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;But the real game was sunday night, in the christian church parking lot... in scenic Rimrock Arizona. 1st "game" of the season... just a little bating practice really, but it had to be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/wiff.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/wiff.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;



Wee had a coupla good solid hits. She actually hit better when Chad was throwing hard than when he was throwing softly.
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Chadly go badly took one to the warning track, but couldn't quite get enough of it to hit a homer. I gave him the number of my anobolic steroid guy, so give him a few months and he'll be a regular Barry Bonds.
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yours truly bustin a half baseball, half buffalo stance.












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and me tossin one up to Chad. No pics of me batting, sorry those are sold on ebay only... people will pay a lot of money to see a "perfect major league swing" illustrated so that they can teach their sons and daughters.


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&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114488673093869434?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114488673093869434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114488673093869434' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114488673093869434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114488673093869434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/04/w-cubs-win-cubs-win-but-real-game-was.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114477025943637168</id><published>2006-04-11T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T10:01:05.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ROLLER DERBY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;SATURDAY NIGHT&lt;/span&gt; 4/8&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
Man whata fun time. Wee, Chad, E, Steve O, B Stein and myself got a few hotel room close to the castle sports complex (where the bouts are) and hung out by the pool in the afternoon. It was a gorgeous 90 degrees, so we just sat and talked and had some beers, until about 5 when we ordered pizza to the room and ate. Left for the Derby around 7 and the bout started at 8.
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It was the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bruisers&lt;/span&gt; versus the &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Surly Gurlies&lt;/span&gt;, and I had to root for the Bruisers because Wee loves the surlies... and the Bruisers won big!!! This bout was rough!!! A lot rougher than last time, a ton of checks... checks that the Chicago Blackhawks would be jealous of. French Lyck (pic above, arms behind her back) was one tough cookie, so was Helen Wheels and Crazy Baby... but none of them gave out more pain than my new rollergirl MINK STOLE # 13... the roller pictured below... yah the one in the LUCHADORE mexican wrestling mask!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/mnkstole2.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/mnkstole2.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How effeing cool is that?!!! This babe was seriously checkin some hoes around... she checked this one girl so hard that 42 of the 46 lesbians seated in front of us groaned and squirmed in their seats, and the girl who got checked flew outta bounds, into the crowd. WHAM hit the deck hard!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But the league lied to us again, and there was no before promised option of purchasing PBRs. And as much as I LUVRE rollerderby, I will be the first to admit that once my buzz started waining so did my interest in the bout. So at half time, we went up and bought me a bout poster, a few stickers for Wee and then we left. Back to the hotel for some drinks and card games. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/mnkstole.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/mnkstole.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/mnkstole.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But on our way out to out to the car guess who we saw in the parking lot? MINK STOLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"What was she doin?" you might ask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Smoking a cigarette with her skates and MASK still on!!!" I would answer, eyes wide with amazement. Yah, she was smoking through the mesh part that covered her mouth... I hesitated, almost asking Wee to get a pic of me and her standing there. But I thought the fan/stalker line might be getting dangerously gray... and the dorky line I had sjumped waaay over a long time ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"But we don't think you're dorky." you might say&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;O my dear gentle readers let me proove my dorkiness even more with this next statement:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I was emailing back and forth to my AZRD yahoo group... LOL!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and asked where the bout posters came from/ could i submit one for their parusal?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;none other than Helen Wheels herself responded "Sure we would love to have you submit one, the league chooses bout posters from ones that are submitted for that specific bout. There isn't any payment for it, just the love of all the rollergirls and a few copies of the poster for my portfolio... which i don't have so I can put it above the fireplace, or maybe on the garage door with a spotlight focused on it, so my neighbors know how um... cool I really am.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114477025943637168?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114477025943637168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114477025943637168' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114477025943637168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114477025943637168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/04/roller-derby-saturday-night-48-man.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114462578097746262</id><published>2006-04-09T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T16:36:20.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; Heres a few pics from the hike that Chad, Wee, Wrigley and I went on last friday.
I tried taking back to show them some rock art, cave paintings but we were interupted by a herd of cattle that my little blue heeler/ austrailian shepard tried to herd... god knows where she was herding them too? but herd them she did... and I thought that i had lost her forever... but she returned, the whole story is a few post down from here if you wanna read it... it was a good one BTW
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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but heres wrigley meeting her first cow... this was one actually a momma cow... about 10 seconds after this wrigley's instincts snapped on and she was running in the herd.&lt;/p&gt;










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the herd, pre stampede...
mommas dont like it when babys get chased by dogs... and when momma cows get pissed they send in the daddy bulls... thats when my ass runs like the wind in the other direction!!!
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heres me and chad post stampede "catching our breathe" on up on the side of the wash... wrigley is looking over wee who is taking the picture... looking over her at thr bulls and cows standing on the other side of the wash.


a wild wild wild hike!!!

check the rockstacker link at the side for my ode stacks to "the chase of wrigley"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114462578097746262?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114462578097746262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114462578097746262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114462578097746262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114462578097746262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/04/heres-few-pics-from-hike-that-chad-wee.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114462521133912350</id><published>2006-04-09T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T16:26:51.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some more pictures from the hike on march 31st, back behind the house in Rimrock... this is actually on the way back to the house.  We just came up that wash (where the land slopes down from the right to the left) the petroglyphs that i was trying to take them to are located in one of the caves that is in the shadows of that far, darker mountain waaay in the back of the pics.

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me, chadly go badly and wrigley the wonder mutt


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this pic is proof of what a lucky mug I am.
I have a beautiful fiance, a cute little dog, and nothing but perfect days in the forecast until late summer.  I live my day to day life in the setting of awe inspiring beauty.  The land, my family, the weather... its all gorgeous. I love it when a plan comes together.

I hope you are as happy as I am...
and if not, may your luck turn soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114462521133912350?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114462521133912350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114462521133912350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114462521133912350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114462521133912350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/04/some-more-pictures-from-hike-on-march.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114462311688301858</id><published>2006-04-09T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T15:51:57.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;MORE PICS these from ST PATRICKS DAY/NIGHT&lt;/span&gt;

Okay okay here are some of the pictures from &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;st pattys day&lt;/span&gt; in the VOC.  Chad and I started around 3 and worked our way through a shit load of &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;GUINESS&lt;/span&gt;... it was a great time, steve, e, wee, chad, and me always a shcmammered crew!!!  But on a sadder note, rumor is that The Brooklyn Cafe is closing... Booooooooo!!!!  Hopefully this is just a rumor, but like the rest of the cool shit in this town, the powers that be see it better to turn the space for the bar into a more timeshare!!!  I'm not surprised in the least.

Just in time for us to move back to the VOC... now we're left with just one bar... at least that bar is PJ's, which rocks as hard as any other dive bar I have ever graced. 


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me- chizzle- steve o @ PJs around 9pm or so: eyes still open/ yes eyeballs r  still white.


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wee drinking non green beer en masse... steve o looking on... outside of PJ's playing drinking cars at 10 pm.


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and im not gonna lie, i was as &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;faded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; as I looked in this pic... jeeeesus!  Eye balls.. bright red and half covered... LOL But good times were had by all, and look how cute my fiance is in this pic... pretty hot for a non irish gal on st patties day.

that little pin on my hat is glass and has 4 leaf clovers from ireland in it.  Chad brought that back for me from the emerald isle... whatta nice bro...

st patties was a blast
8 green beers outta 10!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114462311688301858?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114462311688301858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114462311688301858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114462311688301858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114462311688301858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/04/more-pics-these-from-st-patricks.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114409424920617296</id><published>2006-04-03T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T16:50:12.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STAMPEDE!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Wee, Chad, Me and the pup Wrigley all went out for a hike behind our house on Saturday.  We left a little bit before noon, and I planned on walking them out to where I had found some Petroglyphs in a cave.  I have gone back there, with the dog several times now, and never... NEVER have there been any cow, cattle, steer, calves, no bovine representatives at all, on any of those trips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Saturday some cowboys musta lost their cows , cause they were all out back of my house... we were walking the wash that leads back to those caves when we came across our first little, cute, calf... all brown and white, big baby eyes... sooooo cute, chad got a few pictures to be posted later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Wrigley was on her leash and freaking out, trying to get over and smell it.  But I kept her walking and we went up the wash further... another cow, more wrigley craziness, walk up the wash further... another cow, more wrigley craziness and we all can see how this was going to go...  Enter my bright idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;"Well shit, she's a Blue Heeler, and they are herding dogs so I imagine that she wont hurt them... and she's quick so I don't imagine that they couldn't get her... lets just let her off her leash to see what she'd do."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Chad got a pic of her nose to nose with this huge ass bull, sniffing each other.  And then he got another picture of a few cattle up on the edge of the wash... and then BAM!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Wrigley was OFF.  SPRINTING head long into a herd of 100 or so cattle, calves and mommas included.  And as you all know she is deaf... she was gone with the now stampeding herd.  FUCK!!!  FUCK!!!  FUCK!!! I was yelling as I ran in the wash, following the loud moos, following the cloud of dust, following her barks and yelps above us on the wash's top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Gone.  thats what i said to myself, my little girl is gone fore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;And here she comes sprinting down the wash towards me, trailing her by about 20 feet was 8 bulls chasing her side by side, shoulder to shoulder, the entire width of the wash!  It was like out of a fucking movie, really think City Slickers or The circle of life disney one where the dad gets trampled.  that was us on sat.  So Wrigley sits between me and the steaks to be and stares at them growling...  So I sneak up slowly behind her, to get her back on her leash... slowly... slow.... BAM she sprints after the now standing bulls and fucking JUMPS- flys through the air and BITES one of the fucking bulls on it's shoulder!!! The thing was like 20 times bigger than her... and then she sprints back to me.  I grab her, and try and put the leash back on... I hear the mooooving and trampling behind me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;"Wee are they coming?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;"No they are right behind you!" and shes off and running.  I turn around and sure enough there is a fucking bull charging me.  I was in the middle of the wash, no where to run. so what do i do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;I put up my hands and waived them in front of me yelling and shouting to "LEAVE" and "GET THE FUCK OUT!" and the bull stopped and looked at me and the dog, growling now, still wanting  to fight- a FUCKING BULL!!! but the stampede stopped and we slowly made our way out of the wash.  The big bulls staying between us and the rest of the herd.  Loudly huffing and mooing their dissaproval at our presence... it was wild.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;We sat there for like 45 minutes, catching our breathes, finallythe cows all left and so did we... but WOW how crazy was that.  I remember thinking in the midst of it all... I'll be dambed if I'm going to die in a stampede- that would be too ironic- the guy who ate only beef, no veggies, goes out by a sprining pack of hamburgers.  But in all seriousness, that was the first time in quite a while that i feared for my life... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;But now I'm off to Oceanside California for the rest of the week... for work, getting trained more on ATLAS- you know the program i deemed my bitch? yah not so much, i need a little help from someone who really does know a thing or two about it.  So I'll be there untill friday night, and then Saturday night is roller derby in phx!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Cubs won today BTW from now on I will simply put a blue W at the top of the page for wins and a red L for losses... just like wrigley feild.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;but yall be good and i'll catch ya on trhe flip flop, hopefully with a some pictures.  I still havent posted all the way back to st pats.  And BTW I am waaaaaaaaaayyy jealous that Mol got to meet Byron and Sven...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;"eworlds are colliding!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114409424920617296?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114409424920617296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114409424920617296' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114409424920617296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114409424920617296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/04/stampedewwee-chad-me-and-pup-wrigley.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114375627138476748</id><published>2006-03-30T14:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T14:04:31.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here's a fun test that I did,&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/"&gt;http://web.tickle.com&lt;/a&gt; and loved the results... very true, kinda scary in someways how close to "it" they really were.  Peace and harmony is truly at the center of my soul... sometimes its just a bitch to get at.
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Sean, your subconscious mind is driven most by Peace

You have a deeply-rooted desire to make peace in the world. Whether through subtle interactions with loved ones, or through getting involved in social causes, it is important to you to be able to influence the world in a positive way.You have a deep respect for humankind. You care about the future of the world, even beyond your own involvement in it, and you inspire others to feel the same way. Your innate drive toward peace guides you in daily life towards decisions that are respectful toward yourself and others. Your psyche is very rich; the more you learn about it, the more you will understand who you really are.

so peace out bitches&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114375627138476748?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114375627138476748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114375627138476748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114375627138476748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114375627138476748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/03/heres-fun-test-that-i-didhttpweb.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114373981930962062</id><published>2006-03-30T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T09:30:19.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DARK STAR ORCHESTRA - 2 NITE</title><content type='html'>What a week... my new job you ask? How is that going for you Sean?  Well, hmmm, lets see... I have do  these reports for all the main dudes here.  A major part of them is getting "bosses" or "higher ups" to give me their smaller individual reports and then I flip them all into mine, and get it back out to them for their end of month meetings.  At least thats what I have figured out for myself. 
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Who trained you Sean? thats your next question... no one, I read a half assed manual and have to teach myself... but thats not the worst of it.  Those "higher ups" don't give me what they are supposed to, dont answer me back, dont really help me out at all... none of them know how to do my job, or how to get the info I need, but all of them get pissed if it doesn't get done.  So needless to say I am a little bit stressed...
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;but there is a light at the end of this tunnel.  And that light is in the form of a cover band from Evanston... (where I was born BTW)  &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;DARK STAR  ORCHESTRA&lt;/span&gt; is a Grateful Dead
&lt;a href="http://www.darkstarorchestra.net/"&gt;http://www.darkstarorchestra.net/&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;p&gt;cover band that I have seen a handful of times in Wisconsin, but Wee has yet to see.  So we're heading north to Flagstaff for a way fun date...  I'm too excited to sit at work all day and worry about these stupid fucking reports.  So I am signing all the Dead songs that I can remember in my head... prepping for tonights festivities.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;But thats all I got, I hope yall have nice weekends... I'm still waiting to get all sorts of pics to post.  St Patties day, hikes, random bar nights... which i am in dire need of again... maybe some dank beer tonight at the Orpheum while catching the show.  I haven't "caught a show" in so long, I'm so excited!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;PS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/jesus-pr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/jesus-pr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; this shirt killed me so I thought I'd give their spot a small shout... check the good people ay phat rags out here:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.phatrags.com/home/"&gt;http://www.phatrags.com/home/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Holla Ata Blogga if you see 'im in da streets&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114373981930962062?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114373981930962062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114373981930962062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114373981930962062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114373981930962062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/03/dark-star-orchestra-2-nite.html' title='DARK STAR ORCHESTRA - 2 NITE'/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114364947899509158</id><published>2006-03-29T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T08:24:39.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tom Jones Knighted!!!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/tjones.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/tjones.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;As if he wasn't already? I had to laugh when I heard this on the radio this morning... It brought up a whole line of thought that I will track for you, my dear, few, loyal readers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Tom Jones is naturally connected (in my mind) to Carton Banks because Carlton would do that goofy ass Tom Jones dance... member that? Arms in synch swaying back and forth in front of his body, fingers snapping in time, legs all wiggly and goofs, shiteating grin... dancing maybe to "its not unusual".&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/tjone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/tjone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;And it is a little known fact that the Carlton dance was perfected by a young scholar name Roddy "the body" Booshkie (name has been changed to protect the innocent) in 1997. He was a roomate and good freind of mine in college, he remains a good freind to this day, maybe not after he reads this.   Naw I'll take it easy on him. And when I say perfected I mean it! He fucking nailed it! Carlton himself would be awestruck by his percise expertise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I dont regret many things... especially from the college years. I don't regret not attending many classes, I dont regret not being in any clubs, or quitting football when I did... I dont regret the obscene amount of time spent in the bars or out on "the trails"... I don't regret any of it... except I never got Booshkie doin the Carlton on video. Thats my only regret.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And it saddens my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/180px-Carlton_lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Booshkie Booshkie Booshkie... he needs to be knighted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114364947899509158?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114364947899509158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114364947899509158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114364947899509158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114364947899509158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/03/tom-jones-knightedas-if-he-wasnt.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114356413148984399</id><published>2006-03-28T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T08:42:11.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://avatars.yahoo.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=seanyb3003&amp;size=large&amp;amp;type=png" width="150" height="235" border="0" alt="Yahoo! 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that is emyself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114356413148984399?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114356413148984399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114356413148984399' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114356413148984399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114356413148984399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/03/that-is-emyself.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114348751655281933</id><published>2006-03-27T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T11:29:07.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/ha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/ha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;



&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Loved this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, had to post it and
In the same vein as Mol and my conversation over the last few days...
naming distinct sub sets of our neighborhood peers. Some have been long time standbys, like:
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Trixies and Chads = Lincoln Park Yuppie Trash.
and &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
Tynas and Marcs = Zompton ass white trash
and &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
Trees and Feathers = Sedona, transeint, self renaming, flora hugging trash
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;This morning on the way into work I thought of a new one:
Tammy and Tommy Tourist = fucking bain to my existence... the people who drive into Sedona doing 25 MPH in a 40, when all I wanna do is get to work (God knows why)... and you can see them in their car, breaking and pointing at the red rocks, not watching ahead of them, much less into their rear view mirror... because if they did they would see me flippin them the bird, screaming and yelling, spitting on my dash and inner windsheild. Don't get me wrong, I don't take the beauty that I call home for granted, but I do have the common decencey and general love of safety, to pull off to the side of the road if I wanna look at something.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;and the newest one :
Mollys and Seans = Arrogant, judgemental, holier than thow, egotistical, hosers that will spend eternity most likely in hell for throwing the first stone, on numerous occasions .
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;
Last &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Rollergirls&lt;/span&gt; tonight... tune in or be forever square and outta the loop&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114348751655281933?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114348751655281933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114348751655281933' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114348751655281933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114348751655281933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/03/loved-this-had-to-post-it-and-in-same.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114340451319176580</id><published>2006-03-26T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T12:21:53.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kinda an anti climatic weekend really.   Although it was quite fun, don't get me wrong.  Thursday night was really the "big night".  But it was just me and Chad bar hopping in the VOC... which only has two bars worth going to.  Fuck the Full Moon Saloon... buncha effen punks... Mol what do yall call the L Parker yuppies? something funny... uppity bitches. something on those lines thats the element at the moon... so we hit the brook and the pub and were kinda smashed when we got home, so it couldn't have been too bad.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Smashed enough to let crazy ass NY Eric sleep on the couch.  I feel bad for the guy, he's currently living in hotels or with some crazy lady who sometimes rent him her office  for 10 bucks a night... but he is harmless enough.. and we all crashed out around 3 or 4.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Friday night was way low key... steve and e came over and we played some cards and had some beers and were in bed by midnight.   Saturday we helped B stein move into his new condo, which is way nice.  Right by the pool so we went and got beers and chips and kicked it poolside for like 4 beautiful hours.  We all got mucho sol, as it was like 85 in scottsdale and perfect for sippin coronas and talking shit...
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;but then we went and stuffed ourselves out at Teakwoods... some bar/grill that B recomended... Met an older couple from Madison Wisconsin, had a few Guiness and by the time we went to the Dirty Dogg Saloon we were all a little too tired to rock out with the cock out... and had a few beers and headed back to B's... a little nightcap and we were ready for beddy.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Thats the weekend in a nut shell... next week is Dark Star Orchestra in flagstaff and then tempe, that should be blasttastic... week after that is rollerderby... and thats it, thats all i know or care to divulge at this time... i'll holla later.  hopefully when i have some pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114340451319176580?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114340451319176580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114340451319176580' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114340451319176580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114340451319176580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/03/kinda-anti-climatic-weekend-really.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114313440219873399</id><published>2006-03-23T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T09:20:02.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DOPPLEGANGERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I love that word)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;



&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/wbh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/wbh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the same vein as Perez Hilton, I do beleive these to young gentleman may have been seperated at birth.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="left"&gt;B Stein aka the Golden Jew, on the left of Wee (nice pic of hugo too) my old holmie/ roomate from my days spent at "The U"... goin to visit him this weekend actually.

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;and Mols buddy BFF, right of Mol.  One of her old college holmies from "the baby u".&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/bff.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/sbh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here's some more evidence... of what im not sure... maybe evidence that B Stein was the designated driver that night, as me and Hugo look a little bit schmammed.  But what ev. yall have a good weekend and be safe!!!    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Holla ata blogga if you see him in da street!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114313440219873399?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114313440219873399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114313440219873399' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114313440219873399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114313440219873399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/03/dopplegangersi-love-that-word-in-same.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114304859860051922</id><published>2006-03-22T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T09:33:00.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/6d77.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The house sitting continues&lt;/span&gt;... but the end is in sight. We'll be done saturday and i think a trip to Scottsdale is our reward!!! "The big city" but then again any city is big compared to Lake Montezuma/Rimrock. I love being on the edge of civilization (literally), but every once in a while we need a night out on the town... a real restaraunt, a real bar, a real night out... with real people our age... well, Wees age anyway.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The snow continues&lt;/span&gt;... through last night at least. The roads into Sedona are shadowed here and there by mountains and hills, this leaves black ice because the sun has yet to hit that road. There was a 4 car accident on the way into town... 2 of the cars rolled over, I guess no one is hurt, but half of our office has yet to arrive because they closed the road. There is 2 other unrelated roll overs on the other side of town and like 10 accidents up by Flagstaff. You'd think these people lived in a desert or something... they are so unused to driving on ice. But to everyones credit, added to the black ice is the fact that there are no flat roads in the entire state! The stretch of road where that 4 car accident is going down a hill, that banks up at the side, kinda like a NASCAR track... I'm going to take my own life now because I talked about NASCAR in my blog! But you get the idea, and throw some ice on that stretch and the fact that it is 65 MPH and no one slows down...accidents are what you get. So if you are in Coconino County today, DRIVE SAFELY!!!
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You know what sucks&lt;/span&gt;? I missed Rollergirls on monday night!!! And it pisses me off!!! Rarely do I watch a show... like really "watch it", like wait all day that it comes on, be excited and then sit and watch the whole thing. I actually the last time I was this into a show was when i was like 10 and it was The A Team... B.A. Baracus eint got nothing on Sister Mary Jane though... but i missed the "roller ball". The only thing that pacifies me is that April 8th we will be attending the AZRD down in PHX... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="101" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/6d77.jpg" width="81" border="0" /&gt;
Thats the bout poster but I couldn't get it to post perfectally so because I am in sucha dire need of a haircut here is a picture of... &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/brutus_beefcake1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/brutus_beefcake1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;





Who? do you remember his name? I do ... I met him at a bar in Madison once, he was a cool dude, he even let everyone call him by his wrestling name... Do you know it? Mol I hope that you remember his name he was your guy on saturday mornings!!!


I think I need that outfit BTW. Maybe for the wedding... instead of a tux... yah and all my best men can dress up as other 80's WWF Superstars!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114304859860051922?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114304859860051922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114304859860051922' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114304859860051922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114304859860051922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/03/house-sitting-continues.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114297093356617895</id><published>2006-03-21T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T11:55:33.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think it is a form of cabin fever or what but I have been so... well cruddy is a good word.  Just feeling cruddy, stressed, and generally down.  There have been a lot of changes in my life lately... promotion at work, brother home from Iraq and moved in with us, house sitting (not getting to my own house since friday) but I think that its a combo of all of that. 
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;That and not getting ANY exersize.  I have been on like 2 hikes this past month and have played no basketball, it's just been so cold and rainy and blah...  It's a rut of sorts.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I need to play some ball!!!  Really, I need to run, and shoot, and pick and roll.  It's been way too long since I have even dribbled a basketball- like 3 months... and my belly is starting to resemble a basketball under a blanket, so I'm sure Wee agrees.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I miss hiking the most... getting waaaaay back in the desert, alone, spare my dog, hiking stick and water.  Hiking back and finding a small ruin, or petroglyph or arrowhead... those little ancient reminders that others had walked the same path.  Magical, enlightening, moments spurred by simple paintings or etchings on rocks.  Connections felt in my soul to the ancient hands who crafted the arrowheads and pottery.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;So I'm going to hike on friday, and then when were down in PHX on saturday "I'm gonna ball some foo's up" .  We'll be down there helping b stien move into his new condor!!! That night is going to be spent at the Dirty Dogg Saloon!!!!   Partying it up old school style... Brews in the hand and babes on the bar!!!
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Holla&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114297093356617895?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114297093356617895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114297093356617895' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114297093356617895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114297093356617895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-think-it-is-form-of-cabin-fever-or.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114289481003971507</id><published>2006-03-20T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T14:46:50.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A quick weekend recap... Pictures to follow when we get 'em.
Thur- watched the tourney, drank some beer
Fri-    watched the tourney, drank a shite load of beer and guiness, wore a lot of green.
Sat-  watched touney, recooperated and started house sitting for my aunt catherine.
Sun-  recooperated, hung out, coontinued to watch house (until next sat).  Made a fire in the fireplace for Wee... cozied... watched the tourney.  Went to sleep early.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;My tourney picks?  Not doing to bad... I had Duke, U conn, Ohio St. and Villanova in the final four and three of them are left, so we'll see.  I'm only 10 points behind in my bracket pool so that isn't too bad.
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Still snowy/rainy, deffinately colder than usual... tonight is some more chill time... much needed, I have a headache and its one of those that sits behind your eyeballs and feels like little leprachauns repeatedly booting me in my optic nerve with their wee green boots.

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and stay classy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114289481003971507?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114289481003971507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114289481003971507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114289481003971507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114289481003971507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/03/quick-weekend-recap.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114244084494495886</id><published>2006-03-15T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T08:40:45.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;In order to find his equal, an Irishman is forced to talk to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/st%20pats.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/400/st%20pats.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;Best Saint Patties Day ever!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Was just last year... Wrigley was only like 5 months old.  She was so tiny, and cute and all white... just her blue freckles and her ears were just turning brownish red.  So effing cute!!!  Now she's all red/brown spots and those blue freckles on her muzzle... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;The Wee, Wrigley and I went into Sedona for the St. Patties Day parade in the morning and found a nice little sunny spot on the grass.  Wrigley played tug o war with me and her leash for about fifteen minutes and then she fell asleep.  And she slept through the whole parade... bands, police cars, fire engine sirens, little kids yelling from the curb for candy.  Slept through the whole thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;"Aaaw she must be really tired.  Either that or she's deaf." hahaha that would suck to have a deaf dog.  Well we all know that she's deaf now, but back then we hadn't figured it out yet.  But the parade ended, we woke her up and she/we all walked back to the car.  I remember her little, short, white legs running so fast just to keep up with us.  And we didn't even need a leash she just stayed right next to us... looking up every once in a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;We got to the car , loaded her in and drove over to the Red Planet Diner for lunch.  Thats where the pic was taken... and she slept under the table the whole time.  When the guy came over and asked if we wanted our picture taken we said yes and I had to lift her off of her little bed under the table.  Her bed made up of my hoody and her tedy bear.  Thats why her eyes are hardly open in the pic, she was sleeping like 5 seconds before that was taken... and now she is all grown up... and a crazy bitch!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;But here's looking forward to another great St. Patties...this time it's Chad and Me and its starting early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;here's my fav Yeats poem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;THE FIDDLER OF DOONEY by W.B. Yeats
When I play on my fiddle in Dooney,     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Folk dance like a wave of the sea;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;My cousin is priest in Kilvarnet,     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;My brother in Moharubuiee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
I passed my brother and cousin,    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They read in their books of prayer;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I read in my book of songs     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I bought at the Sligo fair.
    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When we come at the end of time,     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To Peter sitting in state,     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He will smile on the three old spirits,     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But call me first through the gate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
For the good are always the merry,     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Save by an evil chance,     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And the merry love the fiddle     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And the merry love to dance;
    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And when the folk there spy me,     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They will all come up to me,     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;With "Here is the fiddler of Dooney!"     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And dance like a wave of the sea."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
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      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114244084494495886?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114244084494495886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114244084494495886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114244084494495886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114244084494495886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/03/in-order-to-find-his-equal-irishman-is.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114235249225306927</id><published>2006-03-14T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T08:08:12.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/shmrk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/shmrk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/sham..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/sham..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST Saint Patrick's Day memory #2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This one comes from my youth and is my second favorite St. Patties day memory ever.  My mom had taken my lil bro, sis and I to the St. Patties day parade in downtown Waukegan when I was like 10.  I don't remember much about the parade itself but i do remember it was cold... damn cold... so cold that our little shamrock stickers wouldn't stick to our rosy cheeks.  Ryan, my lil bro was still in his buggy so he was a wee wee Irish man back then... I can still picture his chubby, bright red cheeks, made even chubbier by green hat that was tied so tight under one of his many chins.  His little wet, chapped mouth letting out littler puffs of steam with each breath.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And my sis Mol, running into the middle of the street for candy, almost getting trampled by horses and bigger kids alike... back then, "they" let you do fun shit when you were a kid, even if it endangered you... as long as you had fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;But the real story in this one had to do less with the parade and more with the News Sun (waukillas rag) reporter came up to us and asked our names and when we said "Sean, Molly, and Ryan" he said "Oh you must be Irish!" and took a few pics of us standing there, and Ry in his buggy... he thanked us, talked to mom a few seconds and hustled off with a trail of steam rising in the air behind him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"You guys are going to be in the paper!!!" ma said&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I was effing pumped!!!  I don't know why... the fame probably... all the kids in Mrs. Buddenhagen's (my) class were going to see me in the paper... I was to be famous... I waited for the paper delivery kid like I was waiting for a birthday present in the mail... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;cut to monday morning and the front page of the news sun... and the picture of Molly bending down by Ryan in his buggy and my &lt;em&gt;frickin' hand ontop of the buggy&lt;/em&gt;!!! &lt;em&gt;  FUCKING WHAT?!?&lt;/em&gt;And not even a mention of my name... me their big brother, who only earlier that day ran down to the Econo Lodge's restaraunt and gotten 3 hot cocoas for us, and ran Mol's ass to the bathroom every ten minuutes, and covered Ry's ears when the fire department came by, horns blaring... No mention for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Damn left wing liberal media... may you all rot in a paper meche coffin for eternity!!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/shmrk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;But not before a few Guiness...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114235249225306927?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114235249225306927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114235249225306927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114235249225306927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114235249225306927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/03/best-saint-patricks-day-memory-2this.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114228726571431430</id><published>2006-03-13T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T14:55:23.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/rg_photoGal_full_0000s_0005_Layer22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/rg_photoGal_full_0000s_0005_Layer22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


If what A &amp; E says is true then there is too be no rollergirls tonight. And on top of that there is two more episodes until the championship... the rollerball is first... I'm sooo sad that SMJ and the Holy rollers lost last week. I was pissed but if they gotta lose to anyone I guess it should be Lux and the rhinestones. I guess?
The Rollerderby party of the year ensues as the entire league gets together to celebrate the season and award the best of the best in an over-the-top awards ceremony. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/rg_photoGal_full_0000s_0004_Layer23.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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My mom left today, back to Illinois... her visit was very nice. My bro Chad drove from South Bend Ind. to Lexington Kentuck yesterday to visit our other bro Harland. Basically drove through tornado alley 2006... after Kentuck he is leaving to drive back here for st patties... through forrest fire texas and all... he's in for quite a trip.

&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Speaking of quite a trip... how about the one st. patties day, musta been 1998 when me and a certain college bestie who will remain nameless decided to take a "trip". We had recently attended a rave in a barn in wisconsin somewhere and had recieved as a gift 10 green gel tabs of some pretty strong LSD.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of our freinds was having a party the night before paties day, so we intended to stop in for a few... have a few drinks and go back home to get a little rest before waking up at 4, for our 420 pre party and then Mainstreet Bar at 6... well the party was just so darned fun we stayed... and stayed... and I vaguley recall him looking over to me and stating "its 2 fookin am in the mornin man! I donthink weeer sleepin toonighdd." and we didn't... we got back to our apartment at about 330...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Dude... peeps are gonna be here in like half an hour!!!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I fawkin know Ssshaawnee! What are we going to do?" and then he smiled, that big old goofy smile that only he could. "Fuck it!" and with that he went into the room and came back out with our 10 little green prizes. We took 2 each with a keystone ice and vowed secrecy that day. If you've never taken acid... there is something to be said for doing it in a group. Or at least letting someone who is "sober" know just what you are on... we didn't untill later . People showed up at 4... and the party started... 420 came and went, i thought that the stuff was bunk because I was feeling so sleepy but then at about 515-530... the walls began to breath.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I heard his "acid giggle" and i knew we had begun... I looked over at him and saw those W I D E&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;eyes and shiteating grin and all I could do is laugh my ass off. Tree our good freind who often came along with us on these "excursions" knew exactally what our giggles and faces were saying. But she played it cool until we were walking to the bar and had lagged to the back of the pack. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"What did you fuckers take this morning?" she asked &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Huh huh hehehehe" was our answer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Dudes fuck that! Give me some I'll pay yah."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"We didn't buy it" he said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I'll buy you guys beer all day!" she pleaded&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I dunno...? whuddya think sshawnee?" he said laughing and swirling and stumbling around. It's weird but I'm getting that weird "acid stomach" right now, just writing about it. Half anticipation of whats to come, half butterflies, half nautia. But 100 % fun at that point in my life... although I do beleive it has done unreversable damage to my social abilities, and do not recommend it... back then we loved to nothing more than a good "trip"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;and thats what we had that day. We gave tree 2 and then we took 2 more each and we were out. In every sense of the word... but man it was a crazy day... we stayed up all the way and closed the bar at 1 am the next day.  There was a lot of "puke n rally" that day.  One time I slammed a green beer so fast, and it made me immediately sick and I puked it right back up... it was still cold commin back up... and green too.  I should probably have died that day for many reasons.  We weren't in the bar the whole time because around noon we walked the rail road track to a small lake, carrying a case of brew... hung out there and had a blast.  Dodged the train on the way home...Went back to the bar... had some drinks.  went over to our freind happy's house for a cook out around 5, and back to the bar until close.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know how bad drugs are for you... so don't preach... I know that now because I did them back then... acid escpecially, but man it was fun.  I still remember how weird it was to see sunlight flooding the east side of the bar... how the sun hued everything blue/green that day when we were outside, but everything inside seemed orange.  We laughed all day... my belly hurt for so long after that one.  It truly was one of the best days of my life- definately one of the best parties... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;where you at D.J.?  Missing ya, wishin you were in the AZ for this years festivities.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114228726571431430?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114228726571431430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114228726571431430' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114228726571431430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114228726571431430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/03/if-what-e-says-is-true-then-there-is.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114219716740480931</id><published>2006-03-12T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T12:59:27.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>still snowing... we took a marraige annopuncement photo infront of some snow covered red rocks.  Engagement pic for the News Sun. Waukegan's very own newspaper, so keep an eye out.

&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;The snow and the fact that it's St. Patricks week has me reminising about St. Patties past.  So I will try to give you fair readers a top 5 st. patties day memories of mine.  What I can remember that is,  St. Patricks day at the U was always wild, as Manistreet and the other bars would open at 600 am... and the pre parties to those would start around 420 am so it was always a long day... but U stories will be later in the week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The snow reminds me of 3 St. Patties ago when I lived in the VOC and really had no "good" freinds out here except for Sarah... so I was driving to her house in my SHITTY buick skylark aka Luke Skylarker, rusty, rattling, ragged, slooshing through the snow up to the highest elevated part of Sedona, at the foot of Thunder Mountain.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pouring snow at this point and I pass a broken down car on the side of the road.  There is a hispanic man standing outside of it and as I pass by him I could see his wife and small child inside the car.  She was worried, mothers eyes worry the same no matter what language their toungues speak.  I looked up at the cloudy sky and the large snow flakes and thought "How can I claim to be Catholic, and be ready to party on a Saints feast day, but not help fellow Catholics in trouble?"  And with that I pulled a u turn at the next stop sign and drove back... in my shitty skylark... my rusted jedi, my shoddy ghettomobile...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Hola.  Neccesito assitar"  I couldn't then nor really can I now conjegate their language properly but I usually can get my point across, and make a mexican smile at my feeble attempts at their beautiful language "Si, Gracias, batteria"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;except i though  that he said "lotteria"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"?lotteria?" i asked... "?Adonde?" i said opening the door thinking that he needed a ride to the gas station for some lottery tickets or something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But he just looked at me puzzled and walked around to the front of his coche and opened the hood and  pointed ..."batteria"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"ooohhh si." and i pulled janky ass luke skylarker up and turned around so our dos coches were kissing (bocce) there's some italian for mol... but I got out of the car he thanked me again and had already conncected the cables to his battery and was watching me as I opened my rusty, ghetto ass hood.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I opened my hood and there standing upright and alive on my engine block was a fat chipmunk, just looking at me.  I looked at it, and then the mexican man, he looked at me and just started laughing his ass off...  and I started laughing and the chipmunk didn't find it funny at all so it ran down my engine and out the bottom, across the snowy road.  We jumped his car, laughing the whole time, he tried to give me a ten dollar bill and I said "no gracias." he smiled and we parted ways in the snow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I still tell this story (obviously) and can only imagine how many times he has told his side of it, laughing con his amigos at my gringo ass in the snow.  And imagining that my shitty car ran on some sort of flintstonesque, chipmunk on wheel, hooked to belts that pulled my crappy car along the road.  So I laugh and retell this story every now and again and I imagine him pouring shots of tequila out on the ground for me saving his wife and child that st patties.   What strides were made in Mexican/Irish American relations that day.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114219716740480931?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114219716740480931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114219716740480931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114219716740480931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114219716740480931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/03/still-snowing.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114210856172978914</id><published>2006-03-11T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T12:26:05.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;SNOW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It is snowing quite a bit now, we are finally getting some percipitation and the desert is dancing under a coat of gorgeous snow. The red rocks that surround my home and work are white in the nooks and crannys and ledges where snow can gather on the now cold rocks. Its awesome... The clouds and fog rolling in and out of the steep, red valley... ghostlike, creeping around orange and purple spears of earth... falling softly onto the green bushes and small trees...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hopefully I will be able to post some pictures of just how amazing it is by the weeks end... but we'll see. I have my first big report to be turned in on Monday, so I'm busting tail today and tomarrow. That plus the fact that my mom is in town, so my post work time is taken up to. I shouldn't say taken up... we're having a great time so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/Risk1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We have gone out to eat at Dahl and Dalucas fine dinning in the VOC... Its really fancy smancy... I got the rib eye and it was out of this world!!! It was so tender and mouthwatering it was almost like candy. We went out there with Ma and my step dad Tony, my aunt and uncle, me, wee, and my cuz jessica, who we asked last night to stand up in the wedding!!! awww it was so cute, she of course said yes and is way pumped since she has known Wee since she was a baby. Shit she named Tariina Wee in the first place... so it's fitting her be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;But we also ate out at the Brooklyn Cafe which was great as usuall... gotta love the buffalo wings and fries... spicy spicy spicy, mmmmmm. And then yesterday during the day me, ma, wee and wee's ma went down to scottsdale and got a bunch of wedding stuff... some of it i wanna surprise guests with so i wont go into detail, but it is all really cool... we took care of mostly the vases, table clothes, etc.. for the tables. We got an aisle runner, and some other fun little presents. It's really starting to come together... My dad is sending some cash out so we can start buying booze and c hampagne and wine when it's on sale... that will be the big part... but there is still sooooo much to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Not tonight though. I'm going to finish up some work and then head over to my aunt and uncles house for party. and some RISK. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/Risk1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/Risk1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The best game ever... the game of world domination and I will try and give you an accurate report of the battles in the future as well... Much like little yaya did a few months back on his blog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://yougohuskies.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://yougohuskies.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;check it out it was a funny post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but thats it for now... yall be good.. if your in the Chi, get a hold of Molly cause her and my now 21 year old lil brotha are goin out tonight. 2 outta the 3 Bench siblings in one spot is dangerous, but always fun. 3 outta 3 is growns for arrmegeddon, thats why I stay in the A.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOLLA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114210856172978914?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114210856172978914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114210856172978914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114210856172978914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114210856172978914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/03/snowit-is-snowing-quite-bit-now-we-are.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114192526215701258</id><published>2006-03-09T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T09:27:42.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yah so my new job is probably the most mentally challenging one I have ever had. Jackhammer operator was definately the most physically hard... that or mason hod. Teaching pre school was the biggest test of my patience but this new one, whew! I'm a little worried. It is quite overwhelming at this point/ learning all of it. 


&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;The mojority of it has to do with a program called Atlas that basically keeps track of all the different kinds of tours we offer here. Who booked the tour, what they toured, what they were gifted, when, where, why they didn't show if they canceled the tour etc... and when I say etc..., I mean etc... thats a BIG ETC... So I have vowed to make Atlas my bitch. And I will...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have to learn it inside and out, and since it is an entity onto itself, I really have no experience to compare it to. Maybe word crossed with excel on steroids, crossed with some old school program from War Games... &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/400/warg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe if Ally Sheedy was here to help me learn I could do better. Or if Matthew Broderick was singing "Donkashane" (spelling way off there, Im Irish not German) behind me at my desk, then I would be lulled into a crooner induced coma and be able to sit contently and consume this info.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I don't see any of that happening so I vow...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/400/atlas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To make Atlas my bitch!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114192526215701258?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114192526215701258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114192526215701258' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114192526215701258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114192526215701258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/03/yah-so-my-new-job-is-probably-most.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114184459211355186</id><published>2006-03-08T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T11:03:12.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/SedonaSnowClearing_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/SedonaSnowClearing_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Snow in Sedona.  I didn't think we were going to get any this spring but  I should have nkown better.  It is sooooo pretty with the white on top of the red rocks... truly something to be viewed in person.  Awe- inspiring.

But im crazy busy at this new job so I'll holla later.


So until later...
                                  Love, peace, and hair grease&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114184459211355186?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114184459211355186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114184459211355186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114184459211355186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114184459211355186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/03/snow-in-sedona.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114177120311677647</id><published>2006-03-07T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T14:40:03.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;U. S. A.    &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;U.S.A.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;U.S.A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Let's go US!!!  I love this whole Baseball Classic thing.  So fun...  heres a link to the stats &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sports.espn.go.com/mlb/worldclassic2006/index"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://sports.espn.go.com/mlb/worldclassic2006/index&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did You Know?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The S. Korea government makes every able bodied Korean man serve 2 years in the military.  Only way to get out of it was to win a gold medal at the olympics, but now if they win their pool in the WBC their service is exempt.  And thats what they did, they went 3-0 and beat Japan to take first in the "Asia Pool".  I was rooting for them in that pool, I had to once I heard that... that plus I have 3 cousins who were all born in South Korea.  But I don't think they'll get too far in the next part of the tourney... I'm surprised that they beat Japan even...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And in my personal life today- I got promoted!  It's kinda scary really, I've been here for like 9 months and already I'm basically management.  Of course there have been a lot of people quitting left and right, the majority of them because of the stress.  Because of the "head boss lady" being hard to work for.  Other people have used the term "bitch" but I think thats a term that people put on a woman who is hard working, know what she wants and needs, and is not afraid to ask.  I just ask that she has some respect and patience with me learning this new job.   Is that to much to ask? possibly? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I think that she asked 2 other people before me... and they said no, basically out of fear  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; fuck dat I eint skurd-  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sure she is hard to work for... I have seen evidence already, but for the cash they are hopefully going to pay me I'm going to give it the old "U try".   Well maybe not "the U try" because that would consist of bong rips, keystone ice, and Madden '96.  But Imma try my ass off for her and I've worked for a few boss ladies in my past, some more demanding than others... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and if not there are always other things to do for money... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will leave you with the words of waylon smithers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Whats wrong with this country, can't a man walk down the street without someone trying to offer him a &lt;em&gt;job&lt;/em&gt;!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114177120311677647?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114177120311677647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114177120311677647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114177120311677647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114177120311677647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/03/u.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114168543056328134</id><published>2006-03-06T14:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T14:50:30.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we might actually get some rain today!!!
we're ging on like 140 days with no precipitation
they are already talking about closing my desert!!!  I'll be so sad, usually the desert is closed from like june to august, but it's so dry this year and was so dry last fall that the desert is as dry as it is ni the summer NOW!!!
so that probably means no camping, no hiking all summer... booooo

just kinda a dreary, down, day.  work is crazy. my coworkers are all pissy, my boss is asking me for things that I have no idea where to get them... all in all im just ready to get home and watch Rollergirls in my PJs.


goodnight

i'll post better tomarrow

stay classy "wherever you are"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114168543056328134?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114168543056328134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114168543056328134' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114168543056328134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114168543056328134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/03/we-might-actually-get-some-rain-today.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114158148457484741</id><published>2006-03-05T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T10:00:54.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;First of all I wanna wish my "little bro" a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;21st birthday!!!!&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The man so nice they named him a million times- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;RP, Yaya, Ry, Arps, 40 ounce, R-dogg, the big Bambino, the ill-state pi-rate, but I call him brotha. &lt;/span&gt;He and Mol and Chad and the rest of the fam went out Waukilla style last night... I'm still waiting for the report... &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but heres some pics of his goofy ass. top to bottom they go: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;. Ry, Mol, Me, Wee and Heather at Heather and Dre's wedding. Goddamn hippies always inventing new instruments And Wee and Ry later that same wedding.
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&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My god damn blog spot is dysfunctional. I'm sure it is something that I did, but when? and how? I dont know... I's been a few days with no sidebars, no links, nothing but space off to my right there... Disapointing, somehow I thought it would have fixed itself by now... Damn!!!&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The funniest part is now I cant check all my other blog holmies cause I usaually link off of mine, then to Mols, and 6's and B's and so on... aaaaaahhhhehe hee hee.
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This weekend was fun, although we didn't get to go to the Cubs game on Saturday. The old "teal rocket" was making some funny knocking noises and we thought that risking a trip down to PHX for a game that we weren't so sure we could get into wasn't worth it. That and we were kinda hung over.
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Friday night was one of Wee's girl's from work birthday... and it was kinda outta hand. Me and my guy Frank went to the brooklyn cafe at about 6 after "hanging out" at his house for a few. His wife works with Wee too, basically its a whole office of really cute women. But they were all at the hideaway cafe in Sedona and were going to meet us at the brook cause they all got rooms at the hotel that is attatched. Frank and I had a few corona's and a few jager bombs- yah, jager bombs at 7pm... not always the best idea now that im an old fart... But the girls stumbled in around 9 and the festivities began.
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You know me and Wee had to get out and step when "step in the name of love" came on the juke box... and I had put like $20 in when the barkeep came over and gave me 2 more $20s and said "go ahead and keep the party goin." so we were shakin tailfeathers and what not and then played a little pool for a while. Against this couple and the girl was from Calumet City Illinois, so i was giving her a hard time sayin she was ghetto and what not... and then she asked me a little bit later where in Chicago I was from...
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"Waukegan."
"FUCKIN' WAUKEGAN and you're callin &lt;em&gt;me ghetto&lt;/em&gt;!!! and we were pretty much besties for the rest of the night. Her boyfreind was cool too... He was so familiar looking, but he said he grew up in Colorado or something, nowhere near the Chi... and we all just kinda kicked it.
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I told the birthday girl to put some music in and all of a sudden the party went from booties shakin to Jay Z and "erryone droppin it like it was hot" to cowboys riddin on steel horses and everyone sittin at the bar. And then I went into the bathroom and there were two guys basically about to get into a fight.

But I tried to avoid the whole thing and just started my buisness. But for some reason these guys thought that it was a good idea to ask me to mediate this whole sitch, while I was standing at the urinal "finishing up". So I washed my hands- quickly- nodded my head yes a few times, dried my hands- quickly- shook my head no a few times and when the one guy asked me my opinion again I went "Tarintino on dey asses" and said "my name is paul and dis is tween yall." and left...
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Wee musta been getting the same "its time to fly vibes" cause when i got back to the bar she kinda whispered to me that we should leave. So we said our goodbyes and left... went home, Wee was kinda tired and not feeling well so she hit the hay while I stayed up listening to old Jack Kerouac CDs and drinking rum and cokes... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saturday we went and saw Pink Panther... I give 2&lt;em&gt; ehs? &lt;/em&gt;outta 10. Steve Martin is my guy but he was mediocre at best. My gurl B was lookin good though. The plot was kinda random, no where near as good as the first Pink Panther movies... but I LOLed a few times... its a renter. But we went out for a nice dinner and then just headed back to the Rock and hung out at home with the dogs... My mom (Reen) is in town wednesday, i gotta convincer to go to roller derby with us next saturday... hahahaha my mom at a roller derby. The next game is the Bruisers (who r nurse themed) vs Surlies (pirate themed) and my mom was a nurse for like 5 epochs so I think thats how I'll get her to go. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Mom you &lt;em&gt;hafta&lt;/em&gt; go its a nurse team!!! It's a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;moral imparative&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!!" She'll go... for the people watchinng alone... she'll go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;"God save the Reen"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114158148457484741?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114158148457484741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114158148457484741' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114158148457484741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114158148457484741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/03/first-of-all-i-wanna-wish-my-little.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114131519784815217</id><published>2006-03-02T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T07:59:57.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;More like &lt;em&gt;Dead&lt;/em&gt; horses, thats what the SP's beat the "Big Horses"  like in the first round.  Both GINA and Hugo shot well and pulled in the victory... but the second round was a little more of a challenge against "some frat, ass, fuckers"&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mol was in attendance and she even said that they were "Two frat boys.  One or two years out of college.  Emphasis on &lt;em&gt;boys.&lt;/em&gt;"  beauty before age evidentally.  And as you might imagine Hugo was a little upset getting vanquished from the playoffs in such a manner.  From our phone conversation I couldn't tell if he was angry because of the loss or if it was because someone let him drink whiskey.  Evidentally he was tipsy enough to carry around one of his co-workers white purse all night... and even left the bar with it.  I think that's technically robbery, but I don't know how things work around Wrigleyville.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Shameess Promotions had one hell of a season though.  They fought their way up to #9 in the league and showed well in the offs but like many people on the north side they too will have to wait until next season.  And there were rumors that GINA wouln't be returning for the next season.  But the SP's offered her a lucretive contract, and of last night she was reported as "on board" for the next season... a season in which the SPs have to be one of the odds on favorites.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So thanks Hugo nad GINA for a great season!  You're loyal promosexuals are already ready to cheer you on!!!&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This weekend- I'm going to see the Cubbies beat up on the Giants down in Scottsdale!!!  I'm soooo pumped, I didn't get to go to any spring training games last year.  So I was kinda sad to see my streak of 15 years in a row seeing at least one Cubs game, but here's to &lt;em&gt;new&lt;/em&gt; streaks!!!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yall be good, be safe, and I'll catch ya on the flip-flop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114131519784815217?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114131519784815217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114131519784815217' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114131519784815217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114131519784815217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/03/more-like-dead-horses-thats-what-sps.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114125763540534726</id><published>2006-03-01T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T10:34:46.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GO!!!
Right now!!!
Start Running!!!
To the Cubby Bear... for the cornhole playoffs!!! Tonight!!!

"Promosexuals, mount up!!!"

Our beloved SP's drew the Big Horses in the first round... they shouldn't be much of a problem but every game after that is going to be a bean bag battle. Hugo was seen near the loop this morning jogging in an all gray sweat suit... Eye of the Tiger &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blaring&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; out of his head phones... note I said headphones... Hugo is old school like that... no I pod... were talking a 1982 model walkman. Gray and black, tapes only, the fast foward button doesn't work... ya gotta take the tape out and flip it over and then rewind it.

But you know what you do when you're that oldschool?
you get hype... really hype... and you throw cornholes, uncontiously, often, and all night.
lets hope he does cause GINA cant carry him again, specially four games in a row.

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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;Go Shameless Promos!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chicagocornhole.com/leagues/cubbybear/Playoffs_CubbyBear_Winter2006.pdf"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114125763540534726?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114125763540534726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114125763540534726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114125763540534726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114125763540534726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/03/go-right-now-start-running-to-cubby.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114106679226699599</id><published>2006-02-27T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T11:03:39.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/sixtoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/sixtoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saint pinky of the foot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Some say she was just a wayward toe on a wayward woman's foot. I would argue Pinky was a martyr for a generation. And a saint... saint of the small and downtrodden. Saint of all of those who have ever gone "wee wee wee all the way home". Saint of balance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Starshine, my sisters bestie growing up, and intrical part of the "Burton Block Posse" has decided to amputate her superfluous, sixth toe much to my dismay. I am not sure how many hours during the summers I had spent back then taking quick glances on the sly at her flip flopped or sandled foot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But I knew that I would never be disapointed, and I never was, because each time Starshine turned her head to watch passing car or to yell at her brother not to come so close to her on their speeding skateboardsI would sneak a quick look and that extra pinky toe would always be there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Staring up at me as if to say ""what are you staring at? I'm right where I'm sposda be!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Eeeeeww that is so cool." i'd think. Six toes seemed like a genetic advance to me... faster, more agile, better swimmer... but she was always shy about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and heres some Brew Crew trivia for all you wiscohosers out there... this is no lie... there was a player named... well here you go&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/lezcano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/lezcano.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;note the number&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I sit with a hole in my heart where a little toe used to be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and my boots feel a little bit bigger on my feet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114106679226699599?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114106679226699599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114106679226699599' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114106679226699599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114106679226699599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/02/saint-pinky-of-foot.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114098746222408102</id><published>2006-02-26T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T12:57:42.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He's not drunk he's my brother&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
All in all it was a pretty fun weekend.  We didn't go down to the rollerderby in Tuscon... Chad wasn't bout it bout it, and since it's his first weekend back in the US I wasn't going to argue.  It looks like I was the only one who picked any rollerderby teams that made... ll because I went with the home girls  AZRD!!!

Instead of making that long trip down to Tuscon Wee and I drove up to Flagstaff with Chad on Friday... I was off, and Wee was sick... but she still came with.  Mostly for chad to do some shopping and then we went to Maloneys for lunch... Maloneys was a s always "eh?" the food never impresses me but Chad loves the Philly cheese steaks.  We got home from Flag around 430... me and Wee got in a nap and around 8 we started getting ready to go out.

Went to the Brooklyn cafe in the VOC.  And Chad started out like the world was running outta crown royal.  5 drinks down and he started asking for doubles... a little golden tea and by 11 o clock we were ready to try out the pub for a while... not so much

Chad in the parking lot "'UUUhh,  mmmaaybbe weessshhuulllldd jussssss g g gooo onnnsshhome." stumbling slightly.
Wee "Sure."
Me "Okay"

Chad laid down in the back seat and we made it all the way to trusty old exit 293- lake montezuma, and it must have been the centrifical force of the off ramp because we were about half way around it when Chad said  "Hey Tariina... ummmpppullllllovvvverrrr immmmmaaa ppukke"

door open, mouth open, around 50 fluid ounces of crown royal emptied out onto exit 293- lake montezuma  BARRRFFF  "oohhhkaay immmmaallllddoonneeaa thunnnnx."

Wee drives the rest of the way home and when we arive, my dear brother needs a hand outta the car.  He's not drunk he's my brother.  Help him to his feet, help him walk/stumble towards the front door.  I turn away for one second and he starts falling... he reaches his hand out to grab something he sees in his pariphials to stop the fall.  But that thing is a rose bush...

"OOOOowwwaaaahhhhjjjjuuuussss huuurrrdddd mmmaaahhhhhhaaannnnnndddd."
blood dripping outta like five thorn sized holes in his hand and wrist.  Stumle stumble, bump into wall and I had him in the door and right into his bed.

He wasn't to bad the next day.  Nor I, even though I stayed up to 4 am drinking miller lite, smoking a "cigar" and playing Blitz 2005... it was fun i guess... more loserish than anything, and i realize this... but what else is there to do when your fiance and brother are both asleep and you still feel like raging.   well not raging obviously.

next day... saturday we had a cookout.  played some cornhole.  But My aunt and uncle and cuz came.  Wee's parents came.  Steve o and E came and BStein brought his new young lady freind up from PHX to partake in the festivities.  It was fun...

last night Wee had kinda roped me into a poker game with her dad and some of his neighbors.  I'm not a poker playin dude... i dont really get it... i kinda think its dumb... but i had fun giving those guys 34 of my hard earned money.  o well

got home around 11 and was too tired to watch the olympics so we all just crashed.  all in all it was fun... it's great to have chad back, but nows he's off to the wisco and then indiana.  he's pickin up his new car.  86 caddy. its no 85 chevy caprice classic but he's gonna have a smooth ride.  I guess it's tannish brown, he named her Foxy Brown... she'll be Dimples sister I guess.

holla im out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114098746222408102?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114098746222408102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114098746222408102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114098746222408102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114098746222408102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/02/hes-not-drunk-hes-my-brother-all-in.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114073061811998238</id><published>2006-02-23T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T13:49:03.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shameless Promos win&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they go 5-1 on the season&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hugo and GINA won in 3 games last night... putting them at 5-1 and getting them a high seed for the playoffs. Hugo said that he didn't shoot very well... and neither did GINA. Her mind was still on "the wallet fiasco of 06" and a little preoccupied. So preoccupied they decided to have a team meeting at the bar hours before the game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The team meeting included many beers and I think those beers and the "wallet fiasco of 06" were together the reason for the unusually poor showing. But no worries, for now... just gearing up for the playoffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh yah and shameless promotion's fan club has titled themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the grateful dead have the deadheads, the Cubs have the bleache bums, the Shameless Promotions have the &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Promosexuals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In other "sport" the National Rollerderby Championship is being held in tuscon this weekend. We were gonna go but, that wasn't high on Chad's list of stuff to do so instead we will be having a cookout at the casa on saturday.... so come on by if you want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but here's a the link&lt;a href="http://www.tucsonrollerderby.com/dustdevil2006/"&gt;http://www.tucsonrollerderby.com/dustdevil2006/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im goin for the mad rollin dolls aka the dairyland dolls. how bout chyall... we need a pool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay and we need to have a pool for this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So you comment on who you think is going to finish #1,2,3 in Tuscon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the winner will get a prize... a t-shirt, from my workshop aka my garage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The shirts will be either a Promosexual shirt or Dairyland Dolls "smell our dairy-air" shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;or shit give me an idea and i'll spray and send that shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;heres a list of the teams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pick 3, put them in order and holla... i mean comment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Texas Rollergirls (Black) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Atlanta Rollergirls (Lt. Blue)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gotham Girls Roller Derby (Black) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kansas City Roller Warriors (Red)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Duke City Derby (green)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Arizona Roller Derby (Black)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dallas Derby Devils (Red) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mad Rollin’ Dolls (Blue)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Windy City Rollers (Silver) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B.ay A.rea D.erby Girls (Pink)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Minnesota Rollergirls (Brown) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Assassination City Derby (White) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Carolina Roller Derby (Red) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sin City Rollergirls (White)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Houston Roller Derby (Pink)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tucson Roller Derby (Black) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Rocky Mountain Rollergirls (Red) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Rat City Rollergirls (Black) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Providence Roller Derby (White) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Rose City Rollers (White) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;everyone have a great weekend and as usual don't spare the drunk dials.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114073061811998238?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114073061811998238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114073061811998238' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114073061811998238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114073061811998238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/02/shameless-promos-winthey-go-5-1-on.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114063812621521479</id><published>2006-02-22T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T11:55:26.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday I learned that my fav boss quit.  That is the 3rd of 4 "bosses" or upper level management that has quit since i started about 9 months ago... She was way cool and kinda acted as a buffer between me and the upper upper boss who can be kind of demanding. 
So this morning I come in and have a 2 new jobs to learn and do... and they are pretty in depth so today is a lot of learning so this is a short post... but if you wanna insperational story check
&lt;a href="http://sports.espn.go.com/espn/page2/story?page=santoliquito/060222&amp;lpos=spotlight&amp;amp;lid=tab1pos1"&gt;http://sports.espn.go.com/espn/page2/story?page=santoliquito/060222&amp;lpos=spotlight&amp;amp;lid=tab1pos1&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;holla atta blogga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and if you want $2 PBRs and to watch the shameless promos get win 5 on the season then go to the Cubby Bear in the Chi tonight!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114063812621521479?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114063812621521479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114063812621521479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114063812621521479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114063812621521479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/02/yesterday-i-learned-that-my-fav-boss.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114054730035542335</id><published>2006-02-21T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T10:41:47.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; Chads home part 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

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&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here's a shot of when the unit arrived and was still in formation.  Chad is the last soldier on this side, all the way to the back.  Two guys behind that really tall black guy... not a bad shot for just holding up the camera and snapping a shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and the other picture is of him and I hugging right after they dismissed the unit for the day.  I'm glad it was taken with my back towards the camera because i was crying like a little girl who  fell off her bike and dropped her doll down the sewer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/hug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/hug.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chad had to go back down to the armory for the day today.  To run the last tests, get his last orders, and stuff like that.  So when he gets back tonight he will be pretty much done.  But that ol' hill in washington decided to rewrite his contact.  He was done with his 6 years of duty, but then that hill added on 2 years of "double secret probation duty".  Now if they need to call him up for some reason they can.  I thought that was kind of underhanded but then again look who we're dealing with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He has told me a few of his crazy stories, most involving fire fights and injuries to humans or machinary.  Thats what he was doing, reteaving destroyed hummers from where they had been damaged, puttting them on a flat bed truck, taking them back to base and repairing them.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One of the, stories that wasn't related to danger I beleive is an awesome narrative to what is really going on over there.  Why we have soldiers there, and why there is such a loss of life, maybe this can begin to explain why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At the edge of one of the bases was a "zone" in which Iraqi gaurds, police, contractors interacted with "our guys".  When Chad first was over there, it was the first few months of that "zone" being open to those Iraqis.  Weel, the bathroom toliets, the ones in the stalls, kept breaking.  Every week someone would have to call janitorial staff to come and fix them.  Chad said that he called like 3 times and then just got sick of it and let someone else call it in.  But it was like 4 a week for a while and there were only 6 shitters in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was the seats, the up and down parts that kept breaking... and no one could figure out why or how it was happening so much.  Months went by, it was a mystery that they just fixed and went about their business.  Guess what was happening?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And this is what I was talking about a few posts ago about ignorance.  We think that word has such a negative conotation, but I think it can be remedied simply, through eduacation.  In this situation the ignorance that two sets of people have about each others ways, thoughts, even everyday utensils is highlighted by Chad's story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Iraqi people when they "pitch a deuce" do it in a small hole in the ground that goes into the sewer line.  They squat over the hole and take care of buisiness that way.  Guess how they were using the "American facilities"?  By standing on the seat and squatting over the toiliet that way... no wonder seats were breaking!!!  LOL.  I guess that it would be kind of gross to think of sitting where other naked ass had recently been shitting.  Gross enough, foreign enough, unthinkable enough that if someone didn't grow up doing it that way... I could see how they had no idea that was how it worked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I feel that is the just tip of the world relations iceburg... how are we going to mend our world relationships with other countries/ broken gates and fences when we don't even know what is going on in the other guy's outhouse?&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/hug.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114054730035542335?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114054730035542335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114054730035542335' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114054730035542335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114054730035542335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/02/chads-home-part-2-heres-shot-of-when.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16821851.post-114046224208295327</id><published>2006-02-20T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T11:04:02.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/1600/crwdchad.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3693/1607/320/crwdchad.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;You're &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT &lt;/span&gt;in the army now!!!!&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Down to the PHX to get Chad&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saturday, Wee and me slept down in PHX with my aunt and cuz at the hilton gardens.  We had never stayed there but it was really nice.  A gorgeous water feature by the jacuzzi but I didn't get in.  It was a little to chilly for me, but Wee and my little cuz got in and then into the unheated pool!!! Crazy biatches.&lt;/span&gt;



&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;where's Wee and Me?  Wee is wearing a Waldoesque shirt.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The rooms were really nice though.   We watched a little bit of the Olympics after &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that ... i love curling,  its like the cornhole ice capades.  And then we went to bed... mmm one of those nice, hotel bed sleeps that &lt;em&gt;can &lt;/em&gt;happen in nice hotels. (unlike the one from the other weekend)&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Woke up, a muffin and a cup o joe and we headed to the armory to get Chad.  It was packed!!! News crews and all... actually we all were on the news later that afternoon and last night.  So we waited in that armory gym for the unit for like an hour or so... there was an army band there who sounded more like the WHS bulldog band than anything else.&lt;/span&gt;


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&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16821851-114046224208295327?l=adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/feeds/114046224208295327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16821851&amp;postID=114046224208295327' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114046224208295327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16821851/posts/default/114046224208295327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrinkinthedesert.blogspot.com/2006/02/youre-not-in-army-now-down-to-phx-to.html' title=''/><author><name>s fromda west</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925320001380807811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
