<?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-8286118284946918708</id><updated>2011-08-01T21:18:46.484-05:00</updated><category term='Reviews'/><category term='What&apos;s On Tap'/><category term='Disc Golf'/><category term='USA Soccer'/><category term='Wall Street Thieves'/><category term='TV'/><category term='Rants'/><category term='CLU'/><category term='TFW'/><category term='Holiday'/><category term='Observations'/><category term='Three Sheets'/><category term='Weekend'/><category term='Anniversary'/><category term='Events'/><category term='Home Repair'/><category term='Articles'/><category term='Prairie Thunder'/><category term='Wipeout'/><category term='Tree Sap'/><title type='text'>The Tree Hugging Hippie</title><subtitle type='html'>Documenting the many adventures of Mike and Rachel for posterity. Or, for future use by the Department of Justice.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-6841597097992921494</id><published>2009-07-15T09:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T09:30:48.046-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Three Sheets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Three Cheers for Three Sheets</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm back to promote a great show that got a second life. The show is called Three Sheets and it used to be on the now defunct network MOJO. Three Sheets boils down to this, Zane Lamprey, a very funny guy with an iron liver, travels around the World visiting countries for the express purpose of introducing his audience to the local drinking customs. He give you some neat information about the place he's visiting and then proceeds to drink their local spirits with a local guide all the while making quippy jokes and educating people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The show has a devoted following (like Rachel and me) which has resulted in Zane continuing inside jokes (which are explained to the uninitiated) and the resulting drinking game. I guarantee you will enjoy this show if you like alcohol and/or travel. In fact, you will find yourself wanting to visit these places and marvel at how Zane has the best job in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;At the end of each show, Zane shows you the aftereffects of his imbibing. He usually looks like hell and that's the beauty. He doesn't show himself looking great, he's honest with how shitty he feels. Following that, he then tries the local hangover cure, usually to some comedic effect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think my favorite part of the show is how he nice and appreciative he is to his hosts. He can be outlandish and a jokester but you can tell he makes fast friends and the people are glad he came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, please check out Three Sheets on Fine Living Network starting Monday, July 20th. Here's his site, enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zanelamprey.com/projects/three_sheets/save_three_sheets.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.zanelamprey.com/projects/three_sheets/save_three_sheets.php&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mahalo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-6841597097992921494?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/6841597097992921494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=6841597097992921494' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/6841597097992921494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/6841597097992921494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/07/three-cheers-for-three-sheets.html' title='Three Cheers for Three Sheets'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-5954947918458784779</id><published>2009-07-01T10:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T10:24:52.038-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>Aceman</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I've told a couple people here and there about Adam Carolla's podcast but I wanted to let everyone know. Most of you will remember Adam from The Man Show, Loveline, and as one of the voices on Crank Yankers. He's hilarious and is a master of the rant. Adam could riff for 10 minutes on anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Check out his podcast on iTunes and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.adamcarolla.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.adamcarolla.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; , it's well worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Also, check out his movie The Hammer. Very funny and touching story of a 40 year old carpenter attempting a boxing comeback for the 08' Olympics. I think Rachel was reluctant to watch it but was soon laughing throughout. It's currently in rotation on the HBO family of networks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-5954947918458784779?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/5954947918458784779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=5954947918458784779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/5954947918458784779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/5954947918458784779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/07/aceman.html' title='Aceman'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-7586742366275694201</id><published>2009-06-26T06:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T07:06:22.234-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tree Sap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articles'/><title type='text'>Seriously?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Check out this article where the Iranian Ambassador to Mexico accuses the CIA of shooting Neda, the Iranian woman seen around the World after being shot by Iranian snipers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2009/WORLD/meast/06/25/iran.ambassador/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.cnn.com/2009/WORLD/meast/06/25/iran.ambassador/index.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;If you want proof that religion and government should have a permanent divorce, Iran is a shining, or dull, example. A country ruled by holy men with the sole purpose of controlling millions and subjugating half its population.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;This election fiasco, and the subsequent clamping down on protests and, most importantly, press reporting, shows how truly out of touch and despicable the Iranian government is. If you want to test whether a government is inherently evil, ask them these questions (followed by the answers for Iran):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you let your people come and go as they please? &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you let the press report freely? &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you let your people worship in whatever way they choose? &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you let your people choose not to worship? &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Are women given the same rights as men? &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope these protest galvanize into real change in Iran. I also hope that the people of the Middle East wake up to the fact that many of their religious leaders are manipulating them and stealing their futures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-7586742366275694201?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/7586742366275694201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=7586742366275694201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/7586742366275694201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/7586742366275694201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/06/seriously.html' title='Seriously?'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-7634293095691160561</id><published>2009-06-25T12:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T12:58:39.745-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA Soccer'/><title type='text'>Take That Spain!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sure many of you did not watch the USA versus Spain soccer match in the Confederations Cup. Well, you missed a great game and a fantastic upset over the #1 ranked team in the world. I loved everything about the game (except for the Michael Bradley BS red card) from the hustle and the spot on counter-attacks, to the inspired defense from Oguchi Onyewu, my favorite player.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Regardless of how they do in the finals against Brazil or South Africa, the squad should feel very proud of how they came back from elimination to beat one of the best teams in the world. I can only hope this style of play is built upon for the World Cup next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The United States of America, give us enough time and we will beat you at your own game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-7634293095691160561?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/7634293095691160561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=7634293095691160561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/7634293095691160561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/7634293095691160561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/06/take-that-spain.html' title='Take That Spain!'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-907699313322343072</id><published>2009-06-24T14:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T14:06:55.523-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articles'/><title type='text'>HA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yet another member of the moral majority bites the dust. I will try to contain my glee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2009/POLITICS/06/24/south.carolina.governor/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.cnn.com/2009/POLITICS/06/24/south.carolina.governor/index.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-907699313322343072?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/907699313322343072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=907699313322343072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/907699313322343072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/907699313322343072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/06/ha.html' title='HA!'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-1867046232553321305</id><published>2009-06-08T08:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T08:14:15.304-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wipeout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Everybody Can Suck It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kathy Griffin's "My Life on the D-list" premiers tonight on Bravo at 9pm. If you've never caught her show it is hilarious. I think what I like most about her and the show is that she doesn't hide her pathological desire to be noticed. While other celebrities act &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nonchalantly&lt;/span&gt; towards fame and exposure, Kathy pursues it with great vigor and is completely unashamed about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Also, she is one incredibly funny person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lastly, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wipeout&lt;/span&gt; has two new hours this Wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-1867046232553321305?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/1867046232553321305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=1867046232553321305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/1867046232553321305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/1867046232553321305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/06/everybody-can-suck-it.html' title='Everybody Can Suck It!'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-8403363110896715897</id><published>2009-06-04T06:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T07:03:01.189-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wipeout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>How's That for Equality?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, a female finally won Wipeout last night. In fact, it was an all female final four, for the first time ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I definitely have to hand it to the designers of the obstacles, the Bridge Too Far obstacle is top notch in terms of Schadenfreude. I could watch people get hit in the face by these platforms all day every day and it would never get old. I think it's my second favorite obstacle after the Big Balls (which will probably never be topped).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here are some decent sites I found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wipeoutzone.keshiheads.co.uk/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://wipeoutzone.keshiheads.co.uk/index.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wipeoutclub.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.wipeoutclub.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;You should definitely check it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-8403363110896715897?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/8403363110896715897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=8403363110896715897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/8403363110896715897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/8403363110896715897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/06/hows-that-for-equality.html' title='How&apos;s That for Equality?'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-2790941218326928079</id><published>2009-05-27T07:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T07:05:41.628-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Tonight's The Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wipeout's new season premiers tonight on ABC. Trust me, if you haven't seen this program before, you will love it. Wannabe actors running through obstacle courses and eating shit never ever gets old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Rest assured I will be giggling like a little kid tonight while watching people wipeout on the Big Balls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Also, So You Think You Can Dance is on tonight and tomorrow. I never thought I would watch something like this but thankfully Rachel showed me the way. Waaaaaaaaaaaaaay better program than American Idol. It's unreal what some of these dancers can do. I think my groin pulled itself (that sounded questionable) at least three times last week watching the premier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Check them out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-2790941218326928079?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/2790941218326928079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=2790941218326928079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/2790941218326928079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/2790941218326928079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/05/tonights-night.html' title='Tonight&apos;s The Night'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-3530006359344553188</id><published>2009-05-27T06:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T07:01:25.191-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articles'/><title type='text'>I Highly Reccommend Picking One Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Look, Cameron's house is for sale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.realtor.com/realestateandhomes-detail/370-Beech-Street_Highland-Park_IL_60035_1109385563"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.realtor.com/realestateandhomes-detail/370-Beech-Street_Highland-Park_IL_60035_1109385563&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Credit goes to Headline News for finding this story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-3530006359344553188?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/3530006359344553188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=3530006359344553188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/3530006359344553188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/3530006359344553188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-highly-reccommend-picking-one-up.html' title='I Highly Reccommend Picking One Up'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-152931967451510520</id><published>2009-05-19T07:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T07:10:59.834-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><title type='text'>Do Yourself a Favor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And check out Wipeout on ABC next Wednesday, May 27. It's one of the funniest shows on TV. If you like MXC and/or America's Funniest Home Videos you will LOVE Wipeout. I can't get enough of this show.  It's like watching an episode of Jackass without all the homoeroticism, not that there's anything wrong with that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/wipeout/index?pn=index"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://abc.go.com/primetime/wipeout/index?pn=index&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/8286118284946918708-152931967451510520?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/152931967451510520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=152931967451510520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/152931967451510520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/152931967451510520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/05/do-yourself-favor.html' title='Do Yourself a Favor'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-8596129538242008094</id><published>2009-05-11T10:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T10:24:36.082-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><title type='text'>Mmmmm...Sharia Law...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2009/WORLD/meast/05/10/saudi.court.wife.slapping/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.cnn.com/2009/WORLD/meast/05/10/saudi.court.wife.slapping/index.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sounds like someone should slap him. I say we pass a ruling that allows us to slap Saudi judges who define 50% of the population as property of the other 50%.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-8596129538242008094?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/8596129538242008094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=8596129538242008094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/8596129538242008094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/8596129538242008094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/05/mmmmmsharia-law.html' title='Mmmmm...Sharia Law...'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-3194177674063827228</id><published>2009-05-06T07:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T07:45:47.586-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><title type='text'>Nest Step, White Castle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.pantagraph.com/articles/2009/05/06/money/doc4a00b19472436197610393.txt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.pantagraph.com/articles/2009/05/06/money/doc4a00b19472436197610393.txt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am elated that Little Ceasars has returned to Bloomington-Normal. It's been far too long. Next restaurant we need is White Castle. I can't imagine they wouldn't thrive here, especialy with all the college students from Chicago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Funny story, Rachel and I were driving on Veteran's Parkway on our way to Menards the other day when I saw the billboard for Little Ceasars. I started yelling and Rachel thought we about to get hit only to laugh once she found out what I was screaming about. Thankfully it wasn't a billboard for White Castle or we would have ended up in a ditch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-3194177674063827228?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/3194177674063827228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=3194177674063827228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/3194177674063827228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/3194177674063827228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/05/nest-step-white-castle.html' title='Nest Step, White Castle'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-4498896410283982143</id><published>2009-05-06T06:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T07:02:41.775-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tree Sap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><title type='text'>I'm Shocked</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2009/CRIME/05/05/texas.police.seizures/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.cnn.com/2009/CRIME/05/05/texas.police.seizures/index.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Police corruption in Texas? I'm shocked. This has shaken my perception of Texas to the core.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;By the way, wasn't this the plot for two or three cheap movies in the 70's? I seem to remember a movie, or was it a TV show, where some corrupt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sheriff&lt;/span&gt; with mirrored sunglasses unjustly jailing truckers to steal their payloads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-4498896410283982143?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/4498896410283982143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=4498896410283982143' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/4498896410283982143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/4498896410283982143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-shocked.html' title='I&apos;m Shocked'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-1654155041135965640</id><published>2009-05-01T09:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T09:27:14.610-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Get Off My Lawn!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;How many of you have had the "Oh my, I really am an adult now" moment? You know, one of those instances where you turn into one of your parents? This isn't to say that I haven't realized I'm an adult until now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;This past weekend I had a very definitive "adult" experience. Rachel and I were sitting in the living room easing into our day when I heard a ruckus (a sure sign of adulthood when you use words such as ruckus) across the street. As many of you know, our house is behind an eye clinic. At this clinic there is a fenced off rear entrance (so we can't see what is really going on in there...). From behind this fence I can hear several kids messing around hitting things. So, I go outside to see what these future fry cooks are doing. Once I step on the porch 3 boys (of course) around the age of 7 emerge from the fence. I was just going to stand there and watch them leave but they forced my hand. Right then they all picked up handfuls of river rock and started throwing them, including at each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;At this moment my Dad entered my head and I yelled, "You kids knock it off. Put down those rocks right now!" They all turned with a look on their faces I imagine I displayed at that age MANY times. Much to my delight, one of them took off like the cops were coming (perhaps preparing for the future?), one walked away defiantly (I'm sure I'll see him many many times in the coming years), and the last shuffled off stealing sheepish glances while slowly letting go of the rocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I come back in the house to see Rachel giggling, to which I responded, "When did I become to grumpy man on the street?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;This was after we were awoken at 7am by our lovely neighbor's dog who they left outside in the rain. It was also after I screamed out the window, "Put your dog inside" and "It's raining, let your dog in!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I look forward to keeping Frisbees and sports balls that enter my yard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-1654155041135965640?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/1654155041135965640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=1654155041135965640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/1654155041135965640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/1654155041135965640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/05/get-off-my-lawn.html' title='Get Off My Lawn!'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-2688206240949831636</id><published>2009-04-16T15:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T15:21:51.879-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><title type='text'>Diver Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;This past Friday we decided to go to a new bar called Drifter's after I passed my CLU test (YES!). We had a great time and enjoyed their draught beer selection. The bar is very nice and open with lots of light. Now, some of you may be wondering where this bar is. Well, for those of you with shorter term memories of the downtown area it is in the old Paulie's. For those of you with longer memories, it is in the old Lizard's Lounge. Many of you who have known me for some time will remember that I basically had my mail forwarded to the Lizard's Lounge in the late 90's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lizard's was one of those great dive bars without being scary or too sketchy. It wasn't the place for the cool preppy college kids. It was where people just looking to have a good time and listen to bands went (especially after the Gallery closed/succumbed to termites). The place was dark and loud. The floors were cleaned once every decade. The bathrooms were slightly above the quality of a Mexican road house. You get the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, I have a ton of good memories (admittedly, some, ok, a good portion, of them a taaaad fuzzy) from that place. I used to frequent the place with my good friends Traci, Jeannie, and Lynda, serving as their bodyguard (it's a wonder I wasn't picking up chicks when I came in with 3 already...). We had many adventures and spent a good portion of our meager paychecks there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I'll get to the point. Where are the dive bars now? I know there are the ones on the West side, but those are all populated by old and/or verrrrry sketchy people. No, I want to know where young adults can go to throw back some drinks and listen to original live music without having to dress up like they're going to a club. I don't know, maybe times have changed and the new generation just wants pre-packaged 4,000 decibel martini bars. Speaking of the new generation; what is with not going out until 10 or 11? When I was a regular patron of the adult beverage dispensers you had to get there by 7 or you didn't get a table. Is it a cost saving measure? Are people getting drunk before they head out? Is it because the guys are contemplating which Abercrombie and Fitch distressed vintage t-shirt they are going to wear with their pre-stained, pre-frayed, pre-torn baseball cap? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;At the risk of sounding like an old codger talking about how things were so much better in the old days, I must say that I prefer the way we partied. However, I will say that I do appreciate cleanliness now that I'm well entrenched in my 30's. And, as we informed the nice 21 year old waitress who hadn't heard of many of the beers on tap, it is nice to have a selection of beer other than AB and Miller (not that there's anything wrong with Miller, especially Miller High Life).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, I'm off to hug a tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-2688206240949831636?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/2688206240949831636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=2688206240949831636' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/2688206240949831636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/2688206240949831636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/04/diver-down.html' title='Diver Down'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-212458121740739912</id><published>2009-04-14T08:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T09:04:40.601-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><title type='text'>Inconceivable</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;To borrow from Wallace Shawn in Princess Bride, there are three classic blunders. First, never get involved in a land war in Asia, second is: never go against a Scillian when death is on the line, third: never kidnap a U.S. Captain of a freighter and then pop your head up from the lifeboat when there are Navy SEALS abord a U.S. Navy destroyer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2009/WORLD/africa/04/13/somalia.rescue.breakdown/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.cnn.com/2009/WORLD/africa/04/13/somalia.rescue.breakdown/index.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slate.com/id/2216031/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.slate.com/id/2216031/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now, I'm not a supporter of violence but this is one incident I can get behind. As for the snipers, I take a page from my Dad's friend Mac, please keep them employed by the U.S. military until they are 80. I would like to keep theirs abilities on our side and not with a private contractor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-212458121740739912?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/212458121740739912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=212458121740739912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/212458121740739912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/212458121740739912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/04/inconceivable.html' title='Inconceivable'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-9150024800562475992</id><published>2009-04-07T14:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T15:02:35.074-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Repair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Blinds, Blinds, Everywhere There's Blinds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Many of you may remember that the house has Roman shades. If you are not familiar with Roman shades, they are basically one piece of fabric. The big downside is you can't let just a little light in while still maintaining some semblance of privacy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;To address this, we went to Lowe's (after discovering they were cheaper than Menard's, plus we had a 10% off coupon) and purchased some plantation style faux wood blinds. We bought blinds for the living room (4), master bedroom (2), full bath (2), and the stairs (1). Thankfully, we had previously purchased blinds at Menard's on clearance that we thought would fit perfectly inside the bathroom windows. Why am I thankful? I'm thankful because I didn't get them cut (nor did I buy all the blinds and have them cut) prior to attempting to install them. Once I took one set out of the box I quickly learned that our windows are not deep enough for inside mount. So, I guess we have shallow windows (we're working on expanding their emotional depth).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now, as we were purchasing the blinds I was happy with a feeling of dread. Happy because we were getting rid of most of the Roman shades. As for the feeling of dread, I couldn't quite place it but I remembered that installing blinds were a pain in the ass. Wasn't sure why, just knew I was not going to have any fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sunday I quickly remembered why I hated putting up blinds. Two reasons: 1) You have to hold the blinds up (plantation style faux wood blinds are HEAVY to hold above your head) while your partner traces the outlines of the brackets; 2) The screws the company gives you are made out of something akin to lead mixed with pewter mixed with clay. Let's just say that after the 10th screw stripped I was making up curse words. It was at this point I remembered that the last time I installed blinds I promised myself that I would get different screws. Away to Farm &amp;amp; Fleet I went and purchased screws made out of actual steel (what a novel concept), though, the package I bought didn't have enough screws (found this out at home) to install all of the blinds (I have one window left).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;As for the tracing problem, i found that due to the size of our windows, if I used the valance as a template, it solved the problem. After I figured all of this out, it was smooth sailing. I must say the windows look muuuuuuch better and it's not as gloomy inside the house when you can crack open the blinds without the crazy lady next door looking in your window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;If you need to install blinds at your house, I would be happy to tell you what to do while I'm watching you with a beer in hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-9150024800562475992?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/9150024800562475992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=9150024800562475992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/9150024800562475992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/9150024800562475992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/04/blinds-blinds-everywhere-theres-blinds.html' title='Blinds, Blinds, Everywhere There&apos;s Blinds'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-8214815476821388781</id><published>2009-04-03T07:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T07:46:55.204-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tree Sap'/><title type='text'>Saddle up the high horse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was watching the series finale of ER, which was terrific by the way, and in the episode there was a patient who had been living with AIDS for 20 years. A thought struck me. What if we took the money we spend on the Iraq war for a week and instead spent it on AIDS research, or tuberculosis, or cancer. Say we spent that money for a good cause. Say we also found a cure for one of those diseases and then gave the cure free of charge to the rest of the world. Imagine the pride we as Americans could have knowing that our tax dollars contributed to the welfare of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, that was just something I thought of. I'm sure it isn't a unique thought, or should I say, I hope it isn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-8214815476821388781?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/8214815476821388781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=8214815476821388781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/8214815476821388781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/8214815476821388781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/04/saddle-up-high-horse.html' title='Saddle up the high horse'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-1433877302278618563</id><published>2009-03-24T10:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T10:54:12.049-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Where Have I Been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Folks, it's been a while since I posted. My apologies. Here's a run down of what I've been up to these past couple of weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bachelor Party and Wedding&lt;/strong&gt; - Went down to St. Louis for my buddy Jason's bachelor party. Had a great time and will leave out the details to avoid incriminating people...  The wedding was great and we had an awesome time. The Par-A-Dice hotel was very nice and we liked our room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second City&lt;/strong&gt; - To celebrate Rachel's birthday, we went to see the Second City touring show at the Center for Performing Arts. The show was hilarious and we really enjoyed it. Next time they come around, we'll definitely be there. Dinner was at Reality Bites. The seared Ahi tuna was delicious, calamari tasty as usual, and the pork tacos did not disappoint. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everything and the Kitchen Sink&lt;/strong&gt; - In our quest to remove all traces of brass color from the house we are replacing fixtures and various hardware. Included in the items we purchased from Menard's (curse bless you and your no payments no interest until 2010) was a new stainless steel kitchen sink and faucet. Naturally, replacing a sink involves removing the old one, which brings with it a whole host of "learning opportunities". My learning opportunities in this adventure were:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Silicone sealant really really really seals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Putty knives jammed under an old sink with the help of a hammer, twisting, cursing, sweating, and generally getting mad, helps unseal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;One can never have too many PVC pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Different sinks have the drains at different levels and locations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Different drains require a lot of problem solving and adventure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;PVC cement should not be used in enclosed spaces, nor open spaces, or space for that matter; I think I'm still high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sewer gas is somewhat unpleasant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Specialty wrenches rule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tile floors are not very comfortable to sit on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;One can never have too many buckets and bowls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't advise looking in the drain pipe of your sink, you might not like what you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Reusing is great in theory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The sink took about 4 hours total. It was worth it though to have a sink we like and a faucet that doesn't look like it came out of an 80's whore house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sickness&lt;/strong&gt; - Last week Rachel and I both came down with whatever flu/cold/plague has been going around. I left work on Tuesday and was out the rest of the week. Let's just say it was unpleasant. I'm not 100% yet but I feel a lot better. The silver lining is that I had worked ahead on my project at work and did not suffer any setbacks. Let's hope less procrastination is in my future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;That's all for now. In the upcoming weeks I have a CLU test to study for and we will be painting the upstairs bathroom, and removing more brass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-1433877302278618563?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/1433877302278618563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=1433877302278618563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/1433877302278618563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/1433877302278618563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/03/where-have-i-been.html' title='Where Have I Been?'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-7665228132309403791</id><published>2009-03-24T10:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T10:55:17.775-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><title type='text'>Mmmmm...civil rights...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Looks like Vermont is trying to join Massachusetts and Connecticut by legalizing same sex marriage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2009/US/03/24/vermont.samesex.marriage/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.cnn.com/2009/US/03/24/vermont.samesex.marriage/index.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hopefully Illinois can follow suit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-7665228132309403791?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/7665228132309403791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=7665228132309403791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/7665228132309403791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/7665228132309403791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/03/mmmmmcivil-rights.html' title='Mmmmm...civil rights...'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-5106347369874486746</id><published>2009-03-09T12:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T12:56:16.995-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articles'/><title type='text'>Welcome Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2009/POLITICS/03/09/obama.stem.cells/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.cnn.com/2009/POLITICS/03/09/obama.stem.cells/index.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I would like to welcome Science back to the White House. It's about time we started funding this again. As for those who disagree with the research, please pass on any discoveries or innovations that result for this research. When even the exalted queen of the GOP, Nancy Reagan, agrees with Obama, you know that Bush was misguided. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-5106347369874486746?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/5106347369874486746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=5106347369874486746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/5106347369874486746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/5106347369874486746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/03/welcome-back.html' title='Welcome Back'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-2752015161378633731</id><published>2009-03-09T07:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T07:59:09.565-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>And we are friends with them because....? Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2009/WORLD/meast/03/09/saudi.arabia.lashes/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.cnn.com/2009/WORLD/meast/03/09/saudi.arabia.lashes/index.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;40 lashes for mingling with unrelated men? For a 75 year old woman? Really? Your interpretation of a holy book tells you this is OK? You see nothing wrong with this Saudi Arabia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-2752015161378633731?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/2752015161378633731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=2752015161378633731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/2752015161378633731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/2752015161378633731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-we-are-friends-with-them-because.html' title='And we are friends with them because....? Part 3'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-281601706701864121</id><published>2009-03-03T15:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T15:46:32.396-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tree Sap'/><title type='text'>Tree Sap (Random Thoughts)</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I knew I was growing older when I started buying travel insurance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm convinced that if you took a random sample of drivers on the road and gave them the full driving test (written and road), at least 50% would fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am constantly on the lookout for the perfect wallet design.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think judges should be given "smackin rights" (thanks to Michelle for that phrase). Present a frivolous lawsuit, SMACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Chicago style pizza (deep dish) is superior to all other styles. This is not up for discussion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I alternate between "Pop" and "Soda". However, when I'm feeling saucy I say "Sody".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sure he's a fine upstanding guy but Philip Seymore Hoffman seems like he could be a bit of a D-Bag. One of those guys who prattles on and on about his craft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;One of my proudest accomplishments is my record of eating 98 donut holes in one sitting during high school marching band camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;You know the lead apron the dental hygienist puts on you at the dentist's office to prevent birth defects in your theoretical offspring? I wish I had one to sleep under; always makes me comfortable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The best tool/technique I have found for becoming a competent writer is to read voraciously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I fully subscribe to George Carlin's observation that anyone driving slower than you is a moron and anyone driving faster than you is a maniac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I would be happy if the rest of the hair on my head (except the facial hair of course) fell out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wonder how much money it would take to get Bill Waterson and Gary Larson back on the job. I would give $100 to the cause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Life is too short for generic liquor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;McDonald's is like the sun; wherever you go, there it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My drug of choice is Cheetos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My dad said that if Ritalin were available when I was a child, he would have given it to me intravenously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I never understand why people are rude to those who serve them food. Seems like playing with fire to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I love all of my scars, shows I've lived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;If I could have any career it would be world class surfer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Some days I wish this country was more European; other days, I'm grateful it isn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm constantly rooting for the city of Detroit and it's inhabitants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish Anheuser-Busch would spend some of it's advertising dollars on making Bud and Bud Light more palatable...and eliminate Bud Light's tendency to make me grab for the Imodium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;If I ever meet the advertising person who came up with Life cereal's 'Mikey Likes It' campaign, I'll punch them in the nose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The harder it is to find a company's 800 number, the more I think they have something to hide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;This country will start turning around when I overhear more parents discussing their children's academic success, rather than their athletic prowess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Customer service is an art form. Unfortunately, most people haven't progressed past finger paints.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;If I had three wishes and couldn't wish for more wishes, I would wish for: The ability to eat, drink, and smoke whatever I wanted without any detrimental effect on my health; Magic pockets that would contain whatever amount of cash I needed at the time; And World peace (I'm not totally self-absorbed).&lt;/span&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/8286118284946918708-281601706701864121?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/281601706701864121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=281601706701864121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/281601706701864121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/281601706701864121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/03/tree-sap-random-thoughts.html' title='Tree Sap (Random Thoughts)'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-2016810885177946642</id><published>2009-02-16T20:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:08:01.958-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What&apos;s On Tap'/><title type='text'>On Tap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just in time for Mardis Gras, I decided to splurge and get a unique keg. Unique in Zimbabwe maybe. It's Miller Time. Yes, Miller Lite is on tap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As they say, if you don't like it, bring your own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I did clean out the kegerator though, so there is that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-2016810885177946642?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/2016810885177946642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=2016810885177946642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/2016810885177946642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/2016810885177946642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-tap.html' title='On Tap'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-5170612942286605983</id><published>2009-02-16T17:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T17:58:00.860-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>I'm pretty sure I'm all here</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Has anyone ever time traveled? Well, if you haven't, then I suggest you head on over to Jonah's in East Peoria. And you don't even need Doc Brown, though, who would refuse him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Valentine's Day, after our Menards saga, we went to Jonah's Fish House for dinner. I made reservations several weeks ago using &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.opentable.com/start.aspx?m=3"&gt;Open Table&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; (I highly suggest). We arrived at 6:45 for our 7:00 reservation to a packed house (well, it is Valentine's Day). I sauntered up to the hostess station to let her know we had arrived. She found my reservation and then proceeded to utter this phrase, "I'll put you down as partially here, come back at 7 to check in." Right then I quickly thought:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There are only two of us and we are both here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't remember driving my Delorean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did I request "snotty hostess" on Open Table?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wonder what Joe's Crab Shack's phone number is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Am I being punked?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is this a Monty Python sketch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is possibly a bad/weird sign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, I ask her, "Just to clarify, I have told you I'm here but I need to come back at 7 to tell you I'm here again?" Her response, without batting an eyelash but with a heavy does of snide and a dash of unmitigated gall, "Yes",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ooookaaay then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;No seats in the bar so we find some benches to sit on. We did enjoy watching patrons mistake the bathroom signs (that's what happens when you get cute with the names, Whalers and Maidens) and almost run into a column. Promptly at 7 I went up to the hostess and announced, "I checked, and I'm all here". I'm sure she loved that but I could care less. I asked how long the wait was and got "20-25 minutes".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I found a table in the bar and brought Rachel over to possibly get some drinks. HA! No waiter in sight and the bar tender seemed to be on an internship from the Illinois School for the Blind. OK, the waiter was in sight at one point, when I was at the hostess station he came zooming by uttering curse words under his breath. So, in hindsight, probably good he didn't serve us, I like my Jack and Cokes sputum free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Expecting a long wait we were surprised to hear my name 7 minutes later. NICE! We even got a seat by the window overlooking the Peoria river, not too bad, and the employee parking lot, interesting placement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The waitress was very nice and took our order promptly. She even had one of those hand-held computers to put the order in. Our salads were tasty and the calamari was very good. The bread was...bread. Now our entrees arrive. I had Marlin and Rachel had Scallops. The Marlin was overcooked and the Scallops were barely plural (just 3). Not too impressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will say the dining room staff were excellent, prompt, courteous, and efficient. But the food is the ultimate sticking point and for the prices they were charging, I will not be back too soon. Afterwards we surmised that we would have been happier at Red Lobster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Another failed Valentine's Day dinner. But hey, if the relationship is fabulous and the Hallmark Holiday dinners are bad, I'll take that any day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-5170612942286605983?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/5170612942286605983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=5170612942286605983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/5170612942286605983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/5170612942286605983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-pretty-sure-im-all-here.html' title='I&apos;m pretty sure I&apos;m all here'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-5689560414470226566</id><published>2009-02-16T17:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T17:34:57.290-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Repair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Menards, how I love/hate thee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saturday we opened the paper to find that Menards was in the last day of a 15% off sale so we zoomed on over there. As you may remember from my previous post, my outdoor spigot had burst (even though it was an anti-siphon one...) so I needed to replace it sooner, rather than later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We arrived and quickly found the spigot (more expensive than the others of course). Then we decided, "Hey we haven't liked our cabinet knobs for a while, so why don't we find new ones?" We looked over all the choices and decided to get some cool metallic black ones (33 of them). We thought they would go better with our cabinets instead of the shiny brass colored ones. -- Side bar - I genuinely like the previous owner as he saved me a lot of work and I generally liked his taste, buuuut, I have no idea why he loved shiny brass. And I mean LOVED. It's all over the place. I feel like I'm back in high school marching band surrounded by instruments. -- Anyway, we grabbed those knobs (@ $4.74 a piece, important later) and picked up some other odds and ends (solar security light, a wrench, and new toilet handles, again with the brass).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We get home and immediately install the new knobs. They look pretty cool and we are satisfied with ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm cooking along putting up the security light, installing the spigot (found out why it froze, whoever installed it didn't let it slope so the water couldn't get out, good times), and puttering around. I go inside to thaw out my hands when Rachel voices what I was thinking, "I think the knobs aren't quite right." Alas, I had to agree they didn't fit with the kitchen so we took them all off (thankfully we still had the bags) and headed to Menards. Return was no problem (along with the toilet handles, universal my ass) and we looked again. Found some we liked but knew we could get them slightly cheaper online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then we went to Lowe's, looked again, and found the same ones we liked, only cheaper than online, SOLD! Cut back home and reinstalled the knobs to our satisfaction. I know, our lives are awash in excitement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-5689560414470226566?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/5689560414470226566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=5689560414470226566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/5689560414470226566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/5689560414470226566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/02/menards-how-i-lovehate-thee.html' title='Menards, how I love/hate thee'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-1488356914365056567</id><published>2009-02-10T16:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T16:59:41.372-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Repair'/><title type='text'>How many times must I learn this lesson?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As those who may know me can attest, my short term memory is not what it should be. Yes, I can remember quotes from movies I’ve seen 10 years ago but I can’t remember when it is trash night. So, this leads me to my latest lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last month I received the monthly gas bill from NICOR and was greeted by a $159 bill. Now, I know this is winter on the prairie but that seemed a bit outrageous. Confused, I called NICOR, and after entering my account number, phone number, blood type, and astrological sign was welcomed by a lovely representative…who asked me for my account number. Now I know this is a dead horse that has been beat from here to Des Moines, but why ask me for this twice? Very annoying. Anyway, the nice lady tells me the meter was estimated and not an actual reading. She said I could go out and read the meter so they could adjust the bill but since:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. I’m lazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. It was below zero outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. The meter was on the dark side of the house, thus receiving no sun, and thus not melting the two foot snow bank (probably why the meter reader estimated)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. I forgot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. I’m lazy (sense a trend?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I neglected to read the meter figuring the next bill would be correct.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Flash forward several weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I open my new NICOR bill and find a $140 bill. OK, this is getting a bit old. I look through all the gas industry jargon (therms, obscure taxes, plans for World domination) to discover the reading was actual. Yikes! What is going on here? I have the water heater set a little past the middle indicator. I keep the thick drapes down in front of the two single pane windows (thanks for not replacing those, previous owner). We close off the third bedroom. We keep the furnace thermostat set below 70. Wait, what’s that brain? You say the furnace rings a bell? You remember something about a filter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cut to me opening up the electrostatic furnace filter. I grab the metal filter and the thing looks like Courtney Love’s hair on her wedding day. It is chock full of cat hair, dirt, pollen, and various detritus. The only things missing are used hypodermic needles and small animals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I go upstairs to clean the filter (upon which it says to clean every month; I’ve lived there 10 months…whoops!) in the kitchen sink. I quickly find out that is a bad idea as this leaves mud in the sink. After much cursing and scouring with Comet, I am pleased to have a clean filter and a sparkling sink. I let the filter dry and then take it downstairs to put it back in the furnace. Just as I’m closing the hatch and feeling proud of myself, I look at the side of the furnace. There the previous owner wrote to clean the filters (thanks). Filters you say? As in plural? @#$@#$@!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let’s pause for a moment here. Before I continue with this story and the twist ending, let me regale you with the meaning behind the title of this post. See, this is the third time I’ve learned the furnace filter lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The first time was way back in 1999. We had a president who could not only speak in clear English (“I did not have sexual relations with that woman) but also diagram sentences (“It depends on the meaning of ‘is’”). Gas was under $5 a gallon and Iraq was remembered as that little way we got to watch on CNN. A strapping young man was living with his best friend in a magnificent apartment. Across the street I was living with my best friend Lynda in a pretty cool apartment that had the unfortunate characteristic of possessing windows made in 1950. Not sure if any of you remember but the 99/00 winter was very cold and very windy (yes, I know I am describing every Central Illinois winter). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lynda and I quickly found the windows, doors, and walls in the apartment were less than stellar. You know that candle trick people use with windows? The one where you hold a lit candle next to the window to see if it flickers? This is supposed to show you if there are any drafts. Our windows, the “draft” was so strong it blew hot wax into my face. After suffering a couple nights of frigid temps (I slept in sweatshirts, thermal underwear, socks, three dogs, and a sleeping bag) I went to the hardware store to buy out their winterizing section. After covering the windows and doors with plastic the temp inside got better but not as warm as it should, I remembered one of my chores from my parents’ house, changing the furnace filter. I went over to the furnace and found a filter that looked original to the apartment. After much cursing I threw the filter at the apartment manager’s door and then bought a new one. Much better after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now comes the second time. I had been a religious filter changer ever since moving into my house on Lynx Ln. Every month I changed it (OK, I missed a couple of times here and there, this is me we’re talking about). Well, fast forward a couple of years and I’m going through a tax status change while also trying to sell the house. During this I forget about the filter when one day I hear a not-so-good sound from the furnace. I take a look and find the filter almost bent in half and coated in dirt (was Pig Pen living with me?). Roughly $200 later we replace the blower motor. This brings us back to yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, now I need to repeat the steps only this time I decide to use the hose outside since we’re having freaky 60 degree weather. I take the filter outside, turn on the hose; get ready to spray, and nothing. @#$@#%@# Oh wait, I shut off the water to the spigot to prevent freezing (for once I’m smart). I go back inside, hop downstairs, and find the shut-off valve. Turn it on and am greeted by a stream of water hitting the workbench. @#$$&amp;amp;#$%^#$%#!@ Apparently I congratulated my brilliance too soon as I didn’t bleed out the pipe before it froze. Great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now I get to clean the filter in the sink again only this time I minimize the dirt staining (see, I’m learning!) by rinsing off the sink periodically. Take the filter back down to the furnace, put it in, and quickly surmise my weekend will now be spent replacing a busted pipe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;On the plus side, the house was much warmer that night… One of these days I’ll learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-1488356914365056567?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/1488356914365056567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=1488356914365056567' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/1488356914365056567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/1488356914365056567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-many-times-must-i-learn-this-lesson.html' title='How many times must I learn this lesson?'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-3031213361236971358</id><published>2009-02-04T16:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T16:43:06.479-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>Movie Reviews</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thought I would give some movie reviews. Scale is 1-5 trees, 5 being the highest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;V for Vendetta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Interesting movie that was quite hard to follow at times. My guess is the director and writer wanted to parallel the government in the movie to W's administration, albeit quite ham-fistedly&lt;/span&gt; (is that a word). I liked the fights scenes and the set decoration but had trouble understanding the dialogue since they used very strong English accents. Normally I have no problem understanding accents but these were a little difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3 Trees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Defiance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really enjoyed this movie and thought Liev Schreiber and Daniel Craig did a very good job. Interesting that Craig has now played two vengeful Jews (the other was in Munich which was excellent too). Both actors portrayed the conflicting emotions well. The dynamic between the two is smooth and you have no trouble believing they are brothers even though they look nothing alike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had read an excellent book about the Bielskis called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Bielski_Brothers"&gt;The Bielski Brothers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  by Peter Duffy about a year ago. The movie did a great job transferring the story to the screen and didn't skim over their situational ethics. Afterwards I wanted to go out and kill some Nazi's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4 1/2 Trees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Underworld: Rise of the Lycans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Good SciFi/Fantasy movie about Vampires and Lycans (werewolves). If you've seen the previous two Underworld movies you definitely want to see this one. It is a prequel and helps explain a lot of what went on in the first two. Bill Nighy predictably steals the show and you just have to love the way he pronounces his lines. The special effects are muuuuch better this time around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3 1/2 Trees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's all I can remember of recent movies for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-3031213361236971358?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/3031213361236971358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=3031213361236971358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/3031213361236971358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/3031213361236971358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/02/movie-reviews.html' title='Movie Reviews'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-8087465774376533810</id><published>2009-02-03T17:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T16:26:51.581-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prairie Thunder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>My Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;OK, now that I got the venom out of my system in the previous post, let's get onto happier things, namely, my weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; University night and there was a pretty good sized crowd. The Thunder even wore &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rachel took Friday off for mental health and because she's jealous that I get payday Fridays off. Can't say I blame her for being jealous and I was happy she had the day off with me.  We spent the day taking down the rest of the Christmas decorations, picking up, and watching movies/TV. Later that evening we met my Dad and Mark at El Porton (best Mexican restaurant in town). We then went to the Prairie Thunder hockey game. Friday night was Illinois WesleyanIWU green sweaters that they auctioned off after the game for charity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The game was great as we won 5-3 with new player Jars getting a hat trick and Standish almost getting one himself (his shot on the open goal hit the pipe, oooh, two hockey lingos in one post). We all had a good time and Dad enjoyed his first visit to the Coliseum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Speaking of Standish, the guy is maybe 5'6" on skates but is faaast. He has great passing skills and has a nose for creating plays. I don't expect he or Jars will be around for too long. Let's enjoy them while they're here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saturday we decided it was time for a trip to Peoria. Why would we go to Peoria? We wanted to visit Big Lots (ours closed down last year) and Burlington Coat Factory, and to see if the Bennigan's there was still open. Since I didn't print out a map we of course got lost. I drove all the way around Peoria and finally called Burlington for directions. Once there Rachel found a jacket and I found that I was not the target demographic for this particular store. Unless of course I was looking for a fake Chinchilla coat or a derby hat to match my suit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;From Burlington we traveled to downtown in search of a Monte Cristo. No luck though, the Bennigan's was closed. I truly hope some chain buys the recipe. Oh well. We had a good backup though, Joe's Crab Shack. Joe's was very delicious. We had a pot with Chesapeake seasoning and an appetizer platter with crab dip (I highly recommend), some jalapeno crab balls (that's what she said), and popcorn shrimp. All washed down with some Blue Moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After Joe's we didn't want to truck all the way back to the North side of town for Big Lots so we decided to try and find the one in East Peoria. Well, we got a nice tour of East Peoria and Germantown Hills (recently expanded into Polandtown). I stopped at a convenience store and naturally the lady was new and hadn't heard of Big Lots. I looked it up in the phone book and saw it was on E Washington street. The lady said the street was on the other side of the highway. Away we drove in search of bargain prices only to discover the street was W. Washington. Dejected, we gave up and decided to head home. We got on the highway and, lo and behold, what do we find but an exit for E. Washington st. Deliverance at last. We found the promise land and then spent an hour and a half perusing their wares. Actually, I spent the last half hour laying in a recliner but that's beside the point. Oh, and some of you are wondering why if I looked in the phone book, I didn't call the store for directions. Exactly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When we arrived back in Bloomington we stopped at McDonald's for our free Big Macs. Yes, we got free Big Macs. If the Thunder score 4 or more goals in a game everyone in attendance gets a free Big Mac the next day. Victory was delicious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Once we arrived back to our humble abode we played some Rock Band 2 on the Wii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Super Bowl Sunday was spent cleaning and watching TV. Included in the viewing was Puppy Bowl V on Animal Planet. A very enjoyable two hours. Late we went over to our friends Amy and Scott's house to watch the game. The game was pretty boring (save the 100 yard Int TD) for the first three quarters. Luckily the fourth quarter was great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-8087465774376533810?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/8087465774376533810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=8087465774376533810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/8087465774376533810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/8087465774376533810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-weekend.html' title='My Weekend'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-9078773789858200783</id><published>2009-02-03T16:40:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T16:59:59.461-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wall Street Thieves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>The Wells Fargo Wagon is a' Comin Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Only this time they aren't delivering mail or money. This time they are picking our pockets and laughing all the way to the roulette table. Check out this article&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/hostednews/ap/article/ALeqM5hZg0wsnVaTqOQUQlur8hH6NR8k_gD964B2VG0"&gt;http://www.google.com/hostednews/ap/article/ALeqM5hZg0wsnVaTqOQUQlur8hH6NR8k_gD964B2VG0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To steal from SNL, Really? You took $25 Billion of tax payer dollars and you are spending part of it on a rewards trip to Vegas? Really? And not just any hotel, you chose the Wynn and the Encore. Why not choose Bellagio while you're at it? Why not order up lobster, Kobe beef steaks, Cristal, and caviar? How about serving Bald Eagle? Do you want rose petals strewn about the rooms every night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure their argument is that they have to reward their top producers or else those people will leave. I call bullshit for a number of reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;These are the same producers that generated thousands of sub-prime loans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where are they going to go? Is there a big market for mortgage brokers right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If the above two are false, why the lavish spread? There isn't some other way to reward them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Forget that, you took $25,000,000,000.00 from us. Many tax payers are out of work because of a problem YOU helped create. And now you spit in our face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;I for one am not giving any business to Wells Fargo until the present executives are gone. And then I will track where those executives go, and not give their future employers any of my business.  Here are their names:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.wellsfargo.com/about/corporate/executive_officers/atkins"&gt;Howard I. Atkins&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Senior EVP, Chief Financial Officer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.wellsfargo.com/about/corporate/executive_officers/callahan"&gt;Patricia R. Callahan&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;em&gt;EVP, Office of Transition&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.wellsfargo.com/about/corporate/executive_officers/carroll"&gt;David M. Carroll&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Senior EVP, Wealth, Brokerage &amp;amp; Retirement Services&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.wellsfargo.com/about/corporate/executive_officers/hoyt"&gt;David A. Hoyt&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Senior EVP, Wholesale Banking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.wellsfargo.com/about/corporate/executive_officers/kovacevich"&gt;Richard M. Kovacevich&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Chairman&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.wellsfargo.com/about/corporate/executive_officers/levy"&gt;Richard D. Levy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;em&gt;EVP, Controller&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.wellsfargo.com/about/corporate/executive_officers/loughlin"&gt;Michael J. Loughlin&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;em&gt;EVP and Chief Credit Officer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.wellsfargo.com/about/corporate/executive_officers/oman"&gt;Mark C. Oman&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Senior EVP, Home and Consumer Finance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.wellsfargo.com/about/corporate/executive_officers/rhein"&gt;Kevin A. Rhein&lt;/a&gt;, EVP, &lt;em&gt; (Card Services and Consumer Lending)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.wellsfargo.com/about/corporate/executive_officers/strother"&gt;James M. Strother&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;em&gt;EVP, General Counsel, Law and Government Relations   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.wellsfargo.com/about/corporate/executive_officers/stumpf"&gt;John G. Stumpf&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;em&gt;President and Chief Executive Officer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.wellsfargo.com/about/corporate/executive_officers/tolstedt"&gt;Carrie L. Tolstedt&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Senior EVP, Community Banking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.wellsfargo.com/about/corporate/executive_officers/white"&gt;Julie M. White&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;em&gt;EVP, Director of Human Resources&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I probably sound like a raving madman but this really cheese's me off.  I just can't fathom the lack of ethics and corrupted thought processes this requires. Do they have no common sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this pisses other people off as much as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-9078773789858200783?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/9078773789858200783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=9078773789858200783' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/9078773789858200783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/9078773789858200783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/02/wells-fargo-wagon-is-comin-down.html' title='The Wells Fargo Wagon is a&apos; Comin Down'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-3722307344670755848</id><published>2009-01-22T17:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T17:51:08.212-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Citibank Can Kiss My Ass</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;I arrived home today to find a notice from my credit card company Citibank informing me of a rate increase. If my memory serves me correct, this is the second increase in less than a year. Now, this really doesn't affect me as I pay my balance in full every month. But, the action basically smacks me in the face for two reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.   I've been a loyal customer for years. I've always paid my balance. I've always paid on time. They've basically never had a problem with me. No fraud. No lost cards. No shady purchases. I always call before I go on vacation. You get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.   This is the even more distasteful one. Citi has begged for and received at least $20 Billion (with a capital B) of taxpayer funds to pay for their horrible business decisions. We are also on the hook for $100 Billion (that B again) of bad assets should they fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, has any of the decision makers been fired at Citi? No. Has Citi performed any goodwill services to the citizens of this country? No. Have they even THANKED us? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should they? They can sit in their executive offices and make horrible greedy decision after horrible greedy decision with no accountability whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in my anger I called Citi to express my displeasure. I told the customer service representative that my forthcoming vent was not directed at her and that I sympathized with her because I've been on the receiving end many times. She gave me some spiel about the price of borrowing money has increased and blah blah blah. I gave my $0.02 (probably $0.002 with inflation though Citi would charge me $20 for it) and was asked if there was anything else. I told her no and to have a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Citibank, you've definitely lost a customer today. I will still keep the account open to keep my credit score up, and since it is tied to my American Airlines frequent flier miles (who I have a bone to pick with too), but rest assured I will use my State Farm Bank card when I need to use one. At least they haven't asked for a bailout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-3722307344670755848?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/3722307344670755848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=3722307344670755848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/3722307344670755848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/3722307344670755848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/01/citibank-can-kiss-my-ass.html' title='Citibank Can Kiss My Ass'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-2341214978128584574</id><published>2009-01-19T10:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T11:01:31.086-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><title type='text'>And we are friends with them because.....? Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;You may remember an article I posted a month ago about a Saudi judge refusing to annul a marriage between an 8 year old girl and a 47 year old man. Well, the saga continues with a cleric saying it is ok for girls as young as 10 to marry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2009/WORLD/meast/01/17/saudi.child.marriage/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.cnn.com/2009/WORLD/meast/01/17/saudi.child.marriage/index.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Please note the following passages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;"A girl aged 10 or 12 can be married. Those who think she's too young are wrong and they are being unfair to her."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;"We hear a lot in the media about the marriage of underage girls," he said, according to the newspaper. "We should know that Shariah law has not brought injustice to women."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ummm...I call Bull Shit on the second one. While I can't supply specific cases I do remember these interesting happenings because of Shariah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Women being stoned because they were raped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Women not being allowed to drive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Women not being allowed to own property&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Honor killings being upheld&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Women being raped because of the actions of their male relatives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, I think Shariah law is a litttttle against women. I will be glad to ride a bicycle to work if that is what it takes to avoid giving money to the Saudis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;As for the age limit the cleric proposes, words escape me. I can't fathom what twisted logic one must have to think that is ok. Perhaps this cleric should spend some time being treated as a woman under Shariah law. I would like to see how he liked it after a year.&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/8286118284946918708-2341214978128584574?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/2341214978128584574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=2341214978128584574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/2341214978128584574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/2341214978128584574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-we-are-friends-with-them-because.html' title='And we are friends with them because.....? Part 2'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-7590906698114834321</id><published>2009-01-19T09:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:10:50.313-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;This weekend was pretty fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Friday night we played Settlers of Catan with the Schicks and the Roethles. If you've never heard of Settlers of Catan I highly recommend you try it out. It's similar to Risk without the in-game fighting. As for out-of-game fighting, that's a different story... The great thing about the game is the board changes each time you play so it doesn't become routine. Anyway, I lost both games (as did Rachel), but we still had a good time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Saturday night we went to a surprise birthday party. It was for Rachel's sister's sister-in-law (follow that?) and the party was held at Jupiter's Pizza lounge in Champaign. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jupiterspizza.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.jupiterspizza.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The place was set up like an upscale Chuck E Cheese, although, sans cheese maze (a missed opportunity if you ask me). While the concept is a good idea (one that Dave &amp;amp; Buster's have already exploited), the execution on this night failed. Here's my review on a scale of 10 trees, 10 being the highest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Selection of drinks - 8 - bonus tree for having Stella Artois on tap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Food - 7 - The pizza selections were very...hip with spinach and artichoke being the common ingredient. The wings were very good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Games - 4 - for a place that prides itself on entertainment they should have more video games - the availability of an air hockey table was good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Decor - 7 - nice and clean (unlike most Dave &amp;amp; Buster's) though we were packed into our tables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Staff - 7 - staff was friendly but we had a waitress who had only been there a week - not very nice of management to give her a big party that early in her tenure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;End score 6.5 trees - I'm not dying to get back but would give them another chance if I am in Champaign and want to play pool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sunday was spent watching football. Condolences to my friend Chad (Eagles fan), but that Philly-Phoenix game was excellent. I'm rooting for the Cardinals to win the Super Bowl. The Steelers have had their time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-7590906698114834321?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/7590906698114834321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=7590906698114834321' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/7590906698114834321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/7590906698114834321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekend.html' title='Weekend'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-5932896167273556628</id><published>2009-01-14T11:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T11:51:31.142-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><title type='text'>Where do they find these morons?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And why do they give them driver's licenses? For my adoring fans who do not live in the greater Bloomington-Normal metro area, we had 4-5 inches of snow last night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now, living in the snow belt, one would think drivers would be used to driving in the snow. Nope, not a clue. Now yes, there are some drivers who have attained a proficiency in winter driving but for the most part, we have a plethora of morons on our roadways. People driving way too fast. People who don't realize their rear wheel drive will cause them to fishtail. People who think their 4-wheel drive Landcrushers make them invincible (just because your car handles better doesn't mean it stops that much quicker).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Several times on my way to work the cars behind me didn't even let off the accelerator while I was turning in front of them. Fortunately, through my years of driving experience, and because I follow my father's advice that everyone is trying to kill you on the road, I slow down quite a bit before the turn. Thankfully, no one hit me, but not from a lack of trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-5932896167273556628?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/5932896167273556628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=5932896167273556628' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/5932896167273556628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/5932896167273556628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/01/where-do-they-find-these-morons.html' title='Where do they find these morons?'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-1310489739259039587</id><published>2009-01-12T10:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T10:57:49.871-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>We Are The Champions!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;This weekend we celebrated Christmas with Rachel's sister Laura's family. The food was excellent, the gifts were thoughtful (thanks for the Wii Rock Band guitar), the game play was fun. We had chili (yum!) and vegetable soup (Rachel was salivating in anticipation).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;As for the games, we first played Fact or Crap (gift to me from Laura), which I won. It was a pretty fun game with some very hard and interesting questions. We then decided to play Pictionary. Now, I love Pictionary and like to think I'm pretty good at it. However, I'd never played the game with Rachel so I didn't know how in sync we would be. After a couple of bad clues we proceeded to catch on fire. We won the first time before the other two teams got half-way and then won again (at the behest of the other teams) by lapping them. Needless to say, we won't be playing Pictionary again against them while on the same team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The highlight of the games was when I got the clue 'Fargo'. I tried drawing the states with Fargo highlighted but Rachel couldn't think of a city other than Bismark. I then tried to draw two stick figures near and far (get it,Far-go?). When that didn't work I had a stroke of genius. I proceeded to draw a wood chipper with a stick figure going in headfirst. Rachel immediately got it after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;You betcha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-1310489739259039587?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/1310489739259039587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=1310489739259039587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/1310489739259039587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/1310489739259039587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-are-champions.html' title='We Are The Champions!'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-6137927055778510615</id><published>2009-01-08T09:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T09:16:26.471-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TFW'/><title type='text'>TFW is back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;After a long absence TFW (The Furious Wiper) is back. This morning I overheard (as did those in the neighboring building) TFW sanding away at his son's Pinewood Derby car. I hope I never see who is because that would spoil the mystery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;On a related note, I encountered a gentleman with ultimate faith in State Farm's cleaning crew. For you see, this courageous man let his expensive belt buckle jangle on the bathroom floor multiple times. Almost like he was trying to play a tune with it. All I could think of was Seinfeld throwing away his belt because it hit the side of the urinal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;As my idol George Carlin said, "These are the thoughts that kept me out of the good schools."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-6137927055778510615?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/6137927055778510615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=6137927055778510615' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/6137927055778510615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/6137927055778510615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/01/tfw-is-back.html' title='TFW is back'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-6832189516542941300</id><published>2009-01-08T08:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T08:58:56.595-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prairie Thunder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articles'/><title type='text'>So Long Crash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.pantagraph.com/articles/2009/01/08/sportsextra/doc49654a7e83d9b073054219.txt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.pantagraph.com/articles/2009/01/08/sportsextra/doc49654a7e83d9b073054219.txt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, the Thunder let Don "The Crash Davis of Hockey" Parsons go the other day. As I've said before, I know just enough about hockey to be dangerous. In my opinion, he had lost a step (skate?) or two this season and didn't always handle the puck the best. That said, the Thunder will definitely miss the revenue from sales of his jersey. He was also a recognizable name to the general fan. With that in mind, it must have been a difficult decision by team management to let him go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've also read/heard that his leadership skills were less than desirable and he rubbed several teammates the wrong way. Nonetheless, I wish him well. I'm sure he will find another team as a player or coach. 15+ years in the minors should have given him some experience...one would hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;At least they waited until he got the minor league scoring record. Hopefully his wife is as hot as Susan Sarandon.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;FYI, for those who do not get the Crash Davis and Sarandon references, do yourself a favor and rent Bull Durham. And while you're there, rent Slap Shot and Strange Brew hoser. Okay Coach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-6832189516542941300?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/6832189516542941300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=6832189516542941300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/6832189516542941300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/6832189516542941300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-long-crash.html' title='So Long Crash'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-8279442774066792202</id><published>2009-01-08T08:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T08:46:29.446-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articles'/><title type='text'>Hippocratic Oath?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.pantagraph.com/articles/2009/01/08/wtf/doc4965fdf7d1158225504444.txt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.pantagraph.com/articles/2009/01/08/wtf/doc4965fdf7d1158225504444.txt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyone need a doctor in Long Island with questionable ethics and a chip on his shoulder? I realize he is hurt but by requesting his kidney back (or equitable compensation) he is only making himself look bad. I'm sure this will sit well with his kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-8279442774066792202?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/8279442774066792202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=8279442774066792202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/8279442774066792202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/8279442774066792202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/01/hippocratic-oath.html' title='Hippocratic Oath?'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-8467425636466126939</id><published>2009-01-03T10:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T10:14:13.644-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prairie Thunder'/><title type='text'>A step forward?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.pantagraph.com/articles/2009/01/03/sportsextra/doc495ebe9258190580083629.txt"&gt;http://www.pantagraph.com/articles/2009/01/03/sportsextra/doc495ebe9258190580083629.txt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, it looks like the GM of the Prairie Thunder resigned last night. I don't know anything about the guy so I wish him luck in whatever he does next. Let's hope this is a step in the right direction and that we can get some Ws.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-8467425636466126939?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/8467425636466126939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=8467425636466126939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/8467425636466126939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/8467425636466126939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/01/step-forward.html' title='A step forward?'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-8862875009679331046</id><published>2009-01-03T10:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T10:08:12.097-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>January Disc Golf</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I got off of work early Friday and on my way home I stopped by Mark's house. We admired his roommates new TV and shot the shit when his friend Ken called with an offer we couldn't refuse, disc golf in January. Who would think it would be nice enough outside for disc golf? It was 35 out but sunny and no wind whatsoever. The ground was a little soggy but we had a great time. Plus, I had a very good round (for me) and a couple excellent putts. Have no fear though, I still mucked it up on a couple holes, along with hitting the chains several times only to have it bounce out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Later that night Rachel and I went to Officemax to finally buy a desk. Hopefully it takes up less space than the table and is a little more ergonomic. We then went home and watched the rest of the 3rd season of Lost. I can't wait for the new season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today (Saturday) I'm contemplating whether to go to the Thunder game. We'll see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-8862875009679331046?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/8862875009679331046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=8862875009679331046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/8862875009679331046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/8862875009679331046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/01/january-disc-golf.html' title='January Disc Golf'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-5664811269090565461</id><published>2009-01-03T09:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T10:02:32.932-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prairie Thunder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>NYE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, another NYE has come and gone. It was a pretty good one this time around. We went to the hockey game with our friends Amy and Scott. Of course, the Prairie Thunder lost (more on that later). After the butt whupping the Thunder got we went back to our place to play pool, darts, and Rock Band. All in all, a pretty good night. Plus, Kathy Griffin was on CNN with Anderson Cooper, always good for some laughs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;New Year's Day was a little harsh to us but we soldiered through. Unfortunately El Porton (best Mexican restaurant in B-N) was closed so I went to Zorba's to pick up some breakfast. The rest of the day was spent laying around the house watching TV and taking naps. Quite a productive day if you ask me ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now on to the hockey game. I sincerely hope the Thunder make a New Year's resolution to start winning games or at least get some better puck handling skills. Oh, and can we get an enforcer sometime soon? It's crazy that the littlest guy on the team (Standish, about 5'6"...on skates) has the most fight in him. He even took on a 6'5" guy! Anyway, the games are a good time but it would be nice to win every once in a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;One more thing, any parent who buys their child one of those f'n plastic horns should have a giant Bud Light (I'm not wasting good beer, come on!) dumped on their head. I can't tell you how many times I have wanted to snatch one of those horns away from a kid and blow it directly into their mom or dad's ear. And don't get me started on the bloody cowbell people. Have we forgotten how to cheer or be obnoxious with our voices? If you are going to cheer your team and/or annoy others, at least do it the old fashioned way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-5664811269090565461?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/5664811269090565461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=5664811269090565461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/5664811269090565461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/5664811269090565461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2009/01/nye.html' title='NYE'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-4802077616909565451</id><published>2008-12-29T12:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T12:44:02.774-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>Santa Came</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hope everyone had a great Christmas (or the holiday of your choosing). Rachel and I did. Christmas Eve we ventured to the mall (someone procrastinated on their shopping...cough...Rachel...cough...). While at the mall we stopped at EB Games and found the Rock Band 2 Special Bundle for the Wii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We put off playing it until Saturday and then proceeded to play it for 4 hours and then 5-6 hours on Sunday. You could say we are addicted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Aside from that, we had a great Christmas weekend. Eve night we ate with my family and exchanged presents. Christmas, we went back to my parents for ham (many thanks to the McDonald's for once again delivering the goods). We also had our White Elephant gift exchange where our gifts were the hit. The first was a three strands of Our Lady of Guadalupe lights. That's right, we found light strings with the Virgin Mary at Meijer's one day. My Dad's grad assistant simply loved them. The other gift was the best of all. It was a flying pig statue we found at Hobby Lobby. Why was it so great? Because my Dad got it. A little back story here. I'm sure many of you had a Dad who would give you sarcastic remarks to certain questions. Here are a sampling of my Dad's replies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: What are you doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dad: Playing basketball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: Where's Mom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dad: In my pocket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: What's for dinner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dad: Food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: I'm bored, what should I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dad: Go play in traffic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And now for the coupe de grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: When can I do XXX?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: Can we get XXX?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dad: When pigs fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, you can imagine my glee when my Dad selected that gift. Needless to say he loved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-4802077616909565451?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/4802077616909565451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=4802077616909565451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/4802077616909565451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/4802077616909565451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2008/12/santa-came.html' title='Santa Came'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-6178527375821054271</id><published>2008-12-24T07:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T08:00:48.195-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articles'/><title type='text'>And we are friends with them because......?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Came in this morning to this article &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2008/WORLD/meast/12/23/saudi.arabia.child.marriage/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.cnn.com/2008/WORLD/meast/12/23/saudi.arabia.child.marriage/index.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So this begs the question: Why are we friends with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Saudis&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I know the underlying reason is because they have the oil. But come on, an 8 year old? It's just inconceivable that our government would keep up friendly relations when the Saudi government treats half their population like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;chattel&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sure other countries say the same things about us when it comes to Iraq and our love of the death penalty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope this enrages you as much as me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-6178527375821054271?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/6178527375821054271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=6178527375821054271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/6178527375821054271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/6178527375821054271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-we-are-friends-with-them-because.html' title='And we are friends with them because......?'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-2321740355756383747</id><published>2008-12-20T14:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T14:42:58.160-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CLU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><title type='text'>One down...five to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Good news, I passed my first CLU (Chartered Life Underwriter for you non-State Farmers) test. Only five more to go now. Thankfully that number is not seven since my FLMI (Fellow, Life Management Institute, yes, it is as exciting as it sounds) satisfies two of the tests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And of course, my test was the morning after an ice storm deposited 1/2 an inch on the city. Thankfully we suffered no damage and never lost power. Funny things was when I was de-icing my car it felt like I was out in the rain. The temp had risen above freezing and the huge hackberry tree above our patio was melting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The drive to OAB (Oakland Avenue Building, really, I must create an acronym glossary) was very pretty with all of the trees and bushes covered in ice. It did suck for those who lost trees or treelimbs but I didn't see any that had fallen on houses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; addict at the &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The test was a little nerve-racking because the writers of said test were cruel, inhumane, and generally poor test writers. At least I passed. The nerves from the test had nothing on the incredibly annoying guy next to me. The man fidgeted (yes, I am aware that me commenting on restlessness is like W complaining about someone's grammar and syntax) like he drank 14 cups of coffee, which was funny because he was constantly yawning. So, all I could hear while I was contemplating the complexities of parts A, B, C, and D of liability insurance was this bozo moving every two seconds while yawning and clearing his throat. It was like standing next to a methDMV. Ok, maybe not that bad but you know how everything annoys you when yo are trying to concentrate. Were I taking a test on The Goonies or The Simpsons, he could have been Dick Van Dyke in Mary Poppins and I wouldn't have noticed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-2321740355756383747?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/2321740355756383747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=2321740355756383747' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/2321740355756383747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/2321740355756383747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-downfive-to-go.html' title='One down...five to go'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-3175446562891039877</id><published>2008-12-18T11:14:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T14:45:14.959-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><title type='text'>Karma</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The pending snow in Seattle reminds me of a time when I got a taste of Karma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My first winter in Seattle (2000) we got 6 inches of snow in one day. Basically unheard of for the Emerald City. If memory serves me correct we had two or three fronts converge on Seattle. That, combined with two mountain ranges created a recycling conveyor belt of snow. Anyway, the city basically shut down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Where's the Karma, you ask? I'm getting to it. Because of the snow, I and my roommates Adam and Adrian were off of work. Not sure where Rob was. So, to celebrate the snow the three of us pile into Adam's Subaru to go around town driving through slush puddles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We drove around for about 20-30 minutes hitting a couple here and there without much satisfaction. We did hit one that shot slush onto an SUV but that wasn't that great. So, we decide to go back home. On the way home we had to drive through the UW area. It was at that time where we earned some Karma, and not the good kind. As we were coming up to a corner with a bunch of students Adrian spotted a puddle and started yelling "Hit It, Hit It, Hit It!". Of course, I chimed in and Adam complied. What happened was horrible and hilarious at the same time. We hit that puddle like a speed boat and sent a wall of semi-frozen water towards the college kids like a tsunami. As I was in the back seat I had a perfect view of the action. The students all reacted like they were in Pearl Jam's Jeremy video. Right after we looked at each other and said, "Oh Shit!" and then sped home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, the story doesn't end here. Fast forward to the next year. I'm living in Puyallup commuting to the hospital everyday. Since I'm a cheapass I don't buy a parking sticker and have to park a ways away from the hospital. On my walk from my car to the work I have to go over the Montlake bridge which is usually pretty in the morning. Well, not on this morning. As is usually the case in Seattle, it was raining. However, this was not the usual Pacific Northwest rain. No, this was Midwest in the fall rain. Big fat drops that were just above freezing. So, here I am walking over the bridge in my raincoat and backpack, just trying to get into work as fast as I can. I can't run because that will just get me wetter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;If you know anything about the Montlake bridge you know that it is a drawbridge. Because of this, the road bed is made up of grates to reduce weight. This also has the effect of draining all of the rain into the water below. So, as long as I'm on the bridge I am ok. Well, I'm not really thinking about this at the time, just about how much the rain sucks. As a result, I am not prepared for what happens next. Just as I cross the bridge a car comes speeding up and hits the very first puddle near me. This is not any ordinary puddle, this is the size of a small pond. Next comes to money shot as a wall of near-frozen water hits me full force. I was drenched from the waist down. Luckily, the hospital has scrubs and I was wearing sandals (ah, I miss my dress code there) but one of my coworkers about fell on the floor laughing when I walked inside the hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, the moral is, What Goes Around, Comes Around. Still funny though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-3175446562891039877?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/3175446562891039877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=3175446562891039877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/3175446562891039877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/3175446562891039877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2008/12/karma.html' title='Karma'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-8662198097225770901</id><published>2008-12-18T11:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T11:13:55.189-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;OK, what is going on? Vegas got snow, L.A. hit the 30’s for temperature, and Seattle is slated for 2-4 inches of snow. To top it off we are supposed to have an ice storm starting at 3 pm, which will deposit ¾ of an inch. Can’t wait. Normally I would welcome the ice but I have my CLU test tomorrow at 1 pm. I really do not want to retain this knowledge through the weekend. I would rather use that brain space for Mario Kart or The History Channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t remember December being this bad in the past. I hope it isn’t a harbinger of the pending winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone keep safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-8662198097225770901?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/8662198097225770901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=8662198097225770901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/8662198097225770901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/8662198097225770901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-winter.html' title='Hello Winter'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-2777486849837623148</id><published>2008-12-09T14:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:28:53.345-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Has it been a year?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't believe it but it has been a year since Rachel and I started dating. Surprising how fast the time has gone by. In a year's time, this has transpired:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sold the house on Lynx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Moved in with my parents for 2 weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bought an 85 year old house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Moved in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Moved Rachel out of her place and into the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We installed a 480 square foot brick paver patio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let me say that again, we installed a 22 foot by 22 foot brick paver patio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hauled 14.6 tons of rock and sand for said patio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Marveled that she is still with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Put in a hot tub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Took a trip to the Dominican Republic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Was allowed back into the U.S.A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Threw 4 parties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Visited Chicago 5 times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, we've done quite a bit this past year. To celebrate our anniversary we went out to eat at Lancaster's (a fine dining establishment in the heart of metropolitan Bloomington) on Friday(actual anniversary is December 7th, yes, Pearl Harbor Day). Dinner was excellent, followed by a visit to the scene of the crime (our 1st date), Fat Jack's. It was a very good anniversary and I couldn't be happier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-2777486849837623148?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/2777486849837623148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=2777486849837623148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/2777486849837623148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/2777486849837623148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2008/12/has-it-been-year.html' title='Has it been a year?'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-879831203731961020</id><published>2008-12-09T12:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:18:19.110-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prairie Thunder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Nice to remember what good hockey is like</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let me start off by saying this. I like the Bloomington Prairie Thunder hockey team. I think it's a great asset for B-N. Even though the level of play is just above high school. The players do the best with what they have. I like the coliseum and the fact that I can get 312 for roughly the same price as Bud Light. Ok, the beer prices could be lower but I understand I'm at a sporting event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;With that said, there is a noticeable difference between the Thunder and the Peoria Rivermen. For those of you unaware of the Rivermen, it is the direct feeder team to the St. Louis Blues. Essentially, it is AAA hockey, and boy does it show. Crisp passing, fast skating, just superior play all around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday night my brother called to say he had free tickets to the Thunder so we gladly went. This is probably our 4th or 5th game this season and I'm pretty sure the Thunder has lost all of the ones we attended. Nonetheless, it was free and we had a good time. The Thunder really stunk up the place in the 1st and 2nd periods. Only in the 3rd did we start to show some fight. Speaking of, what does it take to get a decent enforcer on the team? Several times we were on the receiving end of some beat downs. I'm not saying we need to start a goon squad but we could use one of the Hanson brothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fast forward to Saturday. To celebrate Rachel's friend Amy's birthday we were going to the casino boat in Peoria. Then, Rachel's other friend (yes, she has two) Stacey's boyfriend Brian (you following this) came up with 6 free tickets to the Rivermen. So, we went to the Rivermen game, three rows behind the corner glass. NICE! The game was great, lots of back and forth action, lots of physical play. And the game seemed in the bag with the Rivermen up a goal when, like a movie, the other team scored a goal with 1.8 seconds to play. Yes, you read that correctly, 1.8 seconds. Then we had a 5 minute overtime with several close plays. Still tied we went to a shootout, which, I'm happy to report, the Rivermen won.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;After that, we went to the boat where I won $20 at the blackjack table and then proceeded to people watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;One more thing. When we sat down at the game in Peoria there was some drunk redneck with his unbranching family tree behind us. He seemed to be quite concerned with who was homosexual. He also talked in that voice where you don't move your lips much and it sounds like a vaguely familiar foreign language. Kind of like Robert Duvall in any of his Westerns, only drunk on ether. Needless to say, I took great pleasure in making fun of the guy. Don't worry, I used big words. It was also my birthday present to Amy since she takes great joy in my alcohol-fueled heckling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-879831203731961020?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/879831203731961020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=879831203731961020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/879831203731961020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/879831203731961020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2008/12/nice-to-remember-what-good-hockey-is.html' title='Nice to remember what good hockey is like'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-6865052479870877611</id><published>2008-12-09T12:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:38:19.079-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><title type='text'>Senate Seat for Sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok, I will post an update on my weekend but before I do that I must comment on Illinois Governer Rod Blagojevich. If you haven't heard, our governor with the plastic hair was arrested this morning on federal charges of trying to sell Barack Obama's U.S. Senate seat. Here are some links.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Article about the arrest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pantagraph.com/articles/2008/12/09/news/doc493e8274ba771151552332.txt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.pantagraph.com/articles/2008/12/09/news/doc493e8274ba771151552332.txt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Affidavit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pantagraph.com/art/2008/12/fullaffidavit.pdf"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.pantagraph.com/art/2008/12/fullaffidavit.pdf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;4th time's a charm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pantagraph.com/articles/2008/12/09/news/doc493e8fdd7800d283492997.txt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.pantagraph.com/articles/2008/12/09/news/doc493e8fdd7800d283492997.txt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I haven't read through the indictment but it appears that Blago took political corruption to a new level. He didn't tiptoe around the issue by making obtuse statements or having underlings do his bidding. No, Blago basically walked up and down Michigan Avenue ringing a bell while yelling "U.S. Senate seat for sale", like he was selling Oliver Twist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;What a moron. You would think after George Ryan went up the river Blago would have, if not stayed away from corruption, at least made sure to be sneaky about it. I sincerly hope he is prosecuted and, if found guilty, is sent to prison. Maybe shave his head since he seems to love his hair more than the rule of law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So now, I have come up with some new slogans for Illinois:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Illinois, We have both kinds of corruption, Republican AND Democrat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Illinois, You'll come to see the state that gave you Lincoln, Reagan, and Obama. You'll stay for the unbelievable levels of corruption.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Illinois, making Louisiana politicians look like choir boys since the 1800's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Illinois, Lincoln saved the Union for this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Illinois, if we can't get money through our high taxes, we'll get it through bribes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Illinois, diverting attention away from the Daley family for 60 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Illinois, have you bribed a politician today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Feel free to add your own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-6865052479870877611?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/6865052479870877611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=6865052479870877611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/6865052479870877611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/6865052479870877611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2008/12/senate-seat-for-sale.html' title='Senate Seat for Sale'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-4258918176655657689</id><published>2008-12-03T14:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T15:27:03.284-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Mmmmm...seared meat...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Saturday we drove up to Chicago to see our friend Gina as she was home alone (complete with bumbling burglars and booby traps). Traffic was great. We were even momentarily stunned when we got to I-80 north of Joliet (the Tacoma of Illinois for you Pac NWers) and there was no construction. I guess construction projects do get finished in Illinois. Of course, since I'm sure the mob was involved and used sub standard materials, they'll be fixing it within five years. Anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We got to Gina's around 3, toured her awesome apartment, got to see Cassie the dog again, and unwound from the drive. We then went to eat at Fogo de Chao &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fogodechao.com/locations/chicagoIL.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.fogodechao.com/locations/chicagoIL.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; where we gorged ourselves on all kinds of meat (that's what she said, YES!). If you have never been to a Brazilian Steak House I highly recommend it. Even our cab driver was an enthusiast, when he found out we were going there he speed up. So, after a really good Brazilian beer (Xingu) and bottle of wine (some German Gewurztraminer), we rolled out of the restaurant and picked up some more drinks from Binny's (excellent liquor store chain).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then we got the world's most timid cab driver. Seriously, he was causing all kinds of problems because the other cars were dumbfounded that he wasn't rolling through stop signs, gunning his engine, blaring his horn, obeying traffic laws, etc... It is amazing how unsettling it is when you are in a cab and the guy drives like a grandma. Regardless, the guy didn't know how to get to Wrigleyville, much less, Michigan Avenue! And to top it off, he drove us in a circle. After about 5 minutes Gina yelled at the guy and we got out of the cab to find a different one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Later on we watched Hancock. I thought the movie was good and it had some excellent special effects. I liked the idea of a reluctant and petulant super hero. Especially one that kinds of half-asses it. I can totally see them doing a sequel as it had to have made money on the World market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sunday's weather was lousy so instead of shopping at the Oak Brook mall Rachel and I just ate at the Cheesecake Factory and drove home in the snow and sleet. Sunday afternoon my perpetual sinus infection decided to morph into a full blown infection and knocked me down Monday and Tuesday. Thanks go out to my friend who purchased antibiotics in Mexico for me, right on time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, and we came home to 5 inches of snow. Yes, we live in the Midwest and yes, it was supposed to snow Sunday night. However, the forecast was for 1-2 inches and we got it a day early. Mmmmm....Central Illinois.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-4258918176655657689?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/4258918176655657689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=4258918176655657689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/4258918176655657689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/4258918176655657689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2008/12/mmmmmseared-meat.html' title='Mmmmm...seared meat...'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-2961177289082350718</id><published>2008-12-03T14:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T14:46:03.155-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok, now I have Steely Dan's song "Black Friday" in my head. I blame my dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;For Black Friday this year Rachel and I didn't wake up until 9. We went to Zorba's for a delicious, and greasy, breakfast. From there we went to Michael's, Office Depot, Macy's, Kohl's, and Target. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The crowds weren't too bad but I was definitely sick of people by the time we were finished. I would have to say that Target did the best job. They blocked off the registers and made a common feeder line (like the bank) so that you didn't get stuck behind a lady that had 1,400 items with no price tags, 15 coupons, and was using a two party out of state check. The worst was Kohl's. They had the feeder lines...wrapped around the store! Seriously, they can't move as fast as Target? We took one look at that line and did an about face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-2961177289082350718?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/2961177289082350718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=2961177289082350718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/2961177289082350718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/2961177289082350718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2008/12/black-friday.html' title='Black Friday'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-5814493492115509498</id><published>2008-12-03T14:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T14:36:37.071-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Turkey Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Greetings, sorry this is a little late but I had a massive sinus infection the past couple of days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;This year, in our quest to not do dishes, we ate at CJ's. I had the prime rib and didn't much pay attention to what everyone else got ;) Food was good and the new CJ's is pretty nice. I especially like their bar (go figure). My only complaint was we were a party of ten sitting at a table meant for eight. It was a liiiiiittle bit cramped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;After CJ's we went to my parents' house to eat some more. We also sat around and talked. It was nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then we went to Rachel's sister Laura's house. there we visited some more and played some games. Good times were had by all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-5814493492115509498?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/5814493492115509498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=5814493492115509498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/5814493492115509498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/5814493492115509498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2008/12/turkey-day.html' title='Turkey Day'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-3633012295505394792</id><published>2008-11-24T11:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T11:14:17.600-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disc Golf'/><title type='text'>I'm Hooked</title><content type='html'>Played two rounds of Disc Golf (I call it Hippie Golf) with my brother and his friends. Had a great time and the weather was unseasonably warm (40's) if a tad windy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I like playing the occasional round of regular golf but I like Disc Golf better because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;No greens fees&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can use one disc/club&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The disc is easier to find than a small golf ball&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The discs are much cheaper than clubs ($10 versus $150)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The rounds are quicker (1.5 hours v 3+)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can hold a drink in your hand while throwing (clandestinely though, the course is in a public park)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a much higher chance of making par&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No dress code&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No rich tools playing in front of or behind you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I will still play the very occasional round of golf but I will definitely play more Disc Golf next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-3633012295505394792?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/3633012295505394792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=3633012295505394792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/3633012295505394792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/3633012295505394792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-hooked.html' title='I&apos;m Hooked'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-5467809694922912783</id><published>2008-11-24T11:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T11:07:20.473-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Saturday Night's All Right for...</title><content type='html'>Having Fun! This time Rachel and I went to a friend's birthday celebration at NV Lounge in downtown Normal. Had a great time drinking $1.50 Coors Light pitchers (no, that is not a typo) and playing one of those bar video games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capped the night off with some Mario Kart on the Wii and a Buffalo Chicken Cheese Bomb from Flinger's (a local pizza joint named after the restaurant in Office Space). Mario Kart was great; I was in the zone. The Buffalo Chicken Cheese Bomb dropped the bomb on us (sorry). It was awesome though Rachel thought it was a tad too spicy. I highly recommend it, if you are susceptible to spice, ask for them to leave off the jalapenos. We were in bed by 10:30. Yes, we are old and lame, and we know our limits ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-5467809694922912783?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/5467809694922912783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=5467809694922912783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/5467809694922912783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/5467809694922912783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2008/11/saturday-nights-all-right-for.html' title='Saturday Night&apos;s All Right for...'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-2409080006784812499</id><published>2008-11-24T10:29:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T10:52:46.530-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Repair'/><title type='text'>Ups and Downs Part Dos</title><content type='html'>So, this is how my Friday (my day off) went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of loafing around all day watching stuff on my DVR, OK, I did loaf for a little bit, this is me we're talking about now, I had to tackle a couple of projects. Number 1 on my list was to make a pork roast/stew. I hopped in my car to go get the ingredients I forgot (nothing unusual about that). Upon turning the key I was greeted by a mostly dead battery (not totally dead, have fun storming the castle). So, the mostly dead battery became project number 2. Then, I disgustedly got out of the car and decided to walk to Kroger's (not far) and tried to close the garage door. Of course the door goes down about a foot and then reverses. Attempt 2, 3, and 4 produce the same results. Now I have project number 3! Huzzah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After closing the door manually I walk to Kroger's in the sub freezing temps. Hey, makes for a brisk walk. I return home with the ingredients plus some pork ribs that were on sale for $1.19/pound (this post brought to by the Pork Council) and put the stew ingredients in the pot and start the 8 hour cook time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I head out to the garage. First I have to push the car to the front of the driveway, not that fun if you know my driveway. Take off the opener cover, look at it contemplatively like I know exactly what I'm doing. Fiddle with it, take off the chain, curse many times, and come to the conclusion that I can't fix it. Briefly contemplate taking batting practice with the opener. Resign myself to buying a new one (grrrrrrr).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I look in the car for the battery receipt, it couldn't have been that long since I bought it. No dice. Call Sears, they have the battery for $124 (at least the price hasn't gone up) and show I last purchased a battery in June of 2005. Quick calculations deduce November 2008 is past the 3 year warranty (Of Course!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total pending charges $450&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I remember that I have a home warranty, does it include garage door openers? It does! It will only cost $60 for repair/replacement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total pending charges $184&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel comes home for lunch to give me a jump, my car that is ;) Drive to Sears and find the battery is still mostly dead. Unfortunately Billy Crystal is out of potions. Good news though, after prodding the sales guy they prorate the cost because of the 100 month limited warranty (thanks Sears). New battery will now cost $63!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total pending charges $123&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk around the mall (man, it has changed) and find a used copy of Bust-a-move for the Wii for just $19! Receive a call from the Sears guy, found a screw in my tire (same tire I just replaced last month). It will cost $18 to repair, $100 to replace. Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total pending charges $151-223&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get back to Sears and the screw didn't hurt the tire, no charge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total pending charges $123&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my Friday definitely had some ups and downs but turned out better than it could have been. Plus, the stew turned out great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To paraphrase a great urban poet; Damn right it was a mostly good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-2409080006784812499?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/2409080006784812499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=2409080006784812499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/2409080006784812499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/2409080006784812499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2008/11/ups-and-downs-part-dos.html' title='Ups and Downs Part Dos'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-9011245332837708809</id><published>2008-11-18T14:37:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T15:12:56.566-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>Saturday Night's Alright</title><content type='html'>Well, ladies and gentlemen, this past Saturday night I got into my first (and hopefully last) bar fight. Don't worry, I'm fine and didn't end up in the hoosegow (that word needs to be used more). Here's the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel, I, our friends Amy and Scot, Rachel's co-worker Dean, and his friend, went out to the bars for a night out. We first went to Coconut Louie's where there was a $7 cover for some death metal band. The bar was cool aside from the music. It is co-owned by the guy who owned Paulie's, which used to be Lizard's Lounge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went to Shooter's for some more drinks. Although we thoroughly enjoyed the Baby Boomer Meat Market, we decided to visit Fat Jack's. This is where the fun started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were sitting near the bar when a guy rushed by and bumped into me. No biggie, he was in a rush to the dance floor. About 20-30 minutes later Rachel and Amy go out for a smoke (this will come into play in the story). So, I'm sitting there talking to Scott and Rachel's friend when the same guy bumps into me. I look up and he's standing there with that "I'm drunk and I think you have slighted me at some point in my life, I must now fight you" look. Drawing on my bar hopping experience I quickly deduce this guy is itching for a fight because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's picking on me&lt;br /&gt;He's zombie drunk (no light behind the eyes)&lt;br /&gt;Instead of continuing his path after bumping me, he decided (or the liquor decided) to stand there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, before anyone thinks I'm being egotistical about the first reason, let's think about it for a second. Regardless of what the outcome could be, maybe he's a tazmanian devil and would kick my ass, he's still got to be a little gone if he is going to pick on me from sight alone. I'm not a small man. But, I digress. So, upon running through the reasons for his behavior in my head, I stand up because I'm not taking a right cross to the head while seated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is where things speed up. Upon standing the guy asks if I have a problem. I inform him that he is the one who bumped into me. All I get is drunken gibberish to which I give him the universal sign to hit the road (my thumb pointed to the side). I repeat this sign language (as he is on a base level of communication) several times only to receive gibberish again. After my attempts to communicate with him (short of drawing pistures with crayons) I notice him tense and his eyes narrow. This is when fight or flight kicks in and I push him into the waitress rail to create separation. Drunk guy then regains his balance and launches a drunken cowboy punch which I easily duck and then return with a headlock (because I don't want to sort this out downtown). Just when I have him in the headlock I'm blindsided from the right. After thoughts of elbowing run through my head I quickly deduce it is a bouncer because if it was drunk guy's friend it would have been a punch. I relax, the bouncer leaves me, I then get to witness a beautiful sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk Guy either tries to run to the back exit or is hustled that way by about 5 bouncers who proceed to introduce Drunk Guy to the side of a pool table. The bouncers then start taking him out front. On the way Drunk Guy tries to slip away or fight some more. Regardless of the intent, the bouncers then pig pile him into the floor. From there, Amy and Rachel fill me in on the rest of Drunk Guy's night. Apparently when the bouncers got him to the door Drunk Guy got to see the side of an SUV up close and personal head first, along with some goodbye punches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bouncers tried to escort me out until Dean and the bouncer who tackled me inform them I was not at fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it was a very eventful night. The last time I was in an actual fight, and not a stare down, was Junior High. Hopefully I can space out the next one for at least another 20 years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-9011245332837708809?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/9011245332837708809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=9011245332837708809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/9011245332837708809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/9011245332837708809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2008/11/saturday-nights-alright.html' title='Saturday Night&apos;s Alright'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-5847936056918054662</id><published>2008-11-18T11:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T11:22:05.504-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Repair'/><title type='text'>Ups and Downs</title><content type='html'>Got to experience the joy of home repair Saturday. My garage door opener crapped out oh, about two or three months ago. So, yes, I haven't been parking in the garage during that time. And yes, I haven't kicked my procrastination yet. Besides, if I did, I wouldn't be Mike anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I called around for estimates to repair/replace the opener. I found out that since I didn't have the electronic eye on the door (to prevent killing my non-existing progeny) I would basically have to replace the opener at a cost of $300+ with installation! I asked if there was another way around it and was told that my Sears Craftsman opener had a habit of stripping the plastic gears inside (more on that later) and there was a repair kit I could buy for $45. While mulling over whether to repair or replace (for two months, I like to contemplate) I stumbled upon the kit online for $15 plus shipping and handling. Sold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now onto the repair. It wasn't the easiest thing to do but through much hammering (locking pins definitely lock) and adjusting I finally got it repaired. As for the plastic gears, they are most definitely plastic because I found about two handfuls of plastic powder upon opening the box (that's what she said). I must say I am perplexed as to why Sears Craftsman would use plastic in their gear boxes. The metal equivalents could only cost $5 more. I'm sure there is a valid reason but I'm inclined to think it is to perpetuate the replacement kit market.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-5847936056918054662?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/5847936056918054662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=5847936056918054662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/5847936056918054662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/5847936056918054662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2008/11/ups-and-downs.html' title='Ups and Downs'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-2499337005292252251</id><published>2008-11-13T11:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:10:24.649-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What&apos;s On Tap'/><title type='text'>Amber Bock</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just wanted to update that I now have Michelob Amber Bock on tap and it is tasty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The last keg was Goose Island 312. Apparently, it was popular because the keg (1/6 th barrel) went dry 2 1/2 hours into the Halloween party. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thankfully this time I didn't have any problems with tapping the keg. The 312 gave me problems because the check-valve ball was blocking access to the delicious nectar known as 312. The keg before that was Hofbrauhaus Original and I got to find out first hand that there are many different types of keg couplers. Apparently the Marshal Plan didn't include requirements that the Europeans use the same tap system as North America.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As an asside, I highly recommend Budget Liqours for your keg needs. They are always friendly and Chris the owner can get just about any beer you want. After obtaining the HB keg he will have my business for quite some time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-2499337005292252251?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/2499337005292252251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=2499337005292252251' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/2499337005292252251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/2499337005292252251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2008/11/amber-bock.html' title='Amber Bock'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-5367783660138402897</id><published>2008-11-11T15:00:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:12:59.748-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><title type='text'>The Furious Wiper</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I would like to introduce the world to The Furious Wiper. TFW (as I like to call him) is a guy who occasions the men's room in my building. The reason I call him TFW is because if he is utilizing the WC at the same time as you, you will undoubtedly ask yourself, "What the heck he is doing?" My guesses from the sound:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sanding his son's pinewood derby car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Practicing his scratching for his second job as a DJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Using those blocks from elementary school music class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rubbing out stains on his shirt with a Shout Pad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He's a member of Opus Dei and he has sinned; therefore, he must punish himself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, to steal from George Carlin, these are the thoughts that kept me out of the good schools.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-5367783660138402897?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/5367783660138402897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=5367783660138402897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/5367783660138402897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/5367783660138402897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2008/11/furious-wiper.html' title='The Furious Wiper'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-4424450058785073106</id><published>2008-11-10T16:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T16:51:05.364-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes, I know it is almost a week after the event but I must say I couldn't be happier with the outcome of the presidential election. You might say I drank the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kool&lt;/span&gt;-aid and asked for more. I honestly believe Obama will take our country in the right direction. My only hope is that the public and press don't expect magic. Our nation (and the World) is in a huge mess and it will take a while to get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was watching the coverage election night and at one point CNN had live coverage of people outside the White House celebrating. I thought to myself, "Self, if you were outside the White House, what chants would you try to get the crowd involved in?" Well, here are the ones I thought of;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Hey Hey Goodbye - I know, very obvious choice&lt;br /&gt;Pack your bags&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your legacy, clap clap, clap clap clap&lt;br /&gt;Back to Texas, clap, etc&lt;br /&gt;Bet you want a drink, Bet you want a drink - I know, I'm mean&lt;br /&gt;Bet your father's proud, Bet your father's proud&lt;br /&gt;We didn't cheat, We didn't cheat - Someone may have to explain to W this is in reference to 2000&lt;br /&gt;Don't stay in touch, Don't stay in touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to sum it all up, I'm pretty happy that Obama was elected. Also, it's a good thing I wasn't outside the White House...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-4424450058785073106?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/4424450058785073106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=4424450058785073106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/4424450058785073106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/4424450058785073106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2008/11/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286118284946918708.post-3609333512650556152</id><published>2008-10-24T13:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T16:40:31.299-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Welcome everyone to the first post on my new blog. I thought this would be a good way to let friends and family catch up on our exciting lives. I'm sure it will also offer a fantastic avenue for my friends to crack jokes on me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My goal is to update the blog at least once a week. Remember, that's my goal. Stay tuned for outlandish and torrid tales in the future. Or, at the minimum, irrational rants about insignificant events.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286118284946918708-3609333512650556152?l=tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/feeds/3609333512650556152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286118284946918708&amp;postID=3609333512650556152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/3609333512650556152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286118284946918708/posts/default/3609333512650556152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tie-dyeperez.blogspot.com/2008/10/1st-post.html' title='1st Post'/><author><name>Perez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02477414706385905355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ers8Fom4bTA/SHd6BknEYjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDOgxwT_PKY/S220/HB.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
