<?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-30026039</id><updated>2011-07-26T06:22:27.316-07:00</updated><category term='Portland'/><category term='Ad Crush'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Computer'/><title type='text'>Breakin' in the Leather</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm trying to loosen up the stiff mitt known as my brain.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-4686029060314404191</id><published>2007-08-02T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:33:11.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Packing up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/RrI8NFZQ5rI/AAAAAAAAADU/BE4vFS-_FHc/s1600-h/uhaul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/RrI8NFZQ5rI/AAAAAAAAADU/BE4vFS-_FHc/s320/uhaul.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094200323993560754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was told bigger and better things await me over at Wordpress, so I'm making the switch. You can now find me at &lt;A href="http://stvmllr.wordpress.com"&gt;stvmllr.wordpress.com&lt;/A&gt;. We'll see how long it lasts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the real world, I've moved back into Portland. This time on the east side of the river in the Belmont neighborhood (south of Lloyd Center, between Burnside and Hawthorne). Give me a buzz if you're in the area.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-4686029060314404191?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/4686029060314404191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=4686029060314404191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/4686029060314404191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/4686029060314404191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2007/08/packing-up.html' title='Packing up'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/RrI8NFZQ5rI/AAAAAAAAADU/BE4vFS-_FHc/s72-c/uhaul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-5174234233179798421</id><published>2007-07-01T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T00:30:59.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold the whipped!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/ABPub/2007/01/01/2003505181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/ABPub/2007/01/01/2003505181.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just have two requests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, can we give the male servers a break and not call them Baristas? Baristos will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, can we also make the Double Chocolate Chip Frappachino look and sounds more masculine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-5174234233179798421?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/5174234233179798421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=5174234233179798421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/5174234233179798421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/5174234233179798421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2007/07/hold-whipped.html' title='Hold the whipped!'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-6736648249832399816</id><published>2007-06-30T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T00:18:44.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's neither foggy nor Dec. 24</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.junkyardsymphony.com/rudolph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.junkyardsymphony.com/rudolph.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First I was mistaken for a clown, then I was asked if that's Mars on my nose. Nooooo, it's a zit. Probably the result of stress, or maybe consuming to much greasy food, or indulging on chocolate, or maybe that 50-gallon drum of mixed nuts is to blame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've ruled out barometric pressure and the high pollen levels. Currently, I am testing a hypothesis that assumes this pimple is the result of watching so much Major League Baseball on TV. The theory is that the extensive viewing has made my body want to mimic different physical features of a baseball diamond, stating with the pitcher's mound. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So no, I don't have a stop sign on my face, nor do I have the red planet orbiting around my face. It's a zit in the form of a mound....I can live with that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-6736648249832399816?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/6736648249832399816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=6736648249832399816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/6736648249832399816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/6736648249832399816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-neither-foggy-no-dec-24.html' title='It&apos;s neither foggy nor Dec. 24'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-3503763025244105009</id><published>2007-05-06T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T18:36:52.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you...</title><content type='html'>...to that girl whom with nothing happened, but our encounter last night seemed more awkward than Spock stripping at a Star Wars convention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...to the former prom date who still lets me show off that I actually had an atractive, non-related female accompany me to the biggest night of my life...so what if it's five years later and we've never been romantically involved? That's beside the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...to the inconsistant bartenders, epecially the ones that thought a rum and coke should be see through. I should have tipped you better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...to the cook at Ringlers that made those tots inhalable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...to the girl who didn't go ballistic when I cut in line with two other people and accidentally hit her with the rope holder thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...to the residents in the apartment two blocks away who were playing The Stills - "Allison." I totally caught it and recognized it and pranced home singing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-3503763025244105009?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/3503763025244105009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=3503763025244105009' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/3503763025244105009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/3503763025244105009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2007/05/thank-you.html' title='Thank you...'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-5853834102915620142</id><published>2007-04-30T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:33:12.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misspelling strikes twice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/RjZazc-okrI/AAAAAAAAADE/C_v3mXpfWfM/s1600-h/IMG_0831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/RjZazc-okrI/AAAAAAAAADE/C_v3mXpfWfM/s400/IMG_0831.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059331071396057778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this at the hospital where I was going through occupational therapy for my smashed thumb injury at the frame shop. I was very reassured that the people helping me rehabilitate my thumb were professionals that didn't know how to spell or notice little details, like the misspelling of one word, two different ways. Come on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-5853834102915620142?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/5853834102915620142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=5853834102915620142' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/5853834102915620142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/5853834102915620142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2007/04/misspelling-strikes-twice.html' title='Misspelling strikes twice.'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/RjZazc-okrI/AAAAAAAAADE/C_v3mXpfWfM/s72-c/IMG_0831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-2854569353717338142</id><published>2007-04-29T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T14:11:58.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me tell you about me and skatebording...</title><content type='html'>I suck at it. And my wrists hurt (Thanks Chris). I've been defeated by a plank of wood attached to four plastic wheels. By the way, that is the lamest form of transportation, but I envy those who have conquered it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-2854569353717338142?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/2854569353717338142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=2854569353717338142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/2854569353717338142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/2854569353717338142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2007/04/let-me-tell-you-something-about-me-and.html' title='Let me tell you about me and skatebording...'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-1358169937865533530</id><published>2007-04-21T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T00:29:49.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Four letter word.</title><content type='html'>Why is it that when I tell people I have a BLOG they look at me as if I just confessed to a priest that I watch PORN? Yes, it's a website, but it doesn't have boobs on it, just words...and they're all small. Quit judging me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-1358169937865533530?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/1358169937865533530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=1358169937865533530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/1358169937865533530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/1358169937865533530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2007/04/four-letter-word.html' title='Four letter word.'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-3651456884318761302</id><published>2007-04-17T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:33:12.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reinforcing my decision</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/RiW_EGSMxnI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_CLrD_6HgZ0/s1600-h/nocoldcaller.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/RiW_EGSMxnI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_CLrD_6HgZ0/s400/nocoldcaller.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054656233920579186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently took an ad sales position at a local publication. Two days later I quit. I was told that I should be more patient. But in the situation I was in, I could not see myself spending another second there. I had to go with my gut. It was not what I wanted to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went home, and started looking for a new job. And just as often as I breath, I check my email. As I was looking at my inbox I noticed one of those ads that's generated based on the content of your emails. It immediately made me feel better about my decision. The weird thing is that none of my messages mentioned anything about cold calling to my knowledge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-3651456884318761302?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/3651456884318761302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=3651456884318761302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/3651456884318761302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/3651456884318761302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2007/04/reinforcing-my-decision.html' title='Reinforcing my decision'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/RiW_EGSMxnI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_CLrD_6HgZ0/s72-c/nocoldcaller.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-8021514893549150177</id><published>2007-03-27T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:33:12.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can only dream.</title><content type='html'>The ad below comes from a Folgers Coffee campaign that I somehow missed. But today, two guys came in to have it framed. Supposedly they were the creators of this masterpiece, hired by Saatchi &amp; Saatchi NYC (the agency of record). I didn't ask where these guys work. Just check out the ad, it's crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/RgjL3krkmvI/AAAAAAAAACo/XbDzLsNg8wg/s1600-h/FolgersPINGPONG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/RgjL3krkmvI/AAAAAAAAACo/XbDzLsNg8wg/s320/FolgersPINGPONG.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046507538068314866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this ad and many others &lt;a href="http://adsoftheworld.com"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-8021514893549150177?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/8021514893549150177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=8021514893549150177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/8021514893549150177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/8021514893549150177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-can-only-dream.html' title='I can only dream.'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/RgjL3krkmvI/AAAAAAAAACo/XbDzLsNg8wg/s72-c/FolgersPINGPONG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-4914837130300945048</id><published>2007-03-27T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T00:40:43.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is the restroom in the TV Funhouse?</title><content type='html'>Because this little piece almost made me wet my pants. Funny, funny stuff. It's just sad, but not surprising that I knew what they were making fun of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sb7eLgaddI4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sb7eLgaddI4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-4914837130300945048?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/4914837130300945048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=4914837130300945048' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/4914837130300945048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/4914837130300945048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2007/03/where-is-restroom-in-tv-funhouse.html' title='Where is the restroom in the TV Funhouse?'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-8408725843528024551</id><published>2007-03-19T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T23:26:43.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The music will get me through this.</title><content type='html'>Some hard times through the Steve Miller camp. I'm a little stressed out about my financial situation. I mean there is rent, bills, student loans, food, gas. Where did all these obligations come from? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't used to have to worry about this stuff. Rent: Used to be covered by the folks, then Uncle Same, now me. Bills: Same. Student Loans: Uncle Sam. Food: Folks &amp; Uncle Sam. Gas: I've always had that...it came from the food and now the stress of all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through all this, the music has kept me going (and my friends, but that's expected). My new favorite song is "Ruby" by the Kaiser Chiefs. Sounds like some old Tears for Fears or Duran, Duran maybe. Also, my coworker introduced me to Manu Chao. Great sounding latin/funk/reggae. And those are genres I don't usually listen to. Check out "Me Gustas Tu." Ahorra! Andale!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-8408725843528024551?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/8408725843528024551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=8408725843528024551' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/8408725843528024551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/8408725843528024551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2007/03/music-will-get-me-through-this.html' title='The music will get me through this.'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-3510440221055830964</id><published>2007-03-06T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T00:45:12.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buffalo Exchange 2, Stv Mllr 1</title><content type='html'>It's come to the point where I've squeezed every penny I can out of Buffalo Exchange with my current wardrobe. Here's how I came to that conclusion: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-LESS THAN TWO MONTHS AGO: My sister and I each lugged in a garbage bag full of old clothes into the Hawthorne store. In the end, we split $30 in store credit. She bought a handbag, I picked up a pair of hardly worn shoes, they made $8 out of the deal, and we made two generous deposits to their donation bin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-LAST WEEK: I haul a mesh laundry bag full of more rags into the Burnside store. I was confident that the buyer at this store wouldn't be picky with my treasures. She must've been the manager, and yes, she was picky. She probably snatched no more than five articles and returned to me the burden of these faded fashions. On a good note, I made about $50 in store credit, with which I purchased a retro Adidas track jacket and a couple shirts, and I walked out with eight bucks! ADVANTAGE: BUFFALO EXCHANGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-TODAY: There was still a mesh bag almost full of clothes in the backseat of my car. So I thought I'd take them back to the Hawthorne store, which hadn't seen these selections yet. ADVANTAGE: STEVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things felt good when I walked in. The buyer was a dude, who I thought would surely appreciate my offerings. As he looked through my garments, he sorted them in two piles. The stuff I expected him to take went in to one pile, and the crap went into the other. But once he examined the last piece of clothing, he put it in the "NO" pile, and then like a magician, he consolidated the two piles and shoved it all back into my bag. "I didn't see anything we need, but thanks for stopping in," he said. I walked out with the same feeling of rejection that's overcome me recently after every random job interview and personality test. ADVANTAGE: BUFFALO EXCHANGE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-3510440221055830964?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/3510440221055830964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=3510440221055830964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/3510440221055830964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/3510440221055830964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2007/03/buffalo-exchange-2-steve-1.html' title='Buffalo Exchange 2, Stv Mllr 1'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-1860774839031547692</id><published>2007-02-27T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T16:45:01.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My apologies...</title><content type='html'>Sorry for all the posts accompanied by videos. I'm supposed to be a copywriter, but I'm copping out with all these embed YouTube files. I'll get back to displaying those original thoughts of mine shortly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-1860774839031547692?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/1860774839031547692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=1860774839031547692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/1860774839031547692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/1860774839031547692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-apologies.html' title='My apologies...'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-2994956645649160273</id><published>2007-02-27T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T16:42:22.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Duh! Moment: The 2007 Academy Awards</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kJRUGTKouFY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kJRUGTKouFY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tuned in to the second half of the Oscars last weekend, and I'm glad I did. Ellen proved to be a funny host and Martin Scorcese finally got his trophy. But I was distracted by these little tidbits of artistic genius. Unfortunately, this was the only example I could find, but when I saw it, I almost stopped breathing. I thought it was incredible. This act for The Departed was very impressive, and the one for The Devil Wears Prada wasn't bad either. It was just one of those things that made me hit my forehead very hard with an open palm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-2994956645649160273?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/2994956645649160273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=2994956645649160273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/2994956645649160273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/2994956645649160273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2007/02/duh-moment-2007-academy-awards.html' title='Duh! Moment: The 2007 Academy Awards'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-2287700708807248050</id><published>2007-02-27T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T16:24:03.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patent pending</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y-y7rSXJKNM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y-y7rSXJKNM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is proof that a quick trip to YouTube country provides a rewarding destination for wholesome entertainment. (I just ordered a kit to retrofit my mini-fridge.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-2287700708807248050?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/2287700708807248050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=2287700708807248050' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/2287700708807248050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/2287700708807248050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2007/02/patent-pending.html' title='Patent pending'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-5281835814136848710</id><published>2007-02-21T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:33:12.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ad Crush: Domino's Pizza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/Rd0qiYk4rLI/AAAAAAAAACc/A5DgmtSfldw/s1600-h/adcrushcolor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034226728671161522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/Rd0qiYk4rLI/AAAAAAAAACc/A5DgmtSfldw/s400/adcrushcolor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MxR3CKzXm_s"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MxR3CKzXm_s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ad seems to keep me very entertained every time it airs, but I can't pinpoint why. I guess it's just because of how funny their exaggerated features look. I've always kicked around the idea of the human body, maybe a specific part, evolving because of a product. In this case, four different guys have different, yet abnormally large, sense-receptors. However, they never truly connect the pizza to the increased size of their eyes/ears/mouth/nose. I do remember a print ad for Verizon Wireless on the topic of text messaging that showed a hand with the tip of every digit being a small hand. I just ressurected an idea that I helped develop in Portfolio class for HybridCenter.org. I need to go write it down and see if I can use it for something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-5281835814136848710?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/5281835814136848710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=5281835814136848710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/5281835814136848710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/5281835814136848710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2007/02/ad-crush-dominos-pizza.html' title='Ad Crush: Domino&apos;s Pizza'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/Rd0qiYk4rLI/AAAAAAAAACc/A5DgmtSfldw/s72-c/adcrushcolor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-5725402363185575565</id><published>2007-02-15T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:33:13.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Java art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/RdTncp8e-hI/AAAAAAAAACQ/nlLDZB4wj30/s1600-h/IMG_0674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031901163161582098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/RdTncp8e-hI/AAAAAAAAACQ/nlLDZB4wj30/s400/IMG_0674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mike and I grabbed a cup of joe at Coffee Time on "trendy first" last night. A fairly productive evening unfolded as we brainstormed for a new campaign and a new product, Lucky Tiger. The most creative thing that spawned from that night was captured in the picture. Our barista guy took an extra five seconds of effort to transform a dash of whipped cream into what you see above. So while the brewmaster created a portfolio-worthy work of art in my mocha, Mike and I are still throwing mediocre ideas into a black hole. Maybe I should get intoxicated instead of wired tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-5725402363185575565?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/5725402363185575565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=5725402363185575565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/5725402363185575565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/5725402363185575565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2007/02/java-art.html' title='Java art'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/RdTncp8e-hI/AAAAAAAAACQ/nlLDZB4wj30/s72-c/IMG_0674.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-164074975208055073</id><published>2007-02-12T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:33:13.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopefully those stalkers won't come a'knockin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/RdFVGp8e-gI/AAAAAAAAACE/XwtfsnpEn8s/s1600-h/IMG_0668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030895831576672770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/RdFVGp8e-gI/AAAAAAAAACE/XwtfsnpEn8s/s400/IMG_0668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tonight marks the one week anniversary of me moving in to my new place, even though it's only temporary. Those are the street signs. That is not the apartment. More to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-164074975208055073?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/164074975208055073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=164074975208055073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/164074975208055073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/164074975208055073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2007/02/hopefully-those-stalkers-wont-come.html' title='Hopefully those stalkers won&apos;t come a&apos;knockin&apos;'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/RdFVGp8e-gI/AAAAAAAAACE/XwtfsnpEn8s/s72-c/IMG_0668.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-7425559719252101891</id><published>2007-02-07T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:27:32.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thrift Store Discrimination</title><content type='html'>I went in to look for a sofa. Found one without a price. Asked the lady, who asked the manager. The Manager asked, "I this for you." I said, "Yeah." Then she put a $95 price tag on it. All the other couches were $55 or $60. I think the price was determined by college sweatshirt I was wearing.  To that I say, "Hey lady, I may have gone to Oregon, I may have graduated from Oregon, but I make slightly less than Phil Knight, so cut me some slack!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-7425559719252101891?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/7425559719252101891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=7425559719252101891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/7425559719252101891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/7425559719252101891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2007/02/thrift-store-discrimination.html' title='Thrift Store Discrimination'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-6389379091474960568</id><published>2007-01-30T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:33:13.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ad Crush: Rolling Rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/RcAWNN8g9FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/QE5KiYMgWis/s1600-h/adcrushcolor%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026041600483062866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/RcAWNN8g9FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/QE5KiYMgWis/s400/adcrushcolor%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I stumbled across this fairly current campaign for Rolling Rock beer while I was searching for a billboard that I saw on the freeway. I have no idea what the billboard says, but it looked funny (I am going to try to take a picture of it). I think these spots are part of the same campaign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Man Thong ad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gfPz6XPZ6a0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gfPz6XPZ6a0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Apology:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/scTbR_xhohY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/scTbR_xhohY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is more stuff about the man thong on &lt;a href="http://www.friendsofrollingrock.com/"&gt;this website&lt;/a&gt;, including a Map of Man Thong Tolerance (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;genius&lt;/span&gt;!) and another round of ads featuring a Beer Ape.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-6389379091474960568?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/6389379091474960568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=6389379091474960568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/6389379091474960568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/6389379091474960568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2007/01/ad-crush-rolling-rock.html' title='Ad Crush: Rolling Rock'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/RcAWNN8g9FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/QE5KiYMgWis/s72-c/adcrushcolor%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-7445575258325875962</id><published>2007-01-29T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:33:13.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Commute</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/Rb70-N8g9DI/AAAAAAAAABc/nMhkhl2gDb8/s1600-h/commute.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/Rb70-N8g9DI/AAAAAAAAABc/nMhkhl2gDb8/s320/commute.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025723583924597810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the drive I get to look forward to every day this week. It's only 33 miles but it takes about 50 minutes to acheive. The good thing is that I'm able to listen to a whole CD each way. What's even better is that it's only for this week. Once I'm in Portland, it'll be about a 10 minute commute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-7445575258325875962?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/7445575258325875962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=7445575258325875962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/7445575258325875962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/7445575258325875962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2007/01/commute.html' title='The Commute'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/Rb70-N8g9DI/AAAAAAAAABc/nMhkhl2gDb8/s72-c/commute.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-5280270773899023143</id><published>2007-01-29T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:33:13.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ear Candy: The Shins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/Rb7ve98g9BI/AAAAAAAAABI/qG2ESBefj9A/s1600-h/250__~gauntlet_eg_eg2_20070125_spun-shins_web%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/Rb7ve98g9BI/AAAAAAAAABI/qG2ESBefj9A/s320/250__~gauntlet_eg_eg2_20070125_spun-shins_web%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025717549495546898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My CD Player is in love. I introduced it to The Shins' new album "Wincing the Night Away" Friday and it has been spilling sweet sounds ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm never very good at describing or comparing but others have said it sounds like Morrissey with a hint of Simon and Garfunkel. As someone who hasn't listened to a lot of Shins in the past, I think it sounds distinctively similar to their older stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite song is Track 5; it's got a great beat. I also like 2,4,7 and 11.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-5280270773899023143?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/5280270773899023143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=5280270773899023143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/5280270773899023143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/5280270773899023143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2007/01/ear-candy-shins.html' title='Ear Candy: The Shins'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/Rb7ve98g9BI/AAAAAAAAABI/qG2ESBefj9A/s72-c/250__~gauntlet_eg_eg2_20070125_spun-shins_web%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-6130274513404791383</id><published>2007-01-19T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T12:12:25.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a sign of the times</title><content type='html'>While watching my daily dose of the History Channel, I came across a show called Our Generation and the subject of the day was Disco. It was going into how it started, what it was like, who did it and so on, but what I found most amusing came right before a commercial break when they announced AARP as one of the program's sponsors. Too good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-6130274513404791383?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/6130274513404791383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=6130274513404791383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/6130274513404791383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/6130274513404791383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-sign-of-times.html' title='It&apos;s a sign of the times'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-3776772095172837332</id><published>2007-01-17T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T18:52:54.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow-covered slip and slide</title><content type='html'>Check out &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SPE8vL5hlFA"&gt;this video&lt;/a&gt; of a large accident in downtown Portland due to the recent snow storm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-3776772095172837332?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/3776772095172837332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=3776772095172837332' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/3776772095172837332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/3776772095172837332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2007/01/snow-covered-slip-and-slide.html' title='Snow-covered slip and slide'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-1307158977178286128</id><published>2007-01-17T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:33:13.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a hike!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021154279887533058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/Ra65Nt8g9AI/AAAAAAAAAA4/7-7P3LrtB1A/s320/100hikes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;William Sullivan's "100 Hikes in the Central Oregon Cascades" turned out to be one of my Christmas presents after I redeemed a giftcard at a local bookstore. It's a great handbook for the a beginning hiker like me. Just the Table of Contents is handy; it tells you the difficulty of a hike and if it can be adapted for backpacking (something I plan on getting involved in soon).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I've done one hike-Spencer Butte. Both trails are considered easy, but the shorter trail is a steeper climb and a tougher scramble at the top. I definitely wasn't ready for that, but after a few breaks I made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to conquer some of the other destinations which include: Mt Jefferson, Three-Fingered Jack, The Sisters, and Silver Creek Falls. I also can't wait to check out some of his other books that feature hikes in NW Oregon, Southern Oregon, Eastern Oregon and SW Washington.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-1307158977178286128?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/1307158977178286128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=1307158977178286128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/1307158977178286128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/1307158977178286128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2007/01/take-hike.html' title='Take a hike!'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/Ra65Nt8g9AI/AAAAAAAAAA4/7-7P3LrtB1A/s72-c/100hikes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-3363047071829978577</id><published>2007-01-16T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:33:13.893-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Yum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/Ra08gt8g8-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FZHUyaNXEAM/s1600-h/Buffalo_Wild.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020735692374864866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/Ra08gt8g8-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FZHUyaNXEAM/s320/Buffalo_Wild.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's inevitable that I'll become a regular at Buffalo Wild Wings now that I am in Portland. It doesn't get better than cold beer, a plethora of screen displaying various sporting events, mini &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;corndogs&lt;/span&gt;, potato wedges and buffalo wings at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;BWW&lt;/span&gt;. So far the only location in the Northwest is at the Streets of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Tanasbourne&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hillsboro&lt;/span&gt;, which is close enough. If you haven't been, I highly recommend trying it out, and I'll even tag along, but I won't be trying all the spicy flavors. I'm a wuss when it comes to heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-3363047071829978577?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/3363047071829978577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=3363047071829978577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/3363047071829978577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/3363047071829978577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2007/01/yum.html' title='Yum'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/Ra08gt8g8-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FZHUyaNXEAM/s72-c/Buffalo_Wild.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-5377810033307121344</id><published>2007-01-08T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:33:14.045-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portland'/><title type='text'>Goodbye Eugene...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/RaL88qOI9tI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Yu-iV8O2sY0/s1600-h/7[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017851053900101330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/RaL88qOI9tI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Yu-iV8O2sY0/s320/7%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello Portland! It's official. I'm moving to downtown Portland, Oregon the first or second week of February. Until then I'll be living with the folks in McMinnville (Lafayette to be exact) effective January 15th. A friend of a friend is going to sublet his studio for $300/month. Can't beat that! I'll have residence for sure, now I just need work. Send any leads my way; I've gathered a few already. Let me know if you're living in PDX or at least visiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-5377810033307121344?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/5377810033307121344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=5377810033307121344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/5377810033307121344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/5377810033307121344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2007/01/goodbye-eugene.html' title='Goodbye Eugene...'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/RaL88qOI9tI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Yu-iV8O2sY0/s72-c/7%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-877931346887452791</id><published>2007-01-04T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:33:14.132-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Computer'/><title type='text'>Disconnected, but not dead.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/RZ2r0aOI9sI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6vi_BerOxro/s1600-h/broken_computer[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016354476840777410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/RZ2r0aOI9sI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6vi_BerOxro/s320/broken_computer%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My laptop died the other day and now it is in the careful, and probably greedy hands of Mac Store technicians. It's going to cost be $45 to diagnose the problem, and then who knows what it's going to cost to fix it. In an ideal world, I'd just go out an upgrade. Eventually I will, but for now she's all I got. My advice to you would be to shut your computer down every day or two. I think my problem is a result of leaving the computer running for five days straight without even putting it to sleep. I'll probably be getting a lecture from one of their lab-coated, mother-board molesting iGeeks next week about that exact thing. They'll pompously say, "It's like wearing a retainer: on at night, off during the day, except the reverse." Thanks Waldo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-877931346887452791?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/877931346887452791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=877931346887452791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/877931346887452791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/877931346887452791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2007/01/disconnected-but-not-dead.html' title='Disconnected, but not dead.'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rYljHcBkJ2k/RZ2r0aOI9sI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6vi_BerOxro/s72-c/broken_computer%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-116729137604519966</id><published>2006-12-27T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T13:24:28.518-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ad Crush'/><title type='text'>Toyota RAV4 spot (New Zealand)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3525/3212/1600/615926/adcrushcolor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3525/3212/400/249375/adcrushcolor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sz4Ua-c5JYU"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sz4Ua-c5JYU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-116729137604519966?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/116729137604519966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=116729137604519966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116729137604519966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116729137604519966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2006/12/toyota-rav4-spot-new-zealand.html' title='Toyota RAV4 spot (New Zealand)'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-116655848197115268</id><published>2006-12-19T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T12:01:21.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy First TD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3525/3212/1600/660540/capt.baf11612172047.browns_ravens_football_baf116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3525/3212/320/317056/capt.baf11612172047.browns_ravens_football_baf116.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd just like to congratulate Baltimore Ravens wide receiver Demetrius Williams, a former Oregon wide receiver and 4th round pick last year, on his first NFL touchdown against the Cleveland Browns. The sure-handed wideout was a weapon here and he should become a weapon there. Way to go D-Will!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-116655848197115268?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/116655848197115268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=116655848197115268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116655848197115268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116655848197115268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-first-td.html' title='Happy First TD!'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-116599680052564874</id><published>2006-12-12T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T00:02:10.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knock out the faux-Foreman!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3525/3212/1600/112183/redmeat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3525/3212/320/335247/redmeat.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I present to you the worst grilling machine ever. The Hamilton Beach POS 5000. The two grills plates are set too far off of one another, making it impossible for both sides of the hamburger patty to be cooked at the same time. The whole point of these so-called miracle appliances is to prevent a lazy, yet health-conscious eater like me from having to dig for a spatula. I spent 10 minutes flipping when I could have been watching syndicated Will &amp; Grace episodes. George would be dissapointed if this had his name on it. Now I know why it doesn't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-116599680052564874?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/116599680052564874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=116599680052564874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116599680052564874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116599680052564874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2006/12/knock-out-faux-foreman.html' title='Knock out the faux-Foreman!'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-116599455702836336</id><published>2006-12-12T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T23:22:37.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stick this in your chimney and smoke it.</title><content type='html'>My sister asked what I wanted for Christmas. It's funny, when you aren't put on the spot you always want a million things. Then, you get asked and you feel like you have everything. I think that just comes with being as privilaged and blessed as I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-116599455702836336?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/116599455702836336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=116599455702836336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116599455702836336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116599455702836336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2006/12/stick-this-in-your-chimney-and-smoke.html' title='Stick this in your chimney and smoke it.'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-116587336864463821</id><published>2006-12-11T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T13:42:48.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in a name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3525/3212/1600/50704/nametag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3525/3212/320/676628/nametag.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple weeks into working at Beard's Framing, they had a nametag engraved for me. It's a pretty nice one too, with a magnetic backing on it so you never puncture holes in your shirts (those crafty framers!). Well, a few days after I got it, I lost it, and I have been working nameless for the last two months, which is totally against company policy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIDE NOTE: Do you ever forget to take your nametag off after your shirt? I always do that, and then either walk into a restaurant or a grocery store with it on. It's pretty much a sign for the cashier to rip you off because you've been working all day and you're not very alert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to the nametag situation. After checking every coat pocket, pants pocket, shirt pocket, and sock pocket I couldn't find it. The mountain search and rescue party couldn't either. The infared helicopters couldn't see it. Even the magnet-sniffing dogs were stumped. Then just the other day I found it in my laptop bag pocket (I sometimes take my computer to work on slow days). I guess the magnet was attracted to my hard drive, which is probably bad. But the good thing is that I don't feel naked anymore. If I ever get robbed, I'm sure the nametag with deflect the bullet or blind the perpetrator with its brushed aluminum shine. The most important thing is that a customer can call me by name now, even though they never do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIDE NOTE #2: I hate it when people call strangers "Boss" or "Guy." It's always a guy calling another guy that. I hate it. Sir, buddy, chap, dude, homie, bro. I prefer any of those over boss or guy. My dad uses "guy" ever now and then. No mas Dad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-116587336864463821?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/116587336864463821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=116587336864463821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116587336864463821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116587336864463821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2006/12/whats-in-name.html' title='What&apos;s in a name?'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-116530404902356396</id><published>2006-12-04T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T23:34:55.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For all you haters:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2006/HEALTH/12/04/doctors.inappropriate.ads.ap/index.html?eref=rss_topstories"&gt;Ads spur eating disorders, premature drinking, docs say&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-116530404902356396?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/116530404902356396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=116530404902356396' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116530404902356396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116530404902356396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2006/12/for-all-you-haters.html' title='For all you haters:'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-116527217544467967</id><published>2006-12-04T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T14:42:55.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boxers or Briefs?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3525/3212/1600/790785/coke_originalformula.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3525/3212/320/893834/coke_originalformula.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boxer briefs. But the more important question: Coke or Pepsi? More and more, I am developing an infatuation with Coca-Cola Classic. It's just got more punch. And I'm not necessarily talking about the caffeine (that's a hard word to spell), I'm just talking about the taste and the thrust it adds to my burping. I also just noticed that little graphic on the can, and I really like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-116527217544467967?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/116527217544467967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=116527217544467967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116527217544467967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116527217544467967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2006/12/boxers-or-briefs.html' title='Boxers or Briefs?'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-116527187940304887</id><published>2006-12-04T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T14:38:14.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Job #1</title><content type='html'>Winter's got a new little film project going on with his roommate Jordan called &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JrSWa2dBuTs"&gt;Urban Freedancing&lt;/a&gt;. No, I don't want to be a professional dancer (but stay tuned, because I may be making an appearance in the next video). I was listening to some new tunes, and I thought some of the tracks would create nice moods for certain scenes in the videos, and I thought, "damn, this would be cool to do as a job." So if you see any opening for TV/Movie Scene Song Choosers, let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-116527187940304887?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/116527187940304887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=116527187940304887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116527187940304887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116527187940304887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2006/12/dream-job-1.html' title='Dream Job #1'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-116474114248877344</id><published>2006-11-28T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T11:14:53.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowman-ia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/snow9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/320/snow9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It snowed about an inch last night in Eugene, so my roommate Kim, her boyfriend and I made a snow man, with an old western theme. Meet Sheriff Snowball. Putting him together was quite a workout. I felt like I was climbing Everest or something, when really I was just rolling a ball of snow up and down the hill in our front yard. I wonder how long he'll last...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-116474114248877344?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/116474114248877344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=116474114248877344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116474114248877344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116474114248877344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2006/11/snowman-ia.html' title='Snowman-ia!'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-116424070214253467</id><published>2006-11-22T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T16:15:11.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I'm thankful for...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3525/3212/1600/239924/brandnew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3525/3212/320/704295/brandnew.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving is still a day away, but I'd like to share a couple new things I am thankful for. First, the new Brand New album called "The Devil And God Are Raging Inside Me." I forgot they released it yesterday, but my beautiful and reliable sister had already bought it (cover art above). So far so good. I'm not very good at reviewing music, but maybe I say a little something about it after a few more listens. One thing's for sure, the new My Chemical Romance CD is awesome. Their sound is fairly unique and the songs are catchier than a velcro fishnet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also thankful for the 2GB memory card I just got for my camera. Now I don't have to download pics every 10 shots, and I can do longer videos too. Saweet! Time to go condition for the big feast tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-116424070214253467?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/116424070214253467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=116424070214253467' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116424070214253467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116424070214253467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-im-thankful-for.html' title='What I&apos;m thankful for...'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-116406092486323206</id><published>2006-11-20T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T14:16:05.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackpot!</title><content type='html'>I found four dollars in my pocket!&lt;br /&gt;That's more satisfying than eating chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;This cash'll have a nice home in my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;I certainly don't want to...lost it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-116406092486323206?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/116406092486323206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=116406092486323206' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116406092486323206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116406092486323206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2006/11/jackpot.html' title='Jackpot!'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-116371557106150591</id><published>2006-11-16T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:20:44.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking the air out of my tires</title><content type='html'>Apparently I have offended the Car Gods in some way. In the last few months, my automobile luck has been in a nose dive. First, it was the collision I was involved in toward the end of the summer that required a week-long stay at the body shop for Guadalupe, my beloved 1996 Volkswagen Jetta GLX VR6. Less than a week after I get her back, the ingition coil goes bad. (I could easily get in to one of those Mastecard price breakdown things.) Just the other day, my car wouldn't start because my battery cables were dirty. And then the night before last I drove right into a newly developed pothole at Patterson and 18th. Below is the quick fix I put on the next morning.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/spare2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/320/spare2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the clearance between the tire and the fender! MASSIVE!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/spare1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/320/spare1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this car is jinxed. Thus, I'm looking for a new one, which I probably won't be able to purchase until after the new year. My dad thought I should consider something like &lt;a href="http://www.lorenberg.com/en_US/frm_index.chtml?pageName=PreOwnedVehicleSearch_1&amp;noc=1&amp;overrideUrl=f_PreOwnedVehicleSearch_1.chtml"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. It's practical and dependable, but for the price and the mileage, I'm not sure it's the one. Plus, it would definitely DEFLAT my coolness rating. I am thinking thinking about something more like &lt;a href="http://www.vwfeatures.com/jetta.html?ic_id=v_dubs_rock_jetta"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://automobiles.honda.com/models/exterior_gallery.asp?ModelName=Accord+Sedan"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.acura.com/index.aspx?initPath=TSX"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.bmwusa.com/vehicles/3/335icoupe/"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-116371557106150591?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/116371557106150591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=116371557106150591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116371557106150591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116371557106150591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2006/11/taking-air-out-of-my-tires.html' title='Taking the air out of my tires'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-116357992099328557</id><published>2006-11-15T00:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:44:24.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>T.O. the author?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/owens_bookcover.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/200/owens_bookcover.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you serious? Terrell Owens is now the proud author of a children's book, and supposedly there is going to be an entire series. This is a sign of the apocalypse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-116357992099328557?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/116357992099328557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=116357992099328557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116357992099328557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116357992099328557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2006/11/to-author.html' title='T.O. the author?'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-116312583114182132</id><published>2006-11-09T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T12:24:32.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A pinch of testosterone-soaked reading material adds a flavor of masculinity to any household dominated by females. It's a good thing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/toiletmag1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/320/toiletmag1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men, do not be startled by the warm violet tones, charming candles and sweet potpourri. There is an SI. You are safe here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-116312583114182132?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/116312583114182132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=116312583114182132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116312583114182132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116312583114182132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2006/11/pinch-of-testosterone-soaked-reading.html' title='A pinch of testosterone-soaked reading material adds a flavor of masculinity to any household dominated by females. It&apos;s a good thing.'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-116303225552211237</id><published>2006-11-08T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T16:33:14.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leftovers</title><content type='html'>Here is what remains in the candy bowl. There are five of us under this roof, so I am surprised there is still anything left. I've cut back since I started noticing my zit count increase proportionally to my chocolate intake.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/candybowl_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/320/candybowl_sm.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/candybowl_med.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/320/candybowl_med.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/candybowl_lrg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/320/candybowl_lrg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the packet of saltines. Those were donated by yours truly, and there were a total of five, but four of them were taken by eager trick-or-treaters. Hopefully that generated a laugh or enhanced a hot bowl of chili.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-116303225552211237?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/116303225552211237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=116303225552211237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116303225552211237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116303225552211237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2006/11/leftovers.html' title='Leftovers'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-116302951576947460</id><published>2006-11-08T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T16:20:46.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Maiden Capture</title><content type='html'>Brown (UPS) just dropped of a new toy that I ordered this weekend from Amazon.com. It is a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Canon-PowerShot-Digital-Camera-Optical/dp/B000EMWBT2/sr=8-1/qid=1163028696/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/104-1433637-4530326?ie=UTF8&amp;s=electronics"&gt;Canon PowerShot SD600 Digital Elph&lt;/a&gt;. This buy was partially influenced by me obtaining my very first credit card and partially influenced by &lt;a href="http://russelldavies.typepad.com/planning/"&gt;Russell Davies&lt;/a&gt;, who suggested that anyone with any desire to be interesting should do &lt;a href="http://russelldavies.typepad.com/planning/2006/11/how_to_be_inter.html"&gt;10 things&lt;/a&gt;, one of them being carrying a digital camera at all times and taking at least on picture a day. (I think he secretly works for a major digital camera company.) So with that, here is the first picture I took with my new baby:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/lamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/320/lamp.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is a simple map of where that lamp is located in relation to a couple other things in my room:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/lampmap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/320/lampmap.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This was approximately the 26th picture I took with my new camera.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-116302951576947460?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/116302951576947460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=116302951576947460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116302951576947460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116302951576947460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2006/11/maiden-capture.html' title='The Maiden Capture'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-116243473720880841</id><published>2006-11-01T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T13:33:01.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Halloween Candy Championship Bracket</title><content type='html'>Something any sports lover and/or sugar lover can appreciate in the spirit of Halloween. The guys of ESPN's Page 2 put &lt;a href="http://sports.espn.go.com/espn/page2/story?page=candy/thirdround/061030"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-116243473720880841?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/116243473720880841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=116243473720880841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116243473720880841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116243473720880841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2006/11/halloween-candy-championship-bracket.html' title='The Halloween Candy Championship Bracket'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-116243293295464290</id><published>2006-11-01T18:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T13:23:27.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rodeo King</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DDL6cyezxzE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DDL6cyezxzE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a demonstration of my Halloween costume for this year. I placed in the Top 5 of a costume contest at a local bar. The hat and bandana came with the original costume. I eventually accessorized with a sturdier hat and more authentic bandana. Cowboy up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-116243293295464290?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/116243293295464290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=116243293295464290' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116243293295464290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116243293295464290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2006/11/rodeo-king.html' title='Rodeo King'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-116243173430061541</id><published>2006-11-01T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T13:38:01.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They won't be asking for S'MORE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/300.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/320/300.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A marshmallow gun. Fierce! I've exprimented with homemade potato cannons, but never anything that was completely premanufactured. It must work good, right? It's been quality checked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT ONE!!! My roommate Kim works at REI and she found a Marshmallow Blaster in the return bin. The people must've returned it because it doesn't work. I'm going to yank it apart and see if I can find the problem. The &lt;a href="http://www.marshmallowshooter.com"&gt;company&lt;/a&gt; is pretty serious about this stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-116243173430061541?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/116243173430061541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=116243173430061541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116243173430061541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116243173430061541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2006/11/they-wont-be-asking-for-smore.html' title='They won&apos;t be asking for S&apos;MORE'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-116070467738436429</id><published>2006-10-12T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T23:42:38.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodnight John-Boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/dorm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/320/dorm.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First is was Kyle's old room. Then we got the boot and it became me and Andy splitting a room in the Soccer House. Then the lease ran out and it turned into me and Cody in a concrete walled basement. So after those three living situations in the last three months, I have my own room again. It's great. I can finally sleep with the sheets off and the tighty-whities on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-116070467738436429?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/116070467738436429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=116070467738436429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116070467738436429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116070467738436429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2006/10/goodnight-john-boy.html' title='Goodnight John-Boy!'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-116070458306098780</id><published>2006-10-12T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T13:32:33.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grocery shopping: My other part-time job.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/groceries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/320/groceries.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In two days I got groceries from two different stores. But to get those groceries I had to fork up $80! That's just for me, and I'll probably only last a couple weeks. But a lot of it is healthy and high quality so it costs a little more. But what really jingles my keys is how I have to go to all these different places to get exactly what I want. I couldn't get my little orange juice boxes at Trader Joe's cuz they aren't organic, and I couldn't get them at WinCo because they're not sold in bulk. Oh, and is it just me or does the OJ with the extra Vitamin C taste like butt dust?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-116070458306098780?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/116070458306098780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=116070458306098780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116070458306098780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/116070458306098780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2006/10/grocery-shopping-my-other-part-time.html' title='Grocery shopping: My other part-time job.'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-115998701359004812</id><published>2006-10-04T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T11:36:53.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent grad starts at very bottom*</title><content type='html'>EUGENE—A recent graduate of the University of Oregon is on the loose in Tracktown, USA according to friends and family, but nobody knows exactly where he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen Robert Miller, 22, earned at degree in Creative Advertising in June and finished the last of his required classes over the summer. He also wrapped up a stint at the Oregon Daily Emerald student newspaper. But after that, Miller vanished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think I've seen him a few times at the bars, said Nichole Blake, a former Duck and Miller's high school prom date," but he hasn't shown up in any pictures. He was always a little camera shy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miller's disaapearance has instilled fear in the individuals and institutions he has been involved with recently, as he was somewhat notorious for his mooching habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He knows he can come home at any time," said his mother Virginia Miller, "but he doesn't want to lose his coolness factor from being independent, and I'm afraid that he's going to take advantage of his friends."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viriginia said her son no longer has medical insurance, and she is worried that he will develop a heavy flem buildup in his throat or a severe papercut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know he'll be looking to borrow nail-clippers and toilet paper," said Virginia. "Well, he won't be borrowing the T.P., he'll be using it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;University officials recently tracked Miller using the student tennis center and a computer lab in the School of Journalism. They are telling campus-area residents to stash all blank printer paper and to not leave pitchers of beer unattended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The campus computing center believes Miller is using the login name "Cantaloupe Eyes" for instant messanger and E-mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although this may break the inverted triangle format, Miller is 5-foot-11 with shaggy brown hair and chubby cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An anonymous source with the first initial "A" and the very uncommon last name "Lucich" said Miller had lived in three different locations over the summer, and at one time shared a room with him briefly. The source thinks Miller is living in a friend's basement trying to finish his portfolio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We have one of the only student houses with a basement, but I don't think he's living here," Blake said. "Oh wait, he is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miller is expected to visit his parents shortly before relocating to trim his finger nails, snatch a roll of toilet paper, collect any misdirected mail and eat one last free meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Based on true events.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-115998701359004812?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/115998701359004812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=115998701359004812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/115998701359004812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/115998701359004812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2006/10/recent-grad-starts-at-very-bottom.html' title='Recent grad starts at very bottom*'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-115949696715757037</id><published>2006-09-28T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T19:30:44.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Root, root, root for the Dodgers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/mandolux-dodgers-03-l-1024.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/320/mandolux-dodgers-03-l-1024.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time winning was something I vaguely remembered from childhood memories and old video clips of Kirk Gibson. The good old days of Tommy Lasorda, Bret Butler, Eric Karros and Mike Piazza are long gone, but a new era has come with Jeff Kent, Nomar Garciaparra, Rafael Furcal, Wilson Betemit, Greg Maddux, Russell Martin and Grady Little. Oh, and did you catch the newbie, James Loney, knock in nine RBIs? The Dodgers are back. They were nothing in the first half of the season, and now they're either going to take the division back or settle for the wild card, and then hopefully dominate all the way to the World Series, and then dominate there! Go L.A.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-115949696715757037?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/115949696715757037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=115949696715757037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/115949696715757037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/115949696715757037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2006/09/root-root-root-for-dodgers.html' title='Root, root, root for the Dodgers!'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-115405520390123518</id><published>2006-07-27T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T19:53:23.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I became a foreign film connoisseur in four weeks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/5781-1-kitchen_stories-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/320/5781-1-kitchen_stories-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a condensed, upper-division Scandinavian cinema class this summer. It wasn't fun writing papers on films, especially when you're like me and you get caught up in the story more than the cinematography. Anywho, I found out the Danish film industry is a respectable one, behind Hollywood and Bollywood. If you are interested in contemporary film movements, check out some Dogme 95 films like "Celebration (Festen)" or "The King is Alive." One of best films we watched in class was a Swedish film called "Kitchen Stories." It's dry, simple, original and readily available at video stores. A great Danish film (non-Dogme) was "The Green Butchers." This was a surprise, dark comedy about two men who start selling human meat. A couple other really funny and light films were Upswing and Jalla! Jalla!, but they were not distrubuted to the U.S. If you want to feel like a well-rounded foreign film buff, without watching a bunch of artsy-fartsy crap, check out some of these films.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-115405520390123518?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/115405520390123518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=115405520390123518' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/115405520390123518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/115405520390123518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-became-foreign-film-connoisseur-in.html' title='I became a foreign film connoisseur in four weeks.'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-115239142133100891</id><published>2006-07-08T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T13:46:39.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They're pirating our money.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/Johnny-Depp-Orlando-Bloom---Pirates-of-the-Caribbean-Poster-C10123798.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/200/Johnny-Depp-Orlando-Bloom---Pirates-of-the-Caribbean-Poster-C10123798.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helena, her mom and I went out to see Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest because it was one of the only "good" movies in the theatre right now that we hadn't seen already. What we didn't know was that this thing has blown up into another nerd fest. People were camping out 10 hours in advance and dressing up like their favorite peg leg. Who knew that pirates would be the new preteen sorcerers or lords of rings? The two things that bugged me most were the girls in front of us in line that insisted on singing and humming like harlots and the fact that every nerd in the theatre found it necessary to laugh at every little thing Johnny Depp did. For me, this movie was like a repeat of the first one (I've only seen it once). I'd wait until it goes to the dollar-fifty to see it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-115239142133100891?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/115239142133100891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=115239142133100891' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/115239142133100891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/115239142133100891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2006/07/theyre-pirating-our-money.html' title='They&apos;re pirating our money.'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-115143536527054018</id><published>2006-06-27T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T12:12:06.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Do What I Do</title><content type='html'>I've found the simplest way to show people why I want to get into advertising. &lt;a href="http://www.dork.tv/view/Sofa+King+Advertisement.html"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; may offend some people, but for most, it's just a clever play on words. I found it on &lt;a href="http://txadv.blogspot.com"&gt;The Ranch&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-115143536527054018?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/115143536527054018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=115143536527054018' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/115143536527054018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/115143536527054018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2006/06/why-i-do-what-i-do.html' title='Why I Do What I Do'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-115118965233732539</id><published>2006-06-24T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T15:58:42.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Ducked Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/uounis4.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/400/uounis4.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/uounis1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/400/uounis1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Oregon football team uniforms just went through a severe makeover. Supposedly, these threads were designed by the players. We got a preview of this at last year's Civil War. I noticed that they changed the number that looked like they were made of yellow duct tape. The new font is called Bellotti Bold. I think it is one of the biggest things that makes these unis look so awkward. The one thing I really like is the diamond plating on the shoulders. I love them if they continue to play at or above the level they did last year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-115118965233732539?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/115118965233732539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=115118965233732539' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/115118965233732539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/115118965233732539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2006/06/all-ducked-up.html' title='All Ducked Up'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-115118790672285721</id><published>2006-06-24T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T15:29:10.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Play Ball!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/drewdavidsonandunknwon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/320/drewdavidsonandunknwon.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Class A Minor Baseball season just started and the Ems have their home opener tonight. Unfortunately, I can't make it. But I do plan on attending Sunday's 4:05 game. I don't know anything about who's on the team but so far they're 4-1. That's making my decision to move into Cody and Andy's place look even better since they live 30 paces from the gate. I am going to try to make it to quite a few home games, so if you're interested, give me a buzz. This looks like the year I buy a hat and maybe even a jersey. Welp, I better go stock up on the peanuts and Cracker Jacks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-115118790672285721?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/115118790672285721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=115118790672285721' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/115118790672285721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/115118790672285721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2006/06/play-ball.html' title='Play Ball!'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-115113188427525801</id><published>2006-06-23T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T14:37:48.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nocturnal Species</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/n11504261_30836706_1851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/320/n11504261_30836706_1851.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One closed road. Six guys. Seven blocks to the bar. Numerous cans a beer. That spells trouble. Or just a fun, summer night for us. Ike did a stellar job at setting up the auto-timer. Cody is either feeling tipsy, trying to get closer to me, or just making sure he's in the shot. You decide. By the way, all of us wearing khakis cargo shorts was just a coincidence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-115113188427525801?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/115113188427525801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=115113188427525801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/115113188427525801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/115113188427525801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2006/06/nocturnal-species.html' title='Nocturnal Species'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-115103652850877359</id><published>2006-06-22T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T23:35:59.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is art?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/steve_staring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/320/steve_staring.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helena and I saw a lot of cool art at the museums in NYC, but I just don't see what's so special about this one. I stood there forever and I couldn't figure out what the hell it was. It just looked like a wall. Helena thought she'd be the funny and snooty "artist" and just take a picture of me looking stupid. Why don't we just stick that up on the wall? I hate art!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-115103652850877359?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/115103652850877359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=115103652850877359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/115103652850877359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/115103652850877359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2006/06/this-is-art.html' title='This is art?'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-115087411059771640</id><published>2006-06-20T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T00:15:10.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/IMG_0479.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/320/IMG_0479.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bunch of us took a trip to NYC last month to be part of the One Club College Exhibit. We got to see plenty of work from the "competition" and have a little fun too. I had never been to the big Apple before. It was awesome! The hot dogs are amazing, the public transportation is dirty but useful, and the possibilities are endless. The only thing is that the real estate is mucho dinero. I saw an checked out an awesome agency, visiting a few tourist sites and discovered a future home. I give a lot of the credit to Deb Morrison for motivating me and my classmates to create some great stuff. This is a group photo of all of us at that show after some wine and a couple beers. I guess that makes the work look hotter. Check out that big red one with the question mark. Hey Tex, move that huge lump on your shoulders!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30026039-115087411059771640?l=stvmllr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/feeds/115087411059771640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30026039&amp;postID=115087411059771640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/115087411059771640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30026039/posts/default/115087411059771640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stvmllr.blogspot.com/2006/06/big-show.html' title='The Big Show'/><author><name>Space Cowboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024634907258824633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3525/3212/1600/selfportrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30026039.post-115086914569591023</id><published>2006-06-20T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T23:35:03.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome</title><content type='html'>So just like Facebook and MySpace, I folded. I'm creating a blog. Not because I'm a conformist (entirely), but because I'm a cheapskate with the idea that this might be more cost effective than buying a web address for my portfolio site. We'll see if this can handle it though. 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