<?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-28405769</id><updated>2011-07-07T13:12:11.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chez Stephen</title><subtitle type='html'>This space was created out of boredom while recuperating from surgery.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-8346332629644056906</id><published>2009-03-09T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T14:19:44.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eli Stone</title><content type='html'>Why is it that when a decent show hits the airwaves it gets canceled. This is just so agravating to me. Somebody please explain it to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-8346332629644056906?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/8346332629644056906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=8346332629644056906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/8346332629644056906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/8346332629644056906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2009/03/eli-stone.html' title='Eli Stone'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-767121861790317325</id><published>2009-01-12T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T13:58:28.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things Forgotten..... like this blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SWu8_fuNTiI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Qprfs28zqLA/s1600-h/Stephen+in+Dallas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SWu8_fuNTiI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Qprfs28zqLA/s400/Stephen+in+Dallas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290529986309869090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how we get busy and forget about things that we like to do. It has been well over a year since I posted to this blog and I can't even tell you what made me think of it. A lot has happened since my last post. I sold my condo and puchased a new one all in the last week of June 2007 then hopped on a plane to Nova Scotia to celebrate Canada day with friends. That was great fun. I have a new nephew as of February 2008 and in April went on a cruise to the Western Carribean with another group of friends. I am still with the same company but have started a new job as of 12/2007. And most importantly, in November 2008 the country came to it's senses and demanded change by a huge margin. I've taken the day off of work on January 20th to watch what is probably THE most historic inauguration of my life time. So far,knock on wood, I am still employed. I guess that about sums the last year and 10 ten months of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-767121861790317325?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/767121861790317325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=767121861790317325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/767121861790317325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/767121861790317325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2009/01/things-forgotten-like-this-blog.html' title='Things Forgotten..... like this blog.'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SWu8_fuNTiI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Qprfs28zqLA/s72-c/Stephen+in+Dallas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-857507544755346328</id><published>2007-03-07T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:02:52.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth in Cartoons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/Re-au7yBS-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/3g2B6IwunRE/s1600-h/thompson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/Re-au7yBS-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/3g2B6IwunRE/s400/thompson.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039416639163026402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-857507544755346328?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/857507544755346328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=857507544755346328' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/857507544755346328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/857507544755346328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2007/03/truth-in-cartoons.html' title='Truth in Cartoons'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/Re-au7yBS-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/3g2B6IwunRE/s72-c/thompson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-8198157095056926722</id><published>2007-02-25T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:02:52.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter. Here's What All The Buzz Is About...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/ReJo8niN0xI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KJ-f4srJvcs/s1600-h/daniel1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/ReJo8niN0xI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KJ-f4srJvcs/s320/daniel1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035702723967570706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/ReJoq3iN0wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RJ_dFG_a4Qo/s1600-h/Daniel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/ReJoq3iN0wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RJ_dFG_a4Qo/s320/Daniel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035702419024892674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hearing all the buzz about Harry Potter appearing nude on stage in London. He' appearing in the stage play EQUUS, about a "not quite right" stable groomsman who blinds six horses with a poker. He also has a nude scene which is causing a huge stir with Harry Potter fans and their parents. Well, I happened upon two photos of Daniel Radcliffe in his birthday suit. What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-8198157095056926722?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/8198157095056926722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=8198157095056926722' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/8198157095056926722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/8198157095056926722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2007/02/harry-potter-heres-what-all-buzz-is.html' title='Harry Potter. Here&apos;s What All The Buzz Is About...'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/ReJo8niN0xI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KJ-f4srJvcs/s72-c/daniel1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-117029642468453110</id><published>2007-01-31T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T18:20:24.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food meme</title><content type='html'>1.Your oddest craving?&lt;br /&gt;Fried green beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The forbidden food?&lt;br /&gt;No veal or most seafood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A dish that makes you queasy?&lt;br /&gt;I literally almost vomitted when I tried to eat a pickled beet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Your least favorite food vegetable?&lt;br /&gt;Peas, lima beans, beets and several others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Your worst cooking disaster?&lt;br /&gt;I had dinner guests and tried making my own gnocchi. They were horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A Cooking exercise you don’t do well?&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I bake chicken it usually turns out a bit dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Food that arouses the most suspicion?&lt;br /&gt;Anything I can not identify on sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. A drink you used to drink but no more?&lt;br /&gt;Milk...gag me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Least favorite fast food chain? &lt;br /&gt;Any of them that serve Pepsi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. When in doubt, eat….&lt;br /&gt;chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. A restaurant faux pas that would get you to speak up?&lt;br /&gt;Crappy service or a foreign object in my food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Is there something spoiled in the fridge right now?&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Food you can’t buy as your spouse/partner won’t allow it in the house&lt;br /&gt;I do the shopping so I buy what ever I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Food your spouse/partner likes that you don’t like.&lt;br /&gt;Peas and brussel sprouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Your least favorite type of cuisine?&lt;br /&gt;Seafood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. A food you hated as a child but now love?&lt;br /&gt;Green beans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-117029642468453110?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/117029642468453110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=117029642468453110' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/117029642468453110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/117029642468453110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2007/01/food-meme.html' title='Food meme'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-117029284428245845</id><published>2007-01-31T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T17:23:26.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU'RE FIRED!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5300/2898/1600/364065/images.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/5300/2898/320/623211/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's only Wednesday and already I'm whipped...and not in the good way. It's been a rough week. It all started on Monday when one of my employees called in "sick". This employee was already teetering on the edge, but not for the quality of his work. My plan was to convince my boss to let me counsel him in the err of his ways, but as luck would have it she is an EXTREME rule follower and would not hear of it. So, I called this employee into the office and gave him the bad news. Wouldn't you know it, he started bawling. Made me really uncomfortable. I walked him back to his work station to collect his personal belongings, recovered his security badge and keys and was ready to escort him through security to the parking lot. He took me by surprise when he asked me if he could tell everybody goodbye. What was I supposed to do? Normally when a person gets fired they are extremely anxious to get the hell outta Dodge. Before leaving he turned to my boss and gave her, another supervisor and myself a hug and said that he was going to miss us. Is that not weird? Aren't people supposed to be angry when they get fired? Spo, if you read this give me your thoughts. I was totally confused by his actions. Anyway, since his unfortunate departure my department has been absolutely swamped. Did I mention that I have two other employees out on medical leave? I can't wait for the weekend. Hope all is hunky dorey with you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-117029284428245845?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/117029284428245845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=117029284428245845' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/117029284428245845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/117029284428245845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2007/01/youre-fired.html' title='YOU&apos;RE FIRED!!!!!'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-116917161532531233</id><published>2007-01-18T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T17:54:10.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Jury Duty to Superman</title><content type='html'>Ah jury duty, isn't it grand? Today I had jury duty. For those of you who have not experienced the process of jury duty, it can be quite tiresome. I reported to the central jury room along with several hundred other citizens. Finally at about 9am a movie was started that explained the process of jury selection. I think the film was made for first graders. After the film was over we were greeted by a civil servant who proceeded to reiterate everything we had just seen in the film. We were told that someone would be in shortly to begin assigning us to courtrooms. Finally around 11am, after spending the morning in a room that must have been 50 degrees, another CS appeared and assigned all potential jurors to courtrooms....with the exception of myself and about 12 to 14 others. Well, as it turned out our cards had been misplaced so we were dismissed at 11:15. Normally I would have done the "right" thing and gone to work for the afternoon. Not today. The weather has been so cold, wet and nasty that I just decided to spend the afternoon on the sofa watching mindless movies. I watched American Pie 2 and American Wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5300/2898/1600/190910/T_W.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/5300/2898/320/592480/T_W.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening I decided to view something of a more mature nature. If you've never seen Smallville, you need to tune in at least once to check out Tom Welling aka Superman in his high school/college years. I have provided a photograph of Tom for your viewing pleasure. Yes, he is a couple of years my junior, but I like 'em younger now and then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-116917161532531233?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/116917161532531233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=116917161532531233' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/116917161532531233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/116917161532531233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2007/01/from-jury-duty-to-superman.html' title='From Jury Duty to Superman'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-116881039701895268</id><published>2007-01-14T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T13:55:57.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little gossamer Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5300/2898/1600/139117/100_2001.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/5300/2898/320/824559/100_2001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is a bit late, but what can I say....&lt;br /&gt;This is a photo of the little gold angel that has adorned the top of mom and dads Christmas tree for as long as I can remember. One Christmas a few years ago mom tried to pull a slick one and replace THE angel with a new one, well that did not go well with my older sister and I. Needless to say, the new angel went back to the stock room in whatever store mom bought it and "Goldie" is still reigning supreme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much has been happening this year. Just going to work, coming home. We might be spending some time in Canada (Nova Scotia - hope the spelling is right) for Canada Day and the 4th of July. That will be a wonderful break from the heat we will be having here in Big D. Not any major trips planned this year, just small jaunts. March we will be going to Alabama to visit my nieces campus, May will take us to West Texas for my nephews' high school graduation, then it's off to Missouri to visit Grandma and finally we will be accompanying some friends to Arkansas to visit the Clinton Presidential Library. Those are the only planned trips so far, I'm sure there will be more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horrible news! It's not been announced yet, but it looks like SMU will be getting the george w library. My good friend is a dean at SMU and told me they have already bought property to construct the library. I could just vomit. Also, rumor has it that george is scoping out a place to reside in Highland Park, Tx which is a "township" in the middle of Dallas and across the street from yours truly. What is this world coming to???? Gloom, doom and despair!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-116881039701895268?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/116881039701895268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=116881039701895268' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/116881039701895268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/116881039701895268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2007/01/little-gossamer-angel.html' title='Little gossamer Angel'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-116796094035144962</id><published>2007-01-04T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T17:35:40.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stolen from Whirlyworld who stole it from Tiger by the Tale</title><content type='html'>1. The phone rings. Who are you hoping it is? Ed McMahon telling me I just won the Publishers Clearing House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When shopping at the grocery store, do you return your cart? ALWAYS! I hate it when I pull into a parking slot and some slug (love you anyway Whirlyworld) has left a shopping cart in the way. I will walk all the way across the parking lot to return my basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. In a social setting, are you more of a talker or a listener? Listener.....unless I am a few cocktails into a cocktail party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If abandoned alone in the wilderness, would you survive? Probably...there are showers in the wilderness, isn't there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you like to ride horses? Yes. If fact, I went horse back riding just this past weekend. I feel much safer on a horse than I do on rollerblades, less chance of an accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Did you ever go to camp as a kid? I had to spend my days in the boys unit of a girlscout camp when my mom was a girlscout leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What was your favorite board game as a kid? Monopoly and I used to enjoy freaking my friends out with the Ouja Board. I used to move the "thingy" around the board so they would think it was real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If a sexy person was pursuing you, but you knew he/she was taken what would you do? Flirt like a two bit whore and then drop them like a hot potato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Are you judgmental? More than I'd like to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Would you date someone with different religious beliefs? Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Are you continuing your education? I've considered a masters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you know how to shoot a gun? Yes, I have a .22 and a .38. I usually carry the little one when traveling on the highway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If your house was on fire, what's the first thing you'd grab? My dog. And, oh yeah, maybe my someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. How often do you read books? Not too often, I prefer audio books. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you think more about the past, present or future? Lots about the past. Especially about family and friends that have passed away. Future..all the time. Present.....some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is your favorite children's book? I can't remember the title, but it was full of Japanese fairy tales. I still have it but it is at my parents house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. How tall are you? 5'10"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Where is your ideal house located? Wherever I am happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Last person you talked to? Steve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. When was the last time you were at Olive Garden? About 3 months ago with Lee, Phillip and Tommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What are your keys on your key chain for? Key to each of the cars, two house keys, vault key (work) and one I cannot identify.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What did you do last night? I enjoyed a Turkey Cobb salad with friends at Cafe Express.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Where is your current pain at? Right foot where I had surgery in May and my lower back - arthritis. BUT, I do not let them slow me down nor do complain incessantly about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you like mustard? Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you like your mom or dad? Dumbass question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. How long does it take you in the shower? 15 - 20 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What movie do you want to see right now? Most people cringe when I say this.....Rocky Balboa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you put lotion on your dog or cats? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What did you do for New Year's? Me and eight other guys leased a couple of cabins on a lake for the weekend. It was great fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you think The Grudge was scary? NO! I love scary movies and that was not a scary movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Do you own a camera phone? Not yet. We are going phone shopping this month and I will probably end up with one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What's the last letter of your middle name? Don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Who did you vote for on American Idol? 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It's been awhile since I've been here. I think my last post was around Thanksgiving. I just can't seem to find the time to post. I enjoy reading everyone else's blogs but that doesn't leave any time for me to post. I'll try to be better in 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not the season to rant...but too bad. Somebody wished me "happy holidays" today (actually several people did) and I finally snapped. I am sick and tired of being politically correct and Christmas is my last stand. I have been wishing EVERYBODY I come in contact with today a MERRY CHRISTMAS! If I have hurt any feelings...TOO BAD! It's almost the end of 2006 and I'm tired and cranky and yes even bitchy (thanks whirlyworld). I have been way too concerned about everyone else's feelings. Not anymore. I wish everone a MERRY CHRISTMAS no matter what your beliefs are. When your turn rolls around and you want to wish me a "happy whatever day", that's fine I will smile and say "and the same to you". So.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-116682268160212819?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/116682268160212819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=116682268160212819' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/116682268160212819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/116682268160212819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas-eve-eve-eve.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS EVE, EVE, EVE'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-116486863422647626</id><published>2006-11-29T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T23:16:18.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Feet Under Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Wow, I think I recognize this place...oh yeah, it's my blog. Haven't been here in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for starters I hope that everyone had a fabulous Thanksgiving, I know I did. I wasn't able to travel home to West Texas to be with the family, but I got to have Thanksgiving with a group of good friends here in Dallas. Naturally, I ate too much turkey, stuffing and all the trimmings, then came desert which consisted of coffee and the tiniest slivers of chocolate meringue pie, pumpkin pie and my personal favorite...cream cheese pecan pie. Oy! What a little piggy was I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the chowing down was over, my neighbors and I spent the rest of the weekend watching movies and the fifth and final season of Six Feet Under. I must say that the final episode was by far one of the best series finales that I have ever seen. If you haven't seen this series, I strongly recommend watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for another stolen meme:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Meme:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Egg Nog or Hot Chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;    I LIKE EGGNOG IF THERE'S A LITTLE SOMETHING EXTRA IN IT, OTHERWISE GIMME CHOCOLATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Did you ever do anything for Santa? &lt;br /&gt;    WE ALWAYS LEFT MILK AND COOKIES FOR SANTA AND CARROTS FOR THE REINDEER. I ALWAYS WONDERED HOW SANTA     COULD EAT TREATS AT EVERY HOUSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Colored lights on tree/house or white?&lt;br /&gt;    AS A KID WE ALWAYS HAD MULTI-COLORED LIGHTS ON THE HOUSE AND TREE. MOM AND DAD STILL USE COLORED AND I USE SOLID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you hang mistletoe?&lt;br /&gt;NOPE - I'VE BEEN IN A RELATIONSHIP FOR 18 YEARS AND FIGURE THAT IF I WANT TO STAY IN IT I PROBABLY SHOULDN'T PLAY WITH THE MISTLETOE...OH WHAT THE HECK, MAYBE I'LL TRY IT THIS YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When do you put your decorations up?&lt;br /&gt;USUALLY THE FIRST WEEKEND OF DECEMBER, BUT THIS YEAR I WILL BE IN FLORIDA SO IT WILL BE THE SECOND WEEKEND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite Christmas dish (excluding dessert)?&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE A GOOD HAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Favorite Holiday memory as a child:&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW THIS SOUNDS CORNY, BUT ALL MY CHILDHOOD CHRISTMAS MEMORIES ARE GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When and how did you learn the truth about Santa?&lt;br /&gt;ACTUALLY, I CAN'T REMEMBER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you open a gift on Christmas Eve?&lt;br /&gt;NO! MY PARENTS ALWAYS MADE US WAIT UNTIL CHRISTMAS MORNING. ISN'T THAT A FORM OF ABUSE???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How do you decorate your Christmas Tree?&lt;br /&gt;WITH ALL SORTS OF DIFFERENT ORNAMENTS. SOME OF WHICH ARE VERY OLD FAMILY ORNAMENTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Snow! Love it or Dread it.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE IT! ESPECIALLY AT CHRISTMAS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Can you ice skate?&lt;br /&gt;YES. NOT VERY GOOD AT IT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you remember your favorite gift?&lt;br /&gt;I WAS VERY FORTUNATE AS A KID AND GOT LOTS OF GIFTS. I CAN'T REMEMBER A FAVORITE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What's the most exciting thing about the holidays for you?&lt;br /&gt;BEING WITH THE FAMILY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is your favorite Holiday Dessert?&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE DIFFERENT COOKIES MOM BAKES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is your favorite holiday tradition?&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I WAS LIVING AT HOME, MY SISTER AND I WOULD ALWAYS HAVE FRIENDS OVER AFTER MIDNIGHT MASS AND WE WOULD STAY UP TILL 3, 4 OR 5 IN THE MORNING VISITING AND SNACKING ON ALL OF THE COOKIES MOM HAD BAKED. NOW I CAN BARELY STAY AWAKE ALL THE WAY THROUGH MIDNIGHT MASS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What tops your tree?&lt;br /&gt;AN ANGEL. AS A KID WE ALWAYS HAD THIS GOLD ANGEL TREE TOPPER. A COUPLE OF YEARS AGO WHEN MY SISTER AND I TRAVELED HOME FOR CHRISTMAS WE DISCOVERED THAT MOM HAD PURCHASED A NEW "FRESH" ANGEL FOR THE TREE TOP, WE DUG THE OLD ONE OUT OF STORAGE AND PLACED IT BACK ON TOP OF THE TREE WHERE IT BELONGED AND THE NEW ONE MYSTERIOUSLY DISAPPEARED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Which do you prefer give or receive?&lt;br /&gt;NOW THAT'S A LOADED QUESTION. OF COURSE I LOVE TO GIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is your favorite Christmas Song?&lt;br /&gt;O HOLY NIGHT. I ALSO LIKE "WHERE ARE YOU CHRISTMAS" SUNG BY FAITH HILL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Candy Canes?&lt;br /&gt;IF THERE'S NO CHOCOLATE IN THE HOUSE...THAT WOULD NEVER HAPPEN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-116486863422647626?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/116486863422647626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=116486863422647626' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/116486863422647626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/116486863422647626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2006/11/six-feet-under-thanksgiving.html' title='Six Feet Under Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-116421242477232915</id><published>2006-11-22T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T08:20:24.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accent or Not???</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What American accent do you have?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;The Midland&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 95%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;"You have a Midland accent" is just another way of saying "you don't have an accent."  You probably are from the Midland (Pennsylvania, southern Ohio, southern Indiana, southern Illinois, and Missouri) but then for all we know you could be from Florida or Charleston or one of those big southern cities like Atlanta or Dallas.  You have a good voice for TV and radio.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The West&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 73%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The Inland North&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 56%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Boston&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 56%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;North Central&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 53%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The South&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 50%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Philadelphia&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 47%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The Northeast&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 39%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_american_accent_do_you_have"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What American accent do you have?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Take More Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm not sure I agree with this survey. I think my answers would've been different had I not been looking at the words in the way they "should" be pronounced. It was fun anyway. Happy Thanksgiving Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See Y'all next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-116421242477232915?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/116421242477232915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=116421242477232915' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/116421242477232915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/116421242477232915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2006/11/accent-or-not.html' title='Accent or Not???'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-116356652673870002</id><published>2006-11-14T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:11:57.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Meme, Stolen from Steve Who Stole it From the Persian Guy.</title><content type='html'>A is for age: 29++++++++++++&lt;br /&gt;B is for beer of choice: Most Dark Beers&lt;br /&gt;C is for career: Banking: Collateral control for Texas/SBA Nationwide.&lt;br /&gt;D is for favorite Drink: Coffee, water, diet Coke or tea&lt;br /&gt;E is for essential item you use everyday: Iron&lt;br /&gt;F is for favorite song at the moment: I Will Always Love You&lt;br /&gt;G is for favorite games: Doctor&lt;br /&gt;H is for hometown: San Angelo, Texas&lt;br /&gt;I is for instruments you play: Trumpet from 7th grade through the 2nd year in college.&lt;br /&gt;J is for favorite juice: Cranberry&lt;br /&gt;K is for kids: NONE...they make me nervous.&lt;br /&gt;L is for last kiss: My Someone&lt;br /&gt;M is for marriage: LTR for the last 18 years.&lt;br /&gt;N is for name of your best friend: Lee, Steve, Phillip, Karen, Coco, Jim, Al and many more.&lt;br /&gt;O is for overnight hospital stays: March of 19??...birth, again when I was five (tonsils), nineteen for a kidney stone, and again when my second sinus surgery went haywire and the bleeding wouldn't stop. The tumor and foot surgery were "day" procedures.&lt;br /&gt;P is for phobias: This will sound stupid, but ever since I saw Jaws I get really creeped out when I'm in the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;Q is for quote: Stay out of my closet if your own is full of trash - Dolly Parton&lt;br /&gt;R is for biggest regret: &lt;br /&gt;S is for self confidence: I'm working on it.&lt;br /&gt;T is for time you wake up: 5:30 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;U is for underwear: Boxers, I like the free swinging feeling.&lt;br /&gt;V is for vegetable you love: Corn. Okra if it's fried.&lt;br /&gt;W is for worst habit: Procrastination.&lt;br /&gt;X is for x-rays you have had: teeth, foot abdomen, back, head CT and MRI.&lt;br /&gt;Y is for yummy food you make: a hell of a lasagna and an awesome cornbread and a heavenly cream cheese pecan pie.&lt;br /&gt;Z is for zodiac sign: Aries/Ram&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-116356652673870002?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/116356652673870002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=116356652673870002' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/116356652673870002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/116356652673870002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2006/11/meme-stolen-from-steve-who-stole-it.html' title='A Meme, Stolen from Steve Who Stole it From the Persian Guy.'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-116305111656359469</id><published>2006-11-08T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T21:45:16.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Road Back...</title><content type='html'>Well, I was pleasantly surprised with the election last night. I was so thrilled that the Democrats took back the House. I was even more excited this evening when I found out the the Senate was as good as ours as well. I sure hope that things will start to turn around for the US. Do you think the rest of the world will stop hating us now. I guess we have a long way to go before that happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Pelosi, last night I had a dream and in it was this image. PLEASE change your mind and make it a reality!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5300/2898/1600/bushthief.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5300/2898/320/bushthief.3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-116305111656359469?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/116305111656359469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=116305111656359469' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/116305111656359469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/116305111656359469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2006/11/on-road-back.html' title='On the Road Back...'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-116285985177519797</id><published>2006-11-06T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T17:07:59.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Prestige</title><content type='html'>Friday night I accompanied some friends to the movies. "The Prestige" was the flick of choice. The theater was packed and I'm not sure if it was because of the movie itself or because Christian Bale and Hugh Jackman were the stars. Either way the theater was packed and we were stuck on the very back row, thank god for stadium seating. Overall I enjoyed the movie. There were some holes in the story, but isn't that usually the case. The rest of my weekend was quite uneventful...and I loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next few weeks are threatening to be hectic with projects at work and the Thanksgiving Holiday quickly approaching. Sadly I will not be able to spend it with my family but I am fortunate enough to be spending it with my chosen family/friends. My job is desert so I'm thinking I'll fix a traditional pumpkin pie and a cream cheese pecan pie. The latter will make you want to slap yo mamma...it's just so damn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 30th my "someone", myself and two friends will be taking a trip to Disney World. I have never been to Florida and I understand that Nov/Dec is a good time to go ...weather-wise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't have much to report, just thought I'd stop in and ramble a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-116285985177519797?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/116285985177519797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=116285985177519797' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/116285985177519797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/116285985177519797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2006/11/prestige.html' title='The Prestige'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-116253131376547975</id><published>2006-11-02T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T21:27:51.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just Love Borrowing Meme's</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been searched by the cops? Searched, no but when I was 21 I got pulled over by the TABC for allowing a minor to carry the beer I had just purchased for a party. I got a $110.00 fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you close your eyes on roller coasters? No way! I keep my eyes open and my hands in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time you went sledding? When I was 8 1/2 and lived in Misawa Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather sleep with someone else, or alone? With someone else...unless they are snoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in ghosts? Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you consider yourself creative? Not usually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think O.J. killed his wife? You want to talk murder? Ask me about the current administration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you honestly say you really know anything about politics? More than I care to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how to play poker? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been awake for 48 hours straight? Yes, but I can't remember why. I was probably in Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite commercial? can't think of one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was your first love? TAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're driving in the middle of the night, and no one is around, do you go through a red light? Not anymore. YEARS ago myself and three other cars ran a red light at 4am. We all got pulled over and by the powers that be, I was not asked to get out of the car, if I had I would have been hauled to jail....I was bombed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a secret that no one knows but you? Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been Ice Skating? Yes, my first time was in Tucson, AZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often do you remember your dreams? I usually remember that I've had a dream, but I don't usually remember them in great detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the one thing on your mind right now? I'm excited that tomorrow is Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you always wear your seat belt? At all times in my car or any car I'm riding in. Also, if you are riding in my car, you WILL be wearing yours or you will be a pedestrian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What talent do you wish you had? I wish I could play the saxaphone (saprano, alto, bari and bass).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like sushi? Some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you wear to bed? Depends on my mood. :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you truly hate anyone? Hate is a strong word...but if I had to pick someone, I guess it would have to be GWB. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could meet one famous person, who would it be? Dolly Parton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know anyone in jail? Used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What food do you find disgusting? Blood sausage, peas and the only time I tried beets I literally almost vomited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever made fun of your friends behind their back?  I don’t think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been punched in the face? Not that I can recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in angels and demons? Angels...definately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-116253131376547975?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/116253131376547975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=116253131376547975' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/116253131376547975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/116253131376547975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-just-love-borrowing-memes.html' title='I Just Love Borrowing Meme&apos;s'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-116226108172470475</id><published>2006-10-30T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T19:28:07.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Murphey's Meme</title><content type='html'>This meme was originated by my friend Steve who lives somewhere out in the desert. I read each question to Coco and am recording his answers: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is…COCO a.k.a. MR. C, COO COO, CC, MR. COCO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come from...THE SAN ANGELO HUMANE SOCIETY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been on Earth for…ANYWHERE FROM 10-12 YEARS, BUT I'LL NEVER TELL MY REAL AGES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met my person when he…RESCUED ME FROM DEATH ROW AT THE DOG POUND. I WAS A KNOTTED, TANGLED MESS. STEPHEN SENT ME DIRECTLY TO THE GROOMER AND HAD ME SHAVED. THE GROOMER FOUND A VERY TIGHT LEATHER COLLAR AROUND MY NECK AND CUT IT OFF. SINCE THEN I'VE BEEN ABLE TO DEVELOPE A STRONGER BARK AND I'M MUCH HEALTHIER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite other pet is…THE LATE MS. PUDDIN’ AND COUSIN MURPHEY. I SURE MISS  MS. P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am with Ms. Puddin and Stephen. I'm the fuzzy little brown one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5300/2898/1600/StephenCocoPuddin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5300/2898/320/StephenCocoPuddin.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve traveled…ONLY IN TEXAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, when my person is asleep, I…SNORE, TWITCH AND MAKE OTHER WIERD NOISES. OH YEAH, I LIKE TO STRETCH OUT AND TAKE UP AS MUCH ROOM IN THE KING SIZED BED AS I CAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every morning, my person is so predictable; the first thing that he does is…PUTS HIS CLOTHES ON AND TAKES ME WALKING, HIDES MY PILLS IN A "MEAT BALL" AND GIVES ME BREAKFAST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite food that isn’t sitting in my dog dish would be…ANYTHING THAT ISN'T IN THE BOWL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when my person…SCRATCHES ME ALL OVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite toy is…MY BED, I DON'T REALLY PLAY WITH TOYS TOO MUCH ANYMORE, I LIKE TO LAY IN THE BED AND PLAY LIKE I'M A PAPER WEIGHT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that makes my person laugh is when I…MAKE LIKE A SHEEP DOG AND "HERD" HIM TOWARDS THE PANTRY WHERE THE DOG TREATS ARE KEPT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-116226108172470475?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/116226108172470475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=116226108172470475' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/116226108172470475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/116226108172470475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2006/10/murpheys-meme.html' title='Murphey&apos;s Meme'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-116174475318629188</id><published>2006-10-24T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T20:22:06.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stolen Blog</title><content type='html'>I stole this from Steve's Whirlyworld who stole from The Persian Guy. I love questionaire thingies like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Where were you 1 hour ago? On the sofa enjoying a SUGAR FREE cream cicle. mmm mmm good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who will be your next kiss? I guess I should say my "someone", but you never know.....LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Is there anything pink within 10 feet of you? Yes, there is a Disney key chain on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When is the last time you went to the mall? A couple of weeks ago I went to Nordstroms for a new pair of sun glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Are you wearing socks right now? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When was the last time you went out of the state? In September for my Vegas trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Have you been to the movies in the last 5 days? No. I am going to go see The Prestige this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What was the last thing you had to drink? Iced Tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you wearing right now? Lounging pants and a sweat shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Last food you ate? Refer to #1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Have you bought any clothing items in the last week? Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you have a pet? Coco who is TRULY the BEST little poodle in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What's the last sporting event you watched? I'm sure it was diving or gymnastics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What was your favorite class in high school? Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is the last thing you purchased online? A book for a diversity training class at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. How old are your parents? My dad is 67 and mom is 68.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Are you in love?  Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you miss anyone? My grandmothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Last play you saw? Take Me Out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Ever go camping? yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Were you an honor roll student in school? Graduated from university, so apparently they were good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Are you wearing any perfume or cologne? Eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you have a tan? Yes. If I spend 5 minutes in the sun I tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. How old do you want to be when you have kids? The day after I die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you collect anything? Salt and pepper shakers. Weird? My grandmother started collecting them years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Last time you got stopped by a cop or pulled over? 1985, I was late for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Have you ever drank your soda from a straw? Yes, in a restaurant. I have a lipstick phobia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Last time you took a shower? This morning and I'm fixing to take another one before bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Are you someone's best friend? Yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What's the last TV show you watched? Boston Legal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you own a Britney Spears C.D.? OMG! NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Are you a Lost fanatic? YES, YES, YES?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Have you ever eaten an entire pint, or more, ice cream by yourself? No, but I can certainly mow through a bag of chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you sing obnoxiously in the car when you're driving alone? Do you sing obnoxiously in the shower when no one's home? I usually only sing in the car. It's so, so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Have you ever liked a girl/boy but didn't ask her/him out because you were afraid? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Have you ever written a poem/story about your love life? Lordy no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you eat all the servings in the food groups on a daily basis? Is chocolate considered dairy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What's the current ringtone on your cellphone? Bewitched, The Godfather, Brokeback Mountain and some that came with the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. When you open your closet, what is the dominant color of your wardrobe? Blue's and brown's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-116174475318629188?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/116174475318629188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=116174475318629188' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/116174475318629188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/116174475318629188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2006/10/stolen-blog.html' title='Stolen Blog'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-116105433560564098</id><published>2006-10-16T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T20:52:56.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged for a Halloween MEME...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5300/2898/1600/images.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/5300/2898/320/images.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like I've been tagged for a Halloween MEME, thanks SPO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. WHAT WAS THE SCARIEST MOVIE YOU HAVE EVER SEEN?&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    I think I would have to say SAW and SAW II. I think they really creeped me out because it was such a mind game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVORITE HALLOWEEN COSTUME AS A CHILD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    My friend and I went dressed as Batman and Robin. We thought we were so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. GIVEN ENOUGH MONEY WHAT WOULD BE YOUR FANTASY HALLOWEEN COSTUME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I would like to be Michaelangelo's David. Now that would take a lot of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. WHEN IS THE LAST TIME YOU WENT TRICK OR TREATING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I was in the 7th grade and got some dirty looks from a few people handing out candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE HALLOWEEN CANDY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Those little orange pumpkins that taste just like candy corn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. TELL US ABOUT A SCAREY NIGHTMARE YOU ONCE HAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Several times I have had nightmares about being chased by some sort of "monster". I never did see what was chasing me, I       just knew it was something really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. WHAT IS YOUR SUPERNATURAL FEAR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Bein alone and being visited by a ghost/specter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. WHAT IS YOUR "CREEPY - CRAWLY" FEAR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Something grabbing my foot when I'm standing by the bed. (weird huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. TELLL US A TIME WHEN YOU SAW A GHOST OR HEARD SOMETHING GO BUMP IN THE NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    One night when I was home by myself I was upstairs in bed watching TV. Suddenly one of my dogs came to full alert and began barking and growling while facing the bedroom door. It really unnerved me so I turned the TV off to see if I could hear anthing. I finally decided that she must have been dreaming because I never did hear anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. WOULD YOU STAY OVERNIGHT IN A HAUNTED HOUSE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     No way! I spook entirely too easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. ARE YOU A TRADITIONALIST OR A CREATIVE CARVER OF YOUR  JACK-O-LANTERN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Mostly a traditionalist because I'm not patient enough to carve something creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. HOW MUCH DO YOU DECORATE THE HOUSE FOR HALLOWEEN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Not too much. I decorate mostly by placing some "Autumny" things around the house along with pumpkins that eventually become Jack-O-Lanterns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. WHAT DO YOU WANT ON YOUR TOMBSTONE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Finally, No More Diets!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-116105433560564098?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/116105433560564098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=116105433560564098' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/116105433560564098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/116105433560564098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2006/10/tagged-for-halloween-meme.html' title='Tagged for a Halloween MEME...'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-116008944938512599</id><published>2006-10-05T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T16:12:55.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5300/2898/1600/Murphey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5300/2898/320/Murphey.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was perusing through some folders on my computer and I came accross a couple of photos that I thought were worth sharing. This first one is a picture of Murphy, he is the love child of my dear friend Steve aka Steve's Whirleyworld. Murphy really does have eyes, they're just hard to see in this picture. Hey Murphy, cousin Coco says "Hi".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5300/2898/1600/bushstewardess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5300/2898/320/bushstewardess.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a photo of a poor ugly creature who after caught stealing in 2000 and 2004 was forced to leave politics, have a sex change and work as an airline attendtant. I pity this hags coworkers. Rumor has it that she can score you some righteous smack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more serious side: I interviewed for a new position within my company yesterday. It is a position that will be dealing with something that I am very unfamiliar with, but I thought what the heck. If I don't get it, it's not the end of the world. If I do get it, I will sh*t my pants! I'll let you know what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-116008944938512599?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/116008944938512599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=116008944938512599' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/116008944938512599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/116008944938512599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2006/10/old-photos.html' title='Old Photos'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-115932470046191289</id><published>2006-09-26T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T19:44:09.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TV - Good or Bad?</title><content type='html'>Hey all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I haven't been around in awhile, sometimes life gets busy and some things have to be put on hold for a bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the new season of TV shows is officially upon us. I personally do not watch too much television, I prefer movies. HOWEVER, I have succumbed to the idiot box. I enjoy watching Desperate Housewives, LOST, and Boston Legal...the list is growing. Sunday night after watching Desperate Housewives I made the fatal mistake of watching the premier episode of Brothers and Sisters. I just love Sally Field and Tom Skerrit (I was mortified when he died in the very first episode), not to mention all the hotties. Oh well, I need a little bit of mindless entertainment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your favorite show(s)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-115932470046191289?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/115932470046191289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=115932470046191289' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/115932470046191289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/115932470046191289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2006/09/tv-good-or-bad.html' title='TV - Good or Bad?'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-115775386547866909</id><published>2006-09-08T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T15:30:49.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Tiberius</title><content type='html'>Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. &lt;br /&gt;When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind. &lt;br /&gt;They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author unknown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.rainbowsbridge.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-115775386547866909?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/115775386547866909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=115775386547866909' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/115775386547866909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/115775386547866909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2006/09/for-tiberius.html' title='For Tiberius'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-115743193254593428</id><published>2006-09-04T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T21:52:12.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Las Vegas</title><content type='html'>Had a great time in Las Vegas this weekend with my three wonderful friends. Took lots of pictures (will post a few later). Getting to Vegas was a bitch though. My flight was cancelled Friday morning but I was lucky enough to get confirmed on another flight at 3:30 in the afternoon. Instead of flying straight from Dallas to Vegas, we had to fly from Dallas to Chicago and then back to Vegas. It was a very long day and took up a whole day of our vacation. I'll post more on my trip later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-115743193254593428?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/115743193254593428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=115743193254593428' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/115743193254593428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/115743193254593428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2006/09/las-vegas.html' title='Las Vegas'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-115666023378635858</id><published>2006-08-26T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T23:35:29.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavy Flashback to the 80's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5300/2898/1600/10m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5300/2898/320/10m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I decided to go to Blockbuster to rent a movie. While perusing the shelves I spotted a movie that I hadn't even thought about in 20 years or so. The movie I'm referring to is An Early Frost starring Aiden Quinn, Gena Rowlands, Ben Gazzara, Sylvia Sidney, John Glover, Terry O'Quinn and Bill Paxton. The screenplay was written by Ron Cowen and Daniel Lipman (creators and producers of Showtime's "Queer As Folk"). It was nominated for 14 Emmys and won 4. In 1985 this made for TV movie was one of the first shows that introduced the country to the reality of AIDS. It reminded me of a time when AIDS was a death sentence of 6 months to a year, and that was the lucky ones. I think back to the mid eighties and am astonished at the number of friends I lost to this horrible disease. Yes, this is a very heavy subject but the writers did an outstanding job portraying the truths and prejudices surrounding AIDS in the eighties and sadly to some extent still today. I recommend seeing this movie, yes it is a tear jerker but I also think of it as a reminder of how far we have come with respect to extending and improving the quality of peoples lives who are living with AIDS. That said, I think I am going to watch a little TV and then hit the sack (1:25am Sunday). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-115666023378635858?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/115666023378635858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=115666023378635858' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/115666023378635858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/115666023378635858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2006/08/heavy-flashback-to-80s.html' title='Heavy Flashback to the 80&apos;s'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-115659209833537142</id><published>2006-08-26T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T04:50:46.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love My Dog, I Love My Dog......</title><content type='html'>It's 6am on Saturday morning. Why am I up so early you ask? No, I do not have to go to work we are closed on Saturdays. Am I sick? No, well not physically anyway. My little monster decided to wake me up at this ungodly hour to go outside. I live in a condo so I have to walk my dog. Coco woke me up with his stretching, yawning and grunting so I was pretending to be asleep thinking that he would settle down and go back to sleep. Didn't work. Instead he bounces over to within a half an inch from my face and just stares at me. I can feel his breath on my face. I thought, "I'll just lay here real still like and he will get tired of staring at me and go lay back down".  You know...there are quite a few people that walk their dogs at 6am on Saturday mornings. I wonder if they all have to go to work or maybe they just have spoiled little monters like mine.  Have a great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-115659209833537142?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/115659209833537142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=115659209833537142' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/115659209833537142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/115659209833537142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-love-my-dog-i-love-my-dog.html' title='I Love My Dog, I Love My Dog......'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-115637462141455843</id><published>2006-08-23T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T16:10:21.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3D Improved</title><content type='html'>Went to see another movie last night. If you are into animation, you will like Monster House. I know, I know you're probably thinking I'm too old to be watching cartoons and you are probably right. However, this one was in digital 3D. 3D has been greatly improved over the years. I've been told that back in the olden days the 3D effect was created by overlaying colors and that you had to wear glasses that had one blue lens and one red lens. Well not anymore. These glasses had kind of a gray lens and were quite fashionable...NOT. I looked like Buddy Holly. At any rate the 3D effect was awesome and I recommend seeing this show if you can find a theater offering it in 3D. The movie had a cute story and was a lot of mindless fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any good movie recommendations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-115637462141455843?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/115637462141455843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=115637462141455843' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/115637462141455843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/115637462141455843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2006/08/3d-improved.html' title='3D Improved'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-115603637133118365</id><published>2006-08-19T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T18:12:51.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Revue</title><content type='html'>Today started out like any other typical Saturday morning. Got up at 7am to walk, feed and pill the dog. After that we walked over to our friends condo and then it was off to "Bagels". Part of our weekend routine is to start off at Einsteins with coffee and bagels. After that we went to see a movie.....the much hyped Snakes on a Plane. What in the hell was Samuel L. Jackson thinking when he agreed to star in this flick? OMG! It was almost the worst movie I have seen in a very long time, next to PULSE (that was last weekends bomb). This movie made me laugh from pure disbelief. It was totally ridiculous from the very beginning when the snakes where hiding in the lavatory and latched on to this girls nipple and this other guys' "pee-pee". Yes they showed the nipple, no they didn't show the "pee-pee". If you have a snake phobia I would not recommend this movie. If you like silly movies and don't mind snakes, I say catch a matinee or wait until it is available to rent. Have a great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-115603637133118365?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/115603637133118365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=115603637133118365' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/115603637133118365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/115603637133118365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2006/08/movie-revue.html' title='Movie Revue'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-115585652247003568</id><published>2006-08-17T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T16:15:22.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and the Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5300/2898/1600/MeCocoPuddin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5300/2898/320/MeCocoPuddin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going through a bunch of stuff on my pc and came across this photo. That's me (in the middle) with Coco and the late Ms. Puddin. Coco is the brown one and Ms. P is the little snowball. We lost Ms. P in April to kidney failure and general old age - 16 years. She was the first pet I have ever had to have "put down". It was a very difficult thing to do, but the right thing. I owe my friend Steve a load of thanks for preparing me for the process. I always imagined that it was this long process of giving her the medication and she would get drowsy and eventually go to &lt;em&gt;sleep&lt;/em&gt;...for ever. It was nothing like that. The doc was still administering the injection and she was gone. It took less than 2 seconds, literally. I sure miss my little girl. Both kids were rescue dogs. Puddin came from a broken home and Coco was rescued from the animal shelter. If you are ever in the market for a pet, please check your local animal shelter and save a life. You will get unconditional love in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-115585652247003568?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/115585652247003568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=115585652247003568' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/115585652247003568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/115585652247003568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2006/08/me-and-kids.html' title='Me and the Kids'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-115569407454772658</id><published>2006-08-15T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T15:55:15.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two and a Half Weeks.....</title><content type='html'>That snake is gonna scare you to death when you find it, and just before you draw your last breath you're going to hear the far away chuckle of auntie Felicia. Maybe you should just stop looking for it and buy a new one. I can't wait for our trip!!!!! Not much to report on this end. So I guess I will catch you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-115569407454772658?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/115569407454772658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=115569407454772658' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/115569407454772658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/115569407454772658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2006/08/two-and-half-weeks.html' title='Two and a Half Weeks.....'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-115499667166935318</id><published>2006-08-07T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T17:24:31.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome back....</title><content type='html'>Wow! I haven't been here in awhile. Whew, it's full of cobb webs and dust. Did you read my last posting.......I shall say no more. YES I WILL! THE DAMN BOOK ISN'T FINISHED! I feel much better now. I'm starting to get excited about my trip to Vegas next month, not so much because I'm going, but because I'm going with three of my best buds. I know that Lee, Steve, Phillip and I will have a wonderful time. I just wonder which one of them will be brave enough to go on the rides at the top of the Stratosphere with me.  Not much else to blog about. Take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-115499667166935318?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/115499667166935318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=115499667166935318' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/115499667166935318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/115499667166935318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2006/08/welcome-back.html' title='Welcome back....'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-114895789178132029</id><published>2006-05-29T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T19:58:11.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Writer's Promise</title><content type='html'>Let this act as official notice that a writer whom we all know and love made a promise tonight..... Lexi Sutton, at 8:25pm this 28th day of May, 2006, promised that by the end of June, 2006 the current book in progress would be complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee and I went to some friends for a cook out today and had a fabulous time. Chuck grilled some sausage links that were made with chicken, bacon and apple.....wonderful! Mike made grilled corn on the cobb which was really great. Other fare consisted of "Flintstone" steaks, chicken breast, creme brulet and banana pudding. Talk about an oink fest. All in all it was a very nice holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-114895789178132029?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/114895789178132029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=114895789178132029' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/114895789178132029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/114895789178132029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2006/05/writers-promise.html' title='A Writer&apos;s Promise'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-114878530715274049</id><published>2006-05-27T19:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T20:03:35.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update to Previous Posting</title><content type='html'>I just found out that my friend Steve's potential house buyer was a possible serial killer and whack job (maybe I'm exagerating just a tad) so the deal fell through. Sorry Steve. However, the part about him being hard to handle when he's tired.....that part is still true. Still luv ya man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-114878530715274049?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/114878530715274049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=114878530715274049' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/114878530715274049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/114878530715274049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2006/05/update-to-previous-posting.html' title='Update to Previous Posting'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-114874421457721833</id><published>2006-05-27T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T08:39:18.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>So, what is everybody doing this weekend? Mine will be somewhat tame. I think I'm going to see The Da Vinci Code this evening, and tomorrow?????...no plans (sounds exciting so far?). Monday we'll be going to some friends house for a cook out. I think this weekend will prove to be quite nice and relaxing. My friend Steve on the other hand is going to have a very busy weekend. His house sold (an offer he couldn't refuse) and the buyer wants him out by 6/4/06. That's only one week away. I'd be crapping in my drawers. I think he'll be okay as long as he doesn't get too tired and bitchy. I've experienced his bitchy side (in Hawaii) and it isn't pretty. When he gets too tired he can be very unreasonable and argumentative, and the only way to diffuse this ugly mood is with a very strong cocktail &lt;grin&gt; .....at least that's how I remember it. Luv ya man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-114874421457721833?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/114874421457721833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=114874421457721833' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/114874421457721833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/114874421457721833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2006/05/memorial-day-weekend.html' title='Memorial Day Weekend'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-114858017290293662</id><published>2006-05-25T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T11:02:52.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-Op Visit</title><content type='html'>Today I went for my first post-op visit. The doc took some x-rays, checked the incision and replaced the bandage. He said all looks good and appears to be mending well. I go back in a week for another check up and he will decide when I can go back to work. Still bored, I think my condo is getting smaller and smaller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-114858017290293662?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/114858017290293662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=114858017290293662' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/114858017290293662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/114858017290293662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2006/05/post-op-visit.html' title='Post-Op Visit'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-114825161971949881</id><published>2006-05-21T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T15:51:20.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Butt Hurts</title><content type='html'>You know, I am just not cut out to be a couch potato. I've been sitting since Thursday and my ass has gone numb. It doesn't matter whether I'm sitting on the sofa bed or the chair....MY BUTT HURTS! I've got a headache too, I wonder if there is any correlation there. I'm sure a lot of my friends would think so. Oh well, tonight is spaghetti, garlic bread and the season finale of desperate Housewives...WOO HOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-114825161971949881?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/114825161971949881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=114825161971949881' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/114825161971949881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/114825161971949881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-butt-hurts.html' title='My Butt Hurts'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-114817188526159724</id><published>2006-05-20T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T17:38:52.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Three</title><content type='html'>Well, today my nurse took me to the bagel shop for breakfast. It was great to get out of the house. This afternoon I ate two chili dogs and a huge order of onion rings with a diet coke chaser. I watched two movies, Dead End and Evita. If I keep this up for much longer, I am going to end up like one of those "two ton Tessie's" that you see on Jerry Springer and they will have to remove a wall to get me out of the condo. That's enough blogging for today, I have a dvd and a bag of Chitos with my name on it. jk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-114817188526159724?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/114817188526159724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=114817188526159724' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/114817188526159724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/114817188526159724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2006/05/day-three.html' title='Day Three'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28405769.post-114807148975575117</id><published>2006-05-19T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T13:44:49.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Two</title><content type='html'>Today is day two of sitting around the house with my foot propped up...above the heart. Apparently this helps to prevent swelling along with the twenty minutes on/twenty minutes off with the ice pack. Why am I doing this? Well, yesterday I had surgery on my right foot to remove some excess bone and to clean out the joint that is between the big toe and the foot. Supposedly this procedure is going to improve the range of motion of my big toe and eliminate (hopefully) the severe pain that it was causing. I do not understand how some people, who are perfectly healthy, can choose to sit on their butt all day long and do nothing. I am sure I have bed sores. Anyway, enough of the whining. Thanks to my sister I have become addicted to a very unique television show called Nip/Tuck. Alison gave me season 1 &amp; 2 on dvd to watch while recuperating and I can not wait for season 3 to be released. Enough for now, I need to get back to my show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - Special thanks to my private nurse (Lee) without whom I would have to hunt for my own food and water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28405769-114807148975575117?l=chezstephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/feeds/114807148975575117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28405769&amp;postID=114807148975575117' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/114807148975575117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28405769/posts/default/114807148975575117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezstephen.blogspot.com/2006/05/day-two.html' title='Day Two'/><author><name>Stephen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08764242279146021389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LjrJdri2yBQ/SbWFLTL2xvI/AAAAAAAAABI/5SJhnAKEMI0/S220/MeCocoPuddin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
