<?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-13923157</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:51:26.415-04:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST DAVE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>178</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-113957641159641652</id><published>2006-02-10T07:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T08:00:11.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To Curious????</title><content type='html'>I'm a very curious person always asking questions because you know I mean we are on this earth to learn aren't we? Yeah that's what I thought to. Ok I have to admit something I'm very curious about what it's like to have sex with a women. Yes I know all my gay brothers are shocked with there hands to there mouth gasping with shock and dismay while clutching there throats he he. But in all seriousness I'm very curious I have never been with a women I mean I dated women before I met Mike but we never did anything but kiss and that was nice. Hmmmm probably this is something that I will never find out for my self but I still would like to know. I mean is it as messy down there as I think??? I mean I saw a giant silk vagina ha ha ha I said vagina ha ha ha one at the pride parade in NY one year and it freaked me out but I guess they are less frightening when they are the normal size right? hmmmm What a weird topic huh? Then what if I didn't know what to do to make it fell good for the women????? I mean I know how a man works and I must say I'm pretty good at that but I wouldn't have the slightest idea how to please a women I mean it's always my goal to make sure the person I'm with gets satisfaction first and then me second but what if I couldn't give a women satisfaction hmmmm. Hmmmm not I'm rather scared he he he. Oh well this is just one of the normal things that float through my head questions questions questions UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-113957641159641652?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/113957641159641652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=113957641159641652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113957641159641652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113957641159641652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2006/02/to-curious.html' title='To Curious????'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-113949065331532901</id><published>2006-02-09T07:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T08:10:53.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Search For A New Watch!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok I'm a rather picky person when it comes to myself and the stuff I buy so I wanted a new watch and I wanted a good one so I have been looking for awhile. I had figured I would go with a vintage Bulova Tank watch because I loved the rectangle face and the small second hand at the bottom I was looking at paying about $60 for the watch and then I would have to have it cleaned and serviced on top of that but I just couldn't find anything new that would make me happy. So I hear that Strawbridges is closing there doors at Oxford Valley Mall and they are having pretty good sales so we go last night to look and there are some watches that get my attention but nothing great I mean prices with discount was around $200 which for a new Bulova is a pretty good deal but I just wasn't sold. Next we head to Macy's just in case they have anything but I'm ready to through in the towel. So they have the same watches that Strawbridges has but they are 5% more off so I'm like ok I guess I"ll get one of them. Until Mike walks around the other side of the counter and say oh wow they have Burberry Watches :-) ok I won't lie I sprung wood right away at the sound of the name Burberry. Well low and behold they have just the design that I wanted in Burberry the rectangle face with the small second hand at the bottom. Ok the killer part it was $345 ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh but the lady behind the counter said something that I"m always saying (You Only Live Once) so I bought it he he he. I LOVE LOVE LOVE THIS TIME PIECE (yes at $345 it's called a time piece he he). Maybe some of you will say $345 is a lot of money and your right it is but HELL THIS IS A BURBERRY!!!!!!! THE REAL DEAL PEOPLE A BURBERRY. Now if you will excuse me I have to go and make sweet LOVE to my Burberry Time Piece he he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-113949065331532901?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/113949065331532901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=113949065331532901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113949065331532901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113949065331532901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2006/02/search-for-new-watch.html' title='The Search For A New Watch!!!!!!'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-113839266206884558</id><published>2006-01-27T15:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T15:11:02.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time No Hear???</title><content type='html'>Hello, it's me. I guess I should explain myself and I will lets see my new job has been a lot busier then I would have thought I pretty much am busy from the start to finish so I haven't had a lot of time to do much blogging or any blogging at that. I really have missed all my friends from blog land I hope that you have missed me and I think some of you have :-). I'm going to try and post a bit more often when I have time. Lets see what's up with me Me and Mike got a new car we traded in his Truck and bought a 2000 Caddy Seville SLS its a beautiful car I love it. Mike drives it everyday though I still have the Jimmy which is cool with me. Other then that life is pretty much the same here not many other changes but really busy all the time. I just got over the flu and that really sucked, I'm not reading The Chronicles Of Narnia which is a really good book and I really must insist on you giving it a try at least once. Well I must be off I'll try and post later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo&lt;br /&gt;Dave&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-113839266206884558?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/113839266206884558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=113839266206884558' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113839266206884558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113839266206884558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2006/01/long-time-no-hear.html' title='Long Time No Hear???'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-113441647273238370</id><published>2005-12-12T14:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T14:43:40.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me Handsome??? OMG She Felt Me Up And I Liked It.</title><content type='html'>You know it's kind of weird but people have been telling me how good looking I am now and it suprises me I mean it really does. Because I have gained a couple pounds not to mention I have never been use to hearing that I mean I never heard it growing up really. And even in my teens and early 20's I didn't hear it that much but as of late its all different. I even got felt up by my friend Megan while we where taking funny pictures in NY Penn Station to which she turns to Mike and says wow no wonder you keep him around he's a rather large handful :-) (yes I was smiling the rest of the day). Then yesterday to name the latest time it happened Megans sister tells me that they where talking about me in the kitchen about how hot I am :-) Yes so something must be in the air all these women are finding me hot and attractive and I'm so liking it. But I don't hear guys saying it well umm I don't hang with a lot of gay men all in all I just have mikey as my only gay friend well he is my husband so he doesn't count he he he. Not to mention I have noticed that men don't flirt with me really well it could be that I am really stupid when it comes to people flirting with me I never know its happening but anyway. Hmmmmm maybe I'm only attractive to the opposite sex. hmm is that possible? Great now I'm all confused he he he. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-113441647273238370?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/113441647273238370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=113441647273238370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113441647273238370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113441647273238370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/12/me-handsome-omg-she-felt-me-up-and-i.html' title='Me Handsome??? OMG She Felt Me Up And I Liked It.'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-113398302028513504</id><published>2005-12-07T14:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T14:27:16.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF You Dirty Freak Of Nature</title><content type='html'>OK this is a big problem for me it really frosts my cookies here check this story out right &lt;a href="http://aolsvc.news.aol.com/news/article.adp?id=20051207054509990013&amp;amp;ncid=NWS00010000000001"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; now have you gone through he whole thing? Now what gets me about this is not the part about why they wanted him out which seems a bit toward him being a closeted homo. NO it's the part where he has always been a Conservative Republican that when in the state Legislature he always voted against gay-friendly bills and such!!!!! WTF you freak of nature you are so scared that your party would not like you so you vote against who and what you are???? I hate that crap I really do I mean fine you are scared about who you are hey a lot of us have gone thought it. But you know what don't in front of the public hate us and yourself for that fact and vote against anything that would help homosexuals out and then go online and try to get some guy to get you off. Then after you get off you go right back to hating us. You know what I'm glad they voted out your stupid ass and I hope your loving Republicans welcome you back with open arms but guess what they won't they will toss your gay ass to the curb. And you know what I hope and pray that some gay organization does not come along and try to make you into so big OH THANK GOD HE CAME OUT thing because you know what you are stupid and deserve nothing you stupid traitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-113398302028513504?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/113398302028513504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=113398302028513504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113398302028513504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113398302028513504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/12/wtf-you-dirty-freak-of-nature.html' title='WTF You Dirty Freak Of Nature'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-113378832456852501</id><published>2005-12-05T08:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T08:12:06.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know when I agreed to take on this job I had no idea that I would be this busy I mean it is a good thing that I'm busy I hate to be bored and that is what I use to be. But now I don't have time to do anything other then my work and as you all can tell it has affected my blogging. I would blog at home but no time there either I mean with the decorating and the Christmas shopping I'm pretty much pulled to my end and you know what. I think I'm getting a cold from all the running around and no resting this morning I almost called out my body was screaming for me to just sit and rest but I have to push on I mean what choice do I have but to keep going. I have missed all you guys and girls I hope you didn't all forget about me. I haven't even had time to write my pen pal back yet I'm such a dirty freak for not writing him back and I hope he can forgive me I"m going to try and come up with some time today to write him back I'm a big butt head and I know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-113378832456852501?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/113378832456852501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=113378832456852501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113378832456852501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113378832456852501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/12/you-know-when-i-agreed-to-take-on-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-113274954574854947</id><published>2005-11-23T07:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T07:39:05.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO EVERYONE :-) Well the holiday is almost upon us can you believe how fast this year is going I sure can't I mean Christmas is in about one month well one month and 2 days but still can you believe that. Last night I got a lot of stuff done outside as far as decorating the only things I have to do is around the front door and window and I'm done with that stuff. Last night it was windy and freezing but I was having fun putting everything out and remembering how pretty everything looks so I didn't mind the cold at all. Only problem I had was that this year I decided to run all the wires to the outlet on the porch and use a remote to turn on/off the lights well guess what when you run that many lights and such on one outlet that is also on the same line as your livingroom guess what happens??? Yup that is right I had to run some of the stuff to the porch light like I have done in years past so now everything is working as it should. Hey they are calling for snow showers tonight isn't' that great??? WOOHOOO SNOW SNOW SNOW I wash my hair my hands and face with SNOW what is Christmas with NO SNOW. Hey can you guys guess what Christmas movie that line of song is from???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;International well I must say I was pretty nervous about dealing with all of it on my own and with 2 days behind me I must say it went pretty well so far and I had a good time with it I just hope today is as good as the past 2 days have been. Hey guess where I'm going tonight???? Yup I"m going to see Harry Potter wohoooo I can't wait to see it. I didn't want to go last Friday when it opened no thank you it would have been a mob seen so we are going tonight to see it after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I wish everyone A HAPPY THANKSGIVING and a HAPPY BLACK FRIDAY wooohooo may you eat all the turkey you want and shop till you drop on Friday woohoooooo. I'll be getting my Christmas tree on Friday at 9 at the Mansfield Tree Farm on RT. 206 on Friday I think that is pretty much my only Black Friday purchase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-113274954574854947?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/113274954574854947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=113274954574854947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113274954574854947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113274954574854947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-113267989345295870</id><published>2005-11-22T12:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T12:18:13.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>Hey I didn't want you guys to forget about me but I'm so busy with this new job right now I just don't have the time to post at all.  I am also pretty busy at home to so I can't do it then I promise next week I'll be posting again I hope everyone is doing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-113267989345295870?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/113267989345295870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=113267989345295870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113267989345295870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113267989345295870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/11/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-113231983303002960</id><published>2005-11-18T08:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T08:17:48.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Buzz Buzz Pop Pop Fizzle Fizzle</title><content type='html'>Thank you everyone for all your wonderful comments yesterday on my HNT pic thank you thank you :-).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH ok my brain is on DEEP FRY from all of this training and the thought that I will be on my own next week with the new job and no body to ask questions in case I have any is making me want to borch it really does. This is going to be a short post I can barely remember my age right now let alone come up with a post. I hate how my blog looks it really look crappy and plain I think I need help in revamping it a bit to more reflect me you know. UGH I'm off to go and slam my head in the wall until I pass out at least then I will have a bit of quite time :-).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-113231983303002960?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/113231983303002960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=113231983303002960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113231983303002960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113231983303002960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/11/buzz-buzz-pop-pop-fizzle-fizzle.html' title='Buzz Buzz Pop Pop Fizzle Fizzle'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-113223341924356452</id><published>2005-11-17T08:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T08:16:59.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress &amp; HNT</title><content type='html'>Ok my stress levels are pretty high this week with all this training and the thought that I'll have to do the job alone next week with only light training is stressing me out to no end so I end up going home with a pounding head ache that I have till I crash on the bed and just go to sleep. On the decorating front the inside of the house it almost done I just have to start the outside probably tonight I guess but I may put that off till Saturday and do it then I'm not to sure yet. Ah I can feel the head ache starting again great just freaking great grrrrr oh well nothing that can be done with that I suppose just have to deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now like I promised and being that today is Thursday which means it is Half Naked Thursday and with that I promised to take a picture of myself in my wonderful Harry Potter Scarf that Enviroboi made for me. YOU ROCK ENVIROBOI WOOHOOOOO So here we go now please understand you can tell I'm under a bit of stress this week being that we did this photo last night after work and after more decorating but I think it came out rather nice. I have a couple more photos but they are sideways right now and I don't have a program at home or here to flip the photos so I can't post them right now. Now this is my first move into the HNT thing I was hiding before behind Jamie because he said he would never do it and low and behold the little freak did it so I guess I can't hide anymore he he he. So here is my first picture and maybe my last picture for HNT. Hmm the more I look at the picture the more I think I look horrible ugh maybe this wasn't the best idea hmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/1600/potter1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/potter1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go that's me and some of the Christmas decorating behind me I have more pictures from last night but they need to be flipped I'll try and see what I can do about that and perhaps post them I'm not sure yet. Onto the Scarf isn't it filled with coolness I just love it love it love it Enviroboi did a wonderful job with it didn't he? I can't wait till it gets colder around here and I can wear it all the time. Right now it hangs on my coat tree next to the door so I can see it all the time. I have always wanted one and now I finally have one thanks to the sweetest guy who has no idea how much I really really love this scarf. You should see how well he did it I mean it isn't just single thickness it's double thickness and its soft and warm and wonderful :-) I'm so happy with it :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-113223341924356452?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/113223341924356452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=113223341924356452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113223341924356452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113223341924356452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/11/stress-hnt.html' title='Stress &amp; HNT'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-113214760887305681</id><published>2005-11-16T08:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T08:42:16.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Operation Decorating</title><content type='html'>Well part one of the decorating is done with I cleared off the porch and moved it all up to the loft in the garage but first I had to climb up there and move all the junk I have been throughing up there for the past 8 years so I organized all that crap and then when Mikey got home we put the porch stuff up there. I decided not to start the outside stuff even though I should have I put it off. So we started the inside with one of the trees and some of my Byers Choice Carolers, buy that time I was pretty tired so we called it a night. Mike took off today so he could do more stuff around the house I wish I could have but I have training to do for international yeah woohooo NOT he he. I forgot how much stuff that we have to put out I mean there is a ton of stuff to do. I asked Mike since he was home could he put the colored lights in the pine tree out front. A job that I hate to do because I break out from the tree yeah I know but it's Christmas and it is worth it. So hopefully he will do that last year I put about 700 little colored lights in the tree and it has doubled in size over the summer so I'm sure it is going to take a lot more lights. The only problem is that now it is too tall to get to the top so I just told him to do what he could with it. As soon as I get home today I'll get to work with some more decorating woohooo it always looks so nice when we are done it makes it all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-113214760887305681?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/113214760887305681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=113214760887305681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113214760887305681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113214760887305681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/11/operation-decorating.html' title='Operation Decorating'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-113205997799538032</id><published>2005-11-15T08:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T08:06:18.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Decorating</title><content type='html'>Ok Christmas is my favorite holiday and I go all out on the decorating front it usually takes me about a week to get it all done yeah there is that much stuff to put out. But now they are calling for rain this weekend and part of this week so I"m going to start tonight putting stuff out if I can. I also do a lot on the inside of the house so I'm going to have to do part of that to. I still haven't put away the stuff on the porch like the chairs and stuff. My garage is pretty filled so I'm not quite sure where that is all going. I may have to park outside ahhhhhhh the thought is to much for me I hate the idea of scraping the windows I like to get in my car start it up let it warm up for a minute then go and laugh at the people that have to scrape ice and snow off there car he he he. So I guess tonight I'm going to be pretty damn busy with this and that not to mention in the past year I have really put a lot of stuff in my basement and now all the Christmas stuff is in the back so I have to get to all that stuff this is going to be pretty interesting and a big mess. But it is all worth it in the end you know when it is all done and everything is all festive and Christmasy and all just seems right you know. When I'm all done I'll post some pics of how everything looks I can't wait to get started. So what does everyone else do for the holidays with decorating do you go all out or just do the tree thing? Oh yeah and with the tree thing do you get a real one or fake? I do both acually I get one big real one and then the rest are fake around the inside and outside of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-113205997799538032?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/113205997799538032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=113205997799538032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113205997799538032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113205997799538032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/11/christmas-decorating.html' title='Christmas Decorating'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-113197266910573004</id><published>2005-11-14T07:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T07:51:11.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Dave Is Just Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>First things first something very important for me to say. I simply must give my Sweet Loving Husband a big HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWEETY I LOVE YOU MORE THEN YOU WILL KNOW XOXOXOXOXOXOXO. Today Mike is 37 you'll always be older then me and that is a good thing ha ha ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now onto my next Important thing to say I LOVE ENVIROBOI HE IS THE CATS PAJAMAS AND I WANT TO GIVE HIM BIG HUGS AND KISSES AND MAYBE SOME GROPING. Why you ask do I say this because I got my HARRY POTTER SCARF THAT HE MADE JUST FOR LITTLE OLD ME :-). I wanted to send a thanks to him when I got it but I also managed to get a cold this weekend so all I could do was curl up on the couch wrapped in my new scarf and drool at the TV. He asked if I would take a picture of myself wearing the scarf but being that I felt like poop and looked like poop I didn't want to take a picture yet so I figured I would do something to make it up and by that I'll post a pic on Thursday and you know what Thursday is right???? Yup HNT a lot of my blog friends have done it and I think it is time that I do it and with such a wonderful scarf as I have now. It's beautiful he did a wonderful job and he is now my hero I wish I could do something like that but I would end up killing myself some how I don't know how I would do it but I would trust me on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry no post on Friday I took a half day I was going to take today off to spend with Mike on his birthday but he couldn't take off so I took a half day on Friday to spend together wooohooooo. Combined that half day with all the normal work I have to do in the morning + training for International and my brain was pretty much on deep fry Friday morning. This week I have to train all week to get ready because Gina (the only other person that does international) is on vacation next week so I'll be by myself and I don't want to screw anything up you know. When I went for this job I had no idea there was so much involved in doing it I mean I was surprised at how much I have to learn and do. But I"m open to it and I will learn it all and get it down and do the best job that I can do. So please forgive me if I don't post as much this week or if I'm unable to visit your blogs as much as I would like to I feel really bad about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-113197266910573004?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/113197266910573004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=113197266910573004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113197266910573004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113197266910573004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/11/just-dave-is-just-busy-busy.html' title='Just Dave Is Just Busy Busy'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-113164645432516601</id><published>2005-11-10T13:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T13:14:14.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stick Me</title><content type='html'>Hey don't you want to stick me :-)  You do great go &lt;a href="http://www.frappr.com/justdave"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and you can stick me and hey put a photo in to I want to see where everyone is please :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-113164645432516601?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/113164645432516601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=113164645432516601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113164645432516601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113164645432516601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/11/stick-me.html' title='Stick Me'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-113162886549694034</id><published>2005-11-10T08:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T08:34:27.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>Can you believe last nights episode of Lost I was like WTF OMFG I couldn't believe it I mean not one shot of my future husband Matthew Fox I mean what the hell is that all about grrrr I"m rather upset about this I mean I have missed him for a couple weeks now and now with this new episode I thought I would get one shot of him but now not a one. And can you believe the death? WTF I was like OMFG I couldn't believe it I will not mention who it was for those of you who haven't seen it but I was almost in tears I know it was a accident but still. Well at least my two favorite girls are still on which is Kate &amp; Anna so I'm cool and of course my boy Jack is still alive so I can go on. Still upset that I didn't get to see him though but hey I'll just lock myself away with a picture from my cowboy (and yes I'm going to refer to you as my cowboy from now on so you just have to live with that) and I'll be ok after a few ummm never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well tonight I"m off to meet up with Wayne and Roseanne at a really good auction it's going to take me about an hour to get there from here but the auction is with it. Mike isn't going which sucks because I'll miss him but he is pretty tired so I will not rag on him for it or to go. They are having a couple clocks up for auction so I"ll look them over and figure which one's will be good for the shoppe and I want a carage clock for my stairway so I'll have to pick that up too if it goes for a good price. My mom gave me some money to buy it for a Christmas present from her to me she spoils me so bad well everyone does and that is a good thing I mean hell I do deserve it I am the prince as my sister says. Well she says it in not so good away but hell I hold the title with pride he he he. I mean I was always able to get away with what ever I wanted when she couldn't but that isn't' my fault. I'm listening to Classic Queen right now I just love &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.queenmustgoon.net/immagini/freddie/live80/immagini/05.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.queenmustgoon.net/immagini/freddie/live80/&amp;h=896&amp;amp;w=567&amp;sz=91&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;tbnid=R5xNMpr1hegJ:&amp;tbnh=145&amp;amp;tbnw=91&amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=36&amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dfreddy%2Bmercury%26start%3D20%26svnum%3D10%26hl%3Den%26hs%3D2RW%26lr%3D%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26sa%3DN"&gt;Freddie Mercury&lt;/a&gt; I mean it was such a shame that he had to die so early from AIDS. I mean he wasn't the best looking guy when he was young with the long hair and such but man in the 80's when he had short hair and the mustache oh my god he was a walking orgasm you have to admit that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/1600/freddy%20m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/freddy%20m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean look at that picture and tell me you don't want to bust a nut come on tell me???? (sorry ladies but you can't disagree with me you know you can't) And at Live Aid I think it was if I'm wrong I"m sorry he was wearing those tight pants mmmmmm I just got wood he he he he TMI huh???  And you know what else rocks about Queen they did the soundtrack for Flash Gorden woohoooooo That was a great movie I still dont' have it on DVD I know I'm a freak for not having it but I'll get it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-113162886549694034?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/113162886549694034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=113162886549694034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113162886549694034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113162886549694034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/11/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-113154116448250171</id><published>2005-11-09T07:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T07:59:24.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who Got A Promotion</title><content type='html'>Come on guess who guess who???? Yup it's me wooohooooo now I'll be working with International game and parts sales wooooohoooooooooo I can't wait to start I get a cool desk with a window so I can see the light woohooo no more dark cave for me. I'm so ready to get away from what I am doing now and I'm really looking forward to the new challenges that this job will give me. Not to mention I'll be busy way more busy which is cool with me I can't wait to start. Of which I start training tomorrow afternoon I really can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well tonight is weigh in and I know I did bad I mean I was on vacation and you know that when you are on vacation you tend to eat a bit more well I did. A lot more but hey it was my Birthday and it was vacation so there I'm doing it and that is that. But now I'm on the right track again to start losing weight I'm just wondering how much more weight that I gained hmmm my clothes still fit so it can't be that much right. I'm still trying to catch up with everyone's blog I didn't realize how many that I read but I have a lot more reading to do today to catch up with everyone on what they are doing and such. Tomorrow it a big auction that I had wanted to go to but I don't really have the money and I can't take off from work I guess I could go after work being that is when the clock part of the auction will happen hmmm I don't know. Tonight is also dinner with the family I can't wait for that we didn't go last week because of vacation so this week should be fun. Oh well Happy Wednesday to you all woohoooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-113154116448250171?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/113154116448250171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=113154116448250171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113154116448250171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113154116448250171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/11/guess-who-got-promotion.html' title='Guess Who Got A Promotion'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-113145585279496302</id><published>2005-11-08T08:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T08:18:18.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bit Of My Vacation</title><content type='html'>Ok well yesterday at work was busy busy so I didn't have time to really put up a good post. I hope everyone is doing well I have yet to catch up on everyone's blog and I have a lot of catching up to do. Well if you want to know how I embarrassed myself with the waiter well it went something like this. The Friday before my birthday that was the 28th we went to Red Robin which is my favorite place to eat the food is great well the thing is that if you register with them online then you get a coupon for a free deluxe burger on your birthday every year so I did this about a year ago and a couple days before my birthday I got the coupon so we went that Friday when the hostess sat us down I showed her the coupon to which she looked at me like I had lobsters crawling out of my ears and that trying to think was causing her a lot of pain well Justin walks up. Justin is a waiter at Red Robin he is very cute and very gay not like a flamer but you just know he's gay. Now me and mike always joke around with him and he is the best waiter that they have there. So anyway he takes the coupon and says ok I know what this is and a HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU I said thank you and we ordered our food and of course I got the big boy beer mug so there we are enjoying our food and I'm munching away on my burger when Justin comes up to me and asks how my birthday burger is and that he made it just for me :-) so I turn to him oh its great did you make it with your special sauce?? and I start to giggle well so does he and he has a big smile on his face that is turning redder by the second and he walks way. I look at mike and he is shocked and starts to make fun of me. Well it seems that there was another birthday person in the place and I hear all the wait staff singing happy birthday so I look up scared that it was for me but it wasn't. So Justin walks up and I say to him god I was scared that singing was for me and he smiles and says you know what that is a good idea so he walks off and makes me a hot fudge sundae and has all the wait staff come over and sing to me I was all red now. He then turns to me and says there we are even now and laughs. Also his hotness didn't charge for the sundae so it was really cool. But as always I embarrassed myself he he he. Saturday me and Wayne went to an auction where I got a couple clocks for the shoppe which by the way sold just this past Saturday woohoooo I did good. Well for our birthday party Roseanne and Wayne surprised us with tickets to see Catch A Rising Star this comedy club in Princeton not to mention she gave me this clock that she had in the shop that I loved not to mention had fixed for her so she could sell it he he and I kept saying how much I loved it and wanted it so she gave it to me I just love her she also gave me this really cool scarf. Paula gave me a gift cert to this Chinese food buffet that I love woohoooo and Ann there mom gave me money woohoooo. So all 6 of us Me, Mike, Roseanne, Wayne, Paula, and Jim all piled into Roseanne's Caddy and drove to the comedy club and we had a wonderful time we laughed the whole time it was great. After the club we drove back to Roseanne's and rented some what we thought would be scary movies but turned out to be funny being that the acting was so horrible. I have some pictures from that night and the sleep over I'll try to get Mike to send them to me so I can post them. Sunday we where going to go out again but mikey got sick and went home I gathered all of our stuff and headed home well when I was taking stuff down to the basement at home I managed to fall all the way down the steps into the basement that hurt like hell I can tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeepers this is getting to be really long hmmmm well I'll cut it off right here so you guys don't get bored but we had a wonderful time on vacation and I'm looking forward to my next vacation the week after Christmas. Well I have a lot of catching up to do with everyone's blog so I better go do some heavy reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxoxoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-113145585279496302?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/113145585279496302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=113145585279496302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113145585279496302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113145585279496302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/11/bit-of-my-vacation.html' title='Bit Of My Vacation'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-113137421123009836</id><published>2005-11-07T09:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T09:36:51.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>I'm back he he he he he well right now I don't have much time to type but I just wanted to tell everyone thanks for the birthday wishes :-)  Thanks Cowboy :-)  and I had  a great vacation.  I'm sorry I didn't blog or have time to read your blogs but we where running around going here and there and all that stuff.  that party was really fun saturday night into sunday morning.  I'll blog later with all the details and what happened with Justin the cute waiter from Red Robin:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY MISSED  YOU GUYS :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Dave  :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-113137421123009836?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/113137421123009836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=113137421123009836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113137421123009836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113137421123009836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-113054556044754182</id><published>2005-10-28T20:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T20:26:00.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Again Oh No Not Again</title><content type='html'>Oh God lets see how this works out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEER + JUST DAVE + VACATION HIGH + CUTE WAITER = EMBARRASSMENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why this keeps happening to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-113054556044754182?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/113054556044754182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=113054556044754182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113054556044754182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113054556044754182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/10/not-again-oh-no-not-again.html' title='Not Again Oh No Not Again'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-113050156779394294</id><published>2005-10-28T08:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T08:12:47.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day Till Vacation</title><content type='html'>Ok today is my last work day for a whole week and I can't wait I'm doing nothing but nothing just relaxing and getting up late. That in and of it self is going to be hard being that I always have to have someone planned to do or else I'll explode so we'll give this relaxing thing a try. 3 more days till my Birthday woohooooooo I know I make a big deal about this but you know what it is something that makes me special that my birthday is on Halloween you would think as an adult I would be like yeah it's my birthday woohoo so what but nope I'm all excited about it. I'll have to take pics of the birthday presents I got to post on here. I'm really looking forward to this party tomorrow Roseanne still will not tell me where it is that she is taking us hmmmm I also have no idea what she is giving me but Mike knows and he said that I'm so going to love it. I have to be the easiest person to shop for I pretty much like everything and of course nude photos of some hotties that I know is always a big thing I love he he he I could say I got a couple already maybe I did maybe I didn't I'm not telling. But if I was to tell I would probably say something like WOW but I'm not saying nope not me. Oh yeah if a certain person would like to send me a naked pic with himself in a cowboy hat that would be very nice :-). I'm sorry I'll stop I promise :-). Going with Wayne tomorrow to a clock auction and as you guys know I have a thing for old antique clocks I have to have them I love the sounds they all make. But I digress we have a clock auction to go to tomorrow he wants my input on some of the clocks they have and if he should buy them for the shoppe the auction is at 1 but I want to get there early so I have a chance to go over the clocks first. Clocks can be a pain to work on and when they are old that makes it worse and a lot of people don't know that you are suppose to oil a clock with clock oil every 3 to 4 years or else it could stop working properly. And you can't just use any oil you have to use clock oil it is thinner then normal oil and god what ever you do don't ever use WD40 it will screw up the clock. Now oiling is easy but when it comes to changing parts on a clock that is a pain. I"m working on a old clock for Roseanne now and it's a big pain in the ass to tell you the truth. This poor clock wasn't taken care of very well at all and it's pretty much a basket case. Yeah that was pretty boring huh sorry about that sometimes I just rattle on and on. Well I post some pics on Monday of how the party went and all the fun we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-113050156779394294?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/113050156779394294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=113050156779394294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113050156779394294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113050156779394294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/10/last-day-till-vacation.html' title='Last Day Till Vacation'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-113041631666707379</id><published>2005-10-27T08:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T08:31:56.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>Well Roseanne is really working hard on my party she told me to show up at her place looking nice with nice shoes and all they are taking us somewhere after we eat dinner. And dinner is Chicken Roseanne OMFG it is so freaking good I just can't explain how freaking good it is I beg her to make it all the time so she is going to make it for my birthday woohoooo. Then after we eat which has to be by 7 we are heading out to where ever she has planned. She already told me it isn't the fright fest at Great Adventure which I was only there one time and that was just to get laid he he. (hey we do what we have to do to get into a cute guys pants right???) So I was happy that we where not going there but she will not tell me what it is we are doing hmmmmmm I can't take the wait it's driving me nuts. I'm like a really big kid this time of year anyway because of my birthday and the presents and then Christmas I'm on edge the whole time because I'm so excited about the decorating and the family spirit wohoooooo. I keep telling her she really doesn't have to do all this for my party and she didn't even have to give me a party but she wants to. I really couldn't ask for a better Best Friend she really is the greatest we are funny when we are together we are pretty much all over each other and we pretty much ignore everyone else around us it's funny. I have never had a party before for my birthday so this is the first one and it's going to be a slumber party to so it should be even better wooooohoooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-113041631666707379?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/113041631666707379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=113041631666707379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113041631666707379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113041631666707379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-birthday-party.html' title='My Birthday Party'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-113032879325893013</id><published>2005-10-26T08:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T08:13:13.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta Be Me</title><content type='html'>Thank you all for all the nice things you said about me :-) I really enjoyed reading them and I love that Meme I wonder if anyone is going to use it on their blog? I'm going to start working on a big entry today I got the idea from my friend who just so happens to be a Lemming. He posted it on his blog and I thought it was a great idea you see this is how it works I will post how I feel about certain people in the blog world I will be very truthful but I will not state who the person is that I"m talking about. Will I tell them if they guess that the statement is about them? hmmmm maybe maybe not I'll have to think on that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this morning I must admit I wasn't feeling to good and I figured that this day would suck but when I checked my e-mail I had received a present a birthday present you could say a very nice present :-) Now I'm not going to say who sent it or what it was but I must say VERY VERY NICE :-) Not only are you very handsome you are really rather hot I'm also hooked on your blog and read it everyday to see what you are up to next.  Now I'm having several dirty thoughts about you :-). I"m not going to say your name unless it is ok with you if so then just let me know and I'll give you all the credit you deserve :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-113032879325893013?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/113032879325893013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=113032879325893013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113032879325893013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113032879325893013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/10/gotta-be-me.html' title='Gotta Be Me'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-113025150743183393</id><published>2005-10-25T10:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T10:45:07.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New MeMe</title><content type='html'>Ok I'm starting a new MeMe and it's really short and easy to do someone sent me an e-mail with this question and I figured I would post it on my blog as a cool meme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok here it is describe me in one word and put it in my comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go it's that easy just one word now if you want to copy that part to your blog and you to can here what people think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-113025150743183393?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/113025150743183393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=113025150743183393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113025150743183393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113025150743183393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/10/new-meme.html' title='New MeMe'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-113017691411393726</id><published>2005-10-24T14:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T14:23:47.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 2 Death By Horse Dink EWWWW</title><content type='html'>Ok if some of you remember I talked about this guy that had sex with a horse not him screwing the horse but the horse screwing him. YES I know how screwed up and the guy also ended up dyeing from it he died from a perforated colon after being screwed by the horse. My friend forwarded the video that she stumbled upon on Joe Rogans website she was sick all night from what she saw and had to share it with me. Now this is what happened ok there is this farm you can go to up in Washington near Seattle I think and you can have sex with a horse ok you still with me yes I know it's gross. But anyway this guy goes there again yes that's right you read that right he goes again being that he had been dicked by a horse before and enjoyed it so much he went back. So anyway he drops his pants and bends over something with just with white butt in the air and this guy (aka helper from here out)gets the horse all excited and hard and then get the horse to hope up his front legs at this point the helper guides the horse dick into the guys ass. Ok take a minute to let the shock subside hmmm hmmmm ok are you ready to go on with the story. Ok now what the helper does he keep his fist around the horses dick about 7 or 8 inches down from the head so the guy gets about 7 to 8 inches up inside of him with the horse bucking away in the guy well guess what happens the horse gets rather excited and starts to buck pretty hard and the helper gets pushed out of the way and the horse goes all the way into the guy I mean balls deep into the guy. Now let me break off right there for a second has anyone ever seen a hard horse dick?? anyone anyone? Ok well if you haven't it's about 2 to 3 feet long now you are looking at this guy and you have seen the horse dick before it went in so you know this dick ripped right through this guy all the way to his freaking heart. And what does the helper do you may ask he asked the guy is that to much and lets the horse finish plowing away and all you can hear is the guy moaning in pain and he says once OH GOD. Then the horse pulls up and that is the end of the video. Now what happened was the helper and some other people toss the guy in a car and drop him off at the hospital where the guy dies before they can do anything. So the police investigate and can't figure out where the animal fur and hay mixed with this guys blood came from. So when they figure out its from this farm then do a raid and fine a whole bunch of these tapes at the farm with different people getting porked by horses. I'm still sick from that video it was gross and horrible and I believe that guy got all he deserved for having sex with a horse this may sound cruel and horrible but I hope it hurt like hell and it was a painful horrible death he got just what he deserved for what he did with that animal. I think anyone that has sex with animals should suffer the same pain that this freak had to go through. What is this guys family going through right now I feel bad for them not for him. And with him dead that is one less jerk off ass hole idiot that we have to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I was going to post the link to the video here but I'm not sure I should I mean it is horrible and gross and like I said I'm still a bit sick from watching. Remember watch this &lt;a href="http://members.thegeekgroup.org/%7Eslurpy/Others/mrhands.mpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://members.thegeekgroup.org/%7Eslurpy/Others/mrhands.mpg"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt; at your own risk and remember it's pretty gross make sure you have your volume up so you can here what they are saying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-113017691411393726?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/113017691411393726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=113017691411393726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113017691411393726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113017691411393726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/10/post-2-death-by-horse-dink-ewwww.html' title='Post 2 Death By Horse Dink EWWWW'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-113015509826397036</id><published>2005-10-24T07:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T07:58:18.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Week Till Vacation</title><content type='html'>Wooohooooo well this is my last full week till I"m off on vacation not that we are going anywhere but staying around the house and doing some relaxing and maybe if Roseanne is going to any auctions we'll go to.  Also if I wanted to I'll call up Wayne Roseanne's sexy husband and see what he is up to and bum around with him he is always working on there house so I'm sure I could steal him away.  Well this weekend was pretty cool I got my birthday present from my mom on Saturday well really Friday night being that Roseanne bought this old wall clock at an auction and I fell in love with it so my mom got it for me for my birthday wooohoooo MOM SO ROCKS.  It's an old one to I'm figuring from around 1890 or so its a weight driven Seth Thomas clock with a reverse painting of George Washington on the bottom glass I love it so now that brings my grand total of clocks to 17 he he he he.  Then we went to another antique store down near Hammington NJ on RT.30 on the way to Atlantic City there is this antique store that had that crystal chandelier that I loved and I told you guys about before well mom bought it for me as one of my Christmas presents see I told you she ROCKED WOOHOOO.  She won't let me have it till Christmas which I don't think is fair he he he he.  Yes if you are wondering I'm very spoiled :-) but that is a good thing.  On Sunday we slept in and Roseanne called to say that she was going to open the shop and if I wanted to come and work.  You see she is normally only open on Saturdays but figures she wants to see what Sundays would be like.  So I went over there and worked for a bit then after that I came home I worked on cleaning and oiling my new clock we had dinner watched some TV by the way Charmed was really good last night the girls finally decided that they wanted there old lives back.  WOOOHOOOO because this thing with them in hiding was bugging me to no end.  Now my girls are back and ready to kick some demon butt wooohooooo.  I was to tired to watch Desperate Housewives but I Tivoed it so I'll watch it tonight I hope it was good.  So how was your weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-113015509826397036?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/113015509826397036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=113015509826397036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113015509826397036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/113015509826397036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/10/last-week-till-vacation.html' title='Last Week Till Vacation'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112981879220004301</id><published>2005-10-20T11:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T14:34:55.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 2 For Today A MeMe From Mister Brian</title><content type='html'>7 things I plan to do before I die:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Meet the friends I have made in blogland.&lt;br /&gt;2. Have enough money so I don't have to worry about bills anymore.&lt;br /&gt;3. Retire in comfort with no worries and spend the rest of my life with Mikey.&lt;br /&gt;4. Learn to play the piano.&lt;br /&gt;5. Travel to different countries.&lt;br /&gt;6. Have a masquerade party for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;7. Have a 1959 Plymouth Fury Conv. like my dad had when he was young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things I can do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Fix things such as clocks, cars, houses.&lt;br /&gt;2. Kiss really well not to mention I can ummmm he he I can do that very well to :-).&lt;br /&gt;3. Remember how to get somewhere after only one trip.&lt;br /&gt;4. Remember information from a lot of movies and TV shows.&lt;br /&gt;5. Sing All That Jazz word for word (yeah I know that's pretty gay).&lt;br /&gt;6. Be a really good listener.&lt;br /&gt;7. Spend money like water he he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things I cannot do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Double Dutch (its just a big mess).&lt;br /&gt;2. Lose weight and keep it off.&lt;br /&gt;3. Hurt someone and feel good about it.&lt;br /&gt;4. This one time at Band Camp I stuck a flute up my ummm I don't have one of those.&lt;br /&gt;5. Remember important information that you really need.&lt;br /&gt;6. Rotate my foot and finger in different directions at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;7. Sing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things that attract me to the opposite sex:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Long Hair&lt;br /&gt;2. Teeth&lt;br /&gt;3. Laugh&lt;br /&gt;4. Personality&lt;br /&gt;5. Legs&lt;br /&gt;6. Boobiges&lt;br /&gt;7. Short skirts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things that attract me to the same sex:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Eyes&lt;br /&gt;2. Teeth&lt;br /&gt;3. Laugh&lt;br /&gt;4. Body&lt;br /&gt;5. Hands&lt;br /&gt;6. Chest&lt;br /&gt;7. Arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things I say most often:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "Like you know"&lt;br /&gt;2. "As I was saying"&lt;br /&gt;3. "He he you said..."&lt;br /&gt;4. "You're a pee head"&lt;br /&gt;5. "Oh My God!!!"&lt;br /&gt;6. "What The Fuck!!!"&lt;br /&gt;7. "Soylent Green Is People"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Celebrity crushes (that I'm not ashamed of):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?q=sean+bean&amp;hl=en&amp;hs=MYe&amp;lr=&amp;client=firefox-a&amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;sa=N&amp;tab=ii&amp;oi=imagest"&gt;Sean Bean&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?svnum=10&amp;hs=6sJ&amp;hl=en&amp;lr=&amp;client=firefox-a&amp;rls=org.mozilla%3Aen-US%3Aofficial&amp;q=matthew+fox&amp;btnG=Search"&gt;Matthew Fox&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?svnum=10&amp;hs=EEz&amp;hl=en&amp;lr=&amp;client=firefox-a&amp;rls=org.mozilla%3Aen-US%3Aofficial&amp;q=chip+foose&amp;btnG=Search"&gt;Chip Foose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?svnum=10&amp;hs=YEz&amp;hl=en&amp;lr=&amp;client=firefox-a&amp;rls=org.mozilla%3Aen-US%3Aofficial&amp;q=sarah+michelle+galler&amp;btnG=Search"&gt;Sarah Michelle Galler&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?svnum=10&amp;hl=en&amp;hs=HFz&amp;client=firefox-a&amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;q=julian+mcmahon&amp;spell=1"&gt;Julian McMahon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?svnum=10&amp;hl=en&amp;hs=Kae&amp;client=firefox-a&amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;q=william+peterson&amp;spell=1"&gt;William Peterson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://www.overhaulin.com/team3.aspx"&gt;Chris Jacobs&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 tags:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.enviroboi.diary-x.com/"&gt;Enviroboi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.boyonboy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ryan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.lovelemming.blogspot.com/"&gt;Larry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.driftingabout.blogspot.com/"&gt;Daphne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.laurenbove.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lauren&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://thefoxybrownshow.blogspot.com/"&gt;Foxy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://egelnest.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bradley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112981879220004301?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112981879220004301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112981879220004301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112981879220004301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112981879220004301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/10/post-2-for-today-meme-from-mister.html' title='Post 2 For Today A MeMe From Mister Brian'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112980808769190802</id><published>2005-10-20T07:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T07:34:47.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dungeon Dave</title><content type='html'>Ok first things first last night I really let myself down a lot I did something that I'm rather ashamed of. I didn't want to spend the money on a new pair of shoe ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yes yes I know please don't hate me I I oh I don't know. They where really cute to they where so freaking nice looking I should have bought them and they where on sale from $70 down to $25 I know I know that was a great price and I"m insane for not buying them but I was trying to be good. I mean I haven't purchased a new pair of shoes in a long time and truth be told I'm a shoe whore I really am but I have to admit that I'm a name brand whore when it comes to shoes and when I see a good deal on them I just have to have them. But this time I didn't buy them grrrrrrr I'm not happy with myself. Last night I really wanted to by myself a little pretty you know sometimes you just need to do that just to make everything better you know. I have a black belt in shopping for myself I will drive all over to get what I want in the size and price that I want to get it in. I have done some pretty horrible things to get my way and get what I want even if it endangers someone else. I mean if I want it I want it and that is just how it goes so don't give me an excuse that your grandson really would like this shirt and it's the last one they have and you have been to 3 other stores damn it. So yeah I pushed her down grabbed the shirt and ran to pay for it but hey I was there and I wanted it he he he he. I'm just kidding I would never do that he he he he. Ok on to half naked Thursday yes this is a first for me and a rather revealing move I made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this picture is a little on the racy side I mean this is something I only did the one time I swear. It was during the experimentation time in my life and I wanted to push the envelope I guess you could say so I figured that I would do a little something crazy. But what to do you know I mean something so unlike me is what I wanted to try out. Well the domination thing has always got me kind of randy so I figured why not go for the whole setup. So on went the black leather pants, black leather vest and of course you have to have the whip and hand cuffs I mean this is all about domination right? So I decided why not show the one pic that I have from that night just to show you people that I'm not all talk and no do and that I do have a wild side to me. I must also add that I turn myself on with this picture I do look pretty hot if I say so myself and I hope that you all enjoy this pic of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/1600/lego%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/lego%20me.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did you think pretty racy huh????? He he he he did you really think I would do such a dirty thing? Don't forget I'm very innocent and pure he he he he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112980808769190802?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112980808769190802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112980808769190802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112980808769190802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112980808769190802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/10/dungeon-dave.html' title='Dungeon Dave'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112972295638727355</id><published>2005-10-19T08:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T08:07:53.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bathroom</title><content type='html'>Well my friend &lt;a href="http://scottyboi311.blogspot.com/"&gt;Scotty&lt;/a&gt; posted on his blog today about some dirty public bathrooms shenanigans (spelt right?) that he has experienced in his life time. Now anyone that reads his blog and knows him will tell you right away that he is a dirty pervert!! he he he you know I love you Scotty :-) I'm only kidding with you. (pssstt don't tell him but I'm not kidding he really is a pig). But anyway I digress he told some stories about what has happened to him in public bathroom pertaining to sex. Well it has happened to me twice the first time I was way turned on and the second time I was just freaked out. You know me being all innocent and pure I'm sure you can all understand. Well the first time was in 9th grade while I was attending Hamilton High West and you have to understand I hated gym class with a passion I was never very athletic and my high school was very into sports and the like so I stuck out like a sore thumb. But anyway so this one day I decided to skip gym class and tell them I wanted to go to the nurse so I got the pass and left gym class not really sure what to do. I figured the best place to hide out for the next 20 minutes would be in the upstairs bathroom near the library so I head on into the bathroom into a stall and sit there with my legs up so one one could see me. Well about 15 minutes into skipping class I heard the door open to the bathroom and someone walk in I was horrified I mean no one used this bathroom I figured it would be dead. So I saw through the crack in the door that it was this rather cute stoner with red hair that I had seen in the halls before. He just walks around the bathroom a couple times I figured he was skipping to he didn't know I was in the stall so he goes into the stall next to mine and I hear him drop his pants. I figure he is only going to the bathroom until I hear the unmistakable noise of someone jerking off. I was turned on right way and tried to see through the crack at the back of my stall to see if I could see anything but I couldn't then he starts to curse and yeah that's it that's it yeah all of this saying to himself. He then finishes himself off while cursing how good it feels then cleans himself up and starts to smoke well he walks to the window and notices that he wasn't the only one in the bathroom he looks right at me and I look right back at him through the crack in the door. He says hi to me and then turns and walks out the door I was shocked and turned on that he did this. He never said anything to me ever again and I"m pretty sure that he was a senior so he only had a couple more months to go before he was done. The next time was years later it was probably the summer of 99 and I had talked Mike into going down to Mount Vernon and to Washington for a day trip. I was driving and had to go to the bathroom so I pulled off into a rest area to go now it was rather early in the morning so the normal traffic hadn't started to go through. Mike stayed in the car while I ran into the rest stop I walk up to the urinal to do what I need to do when this really cute guy with red hair (hmmm I just noticed that both times the guy had red hair I wonder what that means) comes right up and used the urinal next to mine. Now I thought that was kind of weird because we where the only one's in there and there was like 20 other urinals that he could have used why the one next to me. Didn't anyone ever tell him the rules about men's room usage you know what I mean like WTF???? Well I"m going and I notice out of the corner of my eye that the guy is looking right at me so I turn to look at him and he has this really big smile on his face and he was cute may I add. Well I was so shocked and freaked out (yes I know just call me Doris Day) that I zipped up washed my hands and practically ran out the door as fast as I could jumped in my car and flew out of the rest area all the while looking into my mirror to see if he was following us. Yes I know that was a bit of over reacting but I was freaked out by this. Well there you go those are the two experiences that I have had with bathroom sex. Yes I know not the most exciting but hey they are my stories anyway. So what has happened to you in a bathroom????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112972295638727355?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112972295638727355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112972295638727355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112972295638727355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112972295638727355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/10/bathroom.html' title='The Bathroom'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112963614390305020</id><published>2005-10-18T08:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T08:28:48.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No No It Can't Be</title><content type='html'>Well this morning started out well I suppose until I looked through the comments to my post on Sam Jones and noticed that &lt;a href="http://www.ticon.net/%7Egateman/page01.html"&gt;Lakeman From Wisconsin&lt;/a&gt; left me a comment with a link to see what Sam Jones looks like now and I was all excited woohoooo I'll be able to see how well he held up. Well he didn't hold up so well I guess you could say or hey on a bright side maybe that just isn't a good picture of him hmmm I hope so but I saw a small picture of what he looks like now yesterday while doing a search and I wasn't impressed I was hopping that was a bad picture to but now I have two of them that are bad. I mean please don't get me wrong he isn't horrible looking but all the cuteness that I saw in his younger days is gone now he just has a rougher look. Hmmm that sounds mean doesn't it? I mean I guess he is still cute but wow in the 70's and 80's he was way freaking hot I must say and I'm still enjoying those naked pics of him he he he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to another note of interest I was wondering I was reading &lt;a href="http://walkersmile.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jamie's blog&lt;/a&gt; yesterday and he had asked everyone that read him to leave a comment just so he could see all the people that read him. So I was wondering if all you lovely people in blogland could just leave me a comment to just say Hi just so I can see who's out there. And if you do I'll post a naked picture of &lt;a href="http://walkersmile.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jamie&lt;/a&gt; on my blog as a gift for you all to see.   Psstttt don't tell &lt;a href="http://leftfletch.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brian&lt;/a&gt; his boyfriend about this picture he may get a bit upset that I have this picture.   Pssttt 2  Don't tell &lt;a href="http://walkersmile.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jamie&lt;/a&gt; either he doesn't know I have the picture either he he he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok adding this I saw this little test on Scotty's Blog and thought it was pretty cute so i figured that I would do the test so here is what it said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#f88b8b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 50% Boyish and 50% Girlish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#a7ceff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes.&lt;br /&gt;You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them.&lt;br /&gt;You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howboyishorgirlishareyouquiz/"&gt;How Boyish or Girlish Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woooohooo I'm in the middle see I knew I had a lot of butchness in me ha ha ha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112963614390305020?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112963614390305020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112963614390305020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112963614390305020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112963614390305020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/10/no-no-it-cant-be.html' title='No No It Can&apos;t Be'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112955959930116445</id><published>2005-10-17T10:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T10:39:30.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OMFG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/1600/sam-jones-sexy-00013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/sam-jones-sexy-00013.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG Mikey sent me this link to &lt;a href="http://www.vipgalleries.net/gallery/sam-jones-nude/sam-jones-sexy11.html"&gt;naked pictures of Sam Jones&lt;/a&gt; the guy that played Flash Gorden and he has a very very nice endowment you could say here's the link go and check him just click on highlight above. Now the picture that I have posted above is one of the only one's that doesn't show full frontal I figured I wouldn't post one of those I would go with the PG-13 shot he he. Holy crap isn't he nice looking grrrrrr boy the fun I could have with that grrrrrrrrr. I had such a crush on him when I was young and after seeing these pictures my interest is renewed I wonder what he looks like after all these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112955959930116445?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112955959930116445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112955959930116445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112955959930116445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112955959930116445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/10/omfg.html' title='OMFG'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112954988834852589</id><published>2005-10-17T08:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T08:16:25.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Monday</title><content type='html'>Ok I'm freaking tired as hell I tell you yesterday I went with Roseanne and Wayne to an auction down in South Jersey and I had to be a there house by 7 so I had to get up at 6:20 to make it there on time. Now don't get me wrong I get up 5:30 every week day but on Sunday I like to sleep in a little. That auction was pretty cool I got an old mirror that the price tag of $238 was still on it from the antique dealer that dropped it off there wanted ummm I paid $7.50 he he he. Then I got a antique dinningroom table in walnut with 2 pedestal legs the branch out into 3 legs each I love it. Oh yeah and I got this other pictures of fruit it's hard to explain but its' pretty cool looking. We got back to there house around 2:00 but I helped them unload the van and we talked for a while so I didn't get home till 3:30 then had to unload my car. Take the old table apart put that in the garage then bring in the new table polish every piece of it and then put it together and polish the top and sides of the table. After that I worked on the one picture I got taking it apart and cleaning the whole thing and then putting it back together and hanging it in the kitchen. After that I was about ready to pass the hell out so I got a shower had dinner and chilled till about 9 and then headed up to bed for some much needed sleep. Now I"m here half asleep and wishing that I was home right now. I so hope this work day moves nice and fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey on a couple happy notes Guess whose birthday it is today.  It's &lt;a href="http://leftfletch.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mister Brians&lt;/a&gt; Birthday so a VERY VERY HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU MISTER BRIAN WOOOHHHHHOOOOOOO. So everyone pop over to his blog and wish him a very Happy Birthday.  Also it was &lt;a href="http://www.sangroncito.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sangroncito's&lt;/a&gt; Birthday this weekend so a VERY VERY HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU TO SANGRONCITO WOOOHOOOOOO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112954988834852589?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112954988834852589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112954988834852589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112954988834852589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112954988834852589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/10/monday-monday.html' title='Monday Monday'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112929056506496082</id><published>2005-10-14T07:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T07:55:04.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Friday</title><content type='html'>Well finally it is Friday it's about time don't you think? Well last night we went to an antique auction and I got a couple things one is an old 1930's Deco Lane Cedar Chest Salesman's Sample it's pretty cool and then I got an old print and some type of Certificate from the 1800's I already hung up the pictures I didn't pay much for any of this stuff I think the reason on one bid on the French print is because it looked new the frame was old but the print looked in really good condition and there was a ugly brown mat on it well when I got home I took it apart to find out it is really a rather old print :-) I tossed the mat and cleaned up the frame and the old glass and hung it up already I should have taken pictures of them. I would tell you want the name of the print is but it is all in French so I'm lost. Tonight if I have time I'm going to do some investigation online to find out something on it. I forgot what the name of the certificate is but it really is pretty with art work on it and a seal of some sort we got home around 10 last night and I cleaned up the to pictures and hung them up but by then it was after 11 so I'm pretty tired today I even got up late grrrrr which sucks butt but I couldn't get myself out of bed. I hope you guys like those recipe's from yesterday from your comments I think everyone was pretty happy with them he he. Yeah blueberries in a apple pie are so good it is to the point that I don't like an apply pie with out them in it. Daphne mentioned Peach pie with blueberries I just may have to try that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112929056506496082?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112929056506496082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112929056506496082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112929056506496082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112929056506496082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/10/finally-friday.html' title='Finally Friday'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112920455499335437</id><published>2005-10-13T08:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T08:06:07.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Recipe's</title><content type='html'>Ok finally I remembered to bring in the two recipe's that I have been asked for Pie Crust mmm and Pumpkin Bread. These are all from my mom and she has been using them for years and years as far back as I can remember and they are very very good so give them a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pie Crust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 2/3 cups flour&lt;br /&gt;1 cup Crisco&lt;br /&gt;9 tablespoons cold water&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's it for the crust I use my dough hook on my Kitchen Aid being that you really don't want to touch the dough with your hands being that the warmth from your hands will start to melt the Crisco. After it is all mixed together separate it into 2 and put it in the refrig until your filling is all ready to go. Now this crust is for a 9 inch pie plate it will give you the top and bottom crust I hope you enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I wasn't asked for this part but this is my mom's apple pie and I so love this pie it's the greatest. Just use the crust from above and then do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 large apples or 8 med.&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon grated nutmeg (I always use fresh)&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup flour&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cups blueberries (mmmm)&lt;br /&gt;1 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now with the apples I always cut then into small wedges then mix everything together with my hands in a bowl that will start the sugar to melt a bit and with the juice from the blueberries you'll have a nice coating on the apples. Speaking of apples my mom always used Granny Smith and that's what I also use but you could use a Cortland they are also good. Ok now take your crust out of the refrig and take one of the sections you made and put it down on a floured surface so you can roll it out then put the rolled out section into a 9 inch buttered pie plate. Next put all your apple mix into crust and put about 2 tablespoons of butter on top of the apples. Now roll out the next section of pie crust and put it on top of the apples and crimp the edges all around the pie. With a fork poke some holes in the top crust to let the steam out spread some condensed milk on top of the pie and then sprinkle some sugar on the top. Now for the baking your oven temp you are going to start with is 425 but before you put the pie in take some foil and cover the edges of the pie so they don't burn. One more thing make sure you put something under the pie plate while it is in the oven I use a Pie ring being that the juices start to seep out of the pie and trust me once it hits the bottom of your oven it will turn to cement. Ok you have that done now put the pie in the oven at 425 for 15 minutes. After the first 15 minutes reduce the oven temp to 400 for 45 to 50 minutes and during the last 20 minutes of baking time take the foil off the pie. At the end of the cooking time check your pie and make sure it is nice and brown on top if not let it cook a little longer till you feel it is dark enough. Enjoy the pie and let me know how it turns out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now we have the recipe for Pumpkin Bread:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 cups sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon nutmeg&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoons baking soda&lt;br /&gt;3 1/2 cups flour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sift dry ingredients together for about 4 minutes to get them nice and combined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 cup oil&lt;br /&gt;2/3 cup water&lt;br /&gt;2 cups canned pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;4 eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix and add to the dry ingredient and mix that all together now add 1 cup chopped pecans you could use walnuts but I think a pecan just tastes better also add 1 cup raisins if you want to I usually add just under a cup of raisins. Now pour the batter evenly into 2 greased and floured loaf pans and bake in a 350 degree oven for an hour or until done. To make sure they are done use a cake tester which is a long piece of wire that you stick into the cake and pull out if it comes out clean the bread is done but if it comes out with batter on it then it isn't' done. I have found that I sometimes have to cook them for an extra half hour so test it after the first hour and see how they are coming. After they are done baking remove them from the oven to cool when cool enough remove them from the loaf pans and put them on a cooling rack until they are finished cooling and ready to slice and eat. What I do is slice both loaves and then wrap each piece in plastic wrap and put them in freezer bags and take out a piece as I want one it will last you longer that way. Now go out there and get the stuff to make Pumpkin Bread and let me know how it comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go I hope you enjoyed my mom's recipe's as much as I do she is a fabulous cook and baker she really is no mater what she is making it always comes out wonderful. Thanks Mom for the great food all these years and all the love and support you have shown me I love you mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112920455499335437?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112920455499335437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112920455499335437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112920455499335437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112920455499335437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/10/recipes.html' title='Recipe&apos;s'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112911990665364722</id><published>2005-10-12T08:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T08:25:06.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Alive It's Alive</title><content type='html'>Well after several times working on my grandfather clock I finally got it up and running last night woohoooooo. A couple more adjustments and I got the chime lined up correct and it has been running ever since. This morning it was 4 minutes fast so I turned it back this morning and tonight when I get home I'll adjust the pendulum so that it will hold the right time woohooooo. Then I worked on a cuckoo clock and got that up and running much to Mikeys displeasure he he he. But that's not for me I'm taking it to Roseanne's shoppe and she is going to sell it. I guess I am pretty good at working on clocks so that is pretty cool I'm happy. Well this is a short post because I have to go and work in the warehouse today grrr oh well. OH yeah I got my new work computer yesterday it has a DVD player and a DVD copier on it he hehe I think that will come in pretty handy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112911990665364722?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112911990665364722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112911990665364722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112911990665364722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112911990665364722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-alive-its-alive.html' title='It&apos;s Alive It&apos;s Alive'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112903317706124020</id><published>2005-10-11T08:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T08:32:58.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another WTF Moment</title><content type='html'>Ok I was reading the other week on Savage Love about this Straight guy?? that was talking online with this girl??? and the girl was telling him how she loved to give head and have lots of anal sex to which this guy was all excited about. So they decide to meet up one night at a bar or something like that and while the guy is waiting for this anal&amp;head girl to show up he gets a call on his cell phone telling him that she?? wants him to come to her apartment so he agrees because you know he's all horny and looking forward to some no name no strings sex with head&amp;amp;anal girl. Ok so he goes to her apt and all the lights are off for the most part and it is all dimly lit he hears her talking from the other room telling him that she is really shy so just to take off his clothes and get on the bed so he is thinking how odd this whole thing and he decides to leave. (ok now let me state at this point he's just asking for trouble right?? who in there right mind would walk right into this kind of thing??? I would hear Trouble with a capital T from the start you know it just sounds fishy to me. I think this calls for a BIG WTF say it with me WTF) Anyway so you would think he was done with this girl am I right??? WRONG he then gets curious and IM's her and they start talking again and she?? as in head&amp;anal girl is all like well we could do it again just come to my apartment and we'll have sex. And of course being the stupid horny straight guy (I think bi curious) he heads on over to yet again a dimly lit apartment takes off his clothes and gets onto the bed. At this point the head&amp;amp;anal girl comes out of the bathroom with a towel around her???? head (yeah I know I know but keep reading) comes over to the guy who is already hard and goes down on him giving him really good head. So he then says that at the time he was just trying to think of anything possible so he could get off in her mouth and get out the door??? (ok let me just state WTF ok back to the story) Well why he isn't paying attention (umm how is that possible WTF) and before he knows it she??? swings around and sits on his dick (yup you got it right up the old fudge way I mean she is head&amp;anal girl right) and she starts to ride him. Ok one more time how the hell does it happen before he knows it??? WTF it isn't like you can just swing and hop to get into that position not to mention I don't care how many times you have had something up there it doesn't go in that easy and fast so there is no way he would not have known what the hell she?? was doing. Well at this point he shoves her off of him as he says and grabs his clothes and runs for the door and leave. Now he goes on to say that he is in therapy now because he realizes that he just had guy going down on him and is also afraid that he may have AIDS and he doesn't know if he should press charges against head&amp;amp;anal girl. WTF is wrong with this guy are you telling me that he was so stupid that he didn't think anything like this could happen. I mean WTF the whole freaking thing was weird from the start but he didn't seem to care at all because he was so stupid in thinking this was a girl when it was more likely to be a GUY you stupid ass. WTF where you thinking?? He walked right into this thing with his eyes wide open he was just thinking with his dick and didn't care where he stuck it at the time he just wanted it in something. I'm so willing to bet that he was more then fine with this whole thing and had a very good idea that this was a guy the whole freaking time but he was horny and didn't care. Then after he came it was a different story it then hit him OMFG I just had my dick up another guy ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Well you know what loser don't even try to cry RAPE you where all for this and even after you left the first time you IM'ed the girl?? back to set up another time WTF is wrong with you dumb ass? I feel it is an insult to real rape victims that you would even try to compare what happened to you ass head to what these other poor people have gone through WTF is wrong with you?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for any gay guy to do this is just stupid you dumb ass WTF is wrong with you for trying to do something like this? Yeah thanks a lot for making another person think that we are just out to change everyone into homos you stupid freak! I mean it's bad enough that some stupid people think we are trying to trick all the straight men in the world into playing with our pee pees you freak of nature. WTF is wrong with you! So stick to the Straight curious men you ass heads and leave the stupid ones that just think with there dumb sticks alone. I just can't understand the thinking behind this WTF is wrong with you when you feel the need to trick someone into sex? I mean WTF man please someone try and make me understand why you would want to do something like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112903317706124020?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112903317706124020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112903317706124020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112903317706124020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112903317706124020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/10/another-wtf-moment.html' title='Another WTF Moment'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112894537717819784</id><published>2005-10-10T07:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T07:56:17.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Columbus Day</title><content type='html'>Well here we are another Monday to go through witch (yes I ment to spell it that way) means we have another week to go before the weekend. So how was everyone's weekend mine was pretty cool Saturday I ended up staying at Roseanne's shop till closing around 3 so that was nice I love being at the shop and working and all that stuff. Only problem Saturday at the shop was someone hit my car in the parking lot grrrrr they hit the rear right part of the bumper grrrrrr I told him to hand over $300 or I"m involving the insurance companies so he gave it to me. Sunday we did some antique shopping witch is always nice I found a crystal chandelier that I really wanted and it was a great deal to only $90 they are usually around $250-$300 but I really have no where to put it so I passed on it not to mention one of the cups for the one light was broken so I would have to replace that witch wouldn't be hard but I have no where to put it. Yes I should have bought it and I'm kicking myself for not buying it Hello I mean it was an antique Crystal Chandelier why in gay hell didn't I buy it grrr I'm rather angry at myself now that I think about it!!! Well it is finally chilly here in New Jersey so I'm now back to wearing jeans and boots I love boots I usually wear them all winter long and have a nice selection of different ones that I wear. Oh yeah I did some much needed clothes shopping on Friday afternoon I got a couple shirts and a pair on jeans I love everything that I got. As a matter of fact I'm wearing one of the shirts now it's an Izod polo shirt I really like it and it feels good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112894537717819784?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112894537717819784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112894537717819784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112894537717819784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112894537717819784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-columbus-day.html' title='Happy Columbus Day'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112868244060574494</id><published>2005-10-07T06:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T06:54:00.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Larry</title><content type='html'>Well tomorrow October 8 is our handsome little lemmings birthday woohooooooo HAPPY BIRTHDAY LARRY!!!!!!! I hope you have a good birthday Larry and you get the things that you want. So if you have a chance why not pop over to &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.lovelemming.blogspot.com"&gt;Larry's Blog&lt;/a&gt; and wish him a happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112868244060574494?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112868244060574494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112868244060574494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112868244060574494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112868244060574494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-birthday-larry.html' title='Happy Birthday Larry'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112861954497566076</id><published>2005-10-06T13:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T13:43:18.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty &amp; Love</title><content type='html'>Beauty:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so hard to see the beauty in ourselves that other see? Why do we see ourselves as less then others see us as?  I mean I know why I feel the way I feel about myself it has to do with what I went through as a child and that really does have an effect on me and I"m trying to get by that with the help of my friends.  Why can't we just be happy with the way we are?  Why must we feel the need to be slimmer, larger, more muscle, younger, etc etc. I understand that beauty is what most people say makes the world go around but you know what I say makes the world go around?  Love that's what makes the world go around Love.  But still beauty plays a big role with things and with one's self.  The way we see ourselves is very important it effects all other places of our lives and how we interact with people.  Maybe we really need to just look in the mirror and say "HEY YOU REALLY ARE CUTE AND SEXY YEAH FOR ME".  I think that is a good idea what do you guys think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a powerful word I mean I can't think of another word in the whole world that has more power then that.  Love has cause men and women to destroy them selves it has caused businesses to fail Love has torn families apart.  Sometimes the nicest thing to say to someone is 3 simple little words I LOVE YOU those words can do so many things.  To know that someone honestly and truly Loves you is the greatest feeling in the world it makes you feel like you could fly or climb the highest mountain.  One of the hardest things to live through is the loss of Love or to live with out Love or to even not know what Love is or to feel it's warmth around you.  Love isn't easy to find and it's hard to hold onto at times but it is worth more then all the gold in the world.  So please if you are ever lucky enough to find Love keep it close to your heart and make sure that person knows how much you do Love them.  Because one day all that could be gone and all you are left with is a hole a burning hole in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112861954497566076?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112861954497566076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112861954497566076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112861954497566076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112861954497566076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/10/beauty-love.html' title='Beauty &amp; Love'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112859958209175082</id><published>2005-10-06T08:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T08:03:37.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Is Bugging Me And LOST WOOHOO</title><content type='html'>Well I know I promised to bring in those recipe's but I forgot he he sorry about that.  In the mornings I have so much running through my head that I usually forget something and today that was what I forgot I'll try to remember them tomorrow or perhaps when I get home I can post them.  Please forgive me I really am sorry about that is there anything I could do to make up for it?  :-)  Ok I just want to talk about the post I made on Tuesday What Is A Friend ok it was brought to my attention that some people thought it was about them and that someone had told told to check it out that it was about them well guess what??  IT WASN'T I was just posting my thoughts on the subject I wasn't talking about anyone from the land of BLOG and I hope that no one else really took it that way or tried to use that post to start trouble of any kind.  And of course someone did try to use that post to drag me into the middle of something and I'm not to happy about that at all.  It was a post from my heart and about my feelings and the things I have gone through in my life much like the rest of my posts and to have someone try to use that to there own advantage really frosts my cookies (meaning pisses me off!!!).  Now if the person or persons who tried to use my post to start trouble please step forward and explain yourself I just want to know who you are and why you did that.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok enough of that how about LOST last night was it not freaking wonderful.  What did you think of my man Matthew Fox wasn't he just dreamy last night ohhhhh  I LOVE YOU MATTHEW XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO.  One day we will be together and make sweet sweet love  just promise me you will keep the scruff its way hot and yummy with a spoon :-).  I personally think that that whole Swan outpost was made up as a test to see if the person/persons would on fear of the unknown keep putting in those numbers.  I really don't think anything would happen at all if they didn't put the numbers in.  And I think my man Jack was right when he said the quarantine mark on the door was just there to keep them scared.  And I bet what's in those bottles is nothing but water or something of the like.  So what's your thought on the other suvivors from the tail section they seem to have gone a little nuts why do you think that?  Maybe it is because of the OTHERS maybe they are just protecting themselves.  Michelle Rodriguez girl you are looking hot and strong two thumbs up to you I must admit ever since I heard that you would be on the show I have been looking forward to it.  And so far you have only really been in the one episode and I'm liking your part already I'm looking forward to seeing how this plays out.  I'm thinking that something is going to happen with her and Jack I mean they so had something going on in that bar you could see that they clicked right off the bat.  But where does that leave Jack/Kate I mean I love me some Kate/Evie you know and I want them to be together but I don't know something about a Jack/Anna thing sounds good too we'll just have to wait and see I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112859958209175082?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112859958209175082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112859958209175082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112859958209175082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112859958209175082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/10/something-is-bugging-me-and-lost.html' title='Something Is Bugging Me And LOST WOOHOO'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112851356158829291</id><published>2005-10-05T07:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T07:59:21.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Means Time To Make Pumpkin Bread</title><content type='html'>Well being that it is October 5 already and FALL is here I made Pumpkin Bread last night.  I remember being little and my mom baking like crazy in the kitchen she can bake anything and it will always come out great.  I try to be like her with baking but I am just not as good as she is I try and I will keep trying. If you want a good dessert well Carol Higgins is the person to go to.  I remember the Pumpkin Bread she use to make this time of year the whole house would smell so good with the smell of the bread baking in the oven. Then she would take it out after about 1 hour and 15 minutes and let it cool then slice it up and put cream cheese on it and then slice each piece into quarters and give them to me to eat mmmm I can't tell you how good it was with pecans and raisins in it.  Now I'm not a big raisin fan I usually don't like them but in Pumpkin Bread they are so freaking good.  So every year about this time I have to make a couple loaves I don't put in the full cup of Raisins it calls for but it always comes out so good.  I then cut each of the two loaves up and wrap each piece up and freeze it mmm it's so freaking good.  Not to mention the house smells so good all night after I bake them.  So as you can guess that is what I did last night I even pulled out my antique Sunbeam MixMaster to do all the mixing I felt in a vintage mood.  I have a new Kitchen Aid ultra power mixer but sometimes I just like to use my 1940's Sunbeam.  So there I am in the kitchen all smiles and humming while making my Pumpkin Bread I really enjoyed baking last night.  I still haven't had a piece but I'll have some tonight being that last night right after they came out of the oven I headed over to Roseanne's house to work on some clocks she got for the shoppe.  She got 5 antique clocks and I already got 2 of them working so I was happy with that I didn't get to bed till after 11 which is late for me but it was worth it.    Well that's it for now I'll post something else later today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112851356158829291?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112851356158829291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112851356158829291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112851356158829291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112851356158829291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/10/fall-means-time-to-make-pumpkin-bread.html' title='Fall Means Time To Make Pumpkin Bread'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112843081702523149</id><published>2005-10-04T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T09:00:17.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is A Friend</title><content type='html'>Ok my question is what is a friend suppose to be?  To me a friend is someone that is always there for you be it just to talk to or to do things with or to help out when needed.  There is pretty much nothing that I will not do to help out a friend I try to always be there for them physically to help out when needed or an ear to talk to if needed.  Now along with friendship comes times when you think you need to help a friend or someone that you consider a friend out.  But you aren't sure if you should step in to help or to give advice what if they really don't want that help but they seem to be needing it.  When do you know when to just shut up and keep to yourself?  This is a line that I have a problem with I mean if I see a friend in need I want to help I hate to see people in trouble or unable to do something because of pain and I want to do something about it but should I really?  Should I try to help someone fix something in there lives be it mental or physical?  There have been times when I have told myself forget it I'm not helping anyone again no good deed goes unpunished right?  But then once again I see someone in need and my heart goes out to them and I help out.  I know that I have been taken advantage of many times because I always try to help out and even when someone tells me that I still am like well you know they are my friend so I need to help out.  I don't see it till it is to late that you know what hey I was taken advantage of what the hell was that all about.  That is usually when it kicks in that hello that's it no more helping people at all I'm done with that.  There have been times that I have tried to help out and have been ignored and I'm like jeepers what was that all about I was just trying to help out.  Maybe I just have the wrong idea as to what a friend is maybe it's my problem.  I'm not sure but I know one thing this subject is making my head hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112843081702523149?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112843081702523149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112843081702523149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112843081702523149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112843081702523149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-is-friend.html' title='What Is A Friend'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112835794380105172</id><published>2005-10-03T12:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T12:45:43.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>Very tired today this weekend was very busy and I didn't get much sleep and now it is catching up with me.  I am late posting today because I have been playing catch up all morning and I had to fill in for someone that was out this morning.  A friend of mine is having his birthday soon and I asked him what he would like for his birthday I wonder what it is going to be??  I'm pretty much brain dead today so I'm sorry this isn't a better post it kind of sucks really I promise to post something interesting tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering how Brian and Jamie are doing with the passing of Brian's Grandmom I hope all is well with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112835794380105172?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112835794380105172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112835794380105172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112835794380105172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112835794380105172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/10/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112807988025072678</id><published>2005-09-30T07:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T07:32:05.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Friday</title><content type='html'>Ok I should explain yesterdays post. But first I want to tell you thank you for the comments you left me they really helped me so Thank You :-)  I was 7 the earliest time I can remember him touching me I may have been younger.  He was my Nanny's second husband Johnny he was a rather dirty man that she only married after dating him a month in the 60s.  My mother always hated him as did the rest of the family.  My father never had much time for me or my sister for that mater he was always more interested in his friends.  But Johnny or poppop as I called him showed interest in me he would play games with me and make things with me I was really close to him I didn't know the horrible things he had done to my sister or that he beat my nanny I didn't know these things.  I mean I was only a little kid and that stuff isn't something I would have though about.  To me he was this wonderful older man that showed me attention and he was interested in things I did.  He would take me on long walks to see the horses that where at the ranch down the road from there house.  I mean really he was nice to me in a way that I needed you know to have some kind of male influence.  But then it started he took advantage of me like he did to my sister years before but I dealt with it I thought I had to it was all part of the game I suppose.  It all stopped after my nanny died he tried to do it again once when I was around 13 he took me for a bike ride and told me that in the middle of this field you could see the deer eating so I was all interested in seeing the deer.  But about half way through the field we where riding through something inside of me clicked and told me to turn around fast and peddle right back to the house as fast as I could and I did I never questioned that voice at all.  After that nothing ever happened again ever.  He died a couple years ago much hated by the whole family he had no one but my mom being the good person she is took care of him all the years after my nanny died.  I mean who else was going to do it my mom was stuck with him because my nanny had to marry him.  I cried when I heard that he had died I was the only one who did much to the shock of my sister who still doesn't understand why I cried.  But mom and Mike do they know that even though he did those horrible things to me that he held the place in my childhood that my father should have.  I have separated the two parts of Johnny in my head the good part that did all those nice things and trust me there where a lot of them. And the evil monster that he was and trust me on this he was a evil horrible man too.  I forgive him for what he did I'm not sure why I do but I do does that make sense that I should forgive him for the horrible things he did to me.  I believe that he showed me how to be strong and now I know I can pretty much deal with anything head on and live to tell the tale so to speak.  I haven't been to the grave since he died I have no reason to I guess none of us have been back so I'm not even sure his death year was placed on the stone.  I just wanted to say Thank You to him for the things she showed me.  I also wanted to tell him that I remember those things he did to me in the woods down in Jackson NJ between those dam pine trees.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112807988025072678?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112807988025072678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112807988025072678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112807988025072678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112807988025072678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/finally-friday.html' title='Finally Friday'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112799742786542591</id><published>2005-09-29T08:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T08:46:11.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You??</title><content type='html'>Thank You for taking an interest&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for showing a little kid that is ignored by his father that there is an older man that would be interested in the things he is&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for showing me how to work on things and how power tools worked&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for telling me I could build a tree house if I wanted to&lt;br /&gt;Thank You f..... NO I don't want to go in the woods again please don't make me&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for fixing my broken toys&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for helping me to try and catch a bunny to keep for a pet&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for taking me fishing when my father was more interested in his friends&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for filling up that wash tub on hot days so I could play in the water&lt;br /&gt;Thank Y.. NO not again I don't want to touch it Where's my mommy&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for showing me how fun it was to explore&lt;br /&gt;Thank you ... I hate these woods and those dam Pine Trees Not again PLEASE&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for leaving my sister alone and not making her do this anymore&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for not hitting my nanny anymore&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for taking me all the way out in the middle of that field to show me the deer you said was out there but we both know there where no deer&lt;br /&gt;Thank ME for knowing not to go any farther and turn around and peddle away from you the fastest as my little legs could go&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the walks to see the horses down the road&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for fixing my new big wheel for me &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for play with my race cars at Christmas that my father couldn't be bothered with&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for helping mom get the ticks off my legs that some how got all the way up to my underwear even though I had on long pants when you took me into the woods&lt;br /&gt;Thank you??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112799742786542591?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112799742786542591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112799742786542591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112799742786542591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112799742786542591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/thank-you.html' title='Thank You??'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112791612378098781</id><published>2005-09-28T10:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T10:18:22.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 2 For Today:  23rd Post Meme</title><content type='html'>Here is how it works:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Delve into your blog archive.&lt;br /&gt;2. Find you 23rd post (or closest to).&lt;br /&gt;3. Find the fifth sentence (or closest to).&lt;br /&gt;4. Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions.&lt;br /&gt;5. Tag five people to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the sentence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a matter of fact Mike went for me right after they started to take pre-orders and pre-ordered my copy for me wohooooo I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was accually 2 posts before the 23 being that on the 23 and the one's before and after are pictures that I posted.  This was about the next Harry Potter Book 6 I was excited about it coming out as most of you would remember he he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now if any of you lovely readers would like to do this meme just do as the instructions say and there you go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112791612378098781?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112791612378098781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112791612378098781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112791612378098781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112791612378098781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/post-2-for-today-23rd-post-meme.html' title='Post 2 For Today:  23rd Post Meme'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112791418327276479</id><published>2005-09-28T09:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T09:34:37.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mean People Suck!!</title><content type='html'>Well my head is getting ready to split open soon I took something for it hopefully it will work.  If not then there is going to be a big mess in my cube.  Well I'm the only one in the office today everyone else is working in the other building so this is going to be a busy day again today but I'm cool with that.  I would rather be here then there so I'm cool yesterday when I got home after working some overtime I was about ready to pass out it takes alot out of me and I'm tired to begin with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today is Why Wednesday as Foxy says so my Why for today is Why are people so mean?  I mean come on I thought we as adults are suppose to be over this whole be mean to each other thing.  I'll be the first to say that in school kids are little bastards that feel the need to pick on eachother.  So why is it that we still have to do it after we become adults?  I understand the joking and stuff but why do people have to get mean and angry you know.  So what's your thoughts on this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112791418327276479?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112791418327276479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112791418327276479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112791418327276479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112791418327276479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/mean-people-suck.html' title='Mean People Suck!!'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112785145256745938</id><published>2005-09-27T16:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T16:07:59.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OMFG</title><content type='html'>Ok Now you know how I feel about Mathew Fox and Sean Bean right??  Well of course you do I mean hello look at these two boys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/1600/fox1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/fox1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/1600/sean1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/sean1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now after looking at the hotness that is Sean Bean and Matthew Fox I have come to the conclusion that if I could be gang raped by both Sean and Matthew at the same time I was die a happy happy happy happy gay man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112785145256745938?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112785145256745938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112785145256745938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112785145256745938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112785145256745938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/omfg.html' title='OMFG'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112782257774550353</id><published>2005-09-27T08:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T08:03:44.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Only Tuesday UGH!!</title><content type='html'>Well last night Mike and I went to Red Robin and had yummy yummy Nachos mmmm they are soo good but you have to order the old style because the new style is just gross. And then I had the Royal Red Robin Burger mmmmmm it has a fried egg on it mmmmmm yeah I know I'm on a diet and I shouldn't be eating that kind of stuff but you know what it was so freaking good it was orgasmicly good. But hey I did have a Diet Coke with it instead of a beer which is what I usually have when there a Big 25 oz Miller Lite mmmm I could go for one right now I think today is going to be one of those days you know the kind where a beer is the only thing that can help but I have to be good so no beer. Then we stopped at Best Buy so I could get the Cass Elliot CD that I wanted but they didn't' have it so I got The Momma's &amp;amp; The Poppa's CD that had the song I wanted on it and it's a really good CD. I also got Rihanna's new CD and it's also pretty good last night I listened to it in the car on the way home and wasn't happy at all with it but I'm sitting here now listening to it and it's pretty good. Next was Donna Summer's Hit's album it's really good but of course Donna Summer is great how could you think it wouldn't be. Lastly I picked up The Transporter on DVD very good movie I highly recommend it if you haven't seen it. Then home to do some repair stuff around the house clean some stuff I got from my aunt then off to bed. Well that was my night in a nut shell yes I know not the most interesting but hey it is was it is right? Perhaps my brain is going stale that's why my posts aren't interesting anymore hmmm well at least that is how I feel about it oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112782257774550353?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112782257774550353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112782257774550353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112782257774550353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112782257774550353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/only-tuesday-ugh.html' title='Only Tuesday UGH!!'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112773374280457880</id><published>2005-09-26T07:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T07:22:22.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Me?</title><content type='html'>Ok I have been pretty busy since Thursday night so I haven't been able to blog at all which sucks butt may I add. Well Friday I ended up working in the other building all morning and then had to play catch up with my normal work and then had to go to a doctors appt. After that it was over to Roseanne's shop to help get ready for the anniversary Party being that it was 2 years that she has now been open so we had to make about 250 little sandwiches an 20 pounds of potato salad, deviled eggs and then of course soda and stuff. Suprising enough making 250 little sandwiches didn't take as long as first thought so that was cool. Saturday morning we had to get up a bit earlier then normal so we could get over to the shop and get everything put out and ready and by the time we left the shop to head down to my aunts house the shop was pretty much packed full and I'm happy to say that she made a good amount of money :-) woohoooo. Then down to my aunts house to help her pack for her move and do some pricing for the stuff that she will be selling at her yard sale next Saturday that took pretty much the rest of the day. My mom bought a new computer desk from her and some other things so when we left there we went to my mom's house to move everything around and change the computer from one desk to the other and all that happy stuff. Sunday just the normal stuff I got the parts in for my Grandfather clock and put that all together but the problem is that it sat for so long not working it is giving me a little problem working I'll have to take it back apart and get the oil all worked into it. Then off to my nieces soccer game then some running around doing the shopping thing then home to rest so all in all it was a pretty busy weekend and I'm still pretty tired from it. Tonight I have some moving around to do in the basement so I can put some stuff down there and I have to polish and clean a piece of furniture that my aunt gave me. OH yeah last night watched the new episode of Charmed and I must say I wasn't that impressed I mean the whole story line that they are hiding themselves and they don't want to fight demons I admit is really stupid to me. Not to mention this stupid thing with the government being onto them (hello that is a bit to much like that stupid season of buffy that pretty much was the government dealing with demons and crap that was the only season I hated) So what the hell is up with show writers that they feel the need to make the government part of magic it's stupid. Not to mention the girls have all these powers and yet they always complain about what they do WTF I mean get the hell over it right. Not to mention if they have so much power that they can make new identities for themselves why can't they just make people forget about them?? Yeah that's my thought to. Now onto Desperate Housewives that episode was great I loved the whole show it was just great. Now who do you think is chained in the basement could if be there father or the grandmother she was talking about? Oh well I have to get some work done and cruise some blogs to see how you guys are doing so bye for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112773374280457880?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112773374280457880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112773374280457880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112773374280457880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112773374280457880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/miss-me.html' title='Miss Me?'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112738973393884603</id><published>2005-09-22T07:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T07:55:43.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LOST</title><content type='html'>Ok who watched LOST last night???? OMG wasn't that a great episode? I mean I wasn't happy with the 8 to 9 show that they put on I mean yes it brought you all up to date so to speak but it was pretty much a big waster they should have shown a full 2 hour episode you know. WOW is all I can say for the 9 to 10 show it was great I mean really good and who was surprised to see who was in the hatch????? I was like WTF!!!!!!!!!!! Hmmmm now I'm at a total loss for words!!!! It was Fabulous just fabulous it really was. Mathew Fox was looking totally hot like he always is he is totally slerpible is he not I have this fantasy that I'm held captive by the man in the hatch and Jack comes to save me all sweaty and dirty from the fight to save my life and when we finally escape from the hatch we make sweet love in the jungle where he tells me he would be lost with out me and he has waited his whole life for me and he just couldn't let me go. To which we go back to the caves and one of the other suvivers is a justice of the peace and he marries us right there and we go and find a little cave of our own where everyday he wakes me up to make love and then we go off and skip through the jungle holding hands and of course make love a couple more times each day and we live happily ever after. hmmmmmm That is a great fantasy isn't it I must say now I'm feeling a bit randy hmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm fine perfectly fine :-) So on to another thing about the episode the song they played by Cass Elliot: Make Your Own Kind Of Music I really want that song I came in this morning and tried to look for it but can't find it I only found cuts of it that's all and I have to have the whole song I'm getting the shakes I tell you because I need it. Or could it be from thinking about Mathew Fox???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112738973393884603?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112738973393884603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112738973393884603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112738973393884603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112738973393884603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/lost.html' title='LOST'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112730313000430062</id><published>2005-09-21T07:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T07:45:30.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Fry</title><content type='html'>Well I have good news yesterday at lunch time I managed to find a pair of pink cleats they where not the ones that I wanted but they had pink in them so I was happy with that so I bought them. I was rather relieved to finally find something with pink in her size so I grabbed them right away and ran off to pay for them before someone could steal them from me. Well tonight is weigh in and I found out if I lost anything this week or not so far I'm down 21 pounds to 195 so I"m happy with that but I still have a ways to go 25 to 30 more pounds to lose before I am at the weight that I want to be. Even though when I am down to that weight people tell me I'm way to thin looking but you know what I feel good and my clothes fit right and I'm happy so that is the weight I want to get back down to. My clock parts still haven't come in yet yes I know I only ordered them on Monday but I want them now I don't like to wait for anything at all and this is just driving me nuts. This is why I don't shop online for most things I can't stand the weight I have to have it right now in my hand so I can hug it and love it he he. So right now the clock is standing in the corner all alone not making a sound and that bugs me to no end. When shall these parts arrive when will the waiting end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a pretty short post today my brain is on the verge of deep fry so I'm not really able to come up with anything good to blog about I'm sorry about that hopefully I'll come up with something good and interesting later today. There is something that is bugging the hell out of me it really is but I'll keep that to myself right now. Even know I know that I'll feel better after talking to you guys about it I really think I have to keep quit right now and keep this to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112730313000430062?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112730313000430062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112730313000430062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112730313000430062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112730313000430062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/deep-fry.html' title='Deep Fry'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112722378759438464</id><published>2005-09-20T09:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T09:43:07.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 3 For Today</title><content type='html'>Ok I was over at &lt;a href="http://leftfletch.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brian's Blog&lt;/a&gt; and he mentioned this March that they where having in Washington DC to impeach Bush and being that I can't stand Bush and that Brian is a really good friend of mine that I would also post something about it and ask people to attented. Brian and Jamie may be there but alas I will not be able to come I will be busy with the anniversary party for Roseanne's shop. But really Bush has been a screw up his whole term in office and something needs to be done to get him out and someone that knows what they are doing into office so please I beg of you head to Washington DC and join the march to rally Congress to begin the impeachment process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112722378759438464?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112722378759438464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112722378759438464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112722378759438464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112722378759438464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/post-3-for-today.html' title='Post 3 For Today'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112721896320253273</id><published>2005-09-20T08:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T08:22:51.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 2 for Today 10 Things</title><content type='html'>Ok I saw this list on Ryan's blog and I thought it was a pretty cool meme so I put it on mine.  Now like Ryan said if you want you can do the same on comments or copy it over to your blog and fill in your answers it's up to you guys and gals.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What State was you born in? New Jersey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Where was your Parents born? Mom &amp; Dad - Trenton, New Jersey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Any Brothers or Sisters? 1 Sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Grandparents still alive? No they all passed away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You play any sports? OH GOD NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Closer to your Mom or Dad? My Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Have any pets? Yup 2 Dogs Samantha and Maggie, 2 Cats Hermione &amp; Charlie Bucket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Plan on getting or are you married? Yes as soon as it is legal :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Favorite Actor? Sean Bean mmmmmm he is so freaking yummy with a spoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Favorite talk show host? Ellen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112721896320253273?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112721896320253273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112721896320253273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112721896320253273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112721896320253273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/post-2-for-today-10-things.html' title='Post 2 for Today 10 Things'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112721688093370453</id><published>2005-09-20T08:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T08:03:19.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tale Of The Pink Cleats</title><content type='html'>Ok I love my niece I really really do she thinks I'm the coolest uncle ever and I have to live up to that and that's cool with me and I always plan on holding that title.  So here's my story picture it New Egypt Elementary School Soccer fields Sunday September 18, 2005 There I am sitting in my little seat in the grass looking around as her team is playing checking out all the cute fathers mmmmm talking and cheering Amanda on everything is cool.  Well as I'm watching the ball comes right to where I'm sitting well with the ball comes bunch of 7 year old girls chasing that ball right at me can you say ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.  Luckily I stop the ball right in front of me and the girls manage to stop right before they fall all over me.  So anyway they get ready to throw the ball back in and I notice this one little girl has on the coolest cleats by Nike they are pink and black wow that's pretty cool (being gay of course I'm going to notice something like this).  Then I look over to my niece and what does she have on plain black cleats bobo cleats my I add.  I turn to my sister and ask her what is the mater with her for putting my niece in cheap cleats she should have the pink ones (pink is her favorite color) so when the game is over I ask Amanda would she like a new pair of pink cleats to which she gets all excited and screams yeah yeah.  Ok fast forward to September 19, 2005 3:30 pm as I leave work I think I better go out and get these cleats now. How hard could it be I'll just go to Dick's Sporting Goods (that name is false advertisement and I'm planning on taking legal action!  The first time I went in there all happy and what did I find Sporting Goods grrrrrrrrr  not what I thought)but I digress so I went to Dick's and Sports Authority both in Oxford Valley neither of them had them Dicks only had the black nike one's I wanted pink.  And Sports Authority didn't have her size so the rather cute guy tells me to call back on Sunday they may have more in by that time.  So I head over to Modell's in Hamilton which is about 20 miles from Oxford Valley and they have just the pair I want and I was so excited but they where in a size 1 I needed size 2 and I told the kid that and he says to me well I only have a size 1 will that work HELLO!! (freak I asked for size 2 why would I ask for size 2 if size 1 would work you sir are an ass head here's your sign).  Ok now I'm desperate so I figure ok I'll head up to Quaker Bridge another long hike but it's for my niece so I'll do it.  Well up there I got to another Sports Authority and they are out of her size then over to another Dick's and they don't have pink.  I even called this tiny little store called the Soccer Post and they don't have them either.  So ok I'm defeated right so down and out as I was I figured I would go online and get them that should work right?  WRONG AGAIN no one sells Nike online but www.Nike.com they are the only ones that have Nike shoes online and when I cruised there site they don't have them as a mater of fact I couldn't find kids nike cleats on there site.  So I ask you what the hell am I going to do now I have one more place to try at lunch time Dick's near my work and I know that they will not have them so I'm sure I'm screwed bad.  I can't let my niece down I just can't do that this sucks I say it really sucks!  I'm about ready to give up my left nut to find these stupid cleats they are the pink and black one's where the pink is all shiny plastic kind of material and the rest is normal black leather.  Why are they so hard to find?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112721688093370453?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112721688093370453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112721688093370453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112721688093370453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112721688093370453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/tale-of-pink-cleats.html' title='The Tale Of The Pink Cleats'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112713188777817093</id><published>2005-09-19T08:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T08:11:27.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Yuck</title><content type='html'>Well here we are again another Monday doesn't that suck yeah I know it does.  This weekend was pretty cool though I got a Grandfather clock on Saturday for $90 yeah I know and it is in really good condition I just need a new change and a suspension and then I should be able to get it up and running.  It was also missing the 2 back cover panels so I went and got some wood for it and stained it last night but the stain that I had was the wrong color but I just stained it anyway I mean it's the back and you aren't going to see it.  I also with the help of Mikey came up with a cool way to put a vent in the back so we could hear the chimes and keep out the dust so hopefully those covers will be all aired out and I can put them in tonight when I get home we'll see.  Saturday night I did some deliveries with Wayne we had a good time we pretty much talk the whole time and have a pretty good friendship going now and I"m pretty happy with that he's a really cool guy kind of quite around other people but when around me we talk none stop.  Not to mention he's way HOT I mean really really Hot drool worthy HOT may I add long blonde hair and lite blue eyes great build mmmmmm.  Ok now the fall backs he's straight and married to my best friend though grrrrrr lucky girl that she it.  After the deliveries we went to Wal-Mart and bought a couple board games and the 4 of us Me, Mike, Roseanne, and Wayne played Risk to which Mike and Roseanne hated with a passion but me and Wayne had a good time and I won so I had an even better time woohoooo yeah me.  We didn't get home till after one so I was pretty pooped out my I add.  Sunday I didn't get up till 12 which I hate to sleep late because I always feel that the day is almost over you know.  Went to my nieces soccer game did some shopping at Target then home to work on the clock and have some dinner then bed.  That was my weekend in a nut shell how about yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112713188777817093?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112713188777817093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112713188777817093' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112713188777817093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112713188777817093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/monday-yuck.html' title='Monday Yuck'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112688983944882881</id><published>2005-09-16T12:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T12:57:19.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yahoo IM</title><content type='html'>I just signed up for Yahoo Instant Messaging so someone drop me a dime if you also have it. I must say I'm a bit confused by it but hey why not. Not to mention I had a really good reason for singing up for it he he he. Oh yeah my name is the same as my AIM one it's: higg1077&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112688983944882881?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112688983944882881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112688983944882881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112688983944882881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112688983944882881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/yahoo-im.html' title='Yahoo IM'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112687105628029238</id><published>2005-09-16T07:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T07:51:06.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Regional Foods</title><content type='html'>Last night we had &lt;a href="http://home.att.net/%7Ecaseporkrollstore/page2.html"&gt;Pork Roll&lt;/a&gt; and cheese sandwiches mmmmmmm I'm sure most of you have no idea what I'm talking about when I speak of Pork Roll just take my word for it when I say yummmmmmmmmmmmm. You can only get it around this area as far as I know and that's a big shame because it's really good its like a cross between sausage &amp; Canadian bacon yes I know it sounds weird but it really is good I just love it. It's weird when you think of it because you would think that you would be able to get things all over the place you know not just in certain areas. Another thing is &lt;a href="http://www.tastykake.com/HomepageTemplate.aspx?PostingID=21&amp;amp;ChannelID=2"&gt;Tastykake&lt;/a&gt; mmm they are pretty good to they are like Little Debbie but only better. Go to the website and you'll see what I mean. Another thing is a real &lt;a href="http://www.johnnyroadtrip.com/tailgating/recipes/phillycheesesteaks.htm"&gt;Cheese Steaks&lt;/a&gt; mmmm you haven't lived till you had a Cheese Steak from around here mmmmmmm but don't put cheese wizz on it yuck you have to put American Cheese mmmm and pepperoni mmmm. Now I'm getting rather hungry great just great I'm on a diet and I"m talking about all this yummy food. Hmmm I really can't think of anything that we have here that you guys and gals in other places don't have. So you tell me what do you have in your area that the rest of us don't have??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112687105628029238?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112687105628029238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112687105628029238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112687105628029238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112687105628029238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/regional-foods.html' title='Regional Foods'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112678644781818669</id><published>2005-09-15T08:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T08:14:09.090-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This Weeks WTF</title><content type='html'>Ok I'm sure by now everyone has heard that Britney has had her baby right?  Well of course you have I mean it has been on every news channel and radio station around hell even the uptight radio network that the guys listen to here is talking about. WTF I mean hello there is more going on in the world then just Britney squirting out a little rat like any of us really care that she went in yesterday at 6 to be sliced open under the name of Lin Smith.  They even showed pictures of her going in to the hospital with her rather ugly husband Kevin hello who really cares.  Someone tell me why in gay hell did she need a police escort to the hospital?  Yes you heard me right she had a police escort and then she uses a false name ummm honey you just made a big stink about getting to the hospital and now you want no one to know WTF???  You Trashy Bitch Loser!!  What world do we live in that the suffering in New Orleans and around the world is put on hold just so they can devote all this time to freaking Britney &amp; Kevin's squirt WTF!!!!!!!!  I mean when Britney first hit the radio I was like woooo good voice YEAH BABY HIT ME ONE MORE TIME woohooooooo and OH yeah you make me CRAZY I loved loved loved that album. OOPS I DID IT AGAIN wow baby you got me there to but ever since then WTF has happened to her?  Now she is nothing but white trash and what's with getting married to a skank like Kevin he is all dirty and gross.  The only positive thing I can say about Kevin is at least this time he did the right thing and married his baby's momma. Britney please listen to reason leave that skank you married ship that baby off to the nanny's like any self respecting recording Diva and get your ass back into the studio with the writers &amp; producers from your first two albums and give us some good none slut music please hello WTF was your 3rd album all about??????  And the Snake???? Oh I just don't get it girl you are heading down the Whitney Houston way.  But back to the original reason for this post.  You know what I mean there is so much more going on in the world that we should be hearing about not Miss Trash squirting out off spring am I right or am I right?  WTF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112678644781818669?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112678644781818669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112678644781818669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112678644781818669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112678644781818669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-weeks-wtf.html' title='This Weeks WTF'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112669902316678288</id><published>2005-09-14T10:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T10:25:12.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Out</title><content type='html'>I was 17 when I finally decided that yes I was gay I mean I had always known that I was gay I just didn't want to accept it as a fact of my life.  At the time I was dating a girl in my high school for about 3 years already and it was about December 23 of 1994 when I met Mike and we started to date that week right after Christmas we had off from school and I wasn't working at the County that week so I was home with my thoughts and I was accepting that I was gay.  I always had a very good relationship with my mom and my sister they where my best friends.  My sister and I where really close and always told each other everything so one night that week we where laying on my parents bed just talking and I turned to her and asked her what is the worst thing that someone could do to her that would make her hate them.  She turned to me and said well I hate when people lie to me so that would have to be it.  At that point I blurped it all out that I was gay and that Mike was more then just a friend.  Well she started to cry hard telling me that it was wrong and that I was going to die from AIDS to which I said I was smart enough to use protection well that wasn't good enough.  She got up off the bed and left the house crying she went over her boyfriends house she couldn't look at me.  At that point part of our relationship cracked inside of me I was hurt I couldn't believe that she did this to me I mean I could tell her anything and I thought she would love me but I was wrong dead wrong. So there I was crying on my mom's bed in the dark when I heard someone coming up the steps it was mom and came right up to me and sat down and asked me what was wrong why did my sister run out the door crying.  Well at that point I was so upset I just told her I was gay and she looked at me funny for a moment then hugged me and told me everything would be alright and we could fix the problem I just agreed I was to upset to say anything else.  She said she would call a therapist and everything would be ok just fine after I went to the therapist and talked it over I would be fixed in no time.  The next day me and my sister didn't talk at all we where suppose to go to dinner with my parents and I was rather down and sad my mom was still in denial that her baby boy was gay.  On the way to dinner my sister and I drove in her car and she told me she didn't want me to see Mike anymore and that the gay thing had to stop or else.  I told her that was fucked up that she would ask me to do that and I wasn't going to do that I was gay and that was that she could accept it or not but that was me.  Lets just say that didn't go over to well and at that moment another crack formed between us.  That Thursday was my appointment for the therapist it was 4:30 when the 3 of us me, my mom, and my sister walked into the office I was called in and a bit embarrassed about why I was there but I knew there was nothing wrong with me.  So I started to talk to the therapist about this and that and she just looked at me so then I just let it drop I was like listen this is what the problem is I'm gay and my mother thinks you can fix me.  The therapist just looked at me and said you can't fix something like that you are gay that is part of who you are you where born that way.  She said that my mom was just having a hard time of accepting it and that she would like to call my mom in to talk to her.  She left me alone as she went to get my mother I figured that my sister would also come in but I was wrong just mom came in.  Mom was complaining that my sister should be there to we are a family and that is what families do (did you notice that my father wasn't there I'll explain that later) the therapist stated that she just wanted her there not my sister the problem was between me and my mom.  She told my mom that it was ok that I was gay and that it couldn't be turned off like that.  She also told her that she was already making my AIDS blanket she told her that in my mom's mind I was going to die.  Mom just sat there listening and then said ok I still love you Dave your my baby it's going to be ok. So we left the office got my sister and left, mom told my sister what happened in the office which my sister didn't agree with.  Mom got better in the coming days and seemed to accept it and move on something she has had to do a lot in her hard life but she faced it with a smile and a happy face and is very proud of me and will cut the person that tries to say something mean about me or any gay person.  My sister on the other hand it had just gotten a lot worse to the point where we would scream at each other all the time we would through stuff at each other and it got to the point where I hated her with a passion and told her as much.  To which she said as soon as she was married and out of the house she didn't want to ever see me again.  But after several month she turned around and now we are pretty close again and talk about everyday so it turned out for the best.  Now as far as telling my dad I never have it is kind of an unspoken thing between us he is cool with me and my life and that's all I need.  Of all the people I could have told I think my dad would have taken it the best with a pat on the back and a smile.  My parents treat Mike like there own son and even call him that we are a close family and I think we are better for me being truthful with them early in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112669902316678288?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112669902316678288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112669902316678288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112669902316678288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112669902316678288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/coming-out.html' title='Coming Out'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112664542656662823</id><published>2005-09-13T17:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T17:04:57.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Baking</title><content type='html'>Ok I have to state that I'm a pretty good baker my mom showed me how to do it and she is the best baker that I know.  So I was over at Anapestic blog today and he had a recipe for Pound Cake and it sounded pretty good at that and being that I had all the stuff to make it I thought I would give it a try and see what happens.  So as soon as I got home around 4 I mixed everything up and right now they are in the oven.  Hmmm I hope they come out good I will be crushed if they don't being that this is my first try.  Not to mention I will be making pound cake till I get it right so this better work.  Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112664542656662823?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112664542656662823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112664542656662823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112664542656662823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112664542656662823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/baking.html' title='Baking'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112662532207684481</id><published>2005-09-13T11:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T11:33:45.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today Is Tuesday Eck!</title><content type='html'>I hate when I waste money that is why I don't usually buy new CD's because come on everyone knows that there is only 3 good songs on the whole disk no matter who the CD is for.  So last night at Target I bought the Black Eyed Peas CD Monkey Business well I figured hey it may have some more songs that I like.  I was wrong the only songs I like are Pump It, Don't Phunk With My Heart, and My Humps the rest is blah crap that I don't like so once again I wasted $13.99 on another CD grrrrrr.   As you know I'm on a diet well I love I mean love a good soft pretzels mmm they are so freaking yummy it isn't' even funny well guess what someone brought in today?  Come on and guess.  Yup that's right Soft Pretzels now you must understand I can't just have one I have to have more then one I had 2 and I want another one they even brought in good spicy brown mustard grrrr so now I have to skip my lunch well I am going to count those pretzels as lunch for the day.  But the next problem is they are calling me from the lunch room David come and eat us DAAAAVVVVIIIIIIIDDDDDDDDD  come and eat us come and put us in your belllllyyyyyyyyy.  Grrrrrr Dang evil soft pretzels keep your yummy softness and yummyness to yourselves I can't hear you la la la la la.  Nope that didn't work I can still hear them talking to me.  My post have been pretty boring as of late I have to come up with something better more stuff from my childhood to post or how about the story of how I came out yeah I guess I could post that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112662532207684481?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112662532207684481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112662532207684481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112662532207684481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112662532207684481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/today-is-tuesday-eck.html' title='Today Is Tuesday Eck!'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112654810462073200</id><published>2005-09-12T14:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T14:21:29.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>Ok I'm so freaking bored that it isn't even funny anymore.  My brain is truing to mush as I type this and I fear that my brain will be all gone before it is to long. UGH I don't think I can go on any longer.  I need something fun to do but I can't think of any.  I got indigestion from my lunch it was a frozen pizza by LC it wasn't bad really I mean as far as diet food goes that is.  I could go for a ice cold Coke right now mmmmm I can think of it now I would place my hand on the hard bottle and grip it tight so that my hand doesn't slip off and bring it close to my mouth just to the point where it touches my warm lips and as the excitement rises and my grip tightens I can feel the ice cold fluid from it's beautiful hard bottle flow across my tongue and down my throat.  I take the whole flow into my mouth then I pull the bottle away from my lips and savor the taste that is left in my mouth and how refreshed I feel from the explosion of caffeine and sweet sugar.  Then as the need for another hit takes me I bring it back up to my lips to take all that it has to give me mmmmmm.  My mouth is watering with anticipation right now and strangely I'm feeling rather randy right now hmmm I wonder why.  Ok this is the second horny sounding post of the day I think this means something but what????  Yeah I'm thirsty that is what it means.  You know it has come to my attention that some people think I'm a little pervert I will not name names JAMIE WALKER but I have been told as much!  Now I will not stand for that I mean hello I'm a big pervert so get it right next time JAMIE WALKER!!!  he he he you know I love you Jamie and that hot boyfriend of yours Brian.  I"m really looking forward to the day I get to meet you guys hopefully sooner then later.  And I promise to be on my best behavior for the first 20 minutes or so then I'll just be my normal perverts self he he he.  Now if it was a certain lemming that I was meeting well then I would be a pervert from the very second I got done humping his leg he he he come to think of it that may be a little weird me humping his leg like a dog.  I'll introduce myself first and then hump his leg yes I do think that is the better course of action :-).  Yes yes I'm only kidding really please believe me I'm as innocent and pure as the new fallen snow (no matter what a certain person says and again I will not name names JAMIE WALKER).  I mean what kind of person would I be to hump the leg of someone I just met?  Well my brain is still all mush I thought that a thought provoking blog entry would bring my brain back to life well acually it did.  But is this a thought provoking entry? hmmmm the mind boggles doesn't it.  Jeepers I just read what I posted and I sound like a dirty old man and I"m not I"m really a nice guy that is always willing to help his friends out when ever possible not some crazed pervert that goes around humping peoples legs.  OH well I'm off to try and figure a way to jump start my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112654810462073200?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112654810462073200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112654810462073200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112654810462073200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112654810462073200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112652542530571445</id><published>2005-09-12T07:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T07:55:19.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Woody</title><content type='html'>Ok now I am feeling pretty daring today so I thought hey why not do something crazy you know.  So I thought why not show something very personal and close to me to all of my friends in the blog world.  Now please don't think I'm a freak for posting this picture I feel that it is about time that I show this.  I mean hell it's very important to me and always makes me feel better I know that I can always hold on to it and play with it and I know by the time I'm done playing with it that I'll feel all better and rather tired sometimes.  Now my woody isn't the biggest one there is compared to some of the other bloggers out there in the land of the blogs but hey it suits me well and always gets the job done and of course he is all mine to play with.  Well unless I want to let someone else play with my woody and then they always have lots of fun with it.  Hmmm just talking about this is getting me rather excited I may  just have to take matters into my own hand for a bit to work off the excitement.  So go ahead and have a good look at my woody and hell tell me what you think I would like to know :-).  Now remember it isn't the biggest one so be nice not to mention the angle that this was taken at isn't the best either but hey at least you get to see it head on. ha ha  get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;img width="320" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/0/Image010-725305.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did you think?  What?? You perverts what did you think I was going to show you????  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112652542530571445?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112652542530571445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112652542530571445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112652542530571445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112652542530571445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-woody.html' title='My Woody'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112626860876472923</id><published>2005-09-09T00:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T12:39:41.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 100 Songs Meme</title><content type='html'>Ok This meme is copied from our &lt;a href="http://www.lovelemming.blogspot.com/"&gt;HOT little Lemming&lt;/a&gt; that everyone knows and loves.  I thought it was a pretty cool idea so I figured I would follow him in doing this and it's pretty easy to so that rocks.  The meme works as follows. Go &lt;a href="http://www.musicoutfitters.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Enter the year you graduated in the search box. Click the link to the top 100 songs of that year. Copy and paste the list to your blog. Strike out what you hated, bold the ones you liked, and underline the ones that you loved Larry changed the color of his but I'm a bit on the dumb side so I'll stick to the easier stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;The Top 100 Songs Of 1995&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Gangsta's Paradise, Coolio&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Waterfalls, TLC&lt;br /&gt;3. Creep, TLC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Kiss From A Rose, Seal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;5. On Bended Knee, Boyz II Men&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;6. Another Night, Real McCoy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7. Fantasy, Mariah Carey&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Take A Bow, Madonna&lt;br /&gt;9. Don't Take It Personal (Just One Of Dem Days), Monica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;10. This Is How We Do It, Montell Jordan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I Know, Dionne Farris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;12. Water Runs Dry, Boyz II Men&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Freak Like Me, Adina Howard&lt;br /&gt;14. Run-Around, Blues Traveler&lt;br /&gt;15. I Can Love You Like That, All-4-One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;16. Have You Ever Really Loved A Woman?, Bryan Adams&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17. Always, Bon Jovi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Boombastic / In The Summertime, Shaggy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;19. Total Eclipse Of The Heart, Nicki French&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. You Gotta Be, Des'ree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;21. You Are Not Alone, Michael Jackson&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;22. Hold My Hand, Hootie and The Blowfish&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;23. One More Chance-Stay With Me, Notorious B.I.G.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Here Comes The Hotstepper, Ini Kamoze&lt;br /&gt;25. Candy Rain, Soul For Real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;26. Let Her, w Hootie and The Blowfish&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. I Believe, Blessid Union Of Souls&lt;br /&gt;28. Red Light Special, TLC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;29. Runaway, Janet Jackson&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;30. Strong Enough, Sheryl Crow&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Colors Of The Wind, Vanessa Williams&lt;br /&gt;32. Someone To Love, Jon B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;33. Only Wanna Be With You, Hootie and The Blowfish&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. If You Love Me, Brownstone&lt;br /&gt;35. In The House Of Stone And Light, Martin Page&lt;br /&gt;36. I Got 5 On It, Luniz&lt;br /&gt;37. Baby, Brandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;38. Run Away, Real McCoy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. As I Lay Me Down, Sophie B. Hawkins&lt;br /&gt;40. He's Mine, Mokenstef&lt;br /&gt;41. December, Collective Soul&lt;br /&gt;42. I'll Be There For You-You're All I Need To Get By, Method Man-Mary J. Blige&lt;br /&gt;43. Shy Guy, Diana King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;44. I'm The Only One, Melissa Etheridge&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Every Little Thing I Do, Soul For Real&lt;br /&gt;46. Before I Let You Go, BLACKstreet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;47. Big Poppa / Warning, Notorious B.I.G.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;48. Sukiyaki, 4 P.M.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. I Wanna Be Down, Brandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;50. I'll Make Love To You, Boyz II Men&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;51. Dear Mama / Old School, 2Pac&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Hold On, Jamie Walters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;53. Keep Their Heads Ringin', Dr. Dre&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;54. The Rhythm Of The Night, Corona&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Roll To Me, Del Amitri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;56. Scream / Childhood, Michael Jackson and Janet Jackson&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Freek'n You, Jodeci&lt;br /&gt;58. I Wish, Skee-lo&lt;br /&gt;59. Believe, Elton John&lt;br /&gt;60. Carnival, Natalie Merchant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;61. You Don't Know How It Feels, Tom Petty&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Back For Good, Take That&lt;br /&gt;63. Tootsee Roll, 69 Boyz&lt;br /&gt;64. You Want This-70's Love Groove, Janet Jackson&lt;br /&gt;65. Tell Me, Groove Theory&lt;br /&gt;66. Can't You See, Total&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;67. All I Wanna Do, Sheryl Crow&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. This Lil' Game We Play, Subway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;69. Come And Get Your Love, Real McCoy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;70. This Ain't A Love Song, Bon Jovi&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;71. Secret, Madonna (but the remixed version)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;72. Player's Anthem, Junior M.A.F.I.A.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;73. Feel Me Flow, Naughty By Nature&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;74. Every Day Of The Week, Jade&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. The Sweetest Days, Vanessa Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;76. Short Dick Man, 20 Fingers Featuring Gillette&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. Brokenhearted, Brandy&lt;br /&gt;78. No More "I Love You's", Annie Lennox&lt;br /&gt;79. You Used To Love Me, Faith Evans&lt;br /&gt;80. Constantly, Immature&lt;br /&gt;81. Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me, U2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;82. 100% Pure Love, Crystal Waters&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Ask Of You, Raphael Saadiq&lt;br /&gt;84. Sugar Hill, Az&lt;br /&gt;85. Good, Better Than Ezra&lt;br /&gt;86. Brown Sugar, D'angelo&lt;br /&gt;87. Turn The Beat Around, Gloria Estefan&lt;br /&gt;88. 'Til You Do Me Right, After 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;89. 1st Of Tha Month, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Like The Way I Do If I Wanted To, Melissa Etheridge&lt;br /&gt;91. I Live My Life For You, Firehouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;2. Dream About You-Funky Melody, Stevie B&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;93. Cotton Eye Joe, Rednex&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;94. Thank You, Boyz II Men&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. I'll Stand By You, Pretenders&lt;br /&gt;96. I Miss You, N II U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;97. Give It 2 You, Da Brat&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. Best Friend, Brandy&lt;br /&gt;99. Misery, Soul Asylum&lt;br /&gt;100. Can't Stop Lovin' You, Van Halen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok wow I forgot about some of these songs wow to think this was 10 years ago wow I can remember walking down the hall at school to get my year book signed.  Ok well I'm not going to tag anyone if you really want to do it then please do and if you could please let me know you did :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112626860876472923?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112626860876472923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112626860876472923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112626860876472923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112626860876472923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/top-100-songs-meme.html' title='Top 100 Songs Meme'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112619980291428367</id><published>2005-09-08T13:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T13:27:02.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock Hudson</title><content type='html'>Ok I grew up watching old movies from the 50's and 60's my mom loved these movies more then modern movies of the time so we watched them all the time. Which is cool with me because I really prefer the movies of those years then what comes out now. I mean they really knew how to write a good story back in those days they didn't need to base so much on the special effects it was more about the story and the power that the actors and actresses had and at that time it truly was the golden age of movies. Now I have many favorite actors from that time but my favorite was of course Rock Hudson he was just beautiful to me and a voice to make me stop everything I was doing and just watch him. Here is a good site with info about him http://members.tripod.com/~LMScully1/ also here are some really hot pictures of Rock I mean just look at him how could you not fall for him? Also to know that he had the same battle going on inside him that all of us gay men have at one time or another in our lives made him more real to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/1600/Young_Hudson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Young_Hudson.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/1600/Shirtless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Shirtless.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/1600/rocktux.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/rocktux.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course here's a picture with my Favorite actress in the world Doris Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/1600/doris%20%26%20rock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/doris%20%26%20rock.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112619980291428367?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112619980291428367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112619980291428367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112619980291428367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112619980291428367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/rock-hudson.html' title='Rock Hudson'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112618730220145182</id><published>2005-09-08T09:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T09:55:08.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh</title><content type='html'>Well tonight a friend of mine that I really don't like anymore is coming over grrrrrr. The reason that I don't like her anymore is because all she ever does is complain about everything I mean everything.  That and she did some stupid stuff at Christmas time that almost ended her marriage but I jumped in and fixed it up but do you think she would do her part to keep it working now she is the same as before so I have no use for her.  Not to mention there is a list of other crap that she does that pisses me off to no end.  Well she is coming over with my other friend that I haven't seen in a long time and I'm looking forward to seeing her but not the other friend.  They are suppose to come for dinner but something tells me my one friend forgot like normal and has decided to do something else which is good and bad.  Bad because my other friend is leaving for Texas on Sunday and I will not see her again for a while.  Good because I don't have to deal with the other friend not to mention that will pretty much end what is left of our friendship not like there was much left anyway.  Does that make sense?    Well yesterday night I bought the crystals for my lamps that I got at the auction well stupid me thought I only needed 8 crystals but no I need 16 yes that's 2 sets of 8 so now I need to go back and pick up more what a dumb ass I do this crap all the time.  Sometimes I'm shocked that I made it through childhood in one piece you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112618730220145182?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112618730220145182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112618730220145182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112618730220145182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112618730220145182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/ugh.html' title='Ugh'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112609420025102023</id><published>2005-09-07T11:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T12:01:06.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Enviroboi</title><content type='html'>10 years ago I was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... 17&lt;br /&gt;... Had been dating Mike for 9 months&lt;br /&gt;... Was working for a company proof reading AT&amp;T mailers (most boring job to date)&lt;br /&gt;... Had just got my first car a 1986 Mercury Topaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 years ago I was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... 22&lt;br /&gt;... Was unsure of where Mike and I were going with our relationship&lt;br /&gt;... Was biking 7 miles a day until I had the accident and messed up my knees&lt;br /&gt;... Had a rather large crush on my boss at that time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 year ago I was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... 26&lt;br /&gt;... Met my bestest friend Rosanne I love you Rosannie&lt;br /&gt;... Found a small poodle that someone had tossed out and covered in chemicals I still have her and her name is Maggie she is doing fine now :-)&lt;br /&gt;... Breaking off a friendship with someone because they had let money get to there head and turned into just the kind of person I hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... As Enviroboi would say "watching movies" with Mike&lt;br /&gt;... Listening to Rosanne tell me about how she tried to run over someone that she thought was going to try to hurt her mom only to find out it was a friend of her moms he he&lt;br /&gt;... Mowed my lawn and Flo's next doors lawn (she's in her 80's so I'm not going to make her do her own lawn I'm nice like that)&lt;br /&gt;... Looking for a nightgown to wear to the slumber party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 snacks I enjoy the most:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Anything with peanut butter mmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;... Potato chips&lt;br /&gt;... Green Olives&lt;br /&gt;... Soft pretzels&lt;br /&gt;... My mom's apple pie mmmmmmmmmmmm ppiiieeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 songs I know all the words to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... White Light by Sarah Brightman&lt;br /&gt;... Dark Lady by Cher (LOVE HER)&lt;br /&gt;... Gypsy's Tramps &amp; thieves by Cher (She was born in the wagon of a traveling show her momma had to dance for the money they'ld through poppa would do what ever he could)&lt;br /&gt;... Rain by Madonna &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 ideal places for running away to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... My mom's house&lt;br /&gt;... Yardville Vintage Shoppe&lt;br /&gt;... Carter's Grove in Williamsburg VA, (I love that house)&lt;br /&gt;... Provincetown, MA&lt;br /&gt;... The woods I love to be around lots and lots of trees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 items you will never see me wear:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Boy Scout Uniform&lt;br /&gt;... Drag (left that over from Enviroboi's list but it holds true to me hope you don't mine Enviroboi xoxoxo)&lt;br /&gt;... French Maid outfit&lt;br /&gt;... Horns or should I say Halo he he&lt;br /&gt;... See through Net shirt (do you remember those)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 biggest joys in life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Love&lt;br /&gt;... Peanut Butter&lt;br /&gt;... Dick (he he I'm such a perve but try to say you don't think so and your a liar unless you're a lesbian)&lt;br /&gt;... Laughing&lt;br /&gt;... Driving on a quite country road all by yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 favorite toys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Video games&lt;br /&gt;... My tools I love to build and change things plus they vibrate he he he&lt;br /&gt;... My car I love to just drive around so I think of it as a toy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now is the part where I tag people hmmm how to tag I'll be nice this time and not add another one to some people so I'll go for Larry, Brian, Daphne, Desiree, Ryan, and Jamie.  Now Spencer, Daisy, and Sangroncito I still haven't forgotten you owe me some Meme!!! he he he&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112609420025102023?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112609420025102023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112609420025102023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112609420025102023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112609420025102023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/tagged-by-enviroboi.html' title='Tagged by Enviroboi'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112609330111304587</id><published>2005-09-07T07:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T12:04:43.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Todays WTF</title><content type='html'>Ok now the other day Larry over at the Love Lemming posted a link about Jem great cartoon just loved it.  But I digress so I go over to this really cool site and it states that they came out with the cartoon on DVD.  Now let me just tell you I was really rather excited about that fact it was about time that they did and I wanted it bad!!!  Well I go over to Amazon and they don't have it anymore it's out of print and used copies are around $150 WTF comes to mind.  So I pop on over to Ebay and it's the same freaking thing WTF I mean come on that isn't fair it came out in 2004 why the hell did they take it off the market so fast.  Which leads me to my next WTF have you watched the new cartoons that kids watch these days?  Like Pokey Bastard and that Yo GE OH Crap what the hell is that not to mention they have a pretty screwed up version on Transformers on to.  Man when I was growing up we had good cartoons on like Jem, G.I. Joe, Transformers, The Gobots, Dungeons &amp; Dragons, My Little Pony, and the like.  I mean they had a real story behind them and you could follow them but now it's just that card trading crap and the like how are you suppose to watch that?  The only good ones I have seen are Atomic Betty, and The Justice League everything else I have seen is just crap I don't get it I really don't.  So that is my WTF of the day well I could add to it WTF has happened to Whitney Houston I mean girl use to have talent and she use to look good now she is just a horrible train wreck am I right or what?  Have you seen that TV show Being Bobby Brown WTF did they put a show like that on TV just to show how screwed up you can get.  You tell me she doesn't look in the mirror and say Whitney come on girl what the hell happened to you???  Another thing she doesn't have one gay friend that can back slap her and straighten her out?  Well I'll have another post later on today so till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112609330111304587?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112609330111304587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112609330111304587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112609330111304587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112609330111304587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/todays-wtf.html' title='Todays WTF'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112600682285226709</id><published>2005-09-06T08:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T08:13:44.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Shaved</title><content type='html'>Ok now please be nice this picture of me looks horrible because I'm half asleep and ready to just pass out.  I didn't sleep well at all last night or over the holiday weekend for that matter part of that was because I had a wee bit to much to drink on Sunday.  Yes I shaved my head I had it like this a couple years ago and I just wanted something easier you know a lot less stuff I have to do with it just get a shower and dry off that's it no gel or that stuff just easy that's cool.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;img width="320" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/0/Image037-777188.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my holiday weekend was pretty good very tired from it but it was good.  Got lots of swimming in on Saturday at my sisters and had a cool time playing with my niece and nephew woohoooo Uncle Davey Rocks woohoooooo.  Only sucky part is that I was talking to my mom early in the morning before we both left for my sisters house and her and my dad are having some problems.  Now that he is retired he has gotten rather irritating and mean something me mike and my sister have noticed.  We kept telling mom that she had better argue back with him or it would build up and she was going to explode.  But my mom doesn't like to fight or argue at all so she just kept her mouth closed about how he was being and finally it blew up.  So now I just have to sit back and see what happens with that I hope all works out.  Sunday at Rosannes picnic was cool also we had a very good time I had a bit to much to drink though but it was nice.  Someone she had invited because she was put on the spot ended up bringing his parents to the party to which Rosanne wasn't to happy that he just invited more people with out asking not to mention she didn't want to invite him anyway but I digress.  He was acually not bad looking he looked like he would be fun in bed a bit angry and hard but fun you know the kind where you are not sure you'll be able to walk or talk the next morning.  Well lets just say that after several beers and a double shot of gold shlauger (sp?)  he was looking really really good and I couldn't keep my eyes off of him.  But I was good I didn't do anything I would regret the next day so we had a cool time and my Apple Pie went over rather well so that is all on a up note.  Yesterday and old friend came over grrrr and brought over my friend Gina from Texas so we where with them all day yesterday and hanging with Gina is great but Maureen pissed me off before they even got there.  That is pretty much why I stopped talking to her in the first place but that is another story I'll tell later.  So I pretty much tried to block Maureen out most of the time because ugh that is another story for another time it's a long one too.  I told Mike that I wanted an I-Pod for Christmas with the car adapter and all that jazzy stuff so I have to send him the link for it so he can get it for me.  I hope that I'll like it I should just ask Larry about his I know he loves his and between you an me I think he has dirty sex with it but don't tell him I said that ok shhhhhhhhh  he he he xoxoxo to you Larry.  So Larry is it really that good as I'm thinking it is going to be? he hehe that sounds a bit on the dirty side doesn't it hmmm maybe I ment it that way and maybe I didn't.  OH who am I kidding I'm to tired to make that up on purpose it just came out that way.  You know what I have noticed as I have gotten older my mind has gotten dirtier and dirtier does anyone else feel like this?  Really if this keeps up by the time I'm in my 70's I'm going to be dirty old man Higgins that feels up all the cute boys at the Acme (it's a food store around here) hmmm I wonder what I could do to fix that dirty mind hmmmmmm Any thoughts?  I'll try to take a better picture of myself later I know this one isn't the best but hey that's what you get at 8:10 in the morning on a back to work day after a 3 day weekend.  Well I think I have rambled on a lot this morning I'm sure I'll post again later today.  So I hope that everyone had a very very nice holiday weekend :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112600682285226709?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112600682285226709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112600682285226709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112600682285226709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112600682285226709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-shaved.html' title='I Shaved'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112593750522249987</id><published>2005-09-05T12:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T12:25:05.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Outrageous Name Is</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#B6B6C2" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Outrageous Name Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D7D6DE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/outrageousnamegenerator/shocked.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Homer Sexual&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/outrageousnamegenerator/"&gt;Outrageous Name Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm How fitting Thanks Daisy for the link  really big hugs and kisses to you :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112593750522249987?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112593750522249987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112593750522249987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112593750522249987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112593750522249987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-outrageous-name-is.html' title='My Outrageous Name Is'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112566478784602053</id><published>2005-09-02T08:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T08:40:52.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem By Desiree</title><content type='html'>I put on a face&lt;br /&gt;for the world to see&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if anyone&lt;br /&gt;truly sees me&lt;br /&gt;I smile and laugh&lt;br /&gt;but at times I am dying inside&lt;br /&gt;I get to the point&lt;br /&gt;I can no longer hide&lt;br /&gt;So today I will try&lt;br /&gt;to make my smile true&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully&lt;br /&gt;you will smile too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Desiree wrote this and posted it on her &lt;a href="http://www.desiredatdawn.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; yesterday and when I read it I was like WOW this is so how I feel a lot of the time it really hit home for me. I love this little poem she wrote and I asked her if she wouldn't mind me putting this up here and she was sweet enough to say yes. So here it is and I hope you love it as much as I do. If you haven't been over to her &lt;a href="http://www.desiredatdawn.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; you really have to go and check it out she is a smart and funny women and I am lucky enough to call my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Desiree :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112566478784602053?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112566478784602053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112566478784602053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112566478784602053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112566478784602053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/poem-by-desiree.html' title='Poem By Desiree'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112566032406806373</id><published>2005-09-02T07:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T07:25:54.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blender Mode</title><content type='html'>I think my brain is on puree today hmmmm come to think of it I think it is more set to liquefy yeah that sounds better. I got up at 4 this morning to the dog moaning that she had to go to the bathroom when I got downstairs to let her out half asleep I figured I would go lay on the couch. Well as I walked through the livingroom I stepped in cold cat barf grrrrrrrrrr if you have a cat you know what I mean when you go from tired to instant death mode when you do that in bare feet. I went back up stairs to wash off my feet come back downstairs to let the dog in and step in more cat barf well that was it I was up at that point. I didn't think my cat could old that much barf really I know that is rather gross but it was all over the freaking house and the little freak of nature had the nerve to follow me around because she was hungry. So I was up early this morning and couldn't go back to sleep so I"m even more tired today. We are having a company cook out today I'm going over at 11 to get some food I hope it's good. I mean I think it is really nice to do that but you know what let me leave early instead I would like that even more you know. Well at least this is a 3 day weekend so that is a good thing I have 2 picnics to go to but I already told you all about that. And then on Monday I have to hang with some friends that should be interesting. My brain is just about ready to shut down for a while so I promise I'll try to post something more interesting later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112566032406806373?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112566032406806373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112566032406806373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112566032406806373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112566032406806373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/blender-mode.html' title='Blender Mode'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112558935867003023</id><published>2005-09-01T13:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T13:45:01.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme From Mister Walker</title><content type='html'>7 things you probably don't know about Mister Walker:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He plays the song Ice Ice Baby by vanilla Ice over and over again while dancing naked&lt;br /&gt;2. He likes to sniff skid marks&lt;br /&gt;3. Has a part time job as a nude house cleaner&lt;br /&gt;4. Likes to run around in public with a bra on his head&lt;br /&gt;5. Has a skid mark collection on his bedroom wall&lt;br /&gt;6. He sits on the front porch and plays the banjo at night&lt;br /&gt;7. He won first place in a yodling contest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Things I have never done and may never do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have sex with a woman ewwww it's wet and sticky you play with it&lt;br /&gt;2. Join the armed forces&lt;br /&gt;3. Leave skid marks ewwwwww nasty&lt;br /&gt;4. Become the new American idol&lt;br /&gt;5. Jump out of a plane&lt;br /&gt;6. Get my Mormon Garments&lt;br /&gt;7. Be a streaker woohoooo Look at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Things I did not do this weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have sex of any kind booooooooo&lt;br /&gt;2. Get drunk&lt;br /&gt;3. Buy myself any new antique furniture (like I really need anymore)&lt;br /&gt;4. Get kidnapped by pirates&lt;br /&gt;5. Do anything around the house as in mow the lawn wash the Jimmy&lt;br /&gt;6. Go on my dad's boat&lt;br /&gt;7. Go swimming in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Times I almost died or was seriously injured:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Plowed my Integra into a van and crushed the front of my car and only banged up my knees&lt;br /&gt;2. Fell down the steep steps at my parents house when I was 4&lt;br /&gt;3. Opened up the passenger door of my mom's Dodge Demon when she was going around a turn at 40 luckily I had on my seatbelt&lt;br /&gt;4. My friend Nicko dropped at 12 foot long pipe on my head&lt;br /&gt;5. Locked myself in my mom's Demon in the middle of summer and the door handles where to hot for me to be able to open the door&lt;br /&gt;6. Blanked out while driving along the side of a cliff&lt;br /&gt;7. At a rather depressed dark time in my life I tried to drive my mom's van into a brick wall but stopped myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what after reading that list I'm so staying out of my mom's cars from now on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 People to tag with this is going to be hard so many of my blog buddies have already done then or have been asked to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see: Spencer, Ryan, Mike, Daphnewood, Daisy, Lauren, and Sangroncito&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112558935867003023?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112558935867003023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112558935867003023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112558935867003023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112558935867003023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/meme-from-mister-walker.html' title='Meme From Mister Walker'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112557753623543237</id><published>2005-09-01T08:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T08:25:36.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday's Ramble</title><content type='html'>Ok another humid Thursday we are going to have.  Gas is already up to $3.42 a gallon at some stations around me I got gas this morning for $2.83  compared to the $2.99 I paid yesterday morning.  I have been only letting the Jimmy get down a quarter before I fill up again and even though I wasn't down a quarter this morning I got gas anyway because the price was so good.  Last night I was talking with Jamie and Brian over Instant Messenger they are two really cool people that I just may have the luck of meeting one day and I'm really looking forward to it.  Today at some point I'm going to go on mapquest just to find out how long a drive it is to the middle of West Virginia I figure that will give me a good idea of a time line of course plus or minus some time being that I'm not sure what town they are in.  Brian was telling me of some of the cool things that we could do while down there and I must say that WV has some pretty interesting things to do.  Well I'm down another 2.8 pounds so that is a total of a little more then 22 pounds that I have lost so that is filled with extra coolness.  I celebrated last night by eating peanut butter right out of the jar mmmmmmm.  I so love peanut butter it is so full of yummy goodness.  Which brings me to my day late Why for Wednesday:  Why is peanut butter so freaking good??  When I eat it I get all yummy feeling hmmmm maybe I'll try to eat peanut butter while having sex hmmmm that maybe to much of a good feeling overload and I may pop ha ha ha ha that was really bad but funny.  Can you believe that it is already September I mean hello where the hell did this come from we only have a couple more months till my favorite holiday CHRISTMAS.  I got a bit wild for that holiday I decorate the whole freaking house inside and out.  But the cool thing is I won 2 awards for my decorating and I didn't even know I was enrolled in either contest.  The local cops have nominated me both times I won wooohoooooo I should figure out a way to give my ummm thanks yeah that it thanks to these hunky Trenton cops.  UMMM if any of you are reading Thanks guys :-) you sooo Rock.  I ended up getting up 45 minutes late this morning so I ended up just grabbing 2 of Mikeys Uncrustibles to eat for breakfast.  Ummm have any of you every tried one?  OMFG they are so good they are little peanut butter and grape jelly sandwiches pressed into a ravolli form with out crust on them.  They are so freaking good and the peanut butter was still frozen when I was eating them mmmmm frozen peanut butter is good to.  Hmmmm there I go again talking about peanut butter hey I bet you can't guess the person that I would like to cover in peanut butter and lick it off of them he he he I'm such a pig aren't I?  Ok no more peanut butter toughs though I could go for some peanut m &amp; m's ok my god they are my favorite candy just pop them in your mouth but I like to suck the candy coating and the chocolate off the peanut and then play with the peanut in my mouth then split it in half and eat it. hmmm I'm sure you all really wanted to know that.  Jeepers how many topics have I hit this morning?  See this is what it's like talking to me I jump around a lot from topic to topic Mike has to usually keep me on track about what we are talking about.  Ok now I have to go and find peanut m &amp; m's yes your right Dave you are on a diet you freak you aren't suppose to eat any of that stuff.  So what is everyone doing for the holiday weekend?  I have a picnic at my sisters house on Saturday which means pool party wooohooooo I have to make pasta salad and deviled eggs for her party.  Sunday I have a picnic at my bestest friends house Rosanne that is going to be cool.  I have to make an apple pie for that party all from scratch to I"m a pretty good baker may I say.  Then Monday probably just lay around and do nothing at all.  Ok I think I have rambled on for long enough I have to do some work ack ack ack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112557753623543237?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112557753623543237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112557753623543237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112557753623543237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112557753623543237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/09/thursdays-ramble.html' title='Thursday&apos;s Ramble'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112551171323419700</id><published>2005-08-31T14:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T14:08:33.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My jimmy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;img width="320" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/0/Image032-713234.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112551171323419700?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112551171323419700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112551171323419700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112551171323419700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112551171323419700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-jimmy.html' title='My jimmy'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112549023923402537</id><published>2005-08-31T08:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T08:10:39.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Myself???</title><content type='html'>Ok I just want to say thank you to all my buddies out there for saying how good I look and such it really means a lot to me. Even though I really don't see it myself to me I'm still fat and not all that attractive.  Now you have to realize that I feel this way because of how my fathers family treated me and my sister for that matter.  My father grew up in a rather large family of 6 kids as you know my grandfather who I hear was a great man died right before my birth.  Well through the late 70's almost all of my fathers sisters and his one brother moved down to Browns Mills NJ, And being that we stayed in Trenton we didn't see them all the time but we did go down often much to my and my sisters discomfort.  The reason I say that is because my aunts and uncles didn't  think to highly of me and my sister.  Now you have to understand I had several cousins that where all rather athletic and such and I guess you could say good looking.  Well my aunts would always ask me why I was so lazy and how I never did anything.  My one aunt Jamie would talk about her son like he was a Greek god oh Jimmy is so smart oh Jimmy is so cute oh Jimmy can do anything oh just look at how cute Jimmy is then she would turn and look at me like I was a fat ugly rat on the floor raiser her eyebrowls and look away.  Not to mention they thought it was horrible that I even was close to my mother.  As my aunt Ellen said "Carol what is wrong with you?  I can't wait till my children are all grown up and they will not be around me why do you want yours near you don't they do anything?"  Then the fat comments started my uncle Dave being the worst in that area closely followed by my Aunt Ellens remarks about me being big.  Now a lot more was said then I have stated but I hope you get the point.  Now I would also like to say that in school mainly middle school Grice grrrr hated that school but I digress I was teased for my looks and how I acted.  Not to mention how girly I was and how I ran like a girl and teased that I was a girl.  In the beginning of high school I heard the same thing until I lost most of the weight started to get tall and fill out.  But still even after all these years I still feel like the little fat kid in the corner who's family &amp; school mates made fun of.  Hmmm this was a bit of a down note of a post but it was truthful to how I feel and was made to feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112549023923402537?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112549023923402537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112549023923402537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112549023923402537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112549023923402537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/08/myself.html' title='Myself???'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112542843100592587</id><published>2005-08-30T15:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T15:00:31.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Blogs Added</title><content type='html'>Yes I'm adding more blogs jeepers my blog list is getting rather long now isn't it but I can't help it once I read a blog that I really like I have to add it so other people can see how cool these other people are.  First up I added Wendi's blog &lt;a href="http://wendiwelch.blogspot.com/"&gt;Making Memories  Of...&lt;/a&gt; She has a great blog that had me laughing so I had to add her to my list.  Next we have Scotty's blog &lt;a href="http://scottyboi311.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Other Side Of Straight&lt;/a&gt; he also has a really cool blog that I insist that you go to visit.  Now please if you will head on over and check my new peeps out he he he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112542843100592587?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112542843100592587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112542843100592587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112542843100592587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112542843100592587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/08/more-blogs-added.html' title='More Blogs Added'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112542460955969199</id><published>2005-08-30T13:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T14:05:49.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Me</title><content type='html'>Yup it's me in the bathroom ahhhhh yup that is the tiny little space that we all share here ahhhhhh.  Oh yeah that's my camera phone he he.  Please forgive me for looking like a total slob but hey that is how I come to work.  I do clean up pretty well though I'll have to take a picture of me all cleaned up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;img width="320" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/0/Image029-709559.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112542460955969199?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112542460955969199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112542460955969199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112542460955969199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112542460955969199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-me.html' title='Its Me'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112541719196637116</id><published>2005-08-30T11:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T11:57:34.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Present For Me</title><content type='html'>Ok as everyone should remember I want a Rupaul Doll and my birthday is fast approaching October 31. Now these are pictures of the 3 dolls that I want well I really only want one of them well if you want to buy more then one that's cool to. Now I put them in order of the one that I want the most. Now if you want to the web site for the doll is &lt;a href="http://www.therupauldoll.com/"&gt;www.therupauldoll.com&lt;/a&gt; right there you can find out where to order it. Thanks again I really look forward to getting one he he he. Just kidding but I do want one of these models I just love Rupaul she is just so pretty. I would just love to have a drag queen as a friend I just think it would to to cool not to mention it's very "IN" right now so that always helps he he he he. Oh we could go to parties together and I could introduce her as a girl with a little something extra. OH imagine the fun we could have walking around arm in arm oh well one could always hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;"Supermodel"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/1600/product1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/product1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;"Red Hot"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/1600/product2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/product2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;"Work-out"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/1600/product4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/product4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112541719196637116?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112541719196637116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112541719196637116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112541719196637116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112541719196637116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/08/present-for-me.html' title='A Present For Me'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112540353391684209</id><published>2005-08-30T08:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T08:05:33.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New School Subject Of Importance</title><content type='html'>Ok I have been thinking and I have had a few experiences with this problem that I feel some people have and that it should be taken up as a subject in school because of the importance. This is something that everybody should know how to do and I have come in contact with several people that just have no idea what to do or how to do it. I'm talking about kissing!!! I"m sure most of you will agree with me in saying that Kissing is a very very very important issue something that should be thought at a young age! Kissing should make your toes curl and maybe even make you raise you leg a kiss should make your heart skip a beat it should make you forget your thoughts it should make you feel yummy. I have come into contact with several guys that just didn't know what to do in the kissing area it was horrible and a total let down I mean if you can't kiss right then what good are you in bed or where ever else you practice mating am I right or am I right? First bad kisser was AJ OMG kissing him was hmmm like kissing your brother or something it was just horrible he had no idea what to do and french kissing just forget about it he was all lost he didn't move his tongue and oh it was just horrible. And trust me in the sex department it was a horrible big let down but that's for another story. Then there was Dave he well he tried but he opened his mouth all the way it felt like he was going to bite me he was all teeth while kissing it was like a train wreak. One time I got so irritated that I told him to stop and close his mouth and I took over and well that's for another story to he he he. So you see how horrible it is to be a horrible kisser I have been practicing for years to make sure I was a good kisser and a good ummm that's a story for another time. But the point is we all have been with one or more people that where just horrible kissers and it is a big let down. We need to talk to our school boards and collages and tell them that they need to teach good kissing in school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112540353391684209?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112540353391684209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112540353391684209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112540353391684209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112540353391684209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/08/new-school-subject-of-importance.html' title='New School Subject Of Importance'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112534505364569717</id><published>2005-08-29T15:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T15:50:55.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My oogie boogie</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;img width="320" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/0/Image028-753646.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112534505364569717?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112534505364569717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112534505364569717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112534505364569717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112534505364569717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-oogie-boogie.html' title='My oogie boogie'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112534146052590408</id><published>2005-08-29T14:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T14:56:43.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying Hi</title><content type='html'>Ok as far as I know I don't have 3 eyes or my nose falling off right?? You all have seen pictures of me and everything seems to be where it is suppose to be. Well what I don't get it why is it that when I say Hi to someone they don't respond? Are people in general just rude? I don't understand like if I'm walking in the park or in the mall or what ever and I say hi to someone most times they will not react or look at me like some crazed loony who just wants to grab them and feel them up. What is wrong with people that just being nice and saying Hello is so foreign anymore why do people feel the need to be rude. I know we have to be on guard at all times but come on we also need to be a little more friendly to other people. I was raised to be kind and curtious to people you know say hello and smile and open doors for the ladies and I do but why can't people say hello in return. Now don't get me wrong a lot of times people also return the niceness and say Hello or even say it first. But still why can't we all just be a little nicer and smile and say a friendly hello? Am I wrong to be thinking this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112534146052590408?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112534146052590408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112534146052590408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112534146052590408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112534146052590408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/08/saying-hi.html' title='Saying Hi'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112532598191005117</id><published>2005-08-29T10:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T10:33:01.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Blogs That I Love</title><content type='html'>Ok I have 2 count them 2 say it with me TWO new blogs to add today the first one is Mike's blog &lt;a href="http://boysareuglybutsocute.blogspot.com/"&gt;Boys Are Ugly But So Cute&lt;/a&gt; he has a great blog and is a really cool guy who just so happens to call my buddy Ryan his Boyfriend I say woohoooo and two thumbs up to you Mike. Oh yeah if you want to see how Cute Ryan is pop over to Mike's blog and check out Ryan. Ok Second we have &lt;a href="http://anapestic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Anapestic&lt;/a&gt; blog very very cool may I say not to mention he was lucky enough to be able to go to England on Vacation which one day I hope to be lucky enough to make it out there. So Please go and check out both of these really cool blogs you will thank me for it and as always a naked picture will do as a thank you :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112532598191005117?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112532598191005117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112532598191005117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112532598191005117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112532598191005117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/08/more-blogs-that-i-love.html' title='More Blogs That I Love'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112532245987300830</id><published>2005-08-29T09:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T09:38:01.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To Shave Or Not To Shave</title><content type='html'>Ok I hate to shave I mean I HATE TO SHAVE so I have a goatee to make it that much easier on me with the shaving thing.  But I have let the scruff start to grow in and I just don't feel like shaving again so should I let it grow in?  I don't think I would look right with a beard but perhaps I'll let it look scruffy and then just trim it down what's your thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;img width="320" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/0/Image027-759873.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112532245987300830?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112532245987300830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112532245987300830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112532245987300830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112532245987300830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/08/to-shave-or-not-to-shave.html' title='To Shave Or Not To Shave'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112527140333893261</id><published>2005-08-28T19:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T19:33:14.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weekend</title><content type='html'>Here it is Sunday night I'm sitting on the couch watching 16 candles (great movie) and I'm hopping that this computer of mine doesn't lose the wireless connection long enough for me to put in a post.  Ok is it just me or do the movies from the 80's you know the one's with the members of the brat pack in them aren't they just the best?  So I'm hopping that everyone's weekend was cool Mine was rather quite to to much happening.  I made some deliveries with Wayne Yesterday to this rather old house in Mill Hill which is this pretty cool old area of Trenton.  The house was a 3 story restored home it was the house that I always wanted it was just beautiful I walked through this house with my mouth gapping open the whole time it was just beautiful.  Now the piece of furniture they bought was a very old 8 foot high display case and it was very very heavy and of course it had to go to the second floor to the back of the house.  Wayne took the top of the case and I went to grab the bottom to help carry it when the rather hot looking owner of the house grabbed old of the case to help us carry it in.  So long story short while we are going up the stairs the only way for me to help was to press my body up against this guy my crotch to his cute ass and with one arm lift the case all the way up the stairs.  Yeah for some reason I had no problem with the weight of the case at that point but that could have had something to do with being pressed rather tight up against him he he he.  The rest of the deliveries were pretty plan except for the one where the girl decided that she would look pretty good in a belly shirt with her fat rolls peaking out ahhhhhhh both me and Wayne almost went blind. That was pretty much it for my Saturday my Sunday was just to the flea markets and then back home to rest.  Well that's my Weekend I hope everyone else had a cool weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112527140333893261?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112527140333893261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112527140333893261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112527140333893261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112527140333893261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-weekend.html' title='My Weekend'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112506405690185241</id><published>2005-08-26T09:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T09:47:36.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm So Tired</title><content type='html'>Well I'm pretty tired today I went to bed at a normal time but I have to get up at 5:30 in the morning to get here to work on time because I start at 7:00.  But enough about me being tired this weekend I don't have that much planed really just go to Rosanne's shop for a couple hours to help out then off to lunch with my mom then home to relax.  Sunday me and mom are going to Columbus which is a rather large flea market I like to get my shampoo and such there because it is so freaking cheap not to mention I may get lucky and find something cool to by you never know.  After Columbus it's back home to do more laying round and I guess watch TV I can't think of anything else that I have to do which is abnormal usually we are always running here and there all weekend and by Monday I'm about ready to pass the hell out from running all weekend long.  Next weekend is a 3 day weekend wohooooooooo that should be nice having extra time off from work is always a rather good thing don't you think.  I think we are having dinner at my mom's house tonight I hope she is making sloppy Joes I just love sloppy joes mmmmmm with butter on the nice hard roll and a slice of cheese mmmmm goodness is to be had.  I'll call her in a bit and ask her what's up for dinner tonight.  I have some wiring work to do in my parents basement perhaps I'll do that this weekend they need more lights down there really bad and one at the top of the steps to maybe I'll do that hmmmmm.  Well I'm sorry this is a rather boring post I hope you can forgive me :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112506405690185241?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112506405690185241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112506405690185241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112506405690185241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112506405690185241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-so-tired.html' title='I&apos;m So Tired'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112498310705171237</id><published>2005-08-25T11:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T11:18:27.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another WTF Moment</title><content type='html'>Something I never ever understood was why do some people feel the need to tell you when you look like you have gained weight?  Why does this happen what comes over a person to feel that they need to tell you when you are over weight.  So far I have lost 20 pounds on Weight Watchers but when I was at my heaviest I had several people tell me oh you are getting fat.  WTF is what I want to say but I was caught so off guard that I couldn't say anything which pisses me off don't you hate when that happens.  But I digress one of the times was one of the cleaning people here at work he looks at me and says you know what Dave you have been getting fatter and fatter and you know what I'm going to tell you everyday that your fat until you lose that weight.  I just looked at him and told him He doesn't need to do that not at all he just laughed and walked away.  Here say it with me WTF!!!!!!!  Then one of the other cleaning guys says the same thing to me you're getting fat Dave so I turn to him and tell him you know what it isn't nice in this country to tell someone that they are fat so don't do it again.  I know I should not have said it but come one WTF!!!!!  I mean it isn't like I didn't know that I had gained weight but why do they feel the need to say something to me about it.  Didn't they ever hear the saying if you don't have anything nice to say don't say it!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112498310705171237?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112498310705171237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112498310705171237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112498310705171237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112498310705171237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/08/another-wtf-moment.html' title='Another WTF Moment'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112488460616079694</id><published>2005-08-24T07:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T07:56:46.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>Wow I know it isn't that big of a number but I installed the hit counter about a month ago I think it may be less. I'm over a thousand hits already I know it isn't that much. But really I never thought that many people would find me interesting at all little old quite me getting over a thousand hits in a little over a month woooohoooooooo. All these hits are really a big thanks to all my blog buddies out there that linked to me and my first two people that linked to me that I knew of where the Sexy grrrrrrrr me likey Spencer and the Hottest freaking Lemming in the world the little hottie we all love Larry.  You guys started it all really when you guys linked to me my little section of the internet took off and a lot of people started to visit me and such and because of you I really have a nice group of people that I can call my friends.  I hope that one day I'll be able to meet all of you because you really seem to be great people.  You know that you hear all these things about how horrible people are now and how everyone is only in for them selves.  But you know what I have meet some of the sweetest nicest most caring people that I could ask for.  I know that if I'm feeling really down and out all I have to do is write about it and I get all my friends to come and back me up and cheer me up.  So really I just wanted to give a hugh THANK YOU to all of you my dear blog friends I LOVE you guys :-).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if anyone wanted to send me naked pictures of themselves I'm all for that :-) ok I had to add that because I was really serious there for a while so I had to break that up and of course you all know I'm a big pervert anyway :-).  But to be serious again I really would enjoy your naked pictures he he he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxoxoxoxoxo&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112488460616079694?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112488460616079694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112488460616079694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112488460616079694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112488460616079694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/08/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112488487767237525</id><published>2005-08-24T07:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T08:03:01.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Tattoo Repost</title><content type='html'>Blogger deleted my post yesterday with this pic so I put had to take another picture and repost it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;img width="320" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/0/Image020-777672.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112488487767237525?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112488487767237525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112488487767237525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112488487767237525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112488487767237525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/08/second-tattoo-repost.html' title='Second Tattoo Repost'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112482379858912401</id><published>2005-08-23T15:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T15:07:42.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Me Working On The Garage</title><content type='html'>Another picture I had on my phone me doing the big manly thing and installing some lights outside the garage door.  They are pretty cool to I hooked them up to a light sensor so when it gets dark then turn on.  Then turn off when it gets light it's pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;img width="320" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/0/Image035-798589.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112482379858912401?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112482379858912401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112482379858912401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112482379858912401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112482379858912401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/08/me-working-on-garage.html' title='Me Working On The Garage'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112481537968591669</id><published>2005-08-23T12:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T12:53:45.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Tattoo</title><content type='html'>Ok this was my first Tattoo I remember when I was young about 13 or so I went to lunch with my mom and dad to Uno Pizza.  We had this really cute waiter mmm tasty.  But I digress he was at the next table helping the customers and I noticed on his left calf he had a tattoo of an eagle. I just loved it at once and I said that when I'm old enough I'm getting my tattoo of an eagle and low and behold it was June of 2000 and I decided to get my tattoo done and here it is.  The picture isn't the best but like my other picture it is from my camera phone.  Now I'm able to mobile blog to cool I'll probably send pictures like this more often.  Just please forgive that they are not the best quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/0/Image029-779685.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112481537968591669?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112481537968591669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112481537968591669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112481537968591669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112481537968591669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-first-tattoo.html' title='My First Tattoo'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112479953488787787</id><published>2005-08-23T11:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T11:25:00.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Want To Do With My Life</title><content type='html'>My friend the beautiful Desiree from &lt;a href="http://www.desiredatdawn.com/"&gt;Desired At Dawn&lt;/a&gt; has tagged me to do a list of goals that I would like to complete before I pass on to the next stage of being. Now being that I love her as I do and find all her entries interesting I must say that her list of 43 things was great and I hope that my list will be a little bit as good as hers is. Now I may not get 43 things like she did but I'll try my best to list what I want truthfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.   Open an antique store of my very own and have it be successful&lt;br /&gt;2.   Be happy with the way I look&lt;br /&gt;3.   Meet some of my blog friends face to face and have a good dinner and just talk&lt;br /&gt;4.   Find a job that I'm really happy with and enjoy ex - #1&lt;br /&gt;5.   Be a better uncle to my niece Amanda and my nephew Ty&lt;br /&gt;6. Be a better brother and son&lt;br /&gt;7.   Make my life count&lt;br /&gt;8.   To meet Doris Day in person (yes I know that is so gay but I am so there!)&lt;br /&gt;9.   Take care of my parents so they don't have to worry anymore about anything&lt;br /&gt;10. Be a better friend&lt;br /&gt;11. Go back to school to be a therapist&lt;br /&gt;12. Visit Ireland and England&lt;br /&gt;13. Just sit on the ground in a meadow in Ireland all day and just listen and watch the world&lt;br /&gt;14. Drive around the country to see what the grand old USA has to offer&lt;br /&gt;15. To tell my aunts and uncles on my dads side of the family how their cruel comments made me feel when I was young.&lt;br /&gt;16. Say sorry to my ex girlfriend I had in high school for being a prick after graduation and cutting her off from our friendship&lt;br /&gt;17. Pay off my debt and there is a lot of it&lt;br /&gt;18. To learn how to  just relax&lt;br /&gt;19. Be more upfront and trusting with people&lt;br /&gt;20. Get in shape and get that 6 pack I always wanted&lt;br /&gt;21. Have Roseanne teach me how to play the piano&lt;br /&gt;22. Have my other tattoo put on my ankle&lt;br /&gt;23. Let go of some of my baggage&lt;br /&gt;24. Learn that soylent green is people!!!!! and that To Sever Man is accually a cook book!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;25. Find a way to use all the useless Movie and TV knowledge in my head&lt;br /&gt;26. Drive a race car&lt;br /&gt;27. Make a difference in someones life&lt;br /&gt;28. Read the classic books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's a good list but not 43 things but 28 is a good round number don't you think? Now as Desiree did I'm going to ask some of my blog friends to also make a list of things that they want to do. he he he Here we go &lt;a href="http://www.lovelemming.blogspot.com/"&gt;Larry&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://afagandhishag.blogspot.com/"&gt;Spencer&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://afagandhishag.blogspot.com/"&gt;Daisy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.heresthegoss.blogspot.com/"&gt;Curtis&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.laurenbove.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lauren&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.driftingabout.blogspot.com/"&gt;Daphne&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.sangroncito.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sangroncito&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.enviroboi.diary-x.com/"&gt;Enviroboi&lt;/a&gt; If you would please do this meme you can make it as long or as short as you want. And put it on your blog I'll love you forever xoxoxoxo. I would have asked &lt;a href="http://www.mano91crx.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brian&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.bluedragn7925.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jamie&lt;/a&gt; to do one to but Desiree already tagged them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112479953488787787?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112479953488787787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112479953488787787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112479953488787787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112479953488787787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/08/things-i-want-to-do-with-my-life.html' title='Things I Want To Do With My Life'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112479557267121304</id><published>2005-08-23T07:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T07:13:43.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Panic Attacks At 6</title><content type='html'>Well I ment to post yesterday but I was just feeling rather blah I'm sure you all know how that feels. Today I'm feeling a little better so that is good we are suppose to finally have some nice weather today it should be in the low 80's so I'm rather looking forward to not having the horrible humidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets delve into my childhood I have been meaning to get into this story for a while now but I have been putting it off. When I was 6 years old I was in first grade and having some problems I was very high strung and had a rather large problem with nerves. Now I look back and realize that I was having panic attacks but this was in the early 80's and the thought of a young child having panic attacks and such was unheard of I mean what did a kid have panic about right. Wrong being in school was horrible for me I couldn't take it the other kids around the teachers I just couldn't take it so I would get sick to my stomach, start to cry, and watch as the walls closed in around me. Well this happened all through elementary school and of course you know what happens being that a lot of little kids are bastards and like to pick on each other so yes I got picked on for crying and of course this only made my problem worse but no one would listen to me I was just a cry baby. My father didn't understand at all and his idea was just to force me to go to school and yell at me when I would have one of my really bad times and call him to come and take me home. And of course he never would pick me up instead he would scream at me over the phone to the point that I would just break down crying and the nurse would hear him yelling at me and just look at me with a sorry look in her eye. My poor mom just didn't know what to do she did keep me home a lot and got in trouble with my dad for it and the school would call. She was so upset and nervous about me she just didn't know what to do the help her baby I'm sorry I put her through all this. But I was lucky I never had to stay back and I was able to keep my grades just at the passing point don't get me wrong my grades back then where bad really bad but I managed to pull through each year. When I was really young they acually had some therapists come to my school and watch me and they said oh he's just immature that's the only problem. This I didn't know until I was much older acually only a couple years ago did I find this out. But they where wrong I had problems and they should have seen that but no they just labeled it as immature for my age. Now to think how different my life could have been if they just really looked and tried to figure out the problem maybe my school life could have turned out different. At least now I look back and I know what the problem was I wasn't the weird kid that cried for his mommy for no reason I had a problem with panic attacks. Luckily with the life change going to middle school seemed to help with the panic attacks I seemed to grow out of them so to speak and was able to deal with things better don't get me wrong I still had them but I was able to control them better and hide the problem from even my parents. But middle school and the horror that was Grice Middle School is for another time. Thanks for listening to me ramble on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112479557267121304?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112479557267121304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112479557267121304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112479557267121304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112479557267121304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/08/panic-attacks-at-6.html' title='Panic Attacks At 6'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112445832043029259</id><published>2005-08-19T09:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T09:32:00.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY ANNIVERSARY BRIAN &amp; JAMIE</title><content type='html'>Hey I just wanted to wish Brian and Jamie A HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY THIRD ANNIVERSARY as of tomorrow that is August 20th these two hotties from West Virginia have been together for 3 years isn't that great. These two guys have always been very very nice to me and they write 2 of my favorite blogs that I read everyday. So please I ask that you take a minute to go over to &lt;a href="http://www.mano91crx.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brian's blog&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.bluedragn7925.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jamie's blog&lt;/a&gt; and wish them a warm happy anniversary please. So once again guys HAPPY ANNIVERSARY and I hope that you guys have many many many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112445832043029259?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112445832043029259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112445832043029259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112445832043029259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112445832043029259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-anniversary-brian-jamie.html' title='HAPPY ANNIVERSARY BRIAN &amp; JAMIE'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112444963266994817</id><published>2005-08-19T07:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T07:07:12.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmmmm</title><content type='html'>Ok on my way to work today (no I wasn't lucky enough to see the cartubator) I was driving along and I saw a guy on a motorcycle with a pair of antlers mounted on the front! After seeing that I just can't make fun of Brian and Jamie for living in West Virginia any more. I hope that guy was happy that he just showed me how back woods it can be around here. On another note last night we stopped at Wal-Mart and I got the Sims Deluxe and I started to play it last night it's pretty cool so far but I'm having a hard time keeping my sim happy maybe I should have given him a partner he is alone right now and I'm trying to get him some friends but keeping him happy is hard his job sucks he works for a congressman and works from 8 till 6 and by the time he gets home I have him eat dinner then I have to make him clean up because he just likes to leave everything on the floor then go to the bathroom then off to watch TV. And by that time he has to go to bed because his energy is so low. Then in the middle of the night a burglar came and stole my outdoor fire pit then broke into the house and stole my $500 TV and my oven what the hell I tried to wake Dave up (that's my Sims name) but by the time I got him up the burglar was gone. Then Dave preceded to yell at me for waking him up because he was so tired what the hell I furnished you a house and you don't like what I bought I even build a livingroom with a fireplace that is the only room you seem to like you freak and you still aren't happy or having enough fun. So being that he was so tired I let him stay home from work even though we couldn't afford it because I had to replace the items stolen. But do you think he was happy with that no he refused to change into clothes and stayed in his pj's all day. Then I think fine it's time to get a new job but he says he is to depressed to look for a new job so I plop in down in front of the TV for a couple hours to get his fun scale up. Anyone have any ideas how to make my poor sim a happy sim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112444963266994817?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112444963266994817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112444963266994817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112444963266994817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112444963266994817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/08/hmmmmm.html' title='Hmmmmm'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112436290431642675</id><published>2005-08-18T07:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T07:01:44.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The 95 Carsturbater</title><content type='html'>Well I have been listening to WMMR which is a local radio station here in the Philadelphia area. They have been talking about this guy in a yellow Dodge Neon with North or South Carolina plates that is driving on 95 and chasing girls in cars while masturbating and showing them what he is doing and trying to get them to pull over. From what they are saying he arches his back up so he can show them that he is jerking off and several girls in the area have seen him doing thing in the past several weeks. Guess what I say to that WTF yeah that's right why isn't this happening to me on my drive to and from work I wouldn't mind seeing that. It's a pretty boring drive for me and seeing some guy whacking it would really brighten up the drive to and from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112436290431642675?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112436290431642675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112436290431642675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112436290431642675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112436290431642675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/08/95-carsturbater.html' title='The 95 Carsturbater'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112429444282877195</id><published>2005-08-17T12:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T12:02:22.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Those Silly Straights</title><content type='html'>You know those silly straights always amaze me with the wacky stuff they do. Well this work week has sucked if you are wondering and I was on a downward spin. I was cruising throught some blogs and while I was reading &lt;a href="http://thefoxybrownshow.blogspot.com/"&gt;Foxy's blog&lt;/a&gt; he mentioned how he liked a blog called &lt;a href="http://dailydancer.com/"&gt;The Daily Dancer&lt;/a&gt;. Well I was way to curious so I went over to check it out and there is this rather cute may I say Straight guy dancing around to different songs. If you need a smile head on over to his blog and check out a couple of his dances trust me it really it worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112429444282877195?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112429444282877195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112429444282877195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112429444282877195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112429444282877195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/08/those-silly-straights.html' title='Those Silly Straights'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112429281924677786</id><published>2005-08-17T11:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T11:34:26.103-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sean Bean Yummy With A Spoon Ummmm</title><content type='html'>Ok I have the way hots for Sean Bean just looking at him turns me into a giggling 8 year old school girl. I was cruising the net and found some yummy pictures of him I would so do what ever he wanted me to do I would lick the sweat off of his hmmmmmm. Oh no now I have to go change my pants he he he he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/1600/sb-pic21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/sb-pic21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/1600/sb-pic3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/sb-pic3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/1600/SB-FHM6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/SB-FHM6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112429281924677786?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112429281924677786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112429281924677786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112429281924677786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112429281924677786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/08/sean-bean-yummy-with-spoon-ummmm.html' title='Sean Bean Yummy With A Spoon Ummmm'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112428001509027642</id><published>2005-08-17T07:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T08:00:15.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting On My Soap Box Again</title><content type='html'>A while ago I had brought up the subject in one of my posts as to why teenage girls feel the need to dress like sluts.  I feel being that school is getting ready to start all over the country that it is a ripe time to bring up the subject again in full.  Now  I have noticed through the years that young girls it seems that they keep getting younger and younger.  Why is it that they feel the need at 12 to dress like a slut with tummy baring shirts and low rise jeans or short shorts?  Come on now why do they really need to do it is it to get the attention of boys and god forbid men?  And then they act all shocked when a man comes on to them like ewww that's gross you dirty freak.  UMMMM don't dress like that and it will not happen little girl.  And why do their parents buy them these clothes they have to know what there kids are wearing?  Now do they think that it is the best thing for little Tiffany to wear slut gear to walk around the block.  And to top it off these girls have attitude to go with the clothes HELLO when I was 12 girls where still in pony tails and at least knee length dresses or pants and they acted like little girls and the boys acted like little boys.  I'm only 27 so it wasn't been that long ago that parents made sure that there kids dressed as a child should dress am I right or am I right.  Now onto another topic of dress for young girls what is it with the new style of young girls wearing shorts/pants that have words like Sexy or Pussy written on them hello what does that say when a 12 year old wears something like that.  The other day I'm coming out of a store and I swear a girl no more then 13 was walking in front of me with her mother and on her ass it was written SEXY you know what I say to that WTF come on little girl you're 12 you need to keep your childhood for as long as possible because you know what one day your going to get slapped in the face by life.  Then her mother needs to be slapped around for letting her wear that.  And don't give me the line of well little Tiffany wanted that outfit and she just got all upset with me when I said no!  OH really you loser you are the parent are you not?  And what the hell are you going to say when young Tiffany at 13 comes home pregnant or with some horrible disease.  What happens if little Tiffany gets raped then what are you going to do or say about it then?  Then I have to watch your sorry ass on the News crying and screaming "WHY WHY DID THIS HAPPEN TO MY BABY" well if your BABY??? hadn't dressed and acted like a slutty whore then this probably wouldn't have happened.  Now please help me to understand why this is happening and why it seems to be ok to some parents to let their children dress like this??  Am I just "old fashioned" maybe I am but when I was young kids knew how to be kids we didn't worry about looking sexy we didn't worry about hey if I don't blow little Tommy Ray he won't like me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That brings me to my next topic kids and sex!!!  Now you all have heard and I'm sure you have about young kids having sex well really giving blow jobs and such.  Now fine I know when you are 16 or older it's going to happen but these are like kids 12 or 13 giving blow jobs and such hello you're a kid you should be playing tag not sucking cock!  Boy or Girl it doesn't matter they shouldn't be doing it at all at that age I'm sorry maybe once again I'm just being "old fashioned" but it's a point I felt that I had to make.  I think it was best said in Sex In The City when Samantha Jones was upset that the 13 year old girl that she was setting up a party for had all the things in the world at 13 when she didn't.  Then at the end she realized that she had one important thing that these girls didn't have she had a childhood!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112428001509027642?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112428001509027642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112428001509027642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112428001509027642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112428001509027642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/08/getting-on-my-soap-box-again.html' title='Getting On My Soap Box Again'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923157.post-112419287110187611</id><published>2005-08-16T07:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T07:47:51.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF</title><content type='html'>Well yesterday I tried to post more but blogger didn't want to let me publish anything so I just through in the towel until today.  Hey did you hear about that guy that died after having sex with a horse?  Yes you read that right he died after having sex with a horse now you may think "oh he must have been kicked to death" but no he suffered from a perforated colon!  Yes that is right a perforated colon which means he was being dicked by the HORSE!!  Here I have to state that again he was being dicked by the HORSE!!  What in gay hell did he do that for???????  What was the thought process involved before the act of being dicked by a horse?  This puzzles me to no end I mean come on a horse?  Those things are huge I mean huge did he really think he could take that what the hell.  Now hey I'm pretty open to anyone's sexual needs or things hey do what ever you want to do that's cool really as long as you enjoy it go for it.  BUT and these are the big BUT things  1. It can not involve kids that is a big NO NO.  2. No animals they can't say no and I don't care what you say they don't like it!  Ok other then those things everything else is cool you do what you want and what ever floats your boat.  Now he didn't just have sex with the horse he video taped it yes that's right video taped it can you say WTF!!!!!!!  What sick bastard is going to want to tape it on top of just being dicked by the horse.  You know some people are just sick you know sick sick sick!!!  Now some people may say "Now Dave you are gay some people may think that is sick"  Yes true some people may say since I like to smoke some pole that I'm sick but you know what???  It's with another adult yes another consenting adult not an animal!!!  You sick pervert didn't you even think hey what if I die during the act of being DICKED BY A HORSE what would my family have to live with and the shame they would face?  No you sick freak you didn't think of that did you now your poor mother has to go to church in shame because of you.  I can here it now "hey Gladis did you hear about Lily's son yeah he died from a perforated colon from being dicked by a HORSE!!!"  That falls under the heading of WTF!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923157-112419287110187611?l=justdave1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/feeds/112419287110187611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923157&amp;postID=112419287110187611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112419287110187611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923157/posts/default/112419287110187611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justdave1.blogspot.com/2005/08/wtf.html' title='WTF'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446838266031982298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3363/996/320/Davet%20Poo%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
