<?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-9480828</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:48:07.572-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Brian's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-113684019556433362</id><published>2006-01-09T15:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T15:56:35.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>115 rules</title><content type='html'>After seeing Wedding Crashers again over break, I found 115 official rules for wedding crashing.  Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule #1 - Never leave a fellow Crasher behind. Crashers take care of their own. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #2 - Never use your real name. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #3 - When crashing an Indian wedding, identify yourself as a well-known immigrant officer or a county lawyer. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #4 - No one goes home alone. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #5 - Unknown, In the movie he says rule number 5, then says, you are an idiot. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #6 - Do not sit in the corner and sulk. It draws attention in a negative way. Draw attention to yourself, but on your own terms. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #7 - Blend in by standing out. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #8 - Be the life of the party. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #9 - Whatever it takes to get in, get in. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #10 - Invitations are for pussies. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #11 - Sensitive is good. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #12 - When it stops being fun, break something. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #13 - Bridesmaids are desperate - console them. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #14 - You're a distant relative of a dead cousin. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #15 - Fight the urge to tell the truth. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #16 - Always have an up-to-date family tree. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #17 - Every female wedding guest deserves a wedding night. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #18 - You love animals and children. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #19 - Toast in the native language if you know the native language and have practiced the toast. Do not wing it. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #20 - The older the better, the younger the better (see Rule below) &lt;br /&gt;Rule #21 - Definitely make sure she's 18. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #22 - You have a wedding and a reception to seal the deal. Period. No overtime. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #23 - There's nothing wrong with having seconds. Provided there's enough women to go around. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #24 - If you get outted, leave calmly. Do not run. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #25 - You understand she heard that but that's not what you meant. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #26 - Of course you love her. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #27 - Don't over drink. The machinery must work in order to close. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #28 - Make sure there's an open bar. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #29 - Always be a team player. Everyone needs a little help now and again. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #30 - Know the playbook so you can call an audible. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #31 - If you call an audible (a tactic where the quarterback decides to change the play at the line of scrimmage before the snap by calling additional signals) always make sure your fellow Crashers know. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #32 - Don't commit to a relative unless you're absolutely sure that they have a pulse. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #33 - Never go back to your place. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #34 - Be gone by sunrise. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #35 - Breakfast is for closers. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #36 - Your favorite movie is " The English Patient ". &lt;br /&gt;Rule #37 - At the reception, one hard drink or two beers max. A drunk crasher is a sloppy crasher. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #38 - Girls in hats tend to be proper and rarely give it up. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #39 - The way to a woman's bed is through the dance floor. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #40 - Dance with old folks and the kids. The girls will think you're "sweet." &lt;br /&gt;Rule #41 - Never hit on the bride -- it's a one way ticket to the pavement &lt;br /&gt;Rule #42 - Try not to break anything, unless you're not having fun. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #43 - At the service, sit in the fifth row. It's close enough to wedding party to seem like you're an invited guest. Never sit in the back. The back row just smells like crashing. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #44 - Create an air of mystery that involves some painful experience when interacting with the girl you're after. But don't talk about it. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #45 - Always remember your fake name! Rehearse it in advance and make sure you know your fellow Crasher's code-name as well! &lt;br /&gt;Rule #46 - The Rules of Wedding Crashing are sacred. Don't sully them by "improvising." &lt;br /&gt;Rule #47 - You forgot your invitation in your rush to get to the church. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #48 - Make sure all the single women at the wedding know you're there because you've just suffered either a terrible breakup or the death of your fiancée. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #49 - Always work into the conversation: "Yeah, I have tons of money. But how does one buy happiness?" &lt;br /&gt;Rule #50 - Be pensive! It draws out the "healer" in women. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #51 - Always pull out in time. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #52 - Tell any woman you're interested in that you'd love to stay put but you promised to help out at the homeless shelter today. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #53 - It's time to put your Drama Lessons in practice! Get choked up during the service. The girls will think you're "sensitive." Bring a slice of onion or artificial tears if necessary. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #54 - Avoid virgins . They're too clingy. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #55 - If pressed, tell people you're related to Uncle John. Everyone has an Uncle John. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #56 - Don't fixate on one woman. ALWAYS have a back-up. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #57 - When seeing a rival Crasher, do not interact - merely acknowledge each other with a tug on the earlobe and gracefully move on. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #58 - The Ferrari 's in the shop. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #59 - If two rival crashers pick the same girl, the crasher with the least seniority will respectfully yield. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #60 - No "chicken dancing" - no exceptions. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #61 - When crashing out of state, request permission from the local Wedding Crasher chapter. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #62 - No more than two weddings a weekend. More and your game gets sloppy. You'll also attract unwanted notice. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #63 - Bring an extra umbrella when it rains. Courtesy opens more legs than charm. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #64 - Always save room for cake. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #65 - When your crash partner fails, you fail. No man is an island. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #66 - Smile! You're having the time of your life. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #67 - Mix it up a little. You can't always be the man with the haunted past. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #68 - Dance with the Bride's grandmother. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #69 - No sex on the altar. Confessionals, okay. Chair lofts, better. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #70 - Two shutouts in a row? It's time to take a week off. Ask yourself: what is it that is getting in the way of my happiness? &lt;br /&gt;Rule #71 - Research, research, research the wedding party. And when you are done researching, research some more. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #72 - Studies have shown that women have a more developed sense of smell. Breath mints - small cost, big yield. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #73 - Keep interactions with the parents of the bride and groom to a minimum. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #74 - In case of emergency, refer to the rulebook. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #75 - Girls in hats tend to be proper and rarely give it up. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #76 - No excuses. Play like a champion. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #77 - Carry extra protection at ALL times. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #78 - The unmarried female rabbi - is she fair game? Of course she is. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #79 - The tables furthest from the kitchen always get served first. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #80 - Stop, look, listen. At weddings. In life. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #81 - Occasionally bring a gift - you're getting sex without having to buy dinner, so you can afford a blender. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #82 - Always think ahead but always stay in the moment. Reconcile this paradox and you'll not only get the girl, you might also get peace of mind. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #83 - Don't let the ring bearer bum your smokes. His parents may start to ask questions. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #84 - Stay clear of the wedding planner. They may recognize you and start to wonder. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #85 - Don't use the "I have two months to live" bit - not cool, not effective. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #86 - Shoes say a lot about the man. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #87 - Always choose large weddings. More choice. Easier to blend. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #88 - You're from out of town. ALWAYS. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #89 - Know something about the place you say you are from, whether be from another US state or another country. Texas is too-played out. For some reason, England, Germany or even New Hampshire seem to work. Master the accents convincingly, and you've nailed them! &lt;br /&gt;Rule #90 - Of course you dream of one day having children. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #91 - Never dance to "What I Like About You." It's long past time to let that song go. Someone will request it at every wedding. Don't dance to it. No matter how hot the girl. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #92 - Tell the bride's friends and family that you are family of the groom and visa-versa. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #93 - Only take one car. You never know when you'll need to make a fast escape. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #94 - Deep down, most people hate themselves. This knowledge is the key to most bedroom doors. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #95 - Try not to show off on the dance floor. This means you Jeremy. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #96 - Etiquette isn't old-fashioned. It's sexy. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #97 - Catholic weddings - the classic dilemma: painfully long ceremony - horny girls. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #98 - The newspaper Wedding Announcements are your racing form. Choose carefully. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #99 - Be judicious with cologne. Citrus tones are best. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #100 - Save the tuxes for "the big show" only. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #101 - Avoid women who were psychology majors in college. There is no kind of woman more clingy and persistent than a psychologist investigating your story later on. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #102 - No periwinkle colored ties, please. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #103 - Always have an early "appointment" the next morning. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #104 - Be well groomed and well-mannered. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #105 - Never cockblock a fellow Crasher. Cockblocking an invited guest--okay. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #106 - Eat plentiful, digest your food. You'll need the energy later. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #107 - Know when to abandon ship if it ain't floating. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #108 - Know your swing and salsa dancing. Girls love to get twisted around. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #109 - Always carry an assortment of place cards to match any wedding design. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #110 - Make sure your magic trick and balloon animal skills are not rusty. If the kids love it, the girls will too. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #111 - Never have sex with bride or groom's mother even if she is the hottest bombshell at the wedding. Just control yourself. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #112 - Have FUN! It's why you're there!!! &lt;br /&gt;Rule #113 - Don't look for opportunities; make them. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #114 - 3-4 months to wedding crash--funerals are year round! &lt;br /&gt;Rule #115 - Never walk away from a crasher in a funny jacket.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-113684019556433362?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/113684019556433362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=113684019556433362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/113684019556433362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/113684019556433362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2006/01/115-rules.html' title='115 rules'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-113239447010543812</id><published>2005-11-19T04:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T05:01:10.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving break</title><content type='html'>As one CH once said, "Take me home!"  I wouldn't use any other inebriated inspired phrase at this point to describe what I'm feeling.  I'm ready to get back to Cleveland to see everyone and get a level head once again.  All I need to say is that I'll see most of you all in the bunker...later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-113239447010543812?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/113239447010543812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=113239447010543812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/113239447010543812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/113239447010543812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2005/11/thanksgiving-break.html' title='Thanksgiving break'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-112814871010641779</id><published>2005-10-01T02:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T12:07:36.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah, so the OPD have my memory card because I witnessed a crime...so for the time being I can only take 13 pictures/night with the back up card I have...but I guarantee that they will be the best 13 pics of the night.  So you all stay classy and I'll talk to you later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-112814871010641779?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/112814871010641779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=112814871010641779' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/112814871010641779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/112814871010641779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2005/10/yeah-so-opd-have-my-memory-card.html' title=''/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-112614880694925899</id><published>2005-09-07T22:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T23:16:31.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Destin revisited</title><content type='html'>I just posted some pics from the Destin and I couldn't help but think about the numerous events that happened.  So here's a recap for those that were there, and and those that weren't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mags gets stung by a jellyfish the first day we're there.&lt;br /&gt;-We see a shark the first day we're there.&lt;br /&gt;-Bruno gets quite possibly the worste sun burn on his feet that anyone has ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;-Dustin finds out how good the Amber Boch really is.&lt;br /&gt;-Kevin gets down with some 40 something ladies at AJ's.&lt;br /&gt;-Dustin &amp; I get arrested for public intoxication and spend a night in jail.&lt;br /&gt;-Kevin drank for about 48 hours.&lt;br /&gt;-The Walkers met with their 1st defeat.&lt;br /&gt;-Orange Day.&lt;br /&gt;-Fun on the roof.&lt;br /&gt;-Chris slept in the closet all week.&lt;br /&gt;-We cought crabs...the good kind.&lt;br /&gt;-New friends from Auburn.&lt;br /&gt;-Pompano Joe's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-112614880694925899?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/112614880694925899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=112614880694925899' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/112614880694925899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/112614880694925899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2005/09/destin-revisited.html' title='Destin revisited'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-112581411971949589</id><published>2005-09-04T02:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T02:09:31.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF</title><content type='html'>What a night.  I honestly don't know what to make of it.  I have never drank this much but I still feel fine.  I got home and counted 17 tabs, but then found 3 more on my chair after i got up...so yeah.  Tonight was crazy.   But I still feel like it could've been better.  It's only 2:00am and I'm turning in!  Should I be uptown at this point?  Yes.  And tomorrow I plan on being at Top Deck for the majority of the night...after playing Drink-O of course.  So I guess I'll turn in for the night.  Hope everyone had a productive night.  CH, you know what I'm talking about.  Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-112581411971949589?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/112581411971949589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=112581411971949589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/112581411971949589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/112581411971949589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2005/09/wtf.html' title='WTF'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-112499893664027872</id><published>2005-08-25T15:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T15:42:16.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Miami</title><content type='html'>So, we finally got some internet action today.  But I don't feel like posting much.  We have a house as most of you all know, and I still have to sort all of the pictures from Destin.  I'm thinking that they'll be done and on a cd by Thanksgiving break.  That is all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-112499893664027872?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/112499893664027872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=112499893664027872' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/112499893664027872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/112499893664027872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2005/08/miami.html' title='Miami'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-111463399791910039</id><published>2005-04-27T16:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T16:38:02.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuatro de Mayo</title><content type='html'>So the time has finally come.  You know the one I'm talking about.  It's that ripe old age where drinking in public is no longer something to stress about.  It's that age where you no longer have to rely on older siblings to purchase alcohol for you.  It's that age where you look forward to turning 25 so you can rent a car.  Most importantly it's that age where you can keep a case of Natty in your fridge at home without getting in trouble.  One week and I will be 21, and in one week I will be taking a final...and then two the next day...and then one the day fter that.  So basically what I'm getting at is I won't be able to fully appreciate my 21st until I get home.  That's the good news for all of you.  You have probably heard about it already, but if you didn't I'm having my 21st party around the 14th of May (everyone is invited).  I assume most everyone will be back by that time.  I figure since Dan &amp; I share a b-day and Hill's is on the 14th, we'll have a joint party or something like that.  I can't supply any alcohol to minors though, because I am after all a responsible adult...jk.  Beer for everyone!  I only have a couple expectations: Bruno doesn't try to out-drink Hill in a case race, Kevin and I walk somewhere, and Hill gets crazy drunk (TAKE ME HOME!!!).  Ya, so I think that's about it.  Let me know if you're coming or not so I can get a sense of how much beer I'll need to acquire.  Later kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-111463399791910039?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/111463399791910039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=111463399791910039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/111463399791910039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/111463399791910039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2005/04/cuatro-de-mayo.html' title='Cuatro de Mayo'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-111436650581313720</id><published>2005-04-24T12:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T15:01:34.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fest in the Ghetto</title><content type='html'>So as many of you know Ghetto Fest was yesterday, and I felt that I should share my story with you all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I woke up yesterday to a forecast of rain and temperatures in the 40's, and Ghetto Fest is of course an outside event, but regardless I wasn't going to be discouraged by this.  So it all basically began around 1:00pm when Dan &amp; I walked over to the Ghetto and found a house that had the most potential.  Soon after arriving and havign a brew (if a Keystone can be called a brew), I was approached and asked if I was an undercover cop...because I look like one appearantly?  After that, not much happened.  Jeff and Chad showed up laater on in the afternoon, and then at about 4:30pm there was some pudding wrestlling on the front yard, where even the police had to come watch.  So after that was done, we drank some more and then went to eat dinner.  Well, I tried to eat some spaghetti but I couldn't keep it down.  It felt good to relinquish some of the toxins from my system, only to replace them later on in the night when we returned to the same house.  So yeah, once we got back that's when the crazy stuff began to happen, but I probably shouldn't talk about some of them (ahem Jeff and Phil).  Adam and Tim showed up to party with us all and by this point I'd have to say that half the party was our group of friends.  So the night progressed, and some 70's porn was put on...Jeff rode the inflatable dragon with a mom...Tennessee roped off a hallway...Dan went all the way back to the dorm to burn a new cd for the party...we finally got some Natty...and I partied for 12 hours.  So after the party had died down around 1:00 Phil and I left and headed uptown, and then back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I left out a lot of info, but that's basically what it was like...nothing compared to the past ones I guess, but it was fun non the less.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-111436650581313720?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/111436650581313720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=111436650581313720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/111436650581313720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/111436650581313720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2005/04/fest-in-ghetto.html' title='The Fest in the Ghetto'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-111344376607925280</id><published>2005-04-13T21:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T21:56:06.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Warped Tour takes a turn for the worse</title><content type='html'>So I had high hopes for the Warped Tour this year, but I guess I shoudn't have been.  It's completely gone to shit.  after looking at the list of bands that are signed up to tour, I feel depressed.  What happened to the good ol days where every band was punk rock for the most part?  I see no bands that are worthy for a spot on this tour.  Billy Idol may be a legend?...but he shouldn't be touring with this tour.  And c'mon, Simple Plan is still around?  How did that happen?  I am glad to see the Dropkick Murphys are signed up...but I'm not paying $28 to see them while I'd be surrounded by a bunch of pop-loving teen girls...I mean that is the audience this tour is appealing to these days right?  Maybe I'm too old?  Nah.  O well, the list of bands is below so you can check it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The Academy Is...&lt;br /&gt; The A.K.A.S&lt;br /&gt; The All-American Rejects&lt;br /&gt; Amber Pacific&lt;br /&gt; Another Damn Disappointment&lt;br /&gt; Armor For Sleep&lt;br /&gt; ASG&lt;br /&gt; Atreyu&lt;br /&gt; Avenged Sevenfold&lt;br /&gt; Bedouin Sound Clash&lt;br /&gt; Billy Idol&lt;br /&gt; The Bled&lt;br /&gt; Bleed The Dream&lt;br /&gt; Bleeding Through&lt;br /&gt; Boys Night Out&lt;br /&gt; The Briefs&lt;br /&gt; A Change of Pace&lt;br /&gt; Dead 60's&lt;br /&gt; Dillinger Escape Plan&lt;br /&gt; Dropkick Murphys&lt;br /&gt; El Pus&lt;br /&gt; Emery&lt;br /&gt; The Explosion&lt;br /&gt; Fall Out Boy&lt;br /&gt; The Fight&lt;br /&gt; Fivespeed&lt;br /&gt; From First to Last&lt;br /&gt; Fu Manchu&lt;br /&gt; Funeral For a Friend&lt;br /&gt; Gatsby's American Dream&lt;br /&gt; Go Betty Go&lt;br /&gt; Gogol Bordello&lt;br /&gt; Gratitude&lt;br /&gt; Greeley Estates&lt;br /&gt; Gym Class Heroes&lt;br /&gt; Halifax&lt;br /&gt; Hawthorne Heights&lt;br /&gt; Hidden In Plain View&lt;br /&gt; Hopesfall&lt;br /&gt; HorrorPops&lt;br /&gt; Hot Rod Circuit&lt;br /&gt; The Kinison&lt;br /&gt; Kiros&lt;br /&gt; Left Alone (BBQ Band)&lt;br /&gt; Lordz of Brooklyn&lt;br /&gt; Lost City Angels&lt;br /&gt; Mae&lt;br /&gt; Matchbook Romance&lt;br /&gt; The Matches&lt;br /&gt; Mest&lt;br /&gt; Midtown&lt;br /&gt; Millencolin&lt;br /&gt; Motion City Soundtrack&lt;br /&gt; MxPx&lt;br /&gt; My American Heart&lt;br /&gt; My Chemical Romance&lt;br /&gt; No Use For A Name&lt;br /&gt; The Offspring&lt;br /&gt; Opiate For The Masses&lt;br /&gt; Plain White T's&lt;br /&gt; Reggie And The Full Effect&lt;br /&gt; Relient K&lt;br /&gt; Rufio&lt;br /&gt; Saosin&lt;br /&gt; Senses Fail&lt;br /&gt; Shiragirl&lt;br /&gt; Sha Stimuli&lt;br /&gt; Silverstein&lt;br /&gt; Simple Plan&lt;br /&gt; Skindred&lt;br /&gt; Something Corporate&lt;br /&gt; The Starting Line&lt;br /&gt; Street Dogs&lt;br /&gt; Strike Anywhere&lt;br /&gt; Strung Out&lt;br /&gt; Stutterfly&lt;br /&gt; A Thorn For Every Heart&lt;br /&gt; Thrice&lt;br /&gt; Throw Rag&lt;br /&gt; Transplants&lt;br /&gt; Tsunami Bomb&lt;br /&gt; The Twenty Two's&lt;br /&gt; The Unseen&lt;br /&gt; Underoath&lt;br /&gt; Valient Thorr&lt;br /&gt; Yesterdays Rising&lt;br /&gt; ZAO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-111344376607925280?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/111344376607925280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=111344376607925280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/111344376607925280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/111344376607925280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2005/04/warped-tour-takes-turn-for-worse.html' title='Warped Tour takes a turn for the worse'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-111212635597915695</id><published>2005-03-29T14:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T14:59:15.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Houses</title><content type='html'>Some houses I found that welcome spring breakers...which I'm guessing means they accept summer goers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.panama-city-beach-fla.com/thepalms.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.pcbsunsetrentals.com/peekaviewcottages.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gulfcoastrentals.com/florida-6/1pan2-blevins-panama-city.htm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-111212635597915695?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/111212635597915695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=111212635597915695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/111212635597915695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/111212635597915695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2005/03/3-houses_29.html' title='3 Houses'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-111205172814459193</id><published>2005-03-28T17:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T18:15:28.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PCB info</title><content type='html'>So I was doing some research on Panama City Beach, and found a lot of things to do there.  I figure the est way to share it is to post it here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...the Clubs and Bar/Grills&lt;br /&gt;Club La Vela&lt;br /&gt;       http://www.lavela.com/home.htm&lt;br /&gt;Schooners&lt;br /&gt;       http://www.schooners.com/&lt;br /&gt;Sharky's Beach Club&lt;br /&gt;       http://www.sharkysbeach.com/&lt;br /&gt;Spinnaker&lt;br /&gt;       http://www.spinnakerbeachclub.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...the racetracks&lt;br /&gt;Ebro Greyhound Park&lt;br /&gt;       http://www.ebrogreyhoundpark.com/ebro/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a quote that I found at a travel site in regards to the night life in PCB&lt;br /&gt;       http://www.funtastik.com/Florida/travel/Panama/City/PanamaCityToDo.html&lt;br /&gt;              "If dining and dancing are on the itinerary, Panama City boasts some of the most celebrated  restaurants and clubs in the world. Club Lavela, the largest nightclub in the world, is  located here. With 150,000 square feet, 48 bars, seven dancefloors and   five bandstages, it is easy to see why this particular spot is so popular with Panama  City.  ¿½s increasing number of Spring Breakers. Also popular with the college set are The  Brig, with its fishing fleet docked right outside the door, and Mescalitoï  ¿½s, featuring  live alternative and acoustic bands at night. If seafood is what you.  ¿½re craving, look no  further. Panama City has award-winning restaurants that provide both local dishes and  international specialties.&lt;br /&gt;       Actually, just check out the whole site.  It basically sums up PCB.  THERE ARE MASSIVE AMOUNTS OF OUTDOOR ACTIVITIES THERE.  And I know I've said this a lot, but the water is one of the key factors.  It's extremely clear and just begs to be snorkled in.  BTW, snorkles cost almost nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have for now, and I'm sure I'll find more later.  Hope that helps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-111205172814459193?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/111205172814459193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=111205172814459193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/111205172814459193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/111205172814459193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2005/03/pcb-info.html' title='PCB info'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-111155747824328594</id><published>2005-03-23T00:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T00:33:20.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I want to go to Panama</title><content type='html'>So after another unproductive night of finding out where we're going at the end of the summer, I've decided to make a list of all the reasons why Panama appeals to me and Virginia Beach doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) The water is going to be clearer in Gulf than in the Atlantic.  Think of what you can do in clear water...snorkle!  I was just talking to Dan and he brought up the point that we could dive for sand dollars and those sort of things.  Sound cheesy?  Yeah, but I think it could be fun.&lt;br /&gt;2.) The road trip.  Although it's considerably longer than the drive to Virginia Beach, that just means there are more chances and time for crazy things to happen.  Personally I'm a fan of road trips.&lt;br /&gt;3.) We have info on the area.  I've personally put in numerous hours of searching for places to stay and getting info on the surrounding areas.  O yeah, I also looked up info on Virginia Beach...and it's no better than Panama.  Does it have less humidity?&lt;br /&gt;4.) I've found that the houses are cheaper and better value in Panama.  I've posted links to beach house rentals in earlier blogs, so I'm not touching on this much.&lt;br /&gt;5.) It's Panama!  It's a huge spring break destination.  Yeah I know we aren't going during spring break, but is that going to make a big difference?  It's not like the bars and clubs disappear in the off-season.  I get the impression that some people think it's a ghost town during the summer.  Find some proof for me, and then I may reconsider going there.&lt;br /&gt;6.) Did I mention that the water is in the mid 80's?  Virginia Beach's water temp is in the 70's I believe.&lt;br /&gt;7.) I heard it's near Laguna Beach (I know the show took place in CA, but I guess there's one in FL).  I never watched the show, but it's still something that Virginia Beach doesn't have.&lt;br /&gt;8.) Virginia has some massive snaggle going on.  Panama does not.&lt;br /&gt;9.) La Vela X&lt;br /&gt;10.) Ya know...I'm not changing my mind, because I've already researched this trip and I've found what I want...Panama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruno, check out that site below.  Maybe you'll find something you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.pcbhi.com/Panama-City-Beach/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-111155747824328594?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/111155747824328594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=111155747824328594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/111155747824328594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/111155747824328594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2005/03/why-i-want-to-go-to-panama.html' title='Why I want to go to Panama'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-111146541279581899</id><published>2005-03-21T23:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T23:25:56.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Trip</title><content type='html'>Well,&lt;br /&gt;since the chat room didn't work out tonight all I have to say is that I want to go to Panama City.  Dan and I have found some sites that have different beach homes in the area, and some are really cheap...like $900/week.  Some are also around $2200/week, which I think is our cut-off as far as rates go.  So here are the sites we found.  Look around and lemme know what you think.  I know we haven't decided if we're going there yet, but check 'em out regardless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.panamabeachrentals.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.oceanreefresorts.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.beachhouse.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://garrettrealty.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, basically Panama looks good to me because it's in the Gulf.  The water is clearer and warmer...oh yeah and it's in Panama City.  It's closer than Daytona and possibly less trashy?  A little fun fact: It's a 17 hour drive from Cleveland, and about 1,000 miles.  Seems like the perfect road trip.  Lata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-111146541279581899?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/111146541279581899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=111146541279581899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/111146541279581899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/111146541279581899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2005/03/summer-trip.html' title='Summer Trip'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-111137121440860159</id><published>2005-03-20T20:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T00:13:23.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A few good quotes...</title><content type='html'>Some quotes that stick out in my mind from our past Windsor trip...some you may get, some you may not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nice Wallet"&lt;br /&gt;"I'm doing it for the feathered bangs"&lt;br /&gt;"Wow, that was alot...am I going to have to match that?"&lt;br /&gt;"Did you pee in the shower?"&lt;br /&gt;"I forgot my ID again"&lt;br /&gt;"Do you have brews in your pocket?"&lt;br /&gt;"I'm gonna be honest"&lt;br /&gt;"I feel like I've just been sand blasted"&lt;br /&gt;"Why are you making up names?"&lt;br /&gt;"5-4-3-2-1"&lt;br /&gt;"I drank 1 Liter of Max Ice"&lt;br /&gt;"I'm from wisconsin, but he's from around here"&lt;br /&gt;"Over-played"&lt;br /&gt;"Just couldn't finish it off eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...more to come&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-111137121440860159?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/111137121440860159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=111137121440860159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/111137121440860159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/111137121440860159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2005/03/few-good-quotes.html' title='A few good quotes...'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-111039008760942024</id><published>2005-03-09T12:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T12:41:27.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, who knew this could happen?</title><content type='html'>First let me start by posting a message I recieved earlier today from Lopez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DLo459 (10:52:12 AM): hey i know this is going to be a huge surprise (who'da thunk it, but i cant go to windsor due to the fact that i just got a job, finally, at ups and the shift i work is from 10-2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I suprised?  No.  Did I expect this to happen?  Well, I'd like to say that I didn't, but the reality of it all is that what Dustin says is worthless.  You can't believe or go by anything he says.  There is always something that comes up last minute which changes his plans.  I really can't remember the last time I hung out with Lopez for a decent amount of time before he left to go do something else with someone else...I understand that he just got a job, and I understand that people need to work.  But what I don't get is how he's conveniently working on the Tuesday that we planned to hang out in Windsor.  Keep in mind that this had been planned out for some time.  I guess I'm just annoyed.  I get the impression that he thinks it's possibly funny that he is always cancelling plans with his friends?  Nothing is funny about being unreliable, espacially when it envolves your friends.   Not to name any names, but mnay people didn't expect him to show, and they were right.  I remained hopeful that hey, maybe Lopez has seen his ways, and will attempt to change it...but I guess I was wrong.  Is it wrong to want to see a friend that has secluded himself from the group?  Maybe?  Possibly I'm wasting effort in trying to get Lopez to hang out with us all again.  I dunno.  But my time with this is over.  Dustin, when you don't have any excuses you can chill with us again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-111039008760942024?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/111039008760942024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=111039008760942024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/111039008760942024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/111039008760942024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2005/03/wow-who-knew-this-could-happen.html' title='Wow, who knew this could happen?'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-110991207660260601</id><published>2005-03-03T23:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T14:02:21.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you're a college student when...</title><content type='html'>A little list I found @ Collegehumor.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You have yet to turn off your computer for at least 3 months, lest someone miss your Pulitzer winning away messages, such as "What if the Hokey Pokey is REALLY what its all about?" &lt;br /&gt; 9. You have found that your standard of living has reduced significantly. Clothes formerly categorized as 'dirty' now require sub-categories like 'still smells like beer but okay to wear to class' or 'reeks like thrown-up sushi: gym-use only'. &lt;br /&gt; 8. Going to class at 11 is no longer 'awesome', as it appears from high school, but is rather very early, very annoying and recognizable by extensive complaints. "What are we, on a farm? Why the hell is it so early? Are there rustic outdoor chores to be done?" The crack of dawn has hence been pushed forward to 10 a.m. &lt;br /&gt; 7. You are now a NASA certified astronaut, having mastered the art of powdered/dried food preparation, sleep deprivation, and pissing in unique and unknown circumstances. &lt;br /&gt; 6. Your Brita filter is filled to the brim with Vlady's, as a result of last night's effort to filter the cheap vodka into a liquid less similar to chlorine. &lt;br /&gt; 5. Overheard bits of conversation around campus such as "...then I boiled it in a POT for like..." perk you up immediately. &lt;br /&gt; 4. You've made a small fortune in a quick, easy, and socially conscious manner... but have no plasma left to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt; 3. The police no longer represent an authoritative entity dedicated to public service and safety, but are rather recognized in drunken hazes as "Its the fuckin po!", "Arrest me pussy", and "You fuckin po!".&lt;br /&gt; 2. As a female, your main preocupation is breast amplification. As a male, your sole preocupation is capitalizing on said amplification. &lt;br /&gt; 1. Words like "major", "career", and "the real world" induce a primordial reaction, causing severe anxiety, distress, and self-doubt. Antidote found only in metal cans pagacked in half-dozen quantities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-110991207660260601?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/110991207660260601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=110991207660260601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110991207660260601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110991207660260601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2005/03/you-know-youre-college-student-when.html' title='You know you&apos;re a college student when...'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-110982382055973747</id><published>2005-03-02T23:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T23:27:20.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>21 is around the corner</title><content type='html'>Well, as many of you know in about 2 months I will be 21.  As I look back on the past couple of years I have thought about all the fun times I will no longer be able to enjoy...atleast without feeling like a loser.  Take for instance running from the cops after I've been drinking.  Last time I've checked, no 21 year olds run from the cops after a few beers.  Is there a possibility that I will still do it?  Maybe.  Windsor...my beloved Windsor.  Once I turn 21 will it still be as magical?  I hope so, but I fear that drinking in the states will appeal to me more.  I have also realized how much fun and freedom I will gain from this birthday.  First of all, I will no longer need to rely on my bro for alcohol. Amen!  Although we will continue to plan drinking extravaganzas, we will also be able to have some random unplanned nights of getting krunked.  What?!  Yeah...anywho.  I was talking to Kevin and we both agreed that this summer will involve many drunken nights.  And yes, I do plan on hosting a keg party once everyone gets back from school.  Lata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-110982382055973747?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/110982382055973747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=110982382055973747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110982382055973747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110982382055973747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2005/03/21-is-around-corner.html' title='21 is around the corner'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-110964752410258828</id><published>2005-02-28T22:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T22:25:24.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The pros and cons of Windsor SB</title><content type='html'>+ Drinking Legaly&lt;br /&gt;+ Beers in the bath tub&lt;br /&gt;+ Being able to dance with girls, and not having CH steal them&lt;br /&gt;+ Revisiting Dante's&lt;br /&gt;+ Buying a Bubba again&lt;br /&gt;+ Hiting up ice machines on each floor to fill the bath tub&lt;br /&gt;+ Good stories and pics&lt;br /&gt;+ "X"&lt;br /&gt;+ Molson XXX&lt;br /&gt;+ Nickle slots?&lt;br /&gt;+ Goldbond thrown in the dark&lt;br /&gt;+ Lack of eye contact / looking suspicious while crossing the border&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Can't smoke on the streets&lt;br /&gt;- No CH&lt;br /&gt;- Only being there for 2 nights&lt;br /&gt;- Probably's gonna be cold as hell&lt;br /&gt;- Sour Patch Kids and cashews&lt;br /&gt;- Hangovers are inevitable&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-110964752410258828?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/110964752410258828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=110964752410258828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110964752410258828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110964752410258828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2005/02/pros-and-cons-of-windsor-sb.html' title='The pros and cons of Windsor SB'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-110963914758440501</id><published>2005-02-28T19:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T15:23:06.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Final</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I'm going to make this short and sweet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Windsor.&lt;br /&gt;Leaving Chagrin around 9:30am on Monday 14.&lt;br /&gt;A solid 2 or so days of drinking.&lt;br /&gt;Getting back whenever on Wednesday 16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, it's going to be...&lt;br /&gt;Kevin&lt;br /&gt;Scanlon&lt;br /&gt;Dan&lt;br /&gt;Lopez for 1 night&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you aren't listed above and want to come, let me know.  Adios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I'm still curious who Anonymous was&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-110963914758440501?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/110963914758440501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=110963914758440501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110963914758440501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110963914758440501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2005/02/its-final.html' title='It&apos;s Final'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-110903462715577267</id><published>2005-02-21T19:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T00:25:46.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More on Windsor</title><content type='html'>So after talking to Kevin, I think this trip to Windsor will be on March 14 &amp; 15 (mon/tue).  Nothing else seems to be practical.  Yeah, I'd be down for partying on St. Patty's Day (17th) and then going up north for the 18th and 19th (fri/sat), but then we'd all have to come home on Sunday and drive straight back to school...so that's out of the question.  I did a little bit of research and found that there are a couple things that go on during monday and tuesday although it might not seem like it.  Mondays have "Great drink specials and a great way to start the week!" at Voodoo.  Reactor has some good drink prices and no cover appearantly.  Not sure if we went there last time, but I'm sure it'll be fun.  Tuesday's are similar, and there are various "events" that go on...M4 know's what I'm talking about.  So, I think it will be a good trip.  Lemme know if you wanna come, EVERYONE IS INVITED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-110903462715577267?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/110903462715577267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=110903462715577267' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110903462715577267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110903462715577267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2005/02/more-on-windsor.html' title='More on Windsor'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-110870322379432690</id><published>2005-02-17T23:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T00:07:03.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break 05</title><content type='html'>So, I'm making this official as of now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are going to be in town between March 12-20 there is going to be a road trip to our neighbors up north.  I'm thinking that we'll hit up Windsor again and stay for a couple nights.  Maybe even party there for St. Patty's Day? (that's the 17th by the way)  If we don't make it there for the holidays, then we'll certainly be continuing the tradition of early-morning drink-fest followed by the trip downtown to wander the streets of Clevelnd.  Let me know if you are going to be in town.  I know some people are open and have already expressed their enthusiasm.  So yeah, that's about it.  Lemme know if you want in, and we'll see you in Canada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-110870322379432690?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/110870322379432690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=110870322379432690' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110870322379432690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110870322379432690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2005/02/spring-break-05.html' title='Spring Break 05'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-110824597978289678</id><published>2005-02-12T17:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T22:22:13.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bruno blog</title><content type='html'>Well, since Bruno commented on one of my blogs, I thought I'd do some commenting of my own on one of his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;1. I forgot how much I love margaritas...ok I have no comment, I like them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Again, finished undefeated in beer pong (Stowe, you are my protege)...Probability of it happening, Likely.  But how many games were played?  I'd like to think it was 1 or 2.  What ever.  I mean as long as you are the drink leader, than everything is fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "I feel naked" - Stephanie and Christine...alright...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Inventing a new drinking game...no problems there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. All green night (except I only particpated in a third of it)...that's nothing new.  Too cool to participate.  *Ahem*  80's New Years party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. "This feels like third grade all over again" - me...I like to quote myself too sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. "I'll give you a kiss if you call him a bastard" - Stephanie...Do we assume David called someone else a bastard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  "Oh, I love this game" - Nick, refering to the drinking game we just invented as he walked in...I'd love to hear about this game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. "I drank double digits in drinks for the first time since this summer" - me...and then you threw up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. "You mean you don't want to remember anything by the end of the night" - Laura...was this directed towards Dave, and if it was, he obviously didn't fulfil that goal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-110824597978289678?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110824597978289678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110824597978289678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2005/02/bruno-blog.html' title='Bruno blog'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-110824542232682249</id><published>2005-02-12T16:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T16:43:27.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 things that bother me</title><content type='html'>10.) Being uptown on a Friday night while being sober.  I wouldn't say I hate it...it's just awkward.&lt;br /&gt;9.) 90 second keg stands.  They're so hard to do, it just makes me angry.&lt;br /&gt;8.) The people who yell at parties non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;7.) People acting like they're drunk.&lt;br /&gt;6.) Rip offs of Converse.  If you like the style of Converse, then stick with the original.  It's not like you need to buy rip offs because of the price or anything.  C'mon they're like $30.&lt;br /&gt;5.) Rice.  Myth busted.&lt;br /&gt;4.) Excessive amounts of school spirit.  GO WAKE!!&lt;br /&gt;3.) Key Stone.  It's so sweet that it makes your teeth hurt.&lt;br /&gt;2.) Ug boots worn with a skirt.&lt;br /&gt;1.) Girls who have a tattoo of a butterfly, heart, flower or something along those lines on their hip, lower back, or ankle.  That's so original!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot one more, and that is people on facebook that don't have a picture up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-110824542232682249?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/110824542232682249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=110824542232682249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110824542232682249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110824542232682249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2005/02/10-things-that-bother-me.html' title='10 things that bother me'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-110792271370972652</id><published>2005-02-08T23:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T23:18:33.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chivalry...enlighten me</title><content type='html'>Ok,&lt;br /&gt;so I was talking to Dan about this earlier...and I really want some female input (guys can comment too if you want).  This topic came about when we were talking to Bruno, but that's another story and another blog...we'll see.  Anyways, Is chivalry dead?  I mean, do girls really appreciate it, or is it something better left in the past?  It all seems kinda cheesy to me.  Can girls not open the door for themselves?  Or what about pulling out a chair for them?  Don't get me wrong, I understand that it makes girls feel special and appreciated when you take the time and go out of your way, but I dunno...time's change.  Lemme know what you think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-110792271370972652?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/110792271370972652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=110792271370972652' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110792271370972652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110792271370972652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2005/02/chivalryenlighten-me.html' title='Chivalry...enlighten me'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-110781305953471292</id><published>2005-02-07T16:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T16:53:10.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Lessons</title><content type='html'>So I found this list on some site.  It's 184 Life Lessons to learn from MacGyver.  Thought I'd share it with all those MacGyver fans out there.  Even if you aren't a fan, you might just learn something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) There's nothing you can't do if you have a Swiss Army Knife, a roll of duct tape, and your wits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) You can do more with a gun than just fire it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Beware of beautiful women who take a sudden interest in you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) When you hear the words, "Mac, this is a sure thing. We'll be rich!" You better run! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Watch out for one-name people who are masters of disguise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) When your boss hints that he'd like you to take on one more assignment before your vacation, just say "NO" and keep saying it as you head for your Jeep. Then, as you take on the assignment, tell yourself it won't take that long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Watch where you walk. You may find yourself out cold and in another time. The same goes for what you watch on your TV, as you sack out after your latest assignment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Be careful where you take your vacations. A relative's cabin isn't safe if your nemesis is a ruthless dictator with a small army. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Always dress both stylishly and comfortably. Be aware of the kind of shirt you have on. A '70s shirt on a late '80s kind of guy always gets comments, usually negative ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Keep a spare Swiss Army Knife (SAK) on hand, to "give" to nimble-fingered child thieves. You may otherwise find yourself negotiating with said thief for the return of said SAK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Remember that a short trip to pick up an old friend can often take some strange turns, such as a detour to a Caribbean island in a stolen helicopter to kidnap some crackpot dictator you've never heard of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Beware of uninvited dinner guests who booby-trap your home. The same goes for vengeful female assasins and jailed psychos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Don't be surprised if some young man comes up to you one day and tells you you're his long-lost father. He may not be joking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Nice guys don't always finish last. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Any problem can be solved with a little ingenuity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) One person can make a difference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Never underestimate the power of chocolate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) The most important tool for survival isn't duct tape or a Swiss Army Knife, it's your wits. Always keep them about you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Hockey is a lot like life. It's a team sport, you have to work together, and no matter how hard you try to play by the rules, not everyone will play fair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) If at first you don't succeed, try freshman physics or chemistry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) When people are shooting at you, duck! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) It's okay to say "ow" when you get hurt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Friends are the adventures of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) We're all going to die; the trick is not to rush it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Desperation tends to make one sort of flexible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) You can do anything you want to if you put your mind to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) Sleep in your shoes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) If you got something to say, you should say it or it's just gonna tear you up inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) It never hurts to get a little culture in your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) If you let yourself be afraid of dying, you're just going to end up being afraid of living. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Being (or pretending to be) six feet under might just be taking "lying low" a little too far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) Thirty-two seconds is a lot to lose out of any day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Love can sure affect productivity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) How you look at the world depends on where you are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Sometimes the best way to distract a guy is to make him see the light. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) Sugar cubes are a great source of energy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) Mountains are kind of two-faced. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) Good traps have good bait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) Alfalfa sprouts are good for two reasons, they have lots of minerals and they don't stain your clothes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) Dreams are important, otherwise sleep is just eight hours of nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41) How can you owe a friend? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42) How can one not help a maniac who insults policemen in the name of justice? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43) The one useful thing about PCP is that it explodes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44) Some men aren't designed to be caged. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45) A guy just can't be rude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46) There is a universal truth, he who has the gun asks the questions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47) Surprise kills. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48) Stay low, stay careful, and make a moving target. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49) Sometimes the only way you can solve a problem is by being in two places at once. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50) An oil-soaked rag makes a perfect fuse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51) First impressions are very important. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52) There's a time to be Daniel Boone, and a time to be a plumber. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53) Math and science do prove useful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54) A parent can take only so much responsibility. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55) Friends stand by each other through everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56) There's no place like home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57) Great thing about a map, it can get you in and out of places a lot of different ways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58) Sometimes when you're in trouble you just have to tap Mother Nature for a little help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59) A legend has to start someplace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60) Missiles come in all sizes and shapes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61) The less you know sometimes, the better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62) We all get our priorities mixed up once in a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63) Finders, keepers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64) Friendship works two ways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65) The important thing is how you feel inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66) When in doubt, simplify it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67) No machine is invincible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68) You gotta stop and smell the roses once in a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69) Don't look down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70) Concealed weapon? That's a Swiss Army Knife. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71) Some things in life just aren't fair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72) Dudes are dudes all over the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73) There should always be a little margin for error. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74) Myths and dreams come from the same place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75) Evil never plays fair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76) Sometimes things are hidden under the surface. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77) This Christmas stuff gets a little sappy after a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78) We all lose people we love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79) Everybody gets nervous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80) Ten-and-a-half days at sea is enough water for anybody. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81) Hypnotism's been known to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82) A little misdirection never hurt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83) How can you feel confined when you're in touch with the universe? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84) Go ahead, live a little. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85) If you don't have the right equipment for the job, you just have to make it yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86) Friendship is a wonderful thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87) Duct tape is real handy stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88) Be positive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89) Age is only in the mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90) Being scared's a lot worse when you're all alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91) The interesting thing about explosives is that they decay and get touchy, unless you become real lucky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92) There's got to be a gigantic secret factory somewhere putting out nothing but junk mail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93) Secrets have a funny way of getting out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94) If it comes to you against the situation, don't let the situation win. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95) Even drug-dealing desperados draw the line on what they'll fly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96) Trouble just never lets up, does it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97) There are some things in the world that can't be fixed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98) There is a purely logical explanation for everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99) Any man can reinvent himself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100) Sometimes a desperate man does dumb things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;101) Never laugh at what you don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;102) With a little bit of imagination, anything is possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;103) Thank goodnes we all make mistakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;104) Another day, a whole 'nother set of possibilities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;105) Show a little class for a change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;106) You've gotta be careful what you wish for; it might come true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;107) Water's funny stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;108) People don't think straight when you touch their children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;109) You've gotta learn to be more optimistic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;110) Eating right never hurt anybody. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;111) Never say die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;112) Intelligence agents are a very cautious bunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;113) Some people are scared of anybody who runs free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;114) Girls just wanna have fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;115) Don't make the same mistakes others do because if you quit, you'll always wonder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;116) When something's broken, the easiest thing is to throw it away, forget about it. But if you just step back and take a look at what you've got, you find a totally different way for it to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;117) There always seems to be a way to fix things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;118) A fuse is an easy thing to duplicate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;119) A paper clip can be a wondrous thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;120) A good relationship is a lot like a car, it'll work if you put some effort into it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;121) As long as you're alive, there's still a chance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;122) Discipline's only a crime when it's enforced by someone with the sensitivity of a rock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;123) You don't go to people with your problems, you come to your friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;124) A little dirt never hurt anybody. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;125) Friendship is something you shouldn't take lightly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;126) It's not so bad being special. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;127) Everybody makes mistakes once in a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;128) Sometimes you just have to have a little faith. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;129) Life has a way of making its point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;130) Always carry around a knapsack to pick up things you find along the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;131) Leather jackets are always in style. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;132) Always carry more than one Swiss Army Knife, just in case you happen to lose one along the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;133) Ugly dogs can be pretty useful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;134) What's a few cold germs among friends? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;135) You can always depend on your friends and they should always be able to depend on you, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;136) A little research beforehand can go a long way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;137) Whipped bean curd tastes pretty good cold, even if you're supposed to heat it up first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;138) Sometimes your life may resemble an Indiana Jones or a James Bond movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;139) You can run away from your problems for only so long before they start catching up with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;140) Don't trust fishermen who say they tie their own lures, but have artificial, store-bought ones on their hats. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;141) You never know where someone might've hidden listening devices in your home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;142) When making bayou-blackened redfish, don't have the flame on too high, or you might wind up having hamburgers or pizza instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;143) Watch your step when walking on snow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;144) Nice guys finish last, not only that, they finish last in a cast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;145) There are times when you can't bring yourself to eat several hundred beans that have been battered beyond recognition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;146) Soy sauce can be used for more than just flavoring Chinese food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;147) Your most vulnerable spots are you heart and your memories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;148) Swamp mud really stinks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;149) The perfect dish to serve at your next dinner party: roast lizard a la MacGyver. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;150) Stay away from small, obscure but always dangerous Central American countries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;151) The best partners are the ones you always seem to fight with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;152) A shrunken head doesn't exactly make a good conversation piece. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;153) Plan your sting operations carefully, but also be open to new developments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;154) Computer nerds can be quite attractive underneath their glasses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;155) Murphy's Law happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;156) Russian psychics may know more about you than you do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;157) Buy furniture that's easy to move from place to place later on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;158) Be sure to buy a couch that's comfortable to sleep on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;159) Sometime we make enemies just by being ourselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;160) Sometimes you just can't help but get involved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;161) If you want to be a troubleshooter, make sure the organization you work for has a good health insurance policy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;162) You should let your friends get away with only so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;163) Truth hurts, especially when you're not used to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;164) Taking the law into your own hands is never a good idea. You'll wind up doing more harm than good, and the only one who really gets hurt is yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;165) Imagination is the most important thing the human mind has. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;166) Most everything can be explained logically, but there are some things outside of everyday experience that cannot be explained away so easily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;167) Guilt trips are the longest and worst ones a person can ever take; you can get on it very easily, but you may never get off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;168) Using violence isn't the only way to solve a problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;169) Artificial-intelligence programs always have a few bugs in them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;170) Even scatterbrained friends are good ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;171) It's easy to get too caught up in your own dreams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;172) Friends are important, but so is being alone by yourself sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;173) Your own kitchen makes a great laboratory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;174) Being a pack rat can be a good thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;175) You may really hate heights, but sometimes you still have to climb that mountain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;176) Even your worst enemy might need your help sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;177) When you go flying with a friend, make sure two parachutes are packed and that you're fluent enough to read equipment instructions in another language. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;178) All men look good in a tux. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;179) When buying clothes, check to make sure you can get blood and dirt out of them easily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;180) A smile always brightens up the world around you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;181) Myths and legends usually are based somehow in reality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;182) When in doubt, improvise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;183) Be proud of your first name, but it's understandable if you prefer to go by your last one instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;184) Taking a risk is always worth it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found at  http://www.rusted-crush.com/macgyver/lessons2.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-110781305953471292?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/110781305953471292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=110781305953471292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110781305953471292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110781305953471292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2005/02/life-lessons.html' title='Life Lessons'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-110720691071217059</id><published>2005-01-31T16:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T16:28:30.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something weird I heard today</title><content type='html'>So I was walking back from class today, and happened to catch part of someone's conversation.  I wasn't eaves dropping or anything, it just happened.  So anyways, they were arguing with their friend that Miami doesn't have many sidewalks...there are paths, but they can't be called sidewalks.  Why?  Because they aren't at the side of the road!  They go in between buildings.  This is one of those things you wish you never overheard...because then you start to think about it.  I know I did.  I mean why would you argue about something like that, and who even thinks about those kind of things?  It all seemed stupid to me.  What ev.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-110720691071217059?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/110720691071217059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=110720691071217059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110720691071217059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110720691071217059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2005/01/something-weird-i-heard-today.html' title='Something weird I heard today'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-110696369572198042</id><published>2005-01-28T21:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T21:03:41.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My tribute to The Ramones</title><content type='html'>I was watching tv earlier and noticed that Ashlee Simpson obtain a platinum record.  This bothered me...why you ask?  Because the music industry is total BS.  Anyone can become a star in pop music if they have the slightest amount of talent.  I know that she hasn't had her FIRST cd out long, so how does she have a platinum record already?   Ashlee's not the only one who's gained success over the years (ahem Avril, Simple Plan, LFO),but I'm trying to prove a point.  I look back on the past couple of years and I really can't point out many bands/solo artists that have actually made it in the music business, and by made it I mean they are still popular/around today.  Ofcourse there are a couple lucky bands, but I'm really losing hope for today's music artists and music in general.  When I think about The Ramones and everything they accomplished, I wonder if there will ever be as great of a band again in my life time.  Probably not.  They were one of the most influential bands ever, yet have only recieved one gold record since their debut in 1974.  Think about it...out of 18 or so records, they were awarded 1 gold album.  The Ramones inspired such bands as the Red Hot Chili Peppers, the Sex Pistols, Green Day, Blink 182, and the Clash to name a few.  These are the last of the decent bands out there today.  These are the types of bands that actually write their own music and have talent.  Money is too much of a driving factor in the music industry and something needs to be done about it.  Music isn't about money, it's about music...and that was lost somewhere down the road.  If you haven't listened to a Ramones album, I highly recommend it.  You will see what I'm talking about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-110696369572198042?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/110696369572198042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=110696369572198042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110696369572198042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110696369572198042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-tribute-to-ramones.html' title='My tribute to The Ramones'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-110650946450015872</id><published>2005-01-23T14:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T15:04:27.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Al</title><content type='html'>So last night Chad, Jeff, Dan, and myself ended up going Up Town to finish our night with a little bit of D.O.B. (day old bread to the rest of you) and Pita Pit.  Well, as we left and headed towards our Hall Dan pointed something out to me.  That's right, Big Al was walking behind us.  I couldn't pass up an oportunity like this.  So I went to talk to him for a brief time and got a pic with him.  It's just amazing to me that Al is still walking the streets of Oxford.  I mean, we were seniors in HS and he was here.  I know it's possible for him to be a year or two ahead of us, but I wouldn't expect a legend to be around that long.  What ever.  That post was for the M4.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(There's a pic of Big Al in my pic site)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-110650946450015872?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/110650946450015872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=110650946450015872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110650946450015872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110650946450015872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2005/01/big-al.html' title='Big Al'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-110628886432846731</id><published>2005-01-21T01:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T01:27:44.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today we solute you...Bruno</title><content type='html'>Today we salute you, Mr. Blind Bush Supporter.  You chant, "Four more years," but have no idea why you're saying that.  You clap as your favorite "C" student from Texas stumbles over his words and makes up other words like "compassionativity."  You repeat things you hear from TV like, "Kerry is a flip-flopper," even though you have no clue about his stances.  You say moronic things like, "If you don't like him, move to Canada," ignoring the fact that the whole point of a democracy is to be able to voice disagreement.  So crack open an ice-cold Bud Light, Mr. Uninformed Voter, because maybe if you drink every day for the next four years you might not realize how terrible your choice really was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Courtesy of Mr. Hill&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-110628886432846731?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/110628886432846731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=110628886432846731' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110628886432846731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110628886432846731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2005/01/today-we-solute-youbruno.html' title='Today we solute you...Bruno'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-110620594945223480</id><published>2005-01-20T02:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T02:25:49.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in an angry mood.</title><content type='html'>Well, I gotta say something and it's going to short and to the point.  Bruno IM'ed me today telling me to check out his blog.  Appearantly it was a must read.  I skimmed through the first paragraph and then stopped reading.  Who would've guessed that it dealt with Bush and the ceremonies held today (thursday).  I'm fine with the fact that he supports Bush...everyone is entitled their own opinions.  The fact that he knows I despise Bush and his policies with a passion is what makes me mad.  I don't want to hear Bruno talk about Bush like he's a hero or something...and I didn't.  So if anyone did read the entire novel, I'd like to hear a summary of it.  Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing that got on my nerves today was a chain letter.  I HATE CHAIN LETTERS!  The topic was dealing with soldiers in Iraq.  It read something like "This is for the fighting soldiers...send it to 13 other people (yes the # was 13 for you superstitious people)...if you send it in 15 minutes something good will happen in your life/love life"...blah blah blah.  Who starts these things?  Honestly, if you send these things then you are a moron.  I know the intentions were most likely good, but at the same time could it get any lamer?  People are fighting and dying, so someone has to disrespect them by being childish and sending/continue chain letters.  I'm all about supporting the troops (even though I disagree with the war) but there are better ways to do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-110620594945223480?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/110620594945223480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=110620594945223480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110620594945223480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110620594945223480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-in-angry-mood.html' title='I&apos;m in an angry mood.'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-110532792657770191</id><published>2005-01-09T22:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T23:37:54.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Skiing at Peak N Peak...Ahem! Drinking in Niagara Falls</title><content type='html'>It all started with an innocent skiing trip to Peak N Peak...&lt;br /&gt;I remember it like it was yesterday, and it basically was.  CH pulls up to my drive and gets out making sure to point out that the weather was crappy and he wasn't sure about the trip.  We loaded up and drove to Dan's where CH made his point clear to Dan as well.  Finally we pulled up to Mag's playing Metallica's Master of Puppets like in Old School.  So we began our 2 or so hour drive to Peak N Peak and by the time we arrived it was still raining.  We all decided that skiing was out of the question, so we left.  Mag's suggested driving to Manhatten...and we disagreed.  BUT, we decided the Niagara Falls was a good idea.  So it was set, we'd drive to Niagara Falls since we were already half way there.&lt;br /&gt;After making phone calls to the 'rents with such phases used as "Yeah we still don't know what hotel we're staying.  We need to find out where the action is" -CH...we headed north.  First thing we needed was a map, and found The Traveler at a gas station.  The map was a little messed up and not to scale, but we dealt with it.  Some how we got a little lost and had to stop for directions.  We ended up at a duty free tobacco shop on an indian reservation.  When we entered, there were 3 people in the place: 2 people behind the counter and a regular talking to them.  The customer in the store could only be descibed as an old guy with long white chest hair overflowing from the neck of his shirt.  One time when he was giving directions he made a huge hand gesture to emphasize his point and he also hit me with a gaint hunk of ash from his cigarette.  I merely stepped back a foot or so.  After a 5-10 minute arguement between the 3 people about how to get to Niagara, we got some directions.  So...anyways, we got back on the road and managed to make it to the border.  Oh wait, I didn't mention how Mag's only wore snow pants and how we had to stop at an outlet store so he could buy real pants.  Ok,  so we stopped at the duty free before we entered Canada to buy some alcohol.  Who knew that you could buy alcohol in the US if it's in a duty free?  Dan did I guess.  Then we passed through the border without any problems and looked for a hotel that was near the action.&lt;br /&gt;We found one and Hill and I went to check in for 2 while Dan and Mags stayed in the jeep.  Next we went to buy some beer at a liquor store 1/2 block away.  So now we were set, we had a place to stay and brews to drink.  Well, as I went down to the lobby to get ice for the brews the lady from the front desk approached me saying "You said you had 2 people, I know you have 4.  Don't mak me regret this."  Well, maybe we should've realized that we were the only ones staying in the hotel.  It was a Thursday in early January.  Anyways we were ok, and just need to to make sure we kept under control.  We proceeded to pregame and begin our night.&lt;br /&gt;We decided to get more beer, so as we left the hotel to walk down the block we heard a person yell something at us from the front desk.  Turned out, it was a new person who was telling us to bring back some hot girls.  Ask Hill for a good description of him, he tells it best.  Later this guy would tell us that he knew the guy at the club and he would get us upstairs to some cool room.  We never saw him though.&lt;br /&gt;Next we went to the Casino where Hill put $10 down on odd and lost.  That's about all that happened there.  Then we went to The Rain Forest Cafe.  Mag's decided to leave a note for our waitress inviting here to have a drink at the hotel.  Nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;Back at the hotel we pre gamed some more and killed a bottle of Absolut while playing a new drinking game...drinking blackjack.  Later we went to a bar/nightclub.  It was alright, but nothing like the Reactor at Windsor.  So we drank and hung out.  The bathrooms smelled of urine and poop, and quite possibly the worste bathroom I've ever been in.  Plus there was throw up in the toilets.  Other than that, it was fine.  So after a while I wanted another brew...the only thing was that we had some at the room and I didnt want to pay for the bar's beer.  So I left and slammed a tall boy of LB.  I also left my jacket in the room because there was a $2 check fee at the bar.  I bought a beer for that by the way.  So after when I got back Mag's almost got in a fight with some D bag.  I still don't know why.  I think it may have been over a spilt drink.  So we eventually left and went back to the room for a minute and then left for the casino.  Mag's stayed in though.  As we wandered around the streets of Niagara, CH and myself found ourselves sliding down a hill of ice that lead into a road after we decided to take a short cut.  The casino was kinda dead because it was 3:00am but we managed to find a group of chinese people playing roulet.  One guy was throwing down some big money, but that was all.  So we left the casino and headed home.  Hill fell about 50 times on the ice, and it took longer to get back than going because we somehow ended up going 3 or so blocks in the wrong direction.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, well we got back and passed out at 4:00am.  Good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;The next morning we left the hotel and drove home where we stopped in on Kevin, David, Jon, and Dustin...no wait Dustin wasn't there.  He left after A drink.  Anyone knows that he promised to get trashed, and no one is that much of a lightweoght.  But this story is for another time, and it will be told later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-110532792657770191?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/110532792657770191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=110532792657770191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110532792657770191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110532792657770191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2005/01/skiing-at-peak-n-peakahem-drinking-in.html' title='Skiing at Peak N Peak...Ahem! Drinking in Niagara Falls'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-110290634472135712</id><published>2004-12-12T21:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T21:58:31.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break...not quite yet, but will be here soon enough</title><content type='html'>Hey,&lt;br /&gt;I just had an idea.  Since the trip to Niagara didn't work out, I'm thinking about having a spring break trip.  It would go down somewhere around March 12-22.  The 17th is St. Patty's Day, so if this trip doesn't work either I think there may be another trip down town to create more memories.  After last year's shenanigans, who knows what will happen.  Maybe this year I'll have a green hat to bring home!  Anyways, I know that not everyone has the same spring break, but let me know if you are going to be home that time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-110290634472135712?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/110290634472135712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=110290634472135712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110290634472135712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110290634472135712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2004/12/spring-breaknot-quite-yet-but-will-be.html' title='Spring Break...not quite yet, but will be here soon enough'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-110283521091100457</id><published>2004-12-12T02:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T02:09:14.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No trip</title><content type='html'>No Niagara trip next weekend.  I think we planned it too late and everyone wasn't sure of what was going on.  Anyways, I think this worked out for the best.  It means that we'll do it another time and this time everyone will be able to go...hopefully.    Next time we go though, I want it to be a big group.  I'm talking like 7 or 8 people, so plan on going.  NO EXCUSES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to everyone on finals.  See ya in less than a week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-110283521091100457?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/110283521091100457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=110283521091100457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110283521091100457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110283521091100457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2004/12/no-trip.html' title='No trip'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-110230560310174146</id><published>2004-12-06T02:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T23:02:30.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Niagara Trip</title><content type='html'>Looks like a Niagara trip is going to happen this winter break, and all I can say is that it'll be another crazy weekend.  Everyone is invited once again, but it looks like a lot of people are not going to be able to make it due to finals and other things.  I'm guessing that we'll go December 17-19.  Dan &amp; Kevin found a hotel (http://www.niagarafallshotels.com/brock/) that is really nice and only costs about $60/night because it's a discount weekend or something.  Anyways, I highly recomend coming.  CH will be a delight as always.  Hasta Luego.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-110230560310174146?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/110230560310174146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=110230560310174146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110230560310174146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110230560310174146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2004/12/niagara-trip.html' title='Niagara Trip'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9480828.post-110229938895380318</id><published>2004-12-05T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T21:16:28.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back to the blogger</title><content type='html'>So, I guess I'm going to use blogger from now on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9480828-110229938895380318?l=briansblogger6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/feeds/110229938895380318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9480828&amp;postID=110229938895380318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110229938895380318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9480828/posts/default/110229938895380318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briansblogger6.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-back-to-blogger.html' title='I&apos;m back to the blogger'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221852496388278593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.switchmagazine.com/skateboard_pictures/rancid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
