<?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-10048318</id><updated>2011-12-28T11:36:09.133-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Through the valley and over the woods...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>872</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-4663846826151546199</id><published>2010-06-04T01:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T01:59:00.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rue McClanahan</title><content type='html'>So, I got some condolence e-mails about Rue McLanahan...asking how sad I was. Here's my response:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She didn't have the grandmotherly wisdom of Estelle Getty or the in-your-face attitude of Bea Arthur. She was just the hussy that was on the show for eye candy. The 4th best Golden Girl...but still, a sad moment. Betty White is the last girl left standing...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-4663846826151546199?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4663846826151546199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=4663846826151546199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4663846826151546199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4663846826151546199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/06/rue-mcclanahan.html' title='Rue McClanahan'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-9171068939132144646</id><published>2010-06-03T08:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T12:02:22.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Things - Hybrid Car Parking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/TAeo06vWSvI/AAAAAAAABFo/akj1xXU4PLM/s1600/hybrid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478533098794011378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/TAeo06vWSvI/AAAAAAAABFo/akj1xXU4PLM/s400/hybrid.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Sorry there wheelchair, better make some changes to your conversion van. Now roll on over to the regular people parking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Just what we need...another reason to hate hyrid owners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. What are the odds of someone parking there and not getting keyed? 5?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-9171068939132144646?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/9171068939132144646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=9171068939132144646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/9171068939132144646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/9171068939132144646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/06/1.html' title='3 Things - Hybrid Car Parking'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/TAeo06vWSvI/AAAAAAAABFo/akj1xXU4PLM/s72-c/hybrid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-3413060694151924335</id><published>2010-05-24T04:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T04:47:00.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Things - Flyer in my door</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S_mitPH9WjI/AAAAAAAABFY/i8cV-1GrEww/s1600/flyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 216px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474585720083274290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S_mitPH9WjI/AAAAAAAABFY/i8cV-1GrEww/s400/flyer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Sorry you missed me? Man...that makes one of us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Honestly, if I had been home, you would have missed me anyway. I would have definitely not moved from the couch.&lt;/p&gt;3. I'm not sure just having a wife named Linda qualifies you to run for office, but I guess it worked for Kennedy, so what do I know?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-3413060694151924335?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3413060694151924335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=3413060694151924335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/3413060694151924335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/3413060694151924335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/05/3-things-flyer-in-my-door.html' title='3 Things - Flyer in my door'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S_mitPH9WjI/AAAAAAAABFY/i8cV-1GrEww/s72-c/flyer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-3193465261843924693</id><published>2010-05-04T01:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T01:53:00.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Things - Conan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S9snRUGxraI/AAAAAAAABFI/RRK__6siEkU/s1600/Conan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466005751152618914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S9snRUGxraI/AAAAAAAABFI/RRK__6siEkU/s400/Conan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. Interesting. Half of Conan's height is in his head.&lt;br /&gt;2. I feel like he's coming right at me.&lt;br /&gt;3. Gizmo sure hasn't aged well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-3193465261843924693?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3193465261843924693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=3193465261843924693' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/3193465261843924693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/3193465261843924693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/05/3-things-conan.html' title='3 Things - Conan'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S9snRUGxraI/AAAAAAAABFI/RRK__6siEkU/s72-c/Conan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-988746871218433248</id><published>2010-05-03T01:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T01:56:00.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New thing...</title><content type='html'>Well, as I'm sure you've all realized, I took a two week break from the blog because, as you've also realized, nothing happens in my life to write about. I figure no one wants to know about my trip to Cub and how I couldn't get the bottle of V8 Fusion to scan on the self-scanner so I had to ask for help. Well...I guess you got to hear about it anyway. Joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;anyhoo&lt;/span&gt;, I've decided to take my blog in a bit of a new direction. Whenever I find interesting pictures, I'm going to post them and make 3 sarcastic comments about them. I'm going to call it 3 things. I can't say how long it will last or how interesting it will be, but it should be more interesting than my decision on what kind of bread to get from Target (I chose wheat).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-988746871218433248?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/988746871218433248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=988746871218433248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/988746871218433248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/988746871218433248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-thing.html' title='New thing...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-8299614976489748350</id><published>2010-04-16T03:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T06:38:10.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What the heck?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S8d4Wuw6CyI/AAAAAAAABFA/lvEVVarYsQQ/s1600/house+head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 113px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460465405115632418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S8d4Wuw6CyI/AAAAAAAABFA/lvEVVarYsQQ/s400/house+head.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Seriously...who thought of this?&lt;br /&gt;- Why does he have a house for a head?&lt;br /&gt;- Was that all he could afford?&lt;br /&gt;- Is this Ashton Kutcher's new thing instead of trucker hats?&lt;br /&gt;- Does he not realize you live in a house?&lt;br /&gt;- How does he park his car in a hat?&lt;br /&gt;- Was this a surgery that went horribly, horribly wrong?&lt;br /&gt;- Is this a new &lt;em&gt;Phantom of the Opera&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;- Why isn't that lady surprised he has a house for a head? Is she mental? She's grinning like a moron.&lt;br /&gt;- Does that thing come with central air?&lt;br /&gt;- How does he put his shirt on? Does he start from the feet and work his way up? Or does he only wear very deep v necks or zip up sweaters?&lt;br /&gt;- Doesn't it suck when your face gets mold?&lt;br /&gt;- Do you think those two are married? Do you think their kids faces will be normal but will have garage doors for mouths?&lt;br /&gt;- I bet this guy is a hit at parties.&lt;br /&gt;- Home is where his face was.&lt;br /&gt;- I wonder how they furnished his head?&lt;br /&gt;- Do you think his daughter had a doll house and he was thought it was a real house and tried to climb inside and got stuck? And then he was too embarrassed to admit that, so he pretended that he wanted a house for a head?&lt;br /&gt;- I bet he loves playing Hungry, Hungry Hippos.&lt;br /&gt;- How often do you think he has to shave?&lt;br /&gt;- How long does the siding on that thing last?&lt;br /&gt;- He's lucky it's just a starter home, otherwise he'd have to walk through doors sideways.&lt;br /&gt;- I notice there's no attached garage. Where do you think the garage is? I bet he Richard Gere'd it.&lt;br /&gt;- During the winter, he's full of hot air. Assuming he has heating in that thing.&lt;br /&gt;- Looking closer I'm pretty sure they're married. And that's pretty racy in my book. A black chick married to a guy with a blue house for a head? Back in my day, that stuff wouldn't fly!&lt;br /&gt;- I wonder what his arrest report would look like:&lt;br /&gt;Officer: "Well, what did the guy look like?"&lt;br /&gt;Victim: "Hmmm...let's see. He was about 5'10". Somewhere around 180 pounds. He didn't have eyes because he had a freaking house for a head!"&lt;br /&gt;Officer: "What, what, what?"&lt;br /&gt;- I wonder what happens if his face burns down?&lt;br /&gt;- I really hope he never blows his top.&lt;br /&gt;- Does his brain reside on the first or second story?&lt;br /&gt;- What would it take to put me in that house, today?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-8299614976489748350?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8299614976489748350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=8299614976489748350' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/8299614976489748350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/8299614976489748350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-heck.html' title='What the heck?'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S8d4Wuw6CyI/AAAAAAAABFA/lvEVVarYsQQ/s72-c/house+head.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-3445063802480538411</id><published>2010-04-15T02:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T02:24:00.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I didn't know what to do...</title><content type='html'>I was driving home yesterday and saw some chick TOTALLY picking her nose while she was driving. I yelled "Gross!" and pointed at her but I don't think that was enough. Obviously, I wanted to ram her car and point, but that would have been reckless. However, I feel that my yelling and pointing was an underwhelming response to the situation. I feel there has to be something else I could have done...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-3445063802480538411?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3445063802480538411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=3445063802480538411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/3445063802480538411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/3445063802480538411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-didnt-know-what-to-do.html' title='I didn&apos;t know what to do...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-2052703024473609120</id><published>2010-04-14T06:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T06:19:13.332-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Apparently...</title><content type='html'>I look like I want to race. On my way home last night, I was sitting at a red light, next to another car. When the light turned green, the car shot out in front of me, like we were racing in &lt;em&gt;Better Off Dead&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice work there Dale Earnhardt...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-2052703024473609120?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/2052703024473609120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=2052703024473609120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/2052703024473609120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/2052703024473609120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/04/apparently.html' title='Apparently...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-5033105414267489303</id><published>2010-04-13T02:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T02:21:00.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess she's mad...</title><content type='html'>We have a little sculpture that says "I Love Cats" that was a gift. We have it sitting on a table in our entryway. Well, yesterday, one of our cats knocked it off the table and broke it. I'm guessing she's mad that she's a cat and is thinking of getting a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dolphinoplasty&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed height="400" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:cms:item:southparkstudios.com:154792" wmode="window" flashvars="autoPlay=false&amp;amp;dist=www.southparkstudios.com&amp;amp;orig=" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" allownetworking="all" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-5033105414267489303?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/5033105414267489303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=5033105414267489303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/5033105414267489303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/5033105414267489303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/04/guess-shes-mad.html' title='Guess she&apos;s mad...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-3715678666520683853</id><published>2010-04-12T06:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T06:49:36.112-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to plan more...</title><content type='html'>Yet again, I ended up making 3 trips to Target yesterday. There might be something to this whole creating a list thing....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-3715678666520683853?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3715678666520683853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=3715678666520683853' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/3715678666520683853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/3715678666520683853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-need-to-plan-more.html' title='I need to plan more...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-4706007929681098489</id><published>2010-04-09T04:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T04:35:00.247-05:00</updated><title type='text'>American Flags</title><content type='html'>Just a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sidenote&lt;/span&gt;, if you have two huge American flags on two huge posts coming out of the bed of your truck so they can wave in the wind, one of two things is true:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Something happened in the world today I'm not familiar with related to USA goodness or&lt;br /&gt;2) You're a hill person&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-4706007929681098489?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4706007929681098489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=4706007929681098489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4706007929681098489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4706007929681098489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/04/american-flags.html' title='American Flags'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-6146364008152587224</id><published>2010-04-08T06:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T06:35:35.281-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The George Lopez Show</title><content type='html'>So, I was watching TBS and heard that the George Lopez Show is sponsored by &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DiGiorno&lt;/span&gt;. Wow. I wonder how much the George Lopez Show had to pay them to be a sponsor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You mean they &lt;em&gt;paid&lt;/em&gt; the George Lopez Show to be a sponsor? How would that happen? Did they just have left over money from not having to pay delivery drivers that they decided to waste instead?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-6146364008152587224?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/6146364008152587224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=6146364008152587224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/6146364008152587224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/6146364008152587224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/04/george-lopez-show.html' title='The George Lopez Show'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-3112440803671203265</id><published>2010-04-07T08:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T08:24:28.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bon Jovi?</title><content type='html'>I was listening to the radio today and they were giving out Bon Jovi tickets. Bon Jovi? Man...I felt like I'd stepped into the Hot Tub Time Machine...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-3112440803671203265?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3112440803671203265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=3112440803671203265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/3112440803671203265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/3112440803671203265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/04/bon-jovi.html' title='Bon Jovi?'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-1359255356014970714</id><published>2010-04-06T09:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T09:22:12.518-05:00</updated><title type='text'>S'all right...</title><content type='html'>Well, I guess my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hoverboard&lt;/span&gt; argument won out and Alison and I saw Hot Tub Time Machine this weekend. It was okay. About what you'd expect from a movie with present day Chevy Chase in it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-1359255356014970714?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/1359255356014970714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=1359255356014970714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/1359255356014970714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/1359255356014970714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/04/sall-right.html' title='S&apos;all right...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-2329842618068977643</id><published>2010-04-05T06:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T06:58:39.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring back ALF!</title><content type='html'>I just signed an online petition for them to bring back ALF as a movie. I'm beginning to think there's a lot of time wasters out there on that internet...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-2329842618068977643?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/2329842618068977643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=2329842618068977643' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/2329842618068977643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/2329842618068977643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/04/bring-back-alf.html' title='Bring back ALF!'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-4962664724820976628</id><published>2010-04-02T04:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T04:28:00.425-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So, I thought I was being smart...</title><content type='html'>Alison and I were watching the news (no...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TiVo&lt;/span&gt; was not broken...we're very learned) and they said that 52% of the people in the U.S. had returned their Census forms. So...the following happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brent&lt;/strong&gt;: How could they know that 52% of the people returned their forms when the form is the thing that tells how many people there are? How can they say 52% of an unknown amount? That's crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alison&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;looks at Brent like he's an idiot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alison&lt;/strong&gt;: They meant 52% of the forms sent out had been returned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brent&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ohhhh&lt;/span&gt;. Yeah. I get it. Man...I wish I had a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hoverboard&lt;/span&gt; Time Machine so I could go back in time and not say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alison&lt;/strong&gt;: You need to not talk for awhile...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-4962664724820976628?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4962664724820976628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=4962664724820976628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4962664724820976628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4962664724820976628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-i-thought-i-was-being-smart.html' title='So, I thought I was being smart...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-4378617806738997310</id><published>2010-04-01T01:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T09:31:40.241-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Skateboard Lobby</title><content type='html'>Alright, so I'm trying to convince Alison to go see &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hot Tub&lt;/span&gt; Time Machine with me and it's not going that well (even though I have free passes and am willing to take her to dinner at a place of her choosing, as long as she chooses the Timber Lodge).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the concept of the movie brings me back to a story that has always been a little strange to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was about 10, I saw &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Back_to_the_Future_Part_II" target="'_blank"&gt;Back to the Future II&lt;/a&gt;. In the movie, Marty &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;McFly&lt;/span&gt; has a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hoverboard&lt;/span&gt; instead of a skateboard, which I thought was the coolest thing in the world. And then...there was a rumor floating around (where does an 10 year old hear a rumor? I have no idea) that the technology for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hoverboards&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;already existed&lt;/strong&gt;! The problem was the Skateboard Lobby in Washington D.C. was so powerful, it made sure there were laws out there that wouldn't allow the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hoverboard&lt;/span&gt; manufacturers to produce their product, because they knew the second &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hoverboards&lt;/span&gt; came out, skateboards would be obsolete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the time, that completely made sense. So, I kept waiting...and waiting...and waiting for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hoverboard&lt;/span&gt; Lobby to overtake the Skateboard Lobby and produce some sweet, sweet &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hoverboards&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, it's 2010 now and I still don't have a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hoverboard&lt;/span&gt;. So, one of two things is happening:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The Skateboard Lobby in Washington D.C. really &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; that strong and has a stranglehold on the moving board products or&lt;br /&gt;2) In 1989, they really did not have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hoverboard&lt;/span&gt; technology and that rumor I heard was false.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we all know what is really true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIVE US OUR &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HOVERBOARDS&lt;/span&gt; YOU STUPID SKATEBOARD LOBBY!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-4378617806738997310?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4378617806738997310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=4378617806738997310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4378617806738997310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4378617806738997310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/04/skateboard-lobby.html' title='The Skateboard Lobby'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-8006389211845174652</id><published>2010-03-31T04:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T04:28:00.189-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Apparently...</title><content type='html'>people are not taking too kindly to my old &lt;a href="http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2007/08/comcast-van.html" target="'_blank"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Comcast&lt;/span&gt; Van post&lt;/a&gt;. I've been getting a comment or two on it on a weekly basis and got two more yesterday. Of course, since my blog is a dictatorship, I don't post those comments. However, I find it strange that people take the time to post a comment about that, calling me an idiot, when, in reality, it's a strange practice and you don't see it that often. Apparently, if you can believe the comments, about 100 kids have been saved by the practice, along with millions of pets, two &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bigfoots&lt;/span&gt; and a half full Slurpee (nice job optimist).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just saying...I'm right...it is strange.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-8006389211845174652?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8006389211845174652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=8006389211845174652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/8006389211845174652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/8006389211845174652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/03/apparently.html' title='Apparently...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-3598689865656183094</id><published>2010-03-30T02:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T06:38:32.291-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Tally</title><content type='html'>Well, it appears to be done, but last week, I had to make 6 trips to the vet in regards to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Khloe&lt;/span&gt;. Which pretty much sucked. Luckily, she is wearing a pretty fetching cone now (along with the new nickname &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kone&lt;/span&gt;), so some good did come out of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454144874994054546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S7ED3dOJtZI/AAAAAAAABE4/Z8XeicYVQIk/s400/Kone.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-3598689865656183094?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3598689865656183094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=3598689865656183094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/3598689865656183094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/3598689865656183094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/03/final-tally.html' title='The Final Tally'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S7ED3dOJtZI/AAAAAAAABE4/Z8XeicYVQIk/s72-c/Kone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-8446545727256436425</id><published>2010-03-29T01:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T01:33:00.352-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday...</title><content type='html'>I had to follow two &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Vespas&lt;/span&gt; down a road with a 55 mph speed limit. I don't know how fast a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Vespa&lt;/span&gt; goes, but these ones seemed to top out at about 25. I don't know what they were powered by, but it sure wasn't hate, because if they were powered by hate rays, they would have been going about 100...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-8446545727256436425?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8446545727256436425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=8446545727256436425' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/8446545727256436425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/8446545727256436425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/03/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-2673226547404016626</id><published>2010-03-26T04:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T04:25:00.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Subaru</title><content type='html'>So, I was at Costco, getting gas, when I heard some lady go by some guy who had a bumper sticker on his Subaru and I hear her say, "I love your bumper sticker. I love your car."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really...he has an Obama bumper sticker and a Subaru. The election is over...and he has a Subaru. I don't have my Steve Forbes bumper sticker on my car anymore...bumper stickers are lame. And, again, Subaru's are lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it...this woman was probably lame...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-2673226547404016626?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/2673226547404016626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=2673226547404016626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/2673226547404016626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/2673226547404016626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/03/subaru.html' title='Subaru'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-7824935005722714052</id><published>2010-03-25T04:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T04:19:00.454-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How many is too many?</title><content type='html'>I was at Target yesterday, in the Express Lane (10 items or less) and the guy in front of me had 19 items, a coupon that didn't work and he argued about the price of asparagus (and pulled out the mailer he received to prove his point). Then, he looked at my two items (a calculator and cookies) and said, "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aww&lt;/span&gt;...you just wanted a snack and you got stuck behind me. A-huh-huh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cyber&lt;/span&gt;-chopped him in the face...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-7824935005722714052?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/7824935005722714052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=7824935005722714052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/7824935005722714052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/7824935005722714052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-many-is-too-many.html' title='How many is too many?'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-8407092041465802751</id><published>2010-03-24T04:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T04:16:00.132-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news!</title><content type='html'>Apparently, my taxes on my house are going down a ton next season. The bad news...obviously, my house is worth a ton less. Either way...I don't want to get another cat. 3 is more than enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-8407092041465802751?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8407092041465802751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=8407092041465802751' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/8407092041465802751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/8407092041465802751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/03/good-news.html' title='Good news!'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-8078460690358407523</id><published>2010-03-23T03:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T03:16:00.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess how many?</title><content type='html'>Well, I think I made the most trips I've ever made to a single store in a day before on Sunday. I ended up going to Cub three times. I know...I know...maybe I could figure out what I needed and only make 1 trip. But then what would I have to talk about? That's right...nothing. That was a big part of the excitement on Sunday. Jealous much?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-8078460690358407523?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8078460690358407523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=8078460690358407523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/8078460690358407523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/8078460690358407523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/03/guess-how-many.html' title='Guess how many?'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-3871020475286225831</id><published>2010-03-22T03:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T03:28:00.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I figured it out...</title><content type='html'>I've figured out the imbecile litmus test. Strangely enough, it was because of Drew Carey and the Price is Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are the first person of four to guess the price for an item and your guess is one dollar, that means you're an imbecile. If you can't figure out the meaning behind the one dollar wager on the Price is Right and when to use it, you might as well just give up right now. Because, odds are, not only will life be too hard for you...breathing will most likely be too hard for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sidenote&lt;/span&gt;: I bet it stung a bit when the fourth person bet two dollars, didn't it? End &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sidenote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-3871020475286225831?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3871020475286225831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=3871020475286225831' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/3871020475286225831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/3871020475286225831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-figured-it-out.html' title='I figured it out...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-2384466329286259213</id><published>2010-03-19T05:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T05:35:13.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm an idiot...</title><content type='html'>This made me laugh as hard as I've laughed at anything in a long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/KycMyOttB9FGnbJ4vjgBiA/411/466/i463"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/KycMyOttB9FGnbJ4vjgBiA/411/466/i463" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-2384466329286259213?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/2384466329286259213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=2384466329286259213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/2384466329286259213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/2384466329286259213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-idiot.html' title='I&apos;m an idiot...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-4437451611904250814</id><published>2010-03-18T02:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T02:39:00.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It was a good run...</title><content type='html'>Well, my visitors to the site looking for naked pictures of Betty White have started to turn into a trickle. From a high of 93 visitors, we're down to around 20 a day. Since I assume no one was coming to the site twice to look for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nudie&lt;/span&gt; Betty White pictures that aren't there, we're looking at at least &lt;strong&gt;470 different people&lt;/strong&gt; who came here, trying to find some Betty White skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what to do with that. Should I be impressed? Sad? Weirded out? I think, mostly, I'm weirded out. Though I guess I can't imagine some of the searches some of the mutants of this world make...so I guess there are tons that would be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;weirder&lt;/span&gt; and worse than this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still though...I wonder how many are looking for current naked pictures of Betty White. I'm guessing at least 1%. That means at least 4 people came on here looking for current nude pictures of Betty White.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that, that my friends, is where everyone needs to draw the line. I just shuddered a little. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Blech&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-4437451611904250814?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4437451611904250814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=4437451611904250814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4437451611904250814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4437451611904250814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-was-good-run.html' title='It was a good run...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-583301932796426612</id><published>2010-03-17T02:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T02:26:00.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Precious...the Comedy?</title><content type='html'>So, Alison and I were in the mood for something funny to watch, so we went out on amazon, through our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TiVo&lt;/span&gt; and tried to find a comedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was talk about this movie Precious at the Oscars, but I didn't hear much about it. However, after looking at it on there, we decided to download it, since it was in the comedy genre. Plus, I love &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kurtwood&lt;/span&gt; Smith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 204px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449329210695063186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S5_oC5ujlpI/AAAAAAAABEw/nsxoV-suRJo/s400/Precious.jpg" /&gt;However, once we started watching it, it seemed like it might have been &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mislabeled&lt;/span&gt;. I mean, sure, there were funny parts, but throwing a baby on the ground is not really my brand of humor. I like puke jokes more (you keep going Daniel Tosh). Plus, unless &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kurtwood&lt;/span&gt; Smith was playing the teacher in drag (yes...that's how I picture him in drag...yes, I picture &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kurtwood&lt;/span&gt; Smith in drag...don't act like you don't), I don't think he was in the movie. &lt;p&gt;All in all, I give it 3 stars as a movie (out of 5), however, I only give it 1 star as a comedy. However, I was happy that Queen &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Latifah&lt;/span&gt; won the Best Supporting Actress Oscar. She really deserved it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sidenote&lt;/span&gt;: It took me about 20 tries to get a good picture of the screen and Alison was about ready to gut me with a spoon by the time I was done. I hope it was worth it! end &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sidenote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-583301932796426612?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/583301932796426612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=583301932796426612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/583301932796426612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/583301932796426612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/03/preciousthe-comedy.html' title='Precious...the Comedy?'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S5_oC5ujlpI/AAAAAAAABEw/nsxoV-suRJo/s72-c/Precious.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-4467373560602564268</id><published>2010-03-16T03:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T03:09:00.111-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4 times...</title><content type='html'>I was at Target yesterday and the checkout lady double swiped 4 different items. 4! She'd swipe it once, it would beep, then she'd &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; swipe it again. With 4 different items. And each time, she'd look at me and smile and go "Oh".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what was the deal with that? Was she trying to see how many times she could do it before I said something? Was she nervous? Why in the world would that happen? I just do not get it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-4467373560602564268?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4467373560602564268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=4467373560602564268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4467373560602564268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4467373560602564268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/03/4-times.html' title='4 times...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-5329533878904047902</id><published>2010-03-15T03:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T03:45:00.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange plaque...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S51LC0BByzI/AAAAAAAABEo/1uRcE-Q81R0/s1600-h/plaque.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 162px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448593635882945330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S51LC0BByzI/AAAAAAAABEo/1uRcE-Q81R0/s400/plaque.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, I was over at Alison's parents house and I was leafing through the Signals catalog, when I saw the plaque on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, all the underlining in red was done by me, to easily point out what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, it's a bunch of things, saying that you are blank to my blank, meaning you complete the first blank with whatever the second blank is. Nice. Simple. Whatever. Not something I would buy (because I already have 3! Psych. Bringing it back. Ignore me. Forget these last sentences).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, all of them say, blank &lt;strong&gt;TO&lt;/strong&gt; my blank. All of them. Except the last one. It says the blank &lt;strong&gt;ON &lt;/strong&gt;my blank. Why? WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did they get to the end and forgot what they'd said on all the other ones? Seriously, you get &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; far on that tacky knickknack and then you mess it up at the end? Seriously, the one old cat lady who buys this thing is going to be PO'd when she realizing what they've done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone have a good explanation for this? It astounded me. And, not surprisingly, Alison and her mom both thought I was an idiot with too much time on my hands to even bring it up. And they are for sure at least a quarter right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-5329533878904047902?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/5329533878904047902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=5329533878904047902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/5329533878904047902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/5329533878904047902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/03/strange-plaque.html' title='Strange plaque...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S51LC0BByzI/AAAAAAAABEo/1uRcE-Q81R0/s72-c/plaque.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-8510927075824931132</id><published>2010-03-12T05:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T05:10:00.552-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner...</title><content type='html'>So, Alison had conferences last night, so I decided to go to Cub and grab something to eat. I wasn't sure what I wanted though...so I had to look around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how long it took me to make a decision? Do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21 minutes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right...I paced the store for 21 minutes. From the chicken section, to the ribs, to the frozen pizza, to the deli, to the pizza again, back to the chicken section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was ridiculous. Talk about being &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;indecisive&lt;/span&gt;. I mean...at a certain point, I even saw Brett &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Favre&lt;/span&gt; rolling his hand in the "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;C'mon&lt;/span&gt;, make a decision buddy" manner. Unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end...I got chicken wings...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-8510927075824931132?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8510927075824931132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=8510927075824931132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/8510927075824931132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/8510927075824931132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/03/dinner.html' title='Dinner...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-1840419763997414780</id><published>2010-03-11T01:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T01:44:00.582-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm officially old...</title><content type='html'>I went to the dentist yesterday and had a small pain near one of my teeth. Like a normal person, I thought it might be a cavity. Nope. Turns out I have a receding &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gum line&lt;/span&gt; there. Receding gums? Cripes...I feel like I'm about a billion plus two years old...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-1840419763997414780?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/1840419763997414780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=1840419763997414780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/1840419763997414780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/1840419763997414780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-officially-old.html' title='I&apos;m officially old...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-6721743599483225073</id><published>2010-03-10T03:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T03:10:00.994-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Come on Webster!</title><content type='html'>I don't know if you saw it or not, but Conan O'Brien started following some chick on Twitter and now all the sudden, she has tons of followers. Now...I don't have a Twitter account (like you need to see "still sitting" 48 times a day), but I do have this blog (as you know...since you are reading it, or got linked here, looking for naked pictures of Betty White). And I do have followers (to the right, though no one new has signed up to follow in a LONG time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why doesn't a former celebrity follow my blog. I promise to mention them as much as possible and bring them much needed promotion, you know, from the perverts looking for naked pictures of Betty White.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, come on Emmanuel Lewis. Come on Ted &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Danson&lt;/span&gt;. Come on Emilio &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Estevez&lt;/span&gt;. Come on, dare I say it...Betty White! Someone who is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;famousish&lt;/span&gt;, follow me and the world will be our oyster!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-6721743599483225073?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/6721743599483225073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=6721743599483225073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/6721743599483225073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/6721743599483225073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/03/come-on-webster.html' title='Come on Webster!'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-7583607918351663993</id><published>2010-03-09T03:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T03:35:00.485-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's amazing really...</title><content type='html'>I mean, I make a post about &lt;a href="http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/02/betty-white-movement.html" target="'_blank"&gt;Betty White&lt;/a&gt;, which linked to a &lt;a href="http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2006/02/rainbow-bill-2970.html" target="'_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mention&lt;/em&gt; of Betty White being naked&lt;/a&gt;, and that single handedley quadrupled my pageviews for a day. Check out the past three days searches that led people to my site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 377px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446385482986056866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S5VyvZc6bKI/AAAAAAAABEg/OEyHcYjAlhc/s400/Betty+stats+1.jpg" /&gt;And I'm sure I'm not even one of the top search results for these Betty White searches. This is insanity! I mean, sure, we all want to see Betty White naked. Obviously. Don't kid yourself otherwise. But that's more something you'd want to picture than actually see the photos and do searches on it. Pretty sure you could get fired from your job for those searches (though I'm sure HR would understand). Anyway...here's a list of the searches people used to get to my page to see these (awesome):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S5VylycytRI/AAAAAAAABEY/8fonHjMGf_k/s1600-h/Betty+stats+2.jpg" target="'_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446385317897745682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S5VylycytRI/AAAAAAAABEY/8fonHjMGf_k/s400/Betty+stats+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well played world??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-7583607918351663993?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/7583607918351663993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=7583607918351663993' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/7583607918351663993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/7583607918351663993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-amazing-really.html' title='It&apos;s amazing really...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S5VyvZc6bKI/AAAAAAAABEg/OEyHcYjAlhc/s72-c/Betty+stats+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-4453170372093306889</id><published>2010-03-08T05:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T05:50:00.549-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Zune?</title><content type='html'>So, we were at dinner with someone and they said the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And then I play them on my Zune...my mp3 player..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch. Really? A Zune? Then, did you play your tapes in your BetaMax? Or maybe go play your HD-DVDs? All the while, drinking some RC Cola?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know anyone actually bought a Zune, and then I look online and you &lt;em&gt;can &lt;/em&gt;still buy a Zune?! It was tougher to find a place to buy a BetaMax though...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-4453170372093306889?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4453170372093306889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=4453170372093306889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4453170372093306889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4453170372093306889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/03/zune.html' title='Zune?'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-5248813552849041365</id><published>2010-03-05T05:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T05:05:00.699-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping List</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S4_Mc8PfQoI/AAAAAAAABEA/7dgS3c_leN4/s1600-h/shopping+list.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444795272093713026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S4_Mc8PfQoI/AAAAAAAABEA/7dgS3c_leN4/s400/shopping+list.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can probably tell, I wasn't jazzed to go to Target and pick up some stuff yesterday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-5248813552849041365?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/5248813552849041365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=5248813552849041365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/5248813552849041365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/5248813552849041365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/03/shopping-list.html' title='Shopping List'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S4_Mc8PfQoI/AAAAAAAABEA/7dgS3c_leN4/s72-c/shopping+list.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-3387819816984296881</id><published>2010-03-04T02:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T07:35:46.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hippies...</title><content type='html'>I read a story on &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2010/LIVING/03/03/hummer.obit/index.html?hpt=C1" target="'_blank"&gt;cnn.com about Hummers&lt;/a&gt; and one guy had a sticky note left on his Hummer that said, "You should be ashamed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't the person who left the note be ashamed for killing a tree to leave the note and then littering it on someone's car? Isn't that more harmful? And what kind of self-richeous jerk does that? I don't say anything when your Prius is scooting along at 45 mph on the Interstate. Well...at least not to your face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:cms:item:southparkstudios.com:155195" width="480" height="400" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="window" flashVars="autoPlay=false&amp;dist=www.southparkstudios.com&amp;orig=" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" allownetworking="all" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-3387819816984296881?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3387819816984296881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=3387819816984296881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/3387819816984296881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/3387819816984296881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/03/hippies.html' title='Hippies...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-3095728711927740634</id><published>2010-03-03T05:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T05:21:00.409-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever happened to...</title><content type='html'>I went through the car wash yesterday and it still says to make sure you put down the antenna on your car when you go through. Whatever happened to big old antenna's on cars? Then, when some hillbilly broke his off in a drunken rage because &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HHH&lt;/span&gt; got pinned by the Undertaker (AGAIN!), he'd have to go to the closet and rig a wire hanger to be the new antenna. What happened to those? Those always made me laugh and now I can't laugh at them anymore. Talk about a lack of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Demolition_Man_(film)" target="'_blank"&gt;joy-joy feelings&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-3095728711927740634?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3095728711927740634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=3095728711927740634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/3095728711927740634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/3095728711927740634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/03/whatever-happened-to.html' title='Whatever happened to...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-7802698459900538934</id><published>2010-03-02T05:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T05:49:00.331-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm going here!</title><content type='html'>So, I was in Uptown this weekend and saw this "salon"?&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S4xSzKI3UpI/AAAAAAAABD4/zOsD0Pi_MfQ/s1600-h/uptown.jpg" target="'_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443817088432427666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S4xSzKI3UpI/AAAAAAAABD4/zOsD0Pi_MfQ/s400/uptown.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Click on the picture to see a close-up of all the "services". Here they are, in order:&lt;br /&gt;- Pedicures&lt;br /&gt;- Manicures&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Colonics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nutrition&lt;br /&gt;- Psychology&lt;br /&gt;- Counseling&lt;br /&gt;- Cut&lt;br /&gt;- Color&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Naturopathic&lt;/span&gt; Doctor&lt;br /&gt;- Massage&lt;br /&gt;- Bodywork&lt;br /&gt;- Retail Sales&lt;br /&gt;- Facials&lt;br /&gt;- Healing Touch&lt;br /&gt;- Human Design&lt;br /&gt;- Homeopath&lt;br /&gt;- Hypnosis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite an array there, huh? I'm thinking odds are, when I go there, I'm going to get a colonic and a massage while receiving some counseling. I assume the same person will do all of those at the same time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-7802698459900538934?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/7802698459900538934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=7802698459900538934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/7802698459900538934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/7802698459900538934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-going-here.html' title='I&apos;m going here!'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S4xSzKI3UpI/AAAAAAAABD4/zOsD0Pi_MfQ/s72-c/uptown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-405168704915958323</id><published>2010-03-01T09:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T09:25:22.273-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No post?</title><content type='html'>That's right. The train has derailed. I totally forgot to make a post for today. I've heard from one person who was very, very upset. So...sorry Mom...I swear a new one will be up tomorrow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-405168704915958323?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/405168704915958323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=405168704915958323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/405168704915958323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/405168704915958323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-post.html' title='No post?'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-2277162858883827130</id><published>2010-02-26T03:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T03:52:00.564-06:00</updated><title type='text'>T-Paw?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, for some reason, Alison got an e-mail from the Tim &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pawlenty&lt;/span&gt; campaign people. The subject was "T-Paw Meets the Press"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442303052927320114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S4bxysXBwDI/AAAAAAAABDo/MTa_VXDrspc/s400/t+paw.jpg" /&gt;Really? T-Paw? That's what you're going to call yourself when you send out campaign literature. Well, I guess it worked for A-Rod when he was voted King of the Centaurs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442303629046628114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S4byUOkkvxI/AAAAAAAABDw/9v9WMhjKN0s/s400/A+rod.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-2277162858883827130?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/2277162858883827130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=2277162858883827130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/2277162858883827130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/2277162858883827130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/02/t-paw.html' title='T-Paw?'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S4bxysXBwDI/AAAAAAAABDo/MTa_VXDrspc/s72-c/t+paw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-4669948446475060466</id><published>2010-02-25T02:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T02:46:00.112-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice job picky...</title><content type='html'>So, I was pulling into the Target parking lot, when a truck was pulling out and he was taking a WIDE turn, causing me to have to slam on my breaks or be hit. I should mention, he was picking his nose while making the turn (more deadly than cell phones!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as he went by, I gave him the stink eye...and then I noticed what was on the side of his truck:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEARS DRIVING SCHOOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep...old Picky &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;McnoSepick&lt;/span&gt; is a certified instructor, teaching other people how to drive, while almost causing accidents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, what do you really want when you get taught to drive by Ted &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Danson's&lt;/span&gt; favorite clothing retailer??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-4669948446475060466?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4669948446475060466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=4669948446475060466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4669948446475060466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4669948446475060466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/02/nice-job-picky.html' title='Nice job picky...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-473580450090150482</id><published>2010-02-24T02:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T02:28:00.049-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You know what...</title><content type='html'>when someone says the thing they're best at is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; Bowling...you might not want to talk to that person much anymore. There's probably a good chance they are a sociopath...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-473580450090150482?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/473580450090150482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=473580450090150482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/473580450090150482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/473580450090150482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-know-what.html' title='You know what...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-6037032528681161342</id><published>2010-02-23T02:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T02:01:02.758-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Handyman</title><content type='html'>That's right, Mr. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fixit&lt;/span&gt; has &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;strucken&lt;/span&gt; again. After all the do-it-yourself jobs I've done around the house (putting up crooked shelves (they weren't crooked when I bought them...I just made them that way), hanging things on the wall crookedly, etc.) I had one more chore I had to take on. I had to change the weather stripping on the door to our garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only I wasn't sure it was called weatherstripping. So, I went to Lowe's...went to the door department and ambled around for a bit. Finally I asked a guy, and I described what I was looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brent&lt;/strong&gt;: You know...that foamy stuff that goes between the door and the frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guy&lt;/strong&gt;: You mean a door stop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brent&lt;/strong&gt;: I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guy&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Walks and show Brent a wooden doorstop.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brent&lt;/strong&gt;: No. It's more...um...foamy. Squishy. Like softer Silly Putty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guy&lt;/strong&gt;: You mean weather stripping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brent&lt;/strong&gt;: Yes! I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guy&lt;/strong&gt;: So, I guess you're pretty handy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brent&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;walks away in shame&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, once that was done and the guy got done laughing at me, I got home and installed it. And now if I can just get the door back on the hinges, we're golden!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-6037032528681161342?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/6037032528681161342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=6037032528681161342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/6037032528681161342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/6037032528681161342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/02/mr-handyman.html' title='Mr. Handyman'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-8888156871142407933</id><published>2010-02-22T07:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T07:30:26.708-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I just realized...</title><content type='html'>that Ted &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Danson&lt;/span&gt; is coming out with a new movie. First of all, who's putting Ted &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Danson&lt;/span&gt; in a movie? No matter that you want it to be 1988 Richard Moll, it isn't and Ted &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Danson&lt;/span&gt; will not draw a crowd (except maybe &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Whoopi&lt;/span&gt; and the cast of the View). And second of all...Ted &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Danson&lt;/span&gt; is still acting? Who knew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless...I boycott this made up movie that I used for this blog post...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-8888156871142407933?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8888156871142407933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=8888156871142407933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/8888156871142407933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/8888156871142407933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-just-realized.html' title='I just realized...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-8717177751755603627</id><published>2010-02-19T05:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T06:34:19.741-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Next Birthday Present...</title><content type='html'>I know what you're thinking. Brent, you bring me moderate joy. What could I get you for your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since you asked, I want this (even though the grammar on it is sub-par at best...I'll let it slide. Especially if &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Klassik&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Stak&lt;/span&gt; shows up!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439595922976285314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S31Tq_aqIoI/AAAAAAAABDg/7uZDMbGSuro/s400/Haystak.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like the &lt;a href="http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2005/07/if-you-roll-wit-thug-mode-hired-goons.html" target="'_blank"&gt;Hired Goons&lt;/a&gt; got a new member!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, for only $7,500, you can have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haystak&lt;/span&gt; perform in your town. I wish Alison and I had known that for our wedding. Would have been WELL worth it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-8717177751755603627?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8717177751755603627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=8717177751755603627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/8717177751755603627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/8717177751755603627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-next-birthday-present.html' title='My Next Birthday Present...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S31Tq_aqIoI/AAAAAAAABDg/7uZDMbGSuro/s72-c/Haystak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-9176484480960182625</id><published>2010-02-18T05:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T05:17:00.067-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gross...</title><content type='html'>So, I was cleaning out &lt;a href="http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/01/name-change.html" target="'_blank"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Khloe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s litter box and I saw something blue and shiny. Unfortunately, I decided I needed to look closer. Overcoming the nastiness that is the smell of a litter box, I went in for a closer look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was it, you ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a blue piece of ribbon, with little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dingleberries&lt;/span&gt; on each end of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, she ate a piece of ribbon from one of Alison's birthday presents, it worked its way through her little system and came out the backdoor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gross. Well, at least it didn't strangle her insides. I have a feeling I'm going to end up regret getting this present for her....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-9176484480960182625?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/9176484480960182625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=9176484480960182625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/9176484480960182625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/9176484480960182625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/02/gross.html' title='Gross...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-2501105804730364963</id><published>2010-02-17T02:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T02:38:00.884-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Betty White Movement?</title><content type='html'>Apparently, there is some new movement on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; to get Betty White to host &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SNL&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2010/SHOWBIZ/TV/02/16/betty.white.to.snl.ppl/index.html?hpt=T2" target="'_blank"&gt;Betty White movement&lt;/a&gt;) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like they're a little late on the get up. I've been a proponent of a Golden Girls renaissance for years (&lt;a href="http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2006/02/betty-whiteau-naturel.html" target="'_blank"&gt;Betty White nude&lt;/a&gt;). I think it's about time America catches up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if they can just catch up with &lt;a href="http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-fad-for-2009.html" target="'_blank"&gt;my eye patch idea&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-2501105804730364963?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/2501105804730364963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=2501105804730364963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/2501105804730364963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/2501105804730364963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/02/betty-white-movement.html' title='Betty White Movement?'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-3305417045402410585</id><published>2010-02-16T04:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T04:12:00.103-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Robin?</title><content type='html'>So, we went to the best hamburger place in the world last Saturday (it's Red Robin for those of you who don't know...I'd get the Sauteed 'Shroom Burger) and we ran into some people we knew on the way out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friend&lt;/strong&gt;: So what are you doing here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alison&lt;/strong&gt;: Oh, this is Brent's favorite place for burgers, so we decided to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friend&lt;/strong&gt;: You like this place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brent&lt;/strong&gt;: Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friend&lt;/strong&gt;: Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brent&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;speechless&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you kidding? Why? Because I can actually taste things and I enjoy life. I'm not a stuffed up nerd who wouldn't know something good if it knocked out their pocket protector. That's &lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt;. Man, am I fired up. You're next!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-3305417045402410585?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3305417045402410585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=3305417045402410585' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/3305417045402410585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/3305417045402410585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/02/red-robin.html' title='Red Robin?'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-5827532120576868165</id><published>2010-02-14T14:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T14:48:23.279-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sullivan Nod</title><content type='html'>When I worked at Chi-Chi's they taught us about the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sullivan_nod" target="_blank"&gt;Sullivan Nod&lt;/a&gt;, which is basically slightly nodding when you say something that you want someone to do. So, I'd say, "Want to go to Red Robin for dinner?" while nodding and then Alison is supposed to say yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say it doesn't often work...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-5827532120576868165?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/5827532120576868165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=5827532120576868165' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/5827532120576868165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/5827532120576868165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/02/sullivan-nod.html' title='The Sullivan Nod'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-6668436638107093947</id><published>2010-02-12T04:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T04:00:03.332-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Made-up words...</title><content type='html'>So, when I'm frustrated, I've taken to making up new words or using words that don't make sense (like Butters on South Park does when he's upset...Oh Hamburgers!). Apparently, this drives Alison crazy. I know not why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the new words I've been using:&lt;br /&gt;Marf&lt;br /&gt;Flang&lt;br /&gt;Blunk&lt;br /&gt;Snag&lt;br /&gt;A Factory&lt;br /&gt;Frag&lt;br /&gt;Murt&lt;br /&gt;Hort&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-6668436638107093947?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/6668436638107093947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=6668436638107093947' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/6668436638107093947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/6668436638107093947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/02/made-up-words.html' title='Made-up words...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-4379107875026433727</id><published>2010-02-11T07:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T07:10:00.418-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen to the War of the Roses with Janessa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I thought this was hilarious when I heard it. Fantastic. Fantastic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/4a778c9013cdbedb/4b7401a71e61f8c0/4a778c9060baf55a/3a25e47/widget.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-4379107875026433727?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4379107875026433727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=4379107875026433727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4379107875026433727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4379107875026433727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/02/listen-to-war-of-roses-with-janessa.html' title='Listen to the War of the Roses with Janessa'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-4484946401961588532</id><published>2010-02-10T02:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T02:45:00.200-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you do about the Prius recall?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S3HJme2l2JI/AAAAAAAABDY/iitP_mAsSUg/s1600-h/prius.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 332px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436347888167147666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S3HJme2l2JI/AAAAAAAABDY/iitP_mAsSUg/s400/prius.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I guess you've have to invent a way-back machine, go way back to before you bought that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Prius&lt;/span&gt; and then shoot the Past You for even thinking about buying that hippie mobile. Other than that, I guess you're screwed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-4484946401961588532?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4484946401961588532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=4484946401961588532' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4484946401961588532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4484946401961588532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-do-you-do-about-prius-recall.html' title='What do you do about the Prius recall?'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S3HJme2l2JI/AAAAAAAABDY/iitP_mAsSUg/s72-c/prius.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-1252698419761508690</id><published>2010-02-09T07:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T07:02:59.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh...snow</title><content type='html'>Man...I thought the snow was done for the season. Little did I know. I just hate the winter. I know what you're going to ask...why do I live in Minnesota then. Easy answer...that's where my house is. Kind of a dumb question for you to ask, don't you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-1252698419761508690?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/1252698419761508690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=1252698419761508690' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/1252698419761508690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/1252698419761508690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/02/ughsnow.html' title='Ugh...snow'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-4628153415936967391</id><published>2010-02-08T05:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T05:54:00.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Bowl Party...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As we were on the way to an actual Super Bowl Party, we went by this sign right by our house...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435701121023969634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S299XrfTiWI/AAAAAAAABDQ/URdQqtMwVME/s400/Super+Bowl+Party.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really? A Super Bowl Party put on by a bunch of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;realtors&lt;/span&gt;. Nice. How much of a loser do you have to be to end up at that? Unless they had build your own burgers. Wait...I bet they did have build your own burgers. They should have put that on the sign. I would have stopped by...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-4628153415936967391?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4628153415936967391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=4628153415936967391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4628153415936967391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4628153415936967391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/02/super-bowl-party.html' title='Super Bowl Party...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S299XrfTiWI/AAAAAAAABDQ/URdQqtMwVME/s72-c/Super+Bowl+Party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-1957542805198595593</id><published>2010-02-05T02:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T06:21:39.544-06:00</updated><title type='text'>...And I almost spit my pop out...</title><content type='html'>I saved this clip for Alison to watch, because I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-watch Tosh.0, American Dad, Family Guy and the Cleveland Show and then just show her any parts that I think are funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="412" height="296"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/-WbHbeFqAmeNNpC17CYkuA/241/251/i250"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/-WbHbeFqAmeNNpC17CYkuA/241/251/i250" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="412" height="296"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I was laughing so hard, I thought my insides were going to become outsides. She was not. From her reaction to this clip, I can probably just stop saving them for her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-1957542805198595593?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/1957542805198595593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=1957542805198595593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/1957542805198595593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/1957542805198595593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-i-almost-spit-my-pop-out.html' title='...And I almost spit my pop out...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-4301035955004899251</id><published>2010-02-04T01:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T01:39:00.464-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Radar Detector...</title><content type='html'>So, I was gassing up the car at Costco (go cheaper gas...I'm taking that 2.40 to the BANK!), when I looked over at the car next to me. It was a minivan. What brand, I don't really know, but if you're curious about minivan brands, I don't really want to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as I said, I looked over at the minivan and noticed that they had a radar detector.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right.......a radar detector.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who in the world are you needing a radar detector in a minivan? Who in the world are you, Andy Green out in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Blackrock&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about this...instead of a radar detector, you invest in not driving 25 miles an hour over the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;speed limit&lt;/span&gt; when your kids are sitting in the back of your minivan. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;? How about that. Yeah...that might be nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-4301035955004899251?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4301035955004899251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=4301035955004899251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4301035955004899251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4301035955004899251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/02/radar-detector.html' title='Radar Detector...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-222309912337476502</id><published>2010-02-03T02:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T02:18:00.508-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spirit Airlines MUFF ad...</title><content type='html'>So, Petredis sends me this e-mail about the new MUFF plan for Spirit Airlines (thanks for the heads up):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 117px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433712938058151954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S2htIMxmeBI/AAAAAAAABDI/8i9-7lYqnXs/s400/muff.jpg" /&gt;Not to be confused with their less popular BOOB plan to solve checked baggage:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;nly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;ne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;ag&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-222309912337476502?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/222309912337476502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=222309912337476502' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/222309912337476502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/222309912337476502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/02/spirit-airlines-muff-ad.html' title='Spirit Airlines MUFF ad...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S2htIMxmeBI/AAAAAAAABDI/8i9-7lYqnXs/s72-c/muff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-1139561150406422250</id><published>2010-02-02T03:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T03:18:00.171-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rear Windshield Wiper?</title><content type='html'>Why do &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SUV's&lt;/span&gt; have rear windshield wipers but you rarely see one on a car? I mean...I'd like to be able to clear the back in a seconds notice on my car. I think it's a form of discrimination. Seriously. I'm pretty sure I know what it feels like to be Renee &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zelwegger&lt;/span&gt; now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-1139561150406422250?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/1139561150406422250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=1139561150406422250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/1139561150406422250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/1139561150406422250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/02/rear-windshield-wiper.html' title='Rear Windshield Wiper?'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-4452869895425116015</id><published>2010-02-01T02:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T02:57:00.422-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner?</title><content type='html'>So, Alison and I were deciding where to go to dinner yesterday and the following conversation happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brent&lt;/strong&gt;: So, where do you want to go to dinner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alison&lt;/strong&gt;: I thought we said Ruby Tuesday's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brent&lt;/strong&gt;: Ruby Tuesday?!? More like Ruby TODAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alison&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;sighs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alison&lt;/strong&gt;: You're the worst.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-4452869895425116015?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4452869895425116015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=4452869895425116015' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4452869895425116015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4452869895425116015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/02/dinner.html' title='Dinner?'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-2023113642004161884</id><published>2010-01-29T03:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T03:26:00.634-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brad and Angelina breaking up?</title><content type='html'>This is shocking! I mean, if you can't have a stable relationship with someone who wears a vial of blood around there neck, who &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; you have a stable relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes...Angelina Jolie is crazy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-2023113642004161884?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/2023113642004161884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=2023113642004161884' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/2023113642004161884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/2023113642004161884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/01/brad-and-angelina-breaking-up.html' title='Brad and Angelina breaking up?'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-6602002749529577376</id><published>2010-01-28T02:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T02:36:00.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh...the DMV...</title><content type='html'>So, I went to re-new the tabs on my car yesterday and I got to go to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DMV&lt;/span&gt;. Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I was called, I had this conversation with a delightful lady:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lady&lt;/strong&gt;: Paperwork?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brent&lt;/strong&gt;: Here you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lady:&lt;/strong&gt; You're the third person I've had in today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brent&lt;/strong&gt;: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lady&lt;/strong&gt;: Alright, sign this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brent&lt;/strong&gt;: Um. Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lady:&lt;/strong&gt; 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brent:&lt;/strong&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lady:&lt;/strong&gt; All done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brent&lt;/strong&gt;: What about 20 minutes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lady&lt;/strong&gt;: We're finished. You can go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...that was that, I guess. I have to imagine she had some sort of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bluetooth&lt;/span&gt; or something I couldn't see and was talking to one of her "friends"...at least, I hope that was the case...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-6602002749529577376?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/6602002749529577376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=6602002749529577376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/6602002749529577376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/6602002749529577376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/01/ahhhthe-dmv.html' title='Ahhh...the DMV...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-2888413929966054723</id><published>2010-01-27T04:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T09:31:31.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why don't I get e-mail like this anymore?</title><content type='html'>Apparently (as we all know), my blog has taken a turn for the worse.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I need to go to Target more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="tabMessageViewerBody_headeri4_51264513009626" _no_widget="true"&gt;&lt;div id="0_messageHeaderDiv" class="messageHeaderDiv colorWhite fontT2 fontMedGray" _no_widget="true"&gt;&lt;div class="posRel" _no_widget="true"&gt;&lt;table class="fontT2 fontMedGray" cellpadding="0" _no_widget="true"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 3px" class="msgHeaderContainer"&gt;&lt;td id="0_messageHeaderLabelCell" _no_widget="true"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0pxfont-size:16;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: nowrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2pxfont-size:medium;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div id="tabMessageViewerBody_headeri1625_16261264544498665" _no_widget="true"&gt;&lt;div id="2_messageHeaderDiv" class="messageHeaderDiv colorWhite fontT2 fontMedGray" _no_widget="true"&gt;&lt;div class="posRel"&gt;&lt;table class="fontT2 fontMedGray" cellpadding="0" _no_widget="true"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 3px" class="msgHeaderContainer"&gt;&lt;td id="2_messageHeaderLabelCell" _no_widget="true"&gt;&lt;nobr id="2_messageHeaderToLabel" class="headerRecipientLabel" _no_widget="true"&gt;Fri, March 17, 2006 11:29:32 AM&lt;br /&gt;From: Will&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="POSITION: static; WIDTH: 179px" id="2_messageHeaderSender" class="ellip headerSender"&gt;&lt;div class="cgSelectable ellip_text"&gt;&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: nowrap" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr id="2_messageHeaderToContainer" class="msgHeaderContainer"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;nobr id="2_messageHeaderToLabel" class="headerRecipientLabel"&gt;To: Brent&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;hr class="messageHeaderDivider colorK2" _no_widget="true"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="cg_msg_content"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brent,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You were in my dream last night. We were hanging &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;out somewhere, and I kept raving to you about &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how good your blog has been recently. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No lie...and creepy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0pxfont-size:16;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2pxfont-size:medium;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-2888413929966054723?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/2888413929966054723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=2888413929966054723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/2888413929966054723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/2888413929966054723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-dont-i-get-e-mail-like-this-anymore.html' title='Why don&apos;t I get e-mail like this anymore?'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-924083301169651647</id><published>2010-01-26T08:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T08:23:48.271-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm pretty sure...</title><content type='html'>this is not a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;conversation&lt;/span&gt; that normal people would have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brent: &lt;/strong&gt;You know why gold is awesome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Justin: &lt;/strong&gt;It's gold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brent:&lt;/strong&gt; Because it's gold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brent:&lt;/strong&gt; Dang...you already said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Justin:&lt;/strong&gt; Idiot...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-924083301169651647?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/924083301169651647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=924083301169651647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/924083301169651647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/924083301169651647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-pretty-sure.html' title='I&apos;m pretty sure...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-5864264997070126114</id><published>2010-01-25T06:22:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T06:29:30.468-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Menards</title><content type='html'>So, I was driving by Menard's and the scrolling marquee outside the store said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;marquee bgcolor="#000080" scrollamount="3" width="75%" loop="20"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Windshield washer fluid only $1.99!!!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm looking at it, wondering if that's even a good deal. I have no idea how much windshield washer fluid costs regularly. 99 cents? 5 dollars? I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that a scrolling marquee telling me it's $1.99 is not going to get me to come into that store and buy some. Then again, most things aren't going to get me to step foot into a Menard's...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-5864264997070126114?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/5864264997070126114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=5864264997070126114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/5864264997070126114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/5864264997070126114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/01/menards.html' title='Menards'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-1774744557699000643</id><published>2010-01-22T06:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T06:21:00.182-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh...</title><content type='html'>So, I was at Target, getting assorted goods. I was in the express lane, so I had less than 10 items (because I'm not a d-bag and sneak in there with 15-20 items like some losers do), but it was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;enough&lt;/span&gt; to fit it all in one bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they weren't all the same thing. I think there was some Windex and some ground beef. Also, a cat toy, or something like that (why don't I go look what was actually there...because then I'd have to move off my duff and that is not happening).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go through the line and the woman back there starts bagging the items. And she puts them all in the same bag. Which is fine...I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as she hands me the bag, she says, "Is one bag okay for all that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of late on the quick there, huh? You wouldn't want to ask that &lt;em&gt;before&lt;/em&gt; bagging the items, now would you??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-1774744557699000643?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/1774744557699000643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=1774744557699000643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/1774744557699000643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/1774744557699000643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/01/ugh.html' title='Ugh...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-3646999541341627764</id><published>2010-01-21T01:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T01:58:00.817-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Year One at Office Depot</title><content type='html'>So, I was at Office Depot yesterday and up by the register, in the impulse buy section, was Year One (starring Jack Black) for 19.99.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously? Who thought that was a good idea? I wouldn't even pay 1.99 for that movie. And who's going to have an impulse to buy that at Office Depot? I wish I could meet the person who had the idea to put it there, so I could karate chop them in the eye, so they know how it feels...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-3646999541341627764?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3646999541341627764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=3646999541341627764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/3646999541341627764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/3646999541341627764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/01/year-one-at-office-depot.html' title='Year One at Office Depot'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-4189551181744012799</id><published>2010-01-20T05:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T18:21:40.993-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gigli?</title><content type='html'>So, Alison was browsing the 99 cent downloads on Amazon and the following came up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S1ZnMpJMnDI/AAAAAAAABDA/CfFDLwjRnDU/s1600-h/Gigli.jpg" target="'_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 185px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428639867742231602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S1ZnMpJMnDI/AAAAAAAABDA/CfFDLwjRnDU/s400/Gigli.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Really? A retard? That's their plot outline? And how in the world is this the #3 download in anything?? Unless the category was "movies containing the word Gig", behind &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0208002/" target="_blank"&gt;The Big Gig&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0091412/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Liian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;iso&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;keikka&lt;/span&gt; aka Too Big Gig&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-4189551181744012799?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4189551181744012799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=4189551181744012799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4189551181744012799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4189551181744012799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/01/gigli.html' title='Gigli?'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S1ZnMpJMnDI/AAAAAAAABDA/CfFDLwjRnDU/s72-c/Gigli.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-5508537264440371372</id><published>2010-01-19T05:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T05:10:00.424-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Depressed Cat...</title><content type='html'>Well, since we got &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Khloe&lt;/span&gt;, it's made our good cat, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Klyde&lt;/span&gt;, depressed. He doesn't come sleep on the bed anymore and he won't go anywhere that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Khloe&lt;/span&gt; is. Hopefully he gets over it soon, because basically we broke our best cat (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Klyde&lt;/span&gt;) by getting a cat that likes to scratch up all the furniture (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Khloe&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison chose poorly for her Christmas gift...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-5508537264440371372?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/5508537264440371372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=5508537264440371372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/5508537264440371372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/5508537264440371372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/01/depressed-cat.html' title='Depressed Cat...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-5709389493215147244</id><published>2010-01-18T03:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T03:37:00.331-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Off Ted has stolen from me...</title><content type='html'>I did this exact same "joke" to my brother Kevin when I was about 16 and my parents were out of town. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; pulled a cabinet door off (I know...I know...I'm an idiot), so I placed it just so back on there and stood there and waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For someone to come to need something out of that cabinet. It took what seemed like an ice age, but Kevin finally came to the cabinet, opened it...and it came right off in his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, my immediate reaction was, "What did you do???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see why my family loved me when I was younger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/OuE9KAXC1XpdoXuxX7MpEQ/799/859/i849"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/OuE9KAXC1XpdoXuxX7MpEQ/799/859/i849" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-5709389493215147244?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/5709389493215147244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=5709389493215147244' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/5709389493215147244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/5709389493215147244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/01/better-off-ted-has-stolen-from-me.html' title='Better Off Ted has stolen from me...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-2683816251574046436</id><published>2010-01-15T03:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T03:01:00.195-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Tony Clark the Candyman?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, I was watching Baseball Tonight about the McGwire story a couple days ago (and...still my favorite baseball player of all time) and Tony Clark was the new anchor on there. I never realized before, but that guy looks just like the Candyman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 164px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425847267166570370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S0x7V5T8x4I/AAAAAAAABC4/R8Rrwz8c0I8/s400/Tnoy+Clark+Candyman.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;Or maybe I'm just semi-racist? Either way...this guy is creeping me out...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;They need to have that guy stop staring right into the camera. It feels like he's looking right into my soul and me no likey. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-2683816251574046436?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/2683816251574046436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=2683816251574046436' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/2683816251574046436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/2683816251574046436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/01/is-tony-clark-candyman.html' title='Is Tony Clark the Candyman?'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S0x7V5T8x4I/AAAAAAAABC4/R8Rrwz8c0I8/s72-c/Tnoy+Clark+Candyman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-4708711436704630139</id><published>2010-01-14T02:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T02:19:00.431-06:00</updated><title type='text'>That's not how you win friends...</title><content type='html'>So, I was looking on-line for some jeans and I came across the following picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425579659975011362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S0uH9G1lLCI/AAAAAAAABCw/9QkCiE5i0YY/s400/middle.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come on man...that's not nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-4708711436704630139?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4708711436704630139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=4708711436704630139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4708711436704630139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4708711436704630139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/01/thats-not-how-you-win-friends.html' title='That&apos;s not how you win friends...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S0uH9G1lLCI/AAAAAAAABCw/9QkCiE5i0YY/s72-c/middle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-5635397391810350570</id><published>2010-01-13T02:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T19:17:09.428-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Name change...</title><content type='html'>Alison just couldn't take it. She didn't want to call a girl cat a boys name...so we had to come up with a new name. So...&lt;a href="http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/01/meet-kliff.html"target=_blank"&gt;Kliff&lt;/a&gt; is no longer the name and the new name is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khloe...yep...just like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Khloe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kardashian&lt;/span&gt;. Ugh. I guess that makes me Bruce Jenner, so there is something good that came out of it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-5635397391810350570?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/5635397391810350570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=5635397391810350570' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/5635397391810350570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/5635397391810350570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/01/name-change.html' title='Name change...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-9214922532090866333</id><published>2010-01-12T04:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T04:43:00.213-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You can put that YOGA back in the FRIDGE t-shirt!</title><content type='html'>Well...looks like I was right and it made an awesome t-shirt. Now, if only palmercash.com or someone would actually create it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 357px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 387px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424364596371818882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S0c23GLyiYI/AAAAAAAABCo/iwaYqj1L0r8/s400/Yoga+in+the+fridge.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-9214922532090866333?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/9214922532090866333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=9214922532090866333' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/9214922532090866333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/9214922532090866333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-can-put-that-yoga-back-in-fridge-t.html' title='You can put that YOGA back in the FRIDGE t-shirt!'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S0c23GLyiYI/AAAAAAAABCo/iwaYqj1L0r8/s72-c/Yoga+in+the+fridge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-8961261922247161564</id><published>2010-01-11T04:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T04:23:00.624-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoga</title><content type='html'>So, Alison and I were talking last night and the following took place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brent&lt;/strong&gt;: I feel like such an old man. My body aches all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alison&lt;/strong&gt;: That's because you don't take care of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brent&lt;/strong&gt;: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alison&lt;/strong&gt;: You do all that heavy lifting. You need to do something more for agility. You need to do something like Yoga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brent&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;(thinks for a minute)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brent&lt;/strong&gt;: You can put that Yoga back in the fridge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alison&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;(looks at Brent like he has mental issues)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I laughed for about 5 minutes at my lame joke and said how cool it would be to have that on a t-shirt. Then Alison hit me where I got my shot...and then the laughing stopped.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-8961261922247161564?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8961261922247161564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=8961261922247161564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/8961261922247161564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/8961261922247161564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/01/yoga.html' title='Yoga'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-4604759042596562361</id><published>2010-01-08T05:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T07:23:08.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kliff's a girl!</title><content type='html'>Just went to the vet yesterday and it turns out...Kliff is a girl. Interesting. She asked what we were changing her name to. I looked at her like she was crazy...her name is Kliff. It's like on &lt;i&gt;Friends&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chandler:&lt;/b&gt; So, uh, now that little Chandler turned out to be a girl, what are they gonna name her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Phoebe:&lt;/b&gt; They're gonna call her Chandler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chandler:&lt;/b&gt; That's kind of a masculine name, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Phoebe:&lt;/b&gt; Works on &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right...Chandler and Kliff...very masculine names for a girl...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-4604759042596562361?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4604759042596562361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=4604759042596562361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4604759042596562361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4604759042596562361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/01/kliffs-girl.html' title='Kliff&apos;s a girl!'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-7744881350462033809</id><published>2010-01-07T02:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T02:58:00.418-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bachelor</title><content type='html'>Seriously, I can't stand this new Bachelor. All he talks about is how humble and nice he is, when you can tell he's actually a huge arrogant, conceited, cocky loser who thinks he's the greatest gift to women since sliced bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, I think he picks that Ali chick in the end. And I will continue to watch the show...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-7744881350462033809?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/7744881350462033809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=7744881350462033809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/7744881350462033809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/7744881350462033809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/01/bachelor.html' title='The Bachelor'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-4961288770091789669</id><published>2010-01-06T02:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T02:57:00.308-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Kliff!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, Alison got a new Kitten for Christmas. His name...Mr. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kliff&lt;/span&gt; Nelson. He looks surprisingly like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Klyde&lt;/span&gt;, only smarter and more with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423365073600409218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S0OpzNs2boI/AAAAAAAABCg/gNSQhvbwvyY/s400/100_0424.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-4961288770091789669?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4961288770091789669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=4961288770091789669' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4961288770091789669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4961288770091789669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/01/meet-kliff.html' title='Meet Kliff!'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/S0OpzNs2boI/AAAAAAAABCg/gNSQhvbwvyY/s72-c/100_0424.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-3245783563185646656</id><published>2010-01-05T04:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T07:45:05.037-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Toilet Kitten?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;So, I'm getting Alison a kitten for Christmas and I've been scouring &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;craigslist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, trying to find their brightest, free-est kitten, when I came across this ad:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://minneapolis.craigslist.org/wsh/pet/1535179409.html" target="'_blank"&gt;Kitten Ad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the picture on the ad...I don't feel comfortable posting it here...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture 1: Cute. The kitten probably just woke up from a nap!&lt;br /&gt;Picture 2: Cute. He likes being pet!&lt;br /&gt;Picture 3: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Umm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...some kid sitting on the toilet, holding the cat in front of him so his mom can take a picture and put it on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Alright...&lt;br /&gt;Picture 4: Cute. The kitten likes to hide! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-3245783563185646656?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3245783563185646656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=3245783563185646656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/3245783563185646656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/3245783563185646656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/01/toilet-kitten.html' title='Toilet Kitten?'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-5924440711373702644</id><published>2010-01-04T07:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T07:16:01.228-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>So, we were in Arizona last week and was we drove by the Boulders resort, Alison mentioned that she had stayed there when she was younger. In fact, it was the same room that Pam Anderson had stayed int he week before. I said I hope the room was sterilized before they got there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zing! Back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-5924440711373702644?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/5924440711373702644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=5924440711373702644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/5924440711373702644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/5924440711373702644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-2337380684802600743</id><published>2009-12-28T04:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T11:40:35.318-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Music...</title><content type='html'>So, during the holidays, Alison likes to listen to Christmas music on the radio. Which is fine. Whatever. We all have our drawbacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we were driving to the airport on the 26&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and she was listening to Christmas music and I said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Man, every year, they start playing this stuff earlier and earlier..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because they're already playing it for next yer. And then she punched me and I kept any further clever observations to my own person...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-2337380684802600743?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/2337380684802600743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=2337380684802600743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/2337380684802600743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/2337380684802600743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2009/12/christms-music.html' title='Christmas Music...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-203595340993031683</id><published>2009-12-25T04:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T04:41:00.222-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Jerky Contest!</title><content type='html'>My dad reminded me this week that I was in a beef jerky contest a couple of years ago, so I decided to see if the link to it still works...and it does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...here you, though voting is done with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theshowtobe.com/heyjerky/index.html" target="_blank"&gt;Hey Jerky, What's Your Beef?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classy guy I am...classy guy. I wish my nerds would have won it for me...instead, we got demolished:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pliner.net/apppoll/428d99/results/" target="_blank"&gt;Results&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-203595340993031683?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/203595340993031683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=203595340993031683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/203595340993031683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/203595340993031683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2009/12/jerky-contest.html' title='The Jerky Contest!'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-420276988252673959</id><published>2009-12-24T03:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T03:45:00.178-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Air Freshners?</title><content type='html'>I was driving behind a VW bug yesterday (I know...gross...who even has those?) and it had, not one, not two, but three (THREE!) of those pine tree air fresheners swinging about in the car. 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you possibly smell that bad that you need that many? I mean, you get in the car with one of those and you'll probably say, "Yikes...didn't realize we were going to Yosemite". They're strong...He-Man strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet this guy (yes...it was a guy driving the bug) had such terribly strong BO that he needed three! How many decomposing bodies were in his back seat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if someone gets pulled over and they have more than one of those things in the car, it should be grounds to search the car for body parts, because they're definitely hiding something...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-420276988252673959?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/420276988252673959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=420276988252673959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/420276988252673959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/420276988252673959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2009/12/air-freshners.html' title='Air Freshners?'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-4872595810693197426</id><published>2009-12-23T03:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T03:44:00.138-06:00</updated><title type='text'>7 times...</title><content type='html'>Yep...that's how many times I've watched &lt;em&gt;Harry and the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hendersons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; since I won it at a Christmas party on Saturday. Man...I came out of there like aces in a fire!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-4872595810693197426?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4872595810693197426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=4872595810693197426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4872595810693197426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4872595810693197426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2009/12/7-times.html' title='7 times...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-2508364027124100693</id><published>2009-12-22T03:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T03:12:00.703-06:00</updated><title type='text'>6 year old kills Santa??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417756424002637986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/Sy-8w1xEkKI/AAAAAAAABCA/7g56BTWpeDQ/s400/girl+kills+santa.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now THAT is the kind of article I want to read about!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt;, I read it wrong and it was actually:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417756741350041138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/Sy-9DT-lpjI/AAAAAAAABCI/Rtf6Eu-x_b4/s400/girl+grills+santa.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which, lets face it, is not really news... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-2508364027124100693?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/2508364027124100693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=2508364027124100693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/2508364027124100693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/2508364027124100693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2009/12/6-year-old-kills-santa.html' title='6 year old kills Santa??'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/Sy-8w1xEkKI/AAAAAAAABCA/7g56BTWpeDQ/s72-c/girl+kills+santa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-1758404849855540023</id><published>2009-12-21T04:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T04:52:00.080-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh...thanks Chanticlear</title><content type='html'>Last night, we ordered pizza for pick up from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chanticlear&lt;/span&gt; Pizza and when I went there, I was told that the delivery guy grabbed it and took it for a drive, but realized he grabbed the wrong one when he got to the deliver house. So, the pizza we ordered at 5 pm and was done at 5:15, was given to us at 5:55. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mmmm&lt;/span&gt;...nothing like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;luke&lt;/span&gt;-warmish pizza...gross.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-1758404849855540023?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/1758404849855540023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=1758404849855540023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/1758404849855540023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/1758404849855540023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2009/12/ughthanks-chanticlear.html' title='Ugh...thanks Chanticlear'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-3284889485554862454</id><published>2009-12-18T03:13:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T14:03:50.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The e-mail vault:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today, I went back to the beginning of my e-mail account to pull an e-mail exchange and see if it was funny. It wasn't....but here it is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;From: Brent&lt;br /&gt;To: Will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:date month="8" day="20" year="2004"&gt;&lt;span class="headercontrolsfontt2fontheadline"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Date: Fri, August 20, 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;span class="headercontrolsfontt2fontheadline"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time hour="8" minute="54"&gt;&lt;span class="headercontrolsfontt2fontheadline"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;8:54:18 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: nowrap" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Subject: Mario Kart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;nobr id="3_messageHeaderToLabel" class="headerRecipientLabel" _no_widget="true"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Any chance you still have my copy of super mario kart from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;school and want to mail it back to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;From: Will&lt;br /&gt;To: Brent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:date month="8" day="20" year="2004"&gt;&lt;span class="headercontrolsfontt2fontheadline"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Date: Fri, August 20, 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;span class="headercontrolsfontt2fontheadline"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time hour="9" minute="38"&gt;&lt;span class="headercontrolsfontt2fontheadline"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;9:38:28 AM&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Re: Mario Kart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;nobr id="3_messageHeaderToLabel" class="headerRecipientLabel" _no_widget="true"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;yes, i'll be shipping that and all your transformers back to you next&lt;br /&gt;week...idiot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;From: Brent&lt;br /&gt;To: Will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:date month="8" day="20" year="2004"&gt;&lt;span class="headercontrolsfontt2fontheadline"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Date: Fri, August 20, 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;span class="headercontrolsfontt2fontheadline"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time hour="12" minute="21"&gt;&lt;span class="headercontrolsfontt2fontheadline"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;12:21:18 PM&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Re: Mario Kart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;nobr id="3_messageHeaderToLabel" class="headerRecipientLabel" _no_widget="true"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;maybe you can ship back that Ozzie Timmons rookie card too…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;From: Will&lt;br /&gt;To: Brent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:date month="8" day="20" year="2004"&gt;&lt;span class="headercontrolsfontt2fontheadline"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Date: Fri, August 20, 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;span class="headercontrolsfontt2fontheadline"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time hour="15" minute="5"&gt;&lt;span class="headercontrolsfontt2fontheadline"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3:05:47 PM&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Re: Mario Kart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;nobr id="3_messageHeaderToLabel" class="headerRecipientLabel" _no_widget="true"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i'd have to go back to the future to snatch that ozzie timmons&lt;br /&gt;"future stars" topps traded rookie card....man that i hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;From: Brent&lt;br /&gt;To: Will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:date month="8" day="27" year="2004"&gt;&lt;span class="headercontrolsfontt2fontheadline"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Date: Fri, August 27, 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;span class="headercontrolsfontt2fontheadline"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time hour="18" minute="25"&gt;&lt;span class="headercontrolsfontt2fontheadline"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;6:25:30 PM&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Re: Mario Kart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;nobr id="1_messageHeaderToLabel" class="headerRecipientLabel" _no_widget="true"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;did I leave a penny in your room a couple of years ago? Any way&lt;br /&gt;you could send it back to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-3284889485554862454?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3284889485554862454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=3284889485554862454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/3284889485554862454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/3284889485554862454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2009/12/e-mail-vault.html' title='The e-mail vault:'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-1310795094116453301</id><published>2009-12-17T04:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T04:42:00.149-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Vault Zero,</title><content type='html'>You, sir, are no Diet Mountain Dew. Not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nor are you even a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mello&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yello&lt;/span&gt;, or a Surge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not even a Diet Mountain Fury nor a Diet Mountain Lightning nor a Diet Mountain Mist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are repugnant. I can't stand you. &lt;a href="http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-pop-grades.html" target="_blank"&gt;Why oh why do I keep giving you a chance and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; you scorn me&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-1310795094116453301?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/1310795094116453301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=1310795094116453301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/1310795094116453301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/1310795094116453301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2009/12/dear-vault-zero.html' title='Dear Vault Zero,'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-7733991207345597940</id><published>2009-12-16T06:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T19:18:47.664-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Well...</title><content type='html'>at least it got above zero yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No...wait...it didn't. I forget how cold it is in the winter until it's actually here. And when it's actually here, I want it to leave. Kind of like if you have a party and invite Ted &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Danson&lt;/span&gt;. At first you think, "Man, that's going to be fun. Ted &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Danson&lt;/span&gt; is coming to my party!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, 3 am rolls around, everyone is gone, except for Ted &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Danson&lt;/span&gt;. And you just can't get him to leave. And all he keeps doing is talking about &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Whoopi&lt;/span&gt; being "The one that got away." until you just want to clobber yourself in the face with a printer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-7733991207345597940?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/7733991207345597940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=7733991207345597940' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/7733991207345597940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/7733991207345597940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2009/12/well.html' title='Well...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-6383194243465908895</id><published>2009-12-15T04:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T04:09:00.876-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shorts Maly on Modern Family</title><content type='html'>So, I'm watching &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1442437/" target="_blank"&gt;Modern Family&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; on ABC (and let's face it, who isn't?) and one of the characters reminds me of one of my friends from college. His facial expressions. His overall general appearance. The inflection of his voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, without further ado, I present Shorts Maly, as played by Phil Dunphy, as played by &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0123092/" target="_blank"&gt;Ty Burrell&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/Djlsad5Mxu2uzK--f3x0Kw/1198/1216"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/Djlsad5Mxu2uzK--f3x0Kw/1198/1216" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-6383194243465908895?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/6383194243465908895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=6383194243465908895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/6383194243465908895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/6383194243465908895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2009/12/shorts-maly-on-modern-family.html' title='Shorts Maly on Modern Family'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-901590419354434449</id><published>2009-12-13T20:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:36:02.515-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes...</title><content type='html'>people just need to put 1,000 pounds onto a four-wheeler at 2 in the morning and try to drive it across a "frozen" pond...I'm just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sayin&lt;/span&gt;'...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-901590419354434449?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/901590419354434449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=901590419354434449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/901590419354434449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/901590419354434449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2009/12/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-3503815855249318013</id><published>2009-12-11T04:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T07:13:39.010-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You know what gets my goat? Besides Ted Danson...</title><content type='html'>When stores/etc ask you for a donation when you're checking out. I mean, if I want to contribute to a charity, I contribute to a charity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to send a bag of coffee beans to the soldiers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know if the soldiers want coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if they do want coffee, who's to say they want Caribou coffee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if they do want Caribou coffee, who's to say you sent the right kind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, basically, by trying to shame me into giving you money to send beans to the soldiers, you could be giving them something they don't really want (like a tent) or something that's the wrong kind (like baseball cards instead of football cards) and all it's really going to do is make them mad and your "nice gesture" has turned into an insult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you're basically sending them garbage that they're just going to throw away, all because you had to try to make me feel like a d-bag for not donating to your "beans for soldiers" campaign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might as well take that dollar bill, spit on it, and lend it to Ted &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Danson&lt;/span&gt; for all the good it's going to really do in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you might have realized that I went to Caribou Coffee yesterday and they're running this "Beans for Soldiers" campaign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't heard about it, they send...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-3503815855249318013?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3503815855249318013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=3503815855249318013' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/3503815855249318013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/3503815855249318013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-know-what-gets-my-goat-besides-ted.html' title='You know what gets my goat? Besides Ted Danson...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-4106780423009611471</id><published>2009-12-10T04:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T04:36:00.412-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Avatar going to be like Ishtar?</title><content type='html'>Short answer...yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;300 million dollars for &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0499549/"target=_blank&gt;&lt;em&gt;Avatar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? And it looks like a bunch of blue weird looking blobs? Why would I go to see this? At least &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ishtar_(film)" target="'_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ishtar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; had Dustin Hoffman and Warren Beatty in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The preview for Avatar is terrible, at best. I'm not saying it's going to be the worst movie ever (you can keep that title &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0942385/"target=_blank&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tropic Thunder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;), but it looks like a cheap version of those old Star Trek movies. Which might being in Trekkies, but I just can't see this movie making back it's money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I really liked &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0116320/"target=_blank&gt;Fled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, so I'm not the expert here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-4106780423009611471?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4106780423009611471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=4106780423009611471' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4106780423009611471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/4106780423009611471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2009/12/is-avatar-going-to-be-like-ishtar.html' title='Is Avatar going to be like Ishtar?'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-1477020320953206081</id><published>2009-12-09T03:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T03:50:00.349-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another bumper sticker...</title><content type='html'>I've said it before and I'll say it again...I don't get bumper stickers. I don't get them at all. Why do you put them on your car? Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw this one today and was a little stunned. I mean really, what do you do here? Is this for real?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 131px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412956250978932226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/Sx6vB_xUVgI/AAAAAAAABB4/WTOBSKvfUec/s400/someone+I+love+was+murdered.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you give them the thumbs down, meaning, "I don't condone murder". Or do you just frown at them when you roll by, in sympathy? What are they looking for you to do?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I honked at them, because that frickin' loser didn't know what a green light meant...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-1477020320953206081?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/1477020320953206081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=1477020320953206081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/1477020320953206081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/1477020320953206081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2009/12/another-bumper-sticker.html' title='Another bumper sticker...'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/Sx6vB_xUVgI/AAAAAAAABB4/WTOBSKvfUec/s72-c/someone+I+love+was+murdered.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-2700157872004632565</id><published>2009-12-08T03:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T03:35:00.488-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Purity Made Simple Directions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, Alison has this facial cleanser called "&lt;a href="http://www.sephora.com/browse/product.jhtml?id=P52509&amp;amp;categoryId=C15732#" target="_blank"&gt;Purity made simple&lt;/a&gt;" and I was reading the directions for it (I do not lie...these are word for word the directions). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;directions:&lt;/strong&gt; at the end of each day or at the beginning of each morning, take a small amount of &lt;strong&gt;purity&lt;/strong&gt; made simple, a little water and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;massage&lt;/span&gt; onto skin for 30-60 seconds. rinse. take a leisurely pace when washing yourself clean. cleanliness is a new beginning. when you feel clean you can begin being who you really are.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A simple "wash your face with this stuff" wouldn't suffice? It's like getting directions to a hotel from from Ted &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Danson&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-2700157872004632565?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/2700157872004632565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=2700157872004632565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/2700157872004632565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/2700157872004632565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2009/12/purity-made-simple-directions.html' title='Purity Made Simple Directions'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-8372432313788490527</id><published>2009-12-07T05:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T05:22:00.167-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jersey Bore?</title><content type='html'>Man, I think I might have totally &lt;a href="http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2005/01/waterboy-theory.html"target=_blank&gt;Waterboyed&lt;/a&gt; the show &lt;a href="http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2009/11/jersey-shore.html"target=_blank&gt;Jersey Shore&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched the 2 hour premiere over the weekend and it was okay. I mean, sure, there was some fist pumping and a fight (and they showed a preview where snickers gets punched in the face at a club) but overall, it was pretty slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it improves. I mean...I'm not going to stop watching. It's not like it's the Real World Brooklyn or something terrible like that. But...I set my sights too high...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-8372432313788490527?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8372432313788490527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=8372432313788490527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/8372432313788490527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/8372432313788490527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2009/12/jersey-bore.html' title='Jersey Bore?'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-6919627668659296959</id><published>2009-12-04T03:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T03:50:00.142-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Deal of the Century!</title><content type='html'>Alright, now you all know I'm a sucker for a deal (&lt;a href="http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2006/02/rainbow-bill-2970.html" target="'_blank"&gt;example A&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-tree-from-hades.html" target="'_blank"&gt;example B&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2009/09/why.html" target="'_blank"&gt;Example C&lt;/a&gt;) but I think (think) I've found something like the &lt;a href="http://www.snopes.com/business/deals/pudding.asp" target="'_blank"&gt;Punch Drunk Love&lt;/a&gt; deal, but not. I mean...nothing is that good of a deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, at Rainbow this week, if you guy 6 boxes of General Mills cereal, you get $10 off the purchase. And it just so happens that Reese's Puffs is my cereal of choice at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some quick math:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 boxes of Reese's Puffs: $24.54&lt;br /&gt;After $10 discount: $14.54&lt;br /&gt;Less $1.00 coupon for buying at least 3 boxes (different coupon): $13.54&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, on each of the boxes, there is a deal where if you guy two boxes, you get 1 free movie ticket (up to a $12 value).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with 6 boxes, that's 3 movie tickets (and movie tickets are as good as cash in this house)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means $13.54 less $36.00 which gives me a grand total of: -$22.46&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, basically, they just paid me $22.46 to take 6 boxes of Reese's Puffs off their hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sure I might make one more run at this if I can find space for all these boxes of cereal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-6919627668659296959?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/6919627668659296959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=6919627668659296959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/6919627668659296959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/6919627668659296959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2009/12/deal-of-century.html' title='Deal of the Century!'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-7349072781496513111</id><published>2009-12-03T03:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T03:27:00.200-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>I think I might be the laziest person in the world. Alison wants lights on our deck and I don't want to do it. I did it the first year we were in our house. It was terrible. Then, two years ago, I just threw them on the deck in a big ball, which wasn't too hard, but Alison didn't appreciate it as much as I did. Last year, I didn't do anything and it was the best, but Alison's happiness was exactly opposite of my glee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this year she wants the lights out there again and I really, really, really don't want to. So...you know what that means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll have the lights out there sometime this week...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-7349072781496513111?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/7349072781496513111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=7349072781496513111' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/7349072781496513111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/7349072781496513111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2009/12/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-5102168452480413879</id><published>2009-12-02T03:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T03:35:00.105-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishsticks and Tator Tots and Strawberry Quick!</title><content type='html'>Well, I'd prefer some chocolate rain, but who's going to mess with that combo?? &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/d-8O-eTHl4ecOgWdD5SVQw/70/76/i73"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/d-8O-eTHl4ecOgWdD5SVQw/70/76/i73" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-5102168452480413879?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/5102168452480413879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=5102168452480413879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/5102168452480413879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/5102168452480413879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2009/12/fishsticks-and-tator-tots-and.html' title='Fishsticks and Tator Tots and Strawberry Quick!'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10048318.post-2915156743288406038</id><published>2009-12-01T04:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T11:54:03.705-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie Weiss is a Lesbian Rodney Dangerfield?</title><content type='html'>So, I was reading about Charlie Weiss being fired from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Notre&lt;/span&gt; Dame and they had the following picture in the article:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410049619203358066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/SxRbdwnafXI/AAAAAAAABBo/UKlG4rqlpmw/s400/charlie-weis-fired.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't look away. It was like a train-wreck. It looks like Rodney Dangerfield had an affair with a lesbian golf pro. Seriously...that body is disturbing at best...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10048318-2915156743288406038?l=brentanelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/feeds/2915156743288406038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10048318&amp;postID=2915156743288406038' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/2915156743288406038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10048318/posts/default/2915156743288406038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentanelson.blogspot.com/2009/12/lesbian-rodney-dangerfield.html' title='Charlie Weiss is a Lesbian Rodney Dangerfield?'/><author><name>ban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06477769425796721850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjJGcE56IWw/SxRbdwnafXI/AAAAAAAABBo/UKlG4rqlpmw/s72-c/charlie-weis-fired.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
