<?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-3877925</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:29:42.192-04:00</updated><category term='I&apos;ll call kid. It&apos;s true...kid.'/><category term='shooting'/><category term='anybody younger than me'/><category term='but he&apos;s still a kid to me. I&apos;m old. I&apos;m 28. Thusly'/><category term='Virginia Tech'/><category term='It&apos;s my brother&apos;s birthday tomorrow. He&apos;ll be 26. He might be 26'/><title type='text'>Inconsequential Insanities</title><subtitle type='html'>The blog like a fine pomegranate. All seeds and no meat.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>547</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-1698526801141859870</id><published>2007-04-23T09:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T09:40:34.917-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Virginia Tech'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shooting'/><title type='text'>SADNESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://j.b5z.net/i/u/2103700/i/VA_Tech.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://j.b5z.net/i/u/2103700/i/VA_Tech.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*After the Virginia Tech shooting, I haven't felt good about hating on people, so I haven't written here for awhile. But after a grieving, depressed period, friends, the hatin' on peeps will start again soon.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-1698526801141859870?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/1698526801141859870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=1698526801141859870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/1698526801141859870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/1698526801141859870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2007/04/sadness.html' title='SADNESS'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-4965457432064802101</id><published>2007-04-10T10:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T10:23:26.399-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;ll call kid. It&apos;s true...kid.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s my brother&apos;s birthday tomorrow. He&apos;ll be 26. He might be 26'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='but he&apos;s still a kid to me. I&apos;m old. I&apos;m 28. Thusly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anybody younger than me'/><title type='text'>AGE IS IN THE EYE OF THE BEHOLDER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://scrapbook.momsbreak.com/PageLayout/Smile%20Balloon%20Birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://scrapbook.momsbreak.com/PageLayout/Smile%20Balloon%20Birthday.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's my brother's birthday tomorrow. He'll be 26. He might be 26, but he's still a kid to me. I'm old. I'm 28. Thusly, anybody younger than me, I'll call kid. It's true...kid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-4965457432064802101?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/4965457432064802101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=4965457432064802101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/4965457432064802101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/4965457432064802101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2007/04/age-is-in-eye-of-beholder.html' title='AGE IS IN THE EYE OF THE BEHOLDER'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-2104835721291876705</id><published>2007-04-07T10:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T10:13:26.791-04:00</updated><title type='text'>THE END IS NIGH!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.smh.com.au/ffximage/2007/03/30/sanjaya_narrowweb__300x437,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer ; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.smh.com.au/ffximage/2007/03/30/sanjaya_narrowweb__300x437,0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Idol is SERIOUSLY flawed. Sanjaya still remains?????????  He the absolute WORST. How can this continue??????? Idol has been cheapened. That's what you get when you leave the sole decision of who stays up to the American people...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-2104835721291876705?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/2104835721291876705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=2104835721291876705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/2104835721291876705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/2104835721291876705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2007/04/end-is-nigh.html' title='THE END IS NIGH!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-8515726080351126754</id><published>2007-03-28T18:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T19:50:28.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'>GREAT AMERICAN NIGHTMARE</title><content type='html'>Last night watched The Great American vote. It featured people facing off to plead their case to the audience  to make their dream come true What did they wish for?? Help with their illness? Helping homless find homes? Nope. It was two men wishing for a full head of hair, mothers wanting their daughters to be pageant winners, and two people wishing for their own businesses. I haven't discussed the lameness of this junk, i.e. mother wants daughter to be Miss Rodeo Clown; man wants to start amusement park based on chicken. LAME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-8515726080351126754?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/8515726080351126754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=8515726080351126754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/8515726080351126754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/8515726080351126754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2007/03/great-american-nightmare.html' title='GREAT AMERICAN NIGHTMARE'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-6220534755693344343</id><published>2007-01-11T10:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T13:00:22.779-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cache.gawker.com/images/2006/05/gayleking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://cache.gawker.com/images/2006/05/gayleking.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My honey Rachael Ray had two of my archnemiseses on her show today: Steven Cojocaru and Gayle King. Both irritate me. Gayle King's only claim to "fame" is being Oprah's best friend. Do something else for yourself other than hanging with Oprah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gayle King's resume:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Oprah's best friend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-6220534755693344343?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/6220534755693344343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=6220534755693344343' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/6220534755693344343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/6220534755693344343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-honey-rachael-ray-had-two-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-3447962563301702192</id><published>2007-01-06T13:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T10:53:09.312-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THE SAINTS ARE...COMING?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y2IvVU5bFSM/RZ_qYNdIU-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/KVPgQtLmwvc/s1600-h/xinsrc_42202021309085783081710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y2IvVU5bFSM/RZ_qYNdIU-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/KVPgQtLmwvc/s320/xinsrc_42202021309085783081710.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016986211563623394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month ago, I saw the video for U2/Green Day's "The Saints Are Coming," when a break&gt;A month ago, I saw the video for U2/Green Day's "The Saints Are Coming," when a breaking news came on the bottom of the screen. It read: "Troops pulled out of Iraq and sent to help Katrina victims" Holy Jesus, Mary, and Joseph! I thought.The war is over! I immediately switched to the local news. Nothing. I thought, maybe they're saving this important news for the Today show? Watched Today. Still nothing. Then it dawned on me: Ohhhhhh...that was part of the video. Oops. I'm dumb. Come to find out. now instead of the troops leaving Iraq, the government now plans to send  20,000 more! Lambs to slaughter friends...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-3447962563301702192?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3447962563301702192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=3447962563301702192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/3447962563301702192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/3447962563301702192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2007/01/saints-arecoming.html' title='THE SAINTS ARE...COMING?'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y2IvVU5bFSM/RZ_qYNdIU-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/KVPgQtLmwvc/s72-c/xinsrc_42202021309085783081710.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-116576953939956420</id><published>2006-12-10T11:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T11:52:19.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MATTY'S SICKNESS RECIPE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mypharmacy.co.uk/health_information/topics/s/sickness/sickness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.mypharmacy.co.uk/health_information/topics/s/sickness/sickness.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Start with a base high fever. Stir in weakness. Add a tablespoon of projectile vomiting. Add a cup of being delirious. Add 2 cups of peeing blood. Stir in 500 bowls of a life-threatening infection, After this I happened twice, I dropped 35 lbs. Now I'm a scrawny wimp. If you're trying to lose weight, DO NOT do this. You'll die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-116576953939956420?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/116576953939956420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=116576953939956420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/116576953939956420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/116576953939956420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2006/12/mattys-sickness-recipe.html' title='MATTY&apos;S SICKNESS RECIPE'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-115574059007136447</id><published>2006-08-16T09:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T11:03:11.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pitfalls of Myspace</title><content type='html'>In another way I'm being stalked (for the first, see the &lt;a href="http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-scared-whimper.html"&gt;post below&lt;/a&gt;) last week I was veritably assaulted by Myspace friend requests. Not one, not two, but TWENTY-ONE. And they were stupid too. Scantily clad girls whose About Me section all began with "ew to area" Everyone of them! If you're going to try and add people as friends, at least have the common decency to spell correctly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To visit my Myspace, go &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/splendorismatt"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-115574059007136447?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/115574059007136447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=115574059007136447' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/115574059007136447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/115574059007136447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2006/08/pitfalls-of-myspace.html' title='The Pitfalls of Myspace'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-115487810684356122</id><published>2006-08-06T10:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T10:01:44.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M SCARED *whimper*</title><content type='html'>I seem to have a stalker. But who would ever stalk you Matt? you might ask. A friend turned archnemesis friend turned stalker, that's who. She used to be my friend until she started pestering me to get something to eat with her all the time. Last Thursday she called me not once, not twice, but FOUR TIMES.  Once I legitimately missed it, once I was busy, twice I purposely missed it. Then the next day, she called twice more! Needless to say, I didn't return any of the six calls. This has even gotten me so paranoid I've been drawing the blinds--something I never do--for fear I'm being watched. If you don't hear from me again, I might be dead.  Godspeed ladies and gentlemen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-115487810684356122?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/115487810684356122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=115487810684356122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/115487810684356122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/115487810684356122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-scared-whimper.html' title='I&apos;M SCARED *whimper*'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-115453198032680263</id><published>2006-08-02T11:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T11:21:16.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S NOT DUMB, IT'S STUPID</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.create-one.co.uk/matthewpilsbury/files/create-one%20heatwave.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.create-one.co.uk/matthewpilsbury/files/create-one%20heatwave.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This country-wide heatwave reminds thing that really annoys me: When people  say,  "It's not the heat, it's the humidity!" Well I'll be. By gum, I think you might be on to something!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-115453198032680263?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/115453198032680263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=115453198032680263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/115453198032680263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/115453198032680263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-not-dumb-its-stupid.html' title='IT&apos;S NOT DUMB, IT&apos;S STUPID'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-115444389012664372</id><published>2006-08-01T10:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T10:51:30.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'>GNARLY</title><content type='html'>Everyone seems to like that song "Crazy" by Gnarls Barkley, but I think it sucks. But it isn't like my opinion counts or anything. Don't just take my for it, &lt;a href="http://ax.phobos.apple.com.edgesuite.net/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/browserRedirect?url=itms%253A%252F%252Fax.phobos.apple.com.edgesuite.net%252FWebObjects%252FMZStore.woa%252Fwa%252FviewAlbum%253FplaylistId%253D159314900%2526s%253D143441%2526i%253D159314915"&gt;decide for yourself&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-115444389012664372?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/115444389012664372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=115444389012664372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/115444389012664372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/115444389012664372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2006/08/gnarly.html' title='GNARLY'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-115427348390336735</id><published>2006-07-30T11:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T11:31:23.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OUTING THE OUTED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ascap.com/playback/2005/spring/images/LanceBass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.ascap.com/playback/2005/spring/images/LanceBass.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; think Lance Bass was gay? Hands? Didn't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-115427348390336735?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/115427348390336735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=115427348390336735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/115427348390336735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/115427348390336735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2006/07/outing-outed.html' title='OUTING THE OUTED'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-115257821658386528</id><published>2006-07-10T14:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T20:36:56.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>VISION OF HATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pub.tv2.no/multimedia/TV2/archive/00132/mariah_carey_132989a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://pub.tv2.no/multimedia/TV2/archive/00132/mariah_carey_132989a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole day I've had a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mariah Carey&lt;/span&gt;'s &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vision of  Love &lt;/span&gt;in my head. This day can surely be marked down as a totaal loss now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Interesting note: After searching on Google for Mariah Carey images, the only ones I saw always featured her voluptuous assets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-115257821658386528?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/115257821658386528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=115257821658386528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/115257821658386528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/115257821658386528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2006/07/vision-of-hate.html' title='VISION OF HATE'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-115245729934274622</id><published>2006-07-09T10:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T11:06:25.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TIED TO BE FIT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.americanprofile.com/issues/20040118/images/story_3631_photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.americanprofile.com/issues/20040118/images/story_3631_photo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charles Osgood&lt;/span&gt; wears a regular tie on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CBS Sunday Morning &lt;/span&gt;and not his trademark bowtie. It's just not the same... *sniffle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;*NOTE* Sorry for the lack of posts lately. I've been &lt;s&gt;lazy&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;unmotivated&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;running guns to Nicaragua&lt;/s&gt; busy. I'll try and do better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-115245729934274622?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/115245729934274622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=115245729934274622' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/115245729934274622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/115245729934274622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2006/07/tied-to-be-fit.html' title='TIED TO BE FIT'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-114870035821182546</id><published>2006-05-26T22:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T23:25:58.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>AMERICAN IDOL 2006</title><content type='html'>Two days late and three dollars short, but here's my thoughts on the American Idol 2006 finale:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/0516hicks-autosized158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/0516hicks-autosized158.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Good: Taylor Hicks winning&lt;br /&gt;The Bad: Clay Aiken's biggest fan&lt;br /&gt;The Ugly: Clay Aiken's freak nasty mop top. What the frick?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;The Best: Prince!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/imageLA10303220200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/imageLA10303220200.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-114870035821182546?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/114870035821182546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=114870035821182546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/114870035821182546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/114870035821182546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2006/05/american-idol-2006.html' title='AMERICAN IDOL 2006'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-114722985018863717</id><published>2006-05-09T22:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T22:57:30.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DISAPPOINTED ALIVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/david_blaine001b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/david_blaine001b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is it just me, or was David Blaine’s whole “Drowned Alive” schtick pretty disappointing? Yes, he did hold his breath for 7 minutes, a long time to be sure, but 2 minutes short of what he was shooting for. With the overblown hype of this two hour special, its destiny was to disappoint. Blaine should do something magical! Like standing on a platform! Errr…I mean, being frozen in ice! Ummm…performing sleight of hand card ticks to random people on the street? Yeah, that’s it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-114722985018863717?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/114722985018863717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=114722985018863717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/114722985018863717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/114722985018863717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2006/05/disappointed-alive.html' title='DISAPPOINTED ALIVE'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-114575341729122377</id><published>2006-04-22T20:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T20:50:17.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HERE COMES THE USHER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/usher_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/200/usher_1280.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wouldn't consider myself a fan of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Usher&lt;/span&gt; by any means, but damn man--that boy can move!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-114575341729122377?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/114575341729122377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=114575341729122377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/114575341729122377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/114575341729122377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2006/04/here-comes-usher.html' title='HERE COMES THE USHER'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-114464331105063713</id><published>2006-04-10T00:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T20:52:23.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HERE TODAY, GONE TOMORROW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/imageNY11704051207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/imageNY11704051207.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By now, I’m sure everybody has heard that Katie Couric will be the new anchor of the CBS evening news. This news is good for all involved, but not for me. This means Katie is REPLACING BOB SCHIEFFER!!! Nooooooooooo! Bob is the man. Now my only Schieffer fix will be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Face the Nation&lt;/span&gt;. Damn you Couric! Damn you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/Schieffer_Bob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/Schieffer_Bob.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-114464331105063713?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/114464331105063713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=114464331105063713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/114464331105063713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/114464331105063713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2006/04/here-today-gone-tomorrow.html' title='HERE TODAY, GONE TOMORROW'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-114385295212222714</id><published>2006-03-31T19:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T20:32:19.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CELL PHONE WOES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/nokia-6620-f-3881540c117b7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/nokia-6620-f-3881540c117b7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cell phone is now on the blink, fritzing out on me whenever it chooses. razzum frazzum... The 2 and 8 buttons no longer work. So if your number has a 2 or an 8 in it, sorry, you won't be getting a call from me. As it is now, when I send someone a text message, it comes out something like&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "How's i0 going? W0nn0 go 0o 0he mo0ies l00er?" &lt;/span&gt;As you can see, I replace the letters I can't use with a 0. Necessity is the mother of invention, friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-114385295212222714?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/114385295212222714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=114385295212222714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/114385295212222714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/114385295212222714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2006/03/cell-phone-woes.html' title='CELL PHONE WOES'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-114230437588101568</id><published>2006-03-13T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T21:46:15.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I HEARD YOU HAD THE FEVER FOR THE FLAVOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/prev128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/prev128.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A truly sad moment in television history took place last night, when VH1’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flavor of Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ended its run. &lt;/span&gt;The show stars &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flavor Flav&lt;/span&gt; and features a bevy of females  competing Bachelor-style ior his affections. The question is, why? What does Flavor Flav possibly have that can make him attractive to anyone? Is it the screechy, annoying voice? Is it the gold in his teeth? Is it the giant clocks he wears around his neck? Even when he was in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Public Enemy&lt;/span&gt;, he was by far the least coolest member. Even the guys who stood around doing nothing but looking mean were cooler. So what is it that drew these women to appear on this show? Yeah yeah, I know, it’s the gold in the teeth. It’s what draws women to  me too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-114230437588101568?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/114230437588101568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=114230437588101568' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/114230437588101568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/114230437588101568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-heard-you-had-fever-for-flavor.html' title='I HEARD YOU HAD THE FEVER FOR THE FLAVOR'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-114212527068805825</id><published>2006-03-11T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T20:01:10.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I’M ALIVE! ALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE!</title><content type='html'>Some of  you may have noticed I haven’t blogged in awhile. Some of you may have not noticed. Most of you were probably glad you didn’t have to be subjected to my lame jokes. But after being sick for a few weeks, I found out I had an infection when my leg swelled to epic proportions. It had to be cut open and drained—of a liter of pus! So I spent 3 weeks in the hospital. Thusly, I was cut off from society as we know it. I felt like I was making a prison break when I finally got out of the joint. So now I have to rejoin the real world and become an upstanding member of society. Or maybe just resort to my former life of evil, criminal genius. Yeah, probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just for an added bonus for you, the reader, check out my my wound y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/wound%203.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/wound%203.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-114212527068805825?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/114212527068805825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=114212527068805825' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/114212527068805825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/114212527068805825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-alive-aliiiiiiiiiiiiiiive.html' title='I’M ALIVE! ALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE!'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-113807875108025756</id><published>2006-01-23T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T23:59:11.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TALES OF THE WEIRD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today I read a newspaper article about people putting weird items up for auction on eBay under the category “&lt;a href="http://everythingelse.listings.ebay.com/Weird-Stuff_Totally-Bizarre_W0QQfclZ3QQsacatZ1469QQsocmdZListingItemList"&gt;Weird Stuff&lt;/a&gt;.” &lt;/span&gt;Stuff like an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;empty Diet Pepsi can&lt;/span&gt; or a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;paper clip&lt;/span&gt; and other useless items. The truly weird thing is that people will actually shell out money for this junk. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heck, if I’d known that, I would’ve put up my breaded chicken fillet in the shape of the state of Maine&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/Image%28076%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/Image%28076%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I ate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-113807875108025756?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/113807875108025756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=113807875108025756' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113807875108025756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113807875108025756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2006/01/tales-of-weird.html' title='TALES OF THE WEIRD'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-113738736099597272</id><published>2006-01-15T23:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T23:59:39.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SEPARATED AT BIRTH?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/josh_lucas.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/200/josh_lucas.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/matthew_mcconaughey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/200/matthew_mcconaughey.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Glory Road&lt;/span&gt;, starring &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Josh Lucas&lt;/span&gt;, opened #1 at the box office this weekend.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Is it just me, or does Josh Lucas&lt;br /&gt;look like some kind of a jobber Matthew McConaughey?&lt;/span&gt; Look at ‘em!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Film executive 1: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Let’s get McConaughey for this one!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Film executive 2: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Sir, with the budget we have for this picture, we simply cannot afford him.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Film executive 1: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"In that case, get me Josh Lucas!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-113738736099597272?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/113738736099597272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=113738736099597272' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113738736099597272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113738736099597272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2006/01/separated-at-birth.html' title='SEPARATED AT BIRTH?'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-113660955946411808</id><published>2006-01-06T23:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T23:52:39.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TOU EDISNI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/2240m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/2240m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why, when I do laundry and pull the clothes out of the dryer, are most of them are inside out? &lt;/span&gt;I mean, seriously, after doing laundry yesterday, I would guesstimate that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;80% of the clothes&lt;/span&gt; that were in there were turned inside out. Now, by no means is it difficult to turn them right side in, it just irks me. There must be some trick to preventing this, but I don’t know it. Guess I’ll have to give Martha Stewart a ring and, and say, “What’s the trick, sis?”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-113660955946411808?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/113660955946411808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=113660955946411808' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113660955946411808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113660955946411808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2006/01/tou-edisni.html' title='TOU EDISNI'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-113614264821421779</id><published>2006-01-01T14:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T14:16:48.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THE LEAP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/300px-Wall_clock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/300px-Wall_clock.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, I tell ya, I’ve been feeling so rushed and harried lately, that I’m really glad the world has &lt;a href="http://www.suntimes.com/output/news/cst-nws-sec01.html"&gt;gained an extra second&lt;/a&gt;. Now I feel like I have plenty of time to do anything I want. The pressure is finally off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-113614264821421779?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/113614264821421779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=113614264821421779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113614264821421779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113614264821421779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2006/01/leap.html' title='THE LEAP'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-113607338659436914</id><published>2005-12-31T18:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T23:54:34.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NO YEAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/Happy-New-Year-%20small.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/Happy-New-Year-%20small.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have a Happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt; ...because I won't be. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"But Matt." &lt;/span&gt;you say, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You live in a city, you must have some fun First Night activities tonight!"&lt;/span&gt; Nay my friends, nay. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Portland, Maine has decided the past two years to have a "Family Day," &lt;/span&gt;with family-friendly events throughout New Year's Eve day. There are problems with this: a) I don't have kids, b) I am not a kid, and c) YOU DON'T CELEBRATE NEW YEAR'S EVE DURING THE DAY!!!!! Whose bright idea is this?? Everything's over by 5 PM! What a way to ring in the new year...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-113607338659436914?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/113607338659436914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=113607338659436914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113607338659436914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113607338659436914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-no-year.html' title='HAPPY NO YEAR'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-113605820802929831</id><published>2005-12-31T14:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T14:43:28.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FEDERLAME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.kevinfederline.com/home.php"&gt;KevinFederline.com&lt;/a&gt; is the funniest thing I've ever seen yo. I can't wait til his record drops in 2006 yo. It's gonna be da bomb yo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-113605820802929831?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/113605820802929831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=113605820802929831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113605820802929831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113605820802929831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/12/federlame.html' title='FEDERLAME'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-113591494721412703</id><published>2005-12-29T22:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T22:55:47.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>QUEEN FOR A DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/queenlatifah_beautyshop_240_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/queenlatifah_beautyshop_240_001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh Queen Latifah, what has become of thee? &lt;/span&gt;You started out as a rapper, moved swiftly into television show &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Living Single&lt;/span&gt;, then made your way into the all-star cast of the film version of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chicago&lt;/span&gt;! But your follow-up movie was the terrible &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taxi&lt;/span&gt;, followed by the bogus &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beauty Shop&lt;/span&gt;, and now your next movie, the sure-to-be-limp &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last Holiday&lt;/span&gt;, comes. But you didn't allow yourself to wallow in mediocrity, oh no, you actually took a step &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;further&lt;/span&gt; down into the basest form of mediocrity and started to do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;voice-over work for Pizza Hut&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wal-Mart commercials&lt;/span&gt;. So Latifah, what's the next step for you? Carnival shows? Furniture store flyers?? Flea Market appearances???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-113591494721412703?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/113591494721412703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=113591494721412703' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113591494721412703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113591494721412703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/12/queen-for-day.html' title='QUEEN FOR A DAY'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-113539428002259062</id><published>2005-12-23T22:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T22:20:53.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>POLITICAL CORRECTMAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/christmas.tree-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/200/christmas.tree-thumb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas everyone! errr...I mean, Season's Greetings! ummm...I mean, Happy Holidays! oops. Oh, whatever I say, someone is bound to be upset...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-113539428002259062?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/113539428002259062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=113539428002259062' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113539428002259062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113539428002259062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/12/political-correctmas.html' title='POLITICAL CORRECTMAS'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-113493383312390425</id><published>2005-12-18T14:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T14:23:53.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>VIA SATELLITE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/B000ALWWMI.01-A23NLORBGXOLEO._SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/B000ALWWMI.01-A23NLORBGXOLEO._SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There’s been a lot of hubbub recently about &lt;a href="http://theedge.bostonherald.com/tvNews/view.bg?articleid=117433"&gt;Howard Stern leaving FM radio&lt;/a&gt; for Sirius satellite radio. I don’t understand this satellite radio fad. &lt;/span&gt;You have to PAY for a satellite compatible device in order to listen to it, then you have to PAY a monthly subsciption fee on top of that. What is with that?? I’m from the OLD SCHOOL, where you bought a radio, flipped up the antenna, and listened to one of many different stations all to your heart’s content. FOR FREE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-113493383312390425?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/113493383312390425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=113493383312390425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113493383312390425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113493383312390425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/12/via-satellite.html' title='VIA SATELLITE'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-113453103076152743</id><published>2005-12-13T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T22:30:30.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOWN AWAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/B00005363E.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/B00005363E.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So yesterday I bought a box of Kleenex brand tissues &lt;/span&gt;(a big box of 180 cause my nose always runs. 3-ply, natch). It cost $2.79, which I think was pretty darn expensive. Especially when you consider their main function is to HAVE A NOSE BLOWN INTO THEM!!!!! Alas, now I’ve blown my hard-earned money--ha ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-113453103076152743?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/113453103076152743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=113453103076152743' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113453103076152743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113453103076152743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/12/blown-away.html' title='BLOWN AWAY'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-113433118234016418</id><published>2005-12-11T14:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T15:41:57.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PHONES AND PHONIES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/051130_pink%20razr_vmed_11a.widec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/051130_pink%20razr_vmed_11a.widec.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For ths Christmas season,  Motorola is now offering its RAZR phone in a pink color&lt;/span&gt; (it’s officially named the “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RAZR Magenta&lt;/span&gt;,” but I calls ‘em like I sees ‘em, and I sees pink). So yes friends,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; now you too can be as hip and trendy as Paris Hilton!&lt;/span&gt; Way to &lt;a href="http://www.chicagoredstreak.com/features/mid-news-midrazr23.html"&gt;market those phones&lt;/a&gt; Motorola! By placing early versions of this phone into the hands of a fine, upstanding, classy celebrity like Ms. Hilton, you have modeled for us how truly cool we can be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-113433118234016418?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/113433118234016418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=113433118234016418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113433118234016418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113433118234016418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/12/phones-and-phonies.html' title='PHONES AND PHONIES'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-113401056933579676</id><published>2005-12-07T21:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T21:56:09.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FLOP SCOTCH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/contour_prods.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/contour_prods.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This holiday season, Scotch has come out with a new product called the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.3m.com/brands/scotch/homeoff_contour.jhtml"&gt;Contour Dispenser&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; It dispenses tape in a sleek, elegant shape. Pretty nice. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;However, there’s one problem with this product as far as I can see: You buy Scotch tape for the TAPE and not the DISPENSER.&lt;/span&gt; Dang it, I don’t care what the dispenser looks like as long as the tape sticks! What do they expect you to do, display the dispenser on your mantle?? “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is little Brenda’s 4-H trophy…this is Bill’s bowling trophy…and this is my Scotch tape contour dispenser!&lt;/span&gt;” So unless you plan on admiring your dispenser all by yourself while wrapping your Christmas presents, you probably don’t need this, or its (likely) extra cost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-113401056933579676?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/113401056933579676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=113401056933579676' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113401056933579676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113401056933579676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/12/flop-scotch.html' title='FLOP SCOTCH'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-113363680749128933</id><published>2005-12-03T13:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T14:46:19.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BABY OVERBOARD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/jgarner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/jgarner.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll be. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jennifer Garner finally &lt;a href="http://people.aol.com/people/articles/0,19736,1136988,00.html"&gt;had her baby&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;And only one day after my &lt;a href="http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/11/baby-on-boardand-boardand-board.html"&gt;last post&lt;/a&gt; saying she had been pregnant forever too. The only explanation can be that she read this blog and thought, "You know, he's right, it has been a long time. I've got to induce labor--now!" Yes, that's probably it. No, no. No need to thank me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-113363680749128933?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/113363680749128933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=113363680749128933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113363680749128933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113363680749128933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/12/baby-overboard.html' title='BABY OVERBOARD'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-113331222920944296</id><published>2005-11-29T19:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T19:37:29.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BABY ON BOARD...AND BOARD...AND BOARD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/jgarnertummy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/200/jgarnertummy2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is it just me, or has Jennifer Garner been pregnant FOREVER.&lt;/span&gt; Have the kid already! In other &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alias&lt;/span&gt; thoughts, I don't know about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rachel Nichols&lt;/span&gt;, the girl that was (supposed) to replace Garner before the show was canceled (grrr). She ain't no J. Garner, that's for sure. Guess I don't have to worry about it anymore though... *sniffle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/rachel-nichols.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/200/rachel-nichols.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an interesting fact:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I am three degrees of separation from knowing Rachel Nichols.&lt;/span&gt; Uh huh. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Her&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Her father --&gt; (who knows) My dad --&gt; Me.&lt;/span&gt; Plus, she went to the &lt;a href="http://www.cony-hs.augusta.k12.me.us/academ/schools/conyhs/const.htm"&gt;high school&lt;/a&gt; in the city next to mine. Yeah, that's right, I'm cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-113331222920944296?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/113331222920944296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=113331222920944296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113331222920944296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113331222920944296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/11/baby-on-boardand-boardand-board.html' title='BABY ON BOARD...AND BOARD...AND BOARD'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-113293148999360009</id><published>2005-11-25T10:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T23:32:57.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SPLIT OF THE CENTURY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/050714_simpson_lachey_vmed_6p.widec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/200/050714_simpson_lachey_vmed_6p.widec.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nick Lachey and Jessica Simpson have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://news.bostonherald.com/national/view.bg?articleid=114003"&gt;split up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; If those two kids can’t make it in this crazy  world, what chance do the rest of us have!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-113293148999360009?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/113293148999360009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=113293148999360009' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113293148999360009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113293148999360009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/11/split-of-century.html' title='SPLIT OF THE CENTURY!'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-113289081454957577</id><published>2005-11-24T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T23:35:12.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THE MOST TRAGIC-EST OF ALL EVENTS. IN THE HISTORY OF THE WORLD. IN THE HISTORY OF TIME. IN THE HISTORY BEFORE TIME. EVER.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/Fond%20Alias%209.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/Fond%20Alias%209.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/alias/index.html"&gt;Alias&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, formerly known as the best show ever, currently known as the show showing improvement after last year's mediocrity, has been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://imdb.com/news/sb/2005-11-24/#tv4"&gt;canceled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!!! &lt;/span&gt;This is a tragedy of the utmost proportions. Getting canceled is the low blow of network television. You can't even wrap up story threads,or character situatuions, it just ENDS. *siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I have since found out that Alias will &lt;a href="http://tv.yahoo.com/news/ap/20051124/113288826001.html"&gt;continue to run&lt;/a&gt; through May, culminating in a big, blow out finale. Relief...for now.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-113289081454957577?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/113289081454957577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=113289081454957577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113289081454957577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113289081454957577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/11/most-tragic-est-of-all-events-in.html' title='THE MOST TRAGIC-EST OF ALL EVENTS. IN THE HISTORY OF THE WORLD. IN THE HISTORY OF TIME. IN THE HISTORY BEFORE TIME. EVER.'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-113263572202254119</id><published>2005-11-21T23:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T00:09:03.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 x DUMB = 3 DUMBentional</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/p_arquette.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/200/p_arquette.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In one of the sadder events of recent times, Adam and I bought this week’s issue of TV Guide.&lt;/span&gt; But not to see what’s on TV--oh no, for that would be far cooler than what we did--but to get the pair of glasses to watch tonight’s 3D episode of “&lt;a href="http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/11/medium-show-extra-small-appeal.html"&gt;our favorite show we never watch&lt;/a&gt;,” &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Medium&lt;/span&gt;, thinking it might get us to actually watch it for once. And let me tell you, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that was some of the worst 3D I’ve seen this side of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0085750/?fr=c2l0ZT1kZnx0dD0xfGZiPXV8cG49MHxrdz0xfHE9amF3cyAzZHxmdD0xfG14PTIwfGxtPTUwMHxjbz0xfGh0bWw9MXxubT0x;fc=1;ft=21;fm=1"&gt;Jaws 3-D&lt;/a&gt;. The stuff they three dimensionalized was dumb, and nothing looked like it was in 3D anyway. So we still didn’t watch it. &lt;font&gt;At least the TV Guide was only 99 cents this week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But sorry NBC, in a small random sample study of two people, your cheesy gimmick failed to win over any new viewers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-113263572202254119?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/113263572202254119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=113263572202254119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113263572202254119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113263572202254119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/11/3-x-dumb-3-dumbentional.html' title='3 x DUMB = 3 DUMBentional'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-113246687572070903</id><published>2005-11-20T01:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T01:07:55.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WARNING!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/warninglabel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/warninglabel.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-113246687572070903?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/113246687572070903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=113246687572070903' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113246687572070903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113246687572070903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/11/warning.html' title='WARNING!'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-113228727140575463</id><published>2005-11-17T23:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T23:14:31.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ER anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/050305_JohnStamos_vl.vlarge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/050305_JohnStamos_vl.vlarge.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who thinks ER has been on far past its prime?&lt;/span&gt; Hands? Yeah, me too. My brother and I have a saying: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“anybody can be on ER.”&lt;/span&gt; Never more true than on this season. Tonight they have guest stars &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John Stamos&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Serena Williams&lt;/span&gt;. Not to mention guest stars on every episode this season, such as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kristen Johnson&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John Leguizamo&lt;/span&gt;. Add in special guest stars this season alone, like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sara Gilbert&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Danny Glover&lt;/span&gt;. Add in guest stars in the previous couple of seasons, like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bob Newhart&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ray Liotta,&lt;/span&gt; and there you have it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everyone who’s anyone is on ER.&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/3877925-113228727140575463?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/113228727140575463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=113228727140575463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113228727140575463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113228727140575463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/11/er-anyone.html' title='ER anyone?'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-113203030499846957</id><published>2005-11-14T23:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T23:54:08.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MEDIUM SHOW, EXTRA SMALL APPEAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/200532_156784_1_012.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/400/200532_156784_1_012.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My brother and I always “watch” &lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/Medium/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Medium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;on Mondays, calling it “our favorite show we never watch.” &lt;/span&gt;We’ve tried to pay attention to it, really we have, but we can’t get into it. Obviously, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; must watch it since those same people &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;voted Patricia Arquette to win the best dramatic actress Emmy for this role&lt;/span&gt;. The plot seemingly revolves around Patricia having a vision, waking up in bed with her husband, and eating. That’s all I ever see anyway. Sounds like a sure-fire winner to me! Don’t ya see why we watch it now??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But daaaaaaaamn! What up wit’ dem sickly lookin’ bangs girl??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-113203030499846957?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/113203030499846957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=113203030499846957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113203030499846957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113203030499846957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/11/medium-show-extra-small-appeal.html' title='MEDIUM SHOW, EXTRA SMALL APPEAL'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-113168089130818342</id><published>2005-11-10T22:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T23:34:25.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HIS WORD IS BOND</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/pierce.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/200/pierce.3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/daniel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/daniel.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I haven’t talked about is Daniel Craig, aka the new James Bond.&lt;/span&gt; I got my first look-see at this fellow as I watched the movie &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0375912/?fr=c2l0ZT1kZnx0dD0xfGZiPXV8cG49MHxrdz0xfHE9bGF5ZXIgY2tlfGZ0PTF8bXg9MjB8bG09NTAwfGNvPTF8aHRtbD0xfG5tPTE_;fc=1;ft=20;fm=1"&gt;Layer Cake&lt;/a&gt;, and…I don’t know. Besides the obvious un-like Bond qualities like his blonde hair and blue eyes, look at him, his face is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;old&lt;/span&gt;. Even though he’s 15 years younger than &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pierce Brosnan&lt;/span&gt;, he looks about 15 years &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;older&lt;/span&gt;. I don’t know, I’m just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sayin’&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I’m willing to give him a chance. &lt;/span&gt;Just please please please be better than &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Timothy Dalton&lt;/span&gt;, aka jobber Bond. Do that simple thing for me Daniel, that's all I ask! For all that is good and holy man! Think of the children!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-113168089130818342?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/113168089130818342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=113168089130818342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113168089130818342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113168089130818342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/11/his-word-is-bond.html' title='HIS WORD IS BOND'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-113141840985342978</id><published>2005-11-07T21:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T23:05:25.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>IT’S ALL…FUN? (AND GAMES)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/B0007Q1IV2.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/200/B0007Q1IV2.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So Hasbro has intoduced a new &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B0007Q1IV2/qid=1131415783/sr=8-1/ref=pd_bbs_1/103-0278871-3160627?v=glance&amp;s=toys&amp;amp;n=507846"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: ithttp://www.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gifalic;"&gt;Candy Land&lt;/span&gt; DVD&lt;/a&gt; game for the Christmas season. You play the game on a mat by following what the TV screen instructs you to do. But it sounds like a scheme from Hasbro to make more money to me. That's cause I’m from the old school, where we played BOARD games on a BOARD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/B00000IWHI.01-A3LTAW8FHJ63G2._SCLZZZZZZZ_.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/200/B00000IWHI.01-A3LTAW8FHJ63G2._SCLZZZZZZZ_.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font&gt;Milton Bradley also has a new game out called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B00000IWHI/qid=1131415881/sr=2-1/ref=pd_bbs_b_2_1/103-0278871-3160627"&gt;Guesstures&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/font&gt; In this game you make gestures in order to make someone guess what you mean before a timer runs out, based on what a "mimer timer" tells you. But again, I’m from the OLD SCHOOL, where we did the same thing called CHARADES, with our OWN bodies and OWN minds, and didn’t have to SPEND $25.99 on a game to do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-113141840985342978?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/113141840985342978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=113141840985342978' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113141840985342978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113141840985342978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-allfun-and-games.html' title='IT’S ALL…FUN? (AND GAMES)'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-113114614929011816</id><published>2005-11-04T18:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T18:15:49.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NOW STARRING...FOUR BITS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/50cent_200x250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/50cent_200x250.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Be sure to run right out and see &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Get Rich or Die Tryin' &lt;/span&gt;with the starring debut of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;50 Cent&lt;/span&gt;! That's right kids, in it, 50's performance is sure to rival &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DMX&lt;/span&gt;'s in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never Die Alone &lt;/span&gt;as some of the finest film acting to ever see the light of a movie screen.  Watch out box office--this one's gonna pull in some serious coin!! No joke!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-113114614929011816?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/113114614929011816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=113114614929011816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113114614929011816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113114614929011816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/11/now-starringfour-bits.html' title='NOW STARRING...FOUR BITS!'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-113064213768410999</id><published>2005-10-29T23:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T00:46:23.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'>27 GOING ON 100</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/old.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/old.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was my birthday yesterday. I’m 27 now. I feel old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how old am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I remember the Betamax VCR&lt;br /&gt;-I was born before the decade of the 1980s&lt;br /&gt;-I call LeBron James “kid” even though he’s an NBA superstar and makes a gazillion dollars&lt;br /&gt;-I used to listen to very hard, abrasive music. Now I like the same music my dad likes&lt;br /&gt;-I’m older than Rudy Huxtable&lt;br /&gt;-I was alive when John Paul II be&lt;i&gt;came&lt;/i&gt; Pope&lt;br /&gt;-I’ve been through 5 presidents, 3 with two terms&lt;br /&gt;-I was alive when Eliott Gould was one of the biggest box office stars of his day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proof enough for you??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-113064213768410999?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/113064213768410999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=113064213768410999' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113064213768410999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113064213768410999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/10/27-going-on-100.html' title='27 GOING ON 100'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-113008843627459707</id><published>2005-10-23T13:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T13:30:53.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>STEP UP TO THE PLATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/plate1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/400/plate.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Dis iz da dopest thing I e'er seen.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-113008843627459707?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/113008843627459707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=113008843627459707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113008843627459707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/113008843627459707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/10/step-up-to-plate.html' title='STEP UP TO THE PLATE'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-112995196325514381</id><published>2005-10-21T23:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T23:32:43.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TO SAVE OR NOT TO SAVE. THAT IS THE QUESTION</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/cavemen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/cavemen.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;A lot of the time, I like watching commercials more than the actual television shows. &lt;/b&gt;They’re often funny, and they amuse me, unlike the rest of the schlock programming that's on. &lt;b&gt;Some of my personal favorites are Geico commercials. &lt;/b&gt;They are always consistently funny. The &lt;b&gt;cavemen&lt;/b&gt; ones are the best things ever. Gotta give props to &lt;b&gt;Speed Racer &lt;/b&gt;too. They’re gold man! Gold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;b&gt;I was even suckered in by the &lt;i&gt;Geico&lt;/i&gt; ads.&lt;/b&gt; In the hopes of lowering my already exhorbitant car insurance, I decided to get a rate quote from them. This is what I found out: Lies! All liiiiies!!! &lt;b&gt;The rate turned out to be $144 HIGHER than what I already pay!&lt;/b&gt; So, my friends, I have proven that it is simply NOT TRUE that you can save a bunch of money on your car insurance by switching to Geico.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-112995196325514381?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/112995196325514381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=112995196325514381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112995196325514381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112995196325514381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/10/to-save-or-not-to-save-that-is.html' title='TO SAVE OR NOT TO SAVE. THAT IS THE QUESTION'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-112940142098640521</id><published>2005-10-15T14:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T18:37:06.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MILESTONE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WELCOME TO MY 500th BLOG POST!!! &lt;/span&gt;Yep, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Inconsequential Insanities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the little blog that could, has been going strong for 3 years, bringing delight to all. I don't know what devoting all this time to this blog says about me, but I can live with it. I tried to think of a super duper, bang-up, blow-out post to commemorate this momentous occasion, but of course, I couldn't. So here are some &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Inconsequential Insanities&lt;/span&gt; stats...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Date of first post: October 22, 2002&lt;br /&gt;-Average visitors per day: 3 (c'mon people!)&lt;br /&gt;-Highest one day visitor total: 27&lt;br /&gt;-Total number of votes on Bloghop: 116&lt;br /&gt;-Number of "Love it!" votes on Bloghop: 36&lt;br /&gt;-Number of "Hate it" votes on Bloghop: 16&lt;br /&gt;-Number of times I hated on Jennifer Lopez: 6&lt;br /&gt;-Number of times I hated on Martha Stewart: 5&lt;br /&gt;-Number of times I hated on Everybody Loves Raymond: 4&lt;br /&gt;-Number of times I hated on Puff/Puffy/P./Daddy/Diddy/Duddy: 4&lt;br /&gt;-Number of people who came to bodily harm during the making of this blog: 3...and a half&lt;br /&gt;-Number of times Foghorn Leghorn has been mentioned: 1&lt;br /&gt;-Amount of money made by me for this blog: $0&lt;br /&gt;-Anount of fun I had doing it: priceless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To 500 more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Matt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-112940142098640521?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/112940142098640521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=112940142098640521' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112940142098640521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112940142098640521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/10/milestone.html' title='MILESTONE!'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-112830856367456507</id><published>2005-10-02T22:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T23:02:43.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'>THE PAY OFF? HARDLY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/martha.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/martha.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Martha Stewart, queen of perfect and one of my many archnemesises, now has a failure on her hands. &lt;/span&gt;Actually, two of them, as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;both her daytime television show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Martha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, and her primetime show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Apprentice: Martha Stewart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, are &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/usatoday/20050930/en_usatoday/marthastvreturnisntgettingthejobdone"&gt;tanking in the ratings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Actually, add another flag to her failure cap, as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;her version of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Apprentice&lt;/span&gt; is also said to be diluting &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Apprentice&lt;/span&gt; brand, and dragging down Trump's version with it. &lt;/span&gt;And all this after the heralding of her triumpant return after doing time for her nefarious activities. For shame Martha, for shame. It just goes to show you kids, crime doesn't pay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-112830856367456507?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/112830856367456507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=112830856367456507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112830856367456507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112830856367456507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/10/pay-off-hardly.html' title='THE PAY OFF? HARDLY'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-112813839896548815</id><published>2005-09-30T22:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T23:52:26.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ROUND AND ROUND! WHAT COMES AROUND GOES AROUND.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/xbox2-41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/xbox2-41.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why is every new product coming out these days going the way of the circle? By that I mean, all these products lately are getting names that incorporate "&lt;/span&gt;360"&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; into their names You've got &lt;a href="http://360.yahoo.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yahoo 360&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.xbox.com/"&gt;XBox 360&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://proxy.espn.go.com/broadband/ebb2/flashSite/360.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ESPN 360&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. This doesn't make much sense. To me, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;360 seems not revolutionary but exactly the opposite&lt;/span&gt;. 360 brings to mind 360 degrees. 360 degreess constitutes a circle. A circle goes around in, well, a circle. To me, that says, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We're taking this product so far ahead of everything else! ...and then bringing it back to the same old thing&lt;/span&gt;." These names are not a good marketing technique in my opine. So the new revolution is the same old revolution folks. Welcome to 2005! (minus 10)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-112813839896548815?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/112813839896548815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=112813839896548815' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112813839896548815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112813839896548815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/09/round-and-round-what-comes-around-goes.html' title='ROUND AND ROUND! WHAT COMES AROUND GOES AROUND.'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-112735085645702450</id><published>2005-09-21T20:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T21:00:56.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BOY BANDERS AND ROCK STARS. THE SAME, BUT NOT EVEN CLOSE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/inxsjd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/inxsjd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;JD??? JD??????????? What the flippity flip! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you don't know what I'm talking about, you're much cooler than me, but on Rock Star: INXS, JD was named the lead singer of the band.&lt;/span&gt; My boy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mig &lt;/span&gt;got the shaft. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JD looks like he belongs in a boy band, not a rock band.&lt;/span&gt; But considering the established band members have to be around the half century mark, maybe they were trying to target a younger market. But dudes, honestly, it ain't gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JD did do one cool thing though: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;During the performance of his original song "Pretty Vegas," he shouted lyrics through a megaphone. &lt;/span&gt;Yup, can't get much cooler than that. Tomorrow I'm gonna go to the nearest elementary school, steal me a megaphone off a playground monitor, and sing through it. Look for my album in early '06.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-112735085645702450?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/112735085645702450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=112735085645702450' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112735085645702450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112735085645702450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/09/boy-banders-and-rock-stars-same-but.html' title='BOY BANDERS AND ROCK STARS. THE SAME, BUT NOT EVEN CLOSE'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-112683514978560160</id><published>2005-09-15T21:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T13:34:29.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TWO SIDES OF THE SAME COIN?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/Web_MarthaStewart3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/Web_MarthaStewart3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/diddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/diddy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;To exceed his already immense lameness, Diddy made a television guest appearance today--on Martha Stewart's new daytime show &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Martha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Highlights included Diddy watering plants and making dumplings, and Martha pseudo-rapping. This is about the truly stupidest thing ever. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;If Diddy is trying to keep any semblance of street cred, this is not the way to do it.&lt;/span&gt; Martha is more hardcore than Diddy for cry Pete! She's an ex-con. Diddy just makes clothes and bad music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-112683514978560160?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/112683514978560160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=112683514978560160' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112683514978560160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112683514978560160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/09/two-sides-of-same-coin.html' title='TWO SIDES OF THE SAME COIN?'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-112666581152355666</id><published>2005-09-13T22:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T22:43:31.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ROCK STAR?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;That show &lt;i&gt;Rock Star: INXS&lt;/i&gt; isn’t bad, but it does have some problems.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; For one, even though the band and Dave Navarro are quasi judges, offering criticism to the singing contestants, NONE OF THEM ARE SINGERS&lt;/b&gt; (well, Navarro did put some solo albums of his own out, but does anyone remember them?). So I’m not exactly sure what qualifies them to give vocal criticism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Also, one of the young 20-something contestants on the show will win the grand prize: to become the lead singer of INXS.&lt;/b&gt; That’s great, but when you consider that the band members are probably all in their 50s and they haven’t been famous in TWENTY YEARS, it really doesn’t seem to be all that cool now, does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Dave Navarro is truly the nicest, coolest  rock star around. I'd like to hang out with him. But not with INXS' Kirk Pengilly, who's got the fruitest moustache ever. He considers himself a "rock star" with that thing?? (couldn't find a pic, but trust me folks)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-112666581152355666?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/112666581152355666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=112666581152355666' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112666581152355666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112666581152355666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/09/rock-star.html' title='ROCK STAR?'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-112647737779407011</id><published>2005-09-11T14:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T18:25:11.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT YOU WANT TO SEARCH FOR?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/msn-search-500x3001.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/msn-search-500x3001.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msn.com"&gt;MSN&lt;/a&gt; Suggested Searches today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;    * News: Wheat fungus&lt;br /&gt;    * Hippopotamus&lt;br /&gt;    * Breakfast cereal&lt;br /&gt;    * Ape habitats&lt;br /&gt;    * Pesticide tests&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who--why--? Seriously, who looks this kind of stuff up? Couldn't we have more exciting suggestions? Something the kids want to see?&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Cockfights, black tar heroin, running guns to Nicaragua?&lt;/span&gt; Something interesting in other words. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;C'mon Microsoft!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-112647737779407011?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/112647737779407011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=112647737779407011' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112647737779407011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112647737779407011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/09/what-you-want-to-search-for.html' title='WHAT YOU WANT TO SEARCH FOR?'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-112639230903032389</id><published>2005-09-10T18:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T14:03:49.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DUDDY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/_40016412_p_diddy_pa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/_40016412_p_diddy_pa.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a little old, but I was reminded by &lt;a href="http://www.idontlikeyouinthatway.com"&gt;I Don't Like You In That Way&lt;/a&gt; via &lt;a href="http://www.idontlikeyouinthatway.com/2005/09/everyone-hates-diddy.html"&gt;this piece&lt;/a&gt;, about Puffy--I mean, Puff Daddy--errr, P. Diddy--damn it! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diddy&lt;/span&gt;! STOP CHANGING YOUR NAME YOU NAME FETISHEST!--&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;hosting the MTV Video Music Awards and how it plummeted 22% in the ratings from last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't surprise me. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I tuned in to maybe 5 minutes of the Awards, and that was far more than I could take. &lt;/span&gt;It was so hip hop-ified it made me cringe. Diddy thinks he's sooooo cool in his haute couture, doesn't he? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;He announced that the theme for the show was "anything can happen." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Then he unveiled a surprise guest--MC Hammer.&lt;/span&gt; Wow! No way! Hammer in da house?! Holy flippity flip! This is so cool! ...if it was 1990...when I was 12. Puh-lease. With all these hip stylings in full effect, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Green Day&lt;/span&gt; were probably sitting there thinking, “What. The hell. Have we gotten ourselves into."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year, they should bring in someone that actually knows how to host. And &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;if you make promises that “anything can happen,” please, MAKE IT HAPPEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-112639230903032389?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/112639230903032389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=112639230903032389' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112639230903032389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112639230903032389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/09/duddy.html' title='DUDDY'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-112629569376184766</id><published>2005-09-09T15:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T15:54:53.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLD ON</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/shadows-light.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/shadows-light.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Today I woke up with Wilson-Phillips' "Hold On" in my head.&lt;/span&gt; And this isn't the &lt;a href="http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/02/headcase-dont-you-hate-when-wilson.html"&gt;first time it's happened&lt;/a&gt; either. Didn't I get my lifetime fill of that song in the 80s??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm on the subject of Wilson-Phillips, what's the deal with Wendy Wilson? &lt;/span&gt;We all &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;know her sister Carnie&lt;/span&gt; (stomach stapling surgery, shares her name with a carnival worker) and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chynna Phillips &lt;/span&gt;(married the &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000287/"&gt;3rd least jobber Baldwin brother&lt;/a&gt;), but what about Wendy? What's she doing? I guess she wants to remian out of the public eye. Though it's not as if she had a choice since Wilson-Phillips disbanded some 15 years ago.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Conveniently, the next two songs to get into my head were "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hold On to the Night&lt;/span&gt;" by &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Richard Marx&lt;/span&gt;, and "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hold On Loosely&lt;/span&gt;" by.38 Special. Coincedence? Nay, my friends. Nay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-112629569376184766?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/112629569376184766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=112629569376184766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112629569376184766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112629569376184766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/09/hold-on.html' title='HOLD ON'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-112563778228247151</id><published>2005-09-01T23:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T01:11:34.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'>UNIMPRESSIVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/modestmouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/modestmouse.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;In one of the funniest news stories this week, the new film Undiscovered starring Ashleeeeeee Simpson, made just $670,000. In its OPENING WEEKEND.&lt;/b&gt; That is pretty hideous. Even &lt;b&gt;The Cave&lt;/b&gt; beat it for cry Pete! By like SIX times! Maybe this will prove that Ashl(e squared) should herself have been left &lt;i&gt;undiscovered.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-112563778228247151?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/112563778228247151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=112563778228247151' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112563778228247151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112563778228247151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/09/unimpressive.html' title='UNIMPRESSIVE'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-112450651037488030</id><published>2005-08-19T22:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T10:45:36.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A VALIANT EFFORT</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#FFFFFF&gt;Will anybody ever learn??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/wallpaperb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/200/wallpaperb.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Valiant&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, the new computer animated film from Disney, &lt;b&gt;opens this weekend.&lt;/b&gt; But here’s Matty’s golden rule:&lt;b&gt; JUST BECAUSE A MOVIE IS COMPUTER ANIMATED DOESN’T MEAN IT WILL BE GOOD.&lt;/b&gt; Remember when there used to be these things they had called “stories”? Those crazy little things actually used to work, even&lt;b&gt; helping&lt;i&gt; Beauty and the Beast&lt;/i&gt; garner an Academy Award nomination.&lt;/b&gt; So it’s pretty sad that the &lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/story/arts/national/2005/07/27/Arts/disneyanimation050727.html"&gt;Walt Disney Co. just closed their last hand-drawn animation studio&lt;/a&gt;. They need to open a writing studio that can bring up these strange things from the past they called “ideas”, and other oddities like “characters.” You know, it’s so gosh darn crazy, it just might work!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-112450651037488030?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/112450651037488030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=112450651037488030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112450651037488030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112450651037488030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/08/valiant-effort.html' title='A VALIANT EFFORT'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-112384233025375568</id><published>2005-08-12T06:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T06:26:20.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A TAD BIT OF UPDATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT COLOR=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yup, I updated the template, and i must say, it looks wicked better.&lt;/b&gt; I was still using &lt;b&gt;the old school Blogger template&lt;/b&gt; cause I'm old school like dat yo. But now I'm one of the &lt;a href="http://music.yahoo.com/ar-254570---Leaders-Of-The-New-School"&gt;Leaders of the New School&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/leadersofth_futurewit_101b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/leadersofth_futurewit_101b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-112384233025375568?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/112384233025375568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=112384233025375568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112384233025375568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112384233025375568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/08/tad-bit-of-update.html' title='A TAD BIT OF UPDATE'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-112377197742407889</id><published>2005-08-11T10:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T22:05:34.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#FFFFFF&gt;ROB SCHMUCKDER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/postereuropeangigolo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/postereuropeangigolo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0367652/combined"&gt;Deuce Bigalow: European Gigolo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; comes out. &lt;/span&gt;Was the first one really that good that we need this one? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The ONE and ONLY reason Rob Schneider HAS a career is because his buddy Adam Sandler produces his movies.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0255798/combined"&gt;The Animal&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0302640/combined"&gt;The Hot Chick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, et al. Plus, he cameos in all of Sandler's movies. And gee, &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001705/"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt; out of Schneider's 4 movies that are classified as being "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;In Production&lt;/span&gt;" are being produced by--who else?--Adam Sandler (himself talentless). Enough is enough. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rob Schneider's fame should've ended in the mid-90s when his SNL stint ended, where his best character on that show was The Copy Guy.&lt;/span&gt; The Copy Guy! Which wasn't even funny to begin with! What in the Crizzlemas is that??? How he parlayed that into a movie career the world will never know.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-112377197742407889?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/112377197742407889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=112377197742407889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112377197742407889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112377197742407889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/08/rob-schmuckder-on-friday-deuce-bigalow.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-112347199953801219</id><published>2005-08-07T23:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T10:55:55.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#ffffff&gt;CELEBRITY FREAK CLUB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/28.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I used to think Gary Busey was a crazy, messed up, insane psychopath. &lt;/b&gt;And while I still do think that, I think he’s actually the least messed up of all the “celebrities” on &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vh1.com/shows/dyn/celebrity_fit_club_2/series.jhtml"&gt;Celebrity Fit Club 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. In fact, in comparison to Jani Lane or Willie Aames, what with their emotional issues and anger management issues, respectively, the dude seems downright normal. I hope these people don’t expect this show to revive their dead careers, cause it won’t. Ever. EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And seriously, is Willie Aames with his shirt off not the grossest thing in the world??&lt;/b&gt; I tried to find a picture of his fat, tattoo riddled body, but one didn’t turn up. Trust me, this is probably for the best. But in my quest to find said picture, I turned up something even more sad:&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/TelevisionCity/9629/willie.html"&gt; The Willie Aames Worship Page&lt;/a&gt;. Are you kidding me??? Who in their right mind would worship Willie Aames????? Are they big fans of his &lt;a href="http://www.vh1.com/movies/movie/157098/moviemain.jhtml"&gt;Bibleman&lt;/a&gt; movies??? Madness my friends. Madness.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-112347199953801219?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/112347199953801219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=112347199953801219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112347199953801219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112347199953801219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/08/celebrity-freak-club-i-used-to-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-112276492544034347</id><published>2005-07-30T19:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T19:13:08.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#FFFFFF&gt;IT'S GETTING BETTER ALL THE TIME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/betterthanezra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/betterthanezra.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I saw &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Better Than Ezra&lt;/span&gt; in a free concert the other night.&lt;/span&gt; Not bad. They rocked harder than expected them to. Would I pay to see Better Than Ezra? No. But it was free, and you can't beat that. So it was cool. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;But it sure would've been a lot cooler &lt;font color=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;h7&gt;IF IT WAS 1994.&lt;/h7&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I've always wanted to know, who is this Ezra? And why are they better than him? Hey pals--you ain't all that and a box of crackerjacks!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-112276492544034347?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/112276492544034347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=112276492544034347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112276492544034347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112276492544034347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/07/its-getting-better-all-time-so-i-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-112165316081461636</id><published>2005-07-17T22:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T22:28:55.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT COLOR=#FFFFFF&gt;JUST WHEN YOU THOUGHT IT WAS SAFE TO WATCH TV…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;...Pauly Shore shows up again in &lt;i&gt;Minding the Store&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; yay. I can’t tell you how excited I am. Seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Weasel&lt;/b&gt; was the &lt;s&gt;dumbest&lt;/s&gt; coolest thing guy ever. Seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/the-weasel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/the-weasel.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And&lt;/i&gt;, even better, he's in a movie too, &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0284674/?fr=c2l0ZT1kZnxteD0yMHxsbT01MDB8dHQ9MXxmYj11fHBuPTB8cT1wYXVseSBzaG9yZXxodG1sPTF8bm09MQ__;fc=2;ft=20;fm=1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pauly Shore Is Dead&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I don't think things could get any better. Seriously.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-112165316081461636?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/112165316081461636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=112165316081461636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112165316081461636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112165316081461636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/07/just-when-you-thought-it-was-safe-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-112120768364426246</id><published>2005-07-12T18:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T18:34:43.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/andrgny_top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/200/andrgny_top.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=#FFFFFF&gt;CULT OF ANDROGYNY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen a random person on the street and can't figure out if it's a man or a woman? &lt;/span&gt;Yeah, that happens to me all the time. Seriously.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-112120768364426246?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/112120768364426246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=112120768364426246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112120768364426246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112120768364426246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/07/cult-of-androgyny-have-you-ever-seen.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-112075238914630156</id><published>2005-07-07T12:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T12:07:21.130-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#FFFFFF&gt;INCONSEQUENTIAL RATIOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/verdinewhite.jpg.w300h247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/verdinewhite.jpg.w300h247.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm as big an Earth Wind and Fire fan as the next guy, but dang man, bass guitarist Vernon White of the group has the biggest eyebrow to hairline ratio I've ever seen (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the one on the left in the picture&lt;/span&gt;). &lt;/span&gt;This even beats Bruce Willis' &lt;a href="http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_madmanmusings_archive.html#108164881545360953"&gt;upper lip to nose ratio&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/bruce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/bruce.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-112075238914630156?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/112075238914630156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=112075238914630156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112075238914630156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112075238914630156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/07/inconsequential-ratios-im-as-big-earth.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-112044490511773942</id><published>2005-07-03T22:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T09:00:11.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#ffffff&gt;THE RING(O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/ringo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/ringo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the most &lt;b&gt;bizarre occurrence&lt;/b&gt; today. &lt;b&gt;While listening to my iPod on shuffle, I heard four songs of the Beatles with Ringo on lead vocals:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Yellow Submarine, With A Little Help From My Friends, Octopus’s Garden, &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;Good Night&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; Now I have approximately 3500 songs and at this time listened to only about &lt;b&gt;30 randomly selected songs&lt;/b&gt;, mind you. And considering that there aren't many Beatles songs with Ringo on lead vocals, the chances of this actually happening are astounding. Madness!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-112044490511773942?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/112044490511773942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=112044490511773942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112044490511773942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112044490511773942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/07/ringo-i-had-most-bizarre-occurrence.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-112035413938991057</id><published>2005-07-02T21:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T14:42:16.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#ffffff&gt;8 IS ENOUGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/mn_live8_london2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/mn_live8_london2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I think this &lt;a href=http://www.one.org&gt;Live 8&lt;/a&gt; idea to end poverty in Africa is a good one…in theory.&lt;/b&gt; I’m sure there are people out there who do genuinely care about this cause, but I’m sure &lt;b&gt;the majority of people enjoy the musical acts, sign the petition, then never give it another thought.&lt;/b&gt; Sad but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I said it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-112035413938991057?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/112035413938991057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=112035413938991057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112035413938991057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112035413938991057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/07/8-is-enough-i-think-this-live-8-idea.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-112027488799751071</id><published>2005-07-01T23:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T23:36:02.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#FFFFFF&gt;BONO, BUT NOT SONNY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/u2-performs-bono.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/u2-performs-bono.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is it just me, or does anyone else hate Bono?&lt;/b&gt; Look at him there, looking so smug, always wearing his sunglasses and his leather jacket. Always promoting some cause or another. Going by only one name. He thinks he’s soooo cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I own one U2 album, the one universally considered as the worst U2 album ever--&lt;i&gt;Pop&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. I’ve listened to it exactly…once. I guess Bono was concentrating too much on trying to be cool to put much effort into that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Bono, I remember when you sported the mullet pal. You weren’t always as cool as you pretend to be!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/bonostage11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/bonostage11.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-112027488799751071?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/112027488799751071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=112027488799751071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112027488799751071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/112027488799751071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/07/bono-but-not-sonny-is-it-just-me-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-111966906218309620</id><published>2005-06-24T22:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T23:11:02.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/1600/Herbie.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/325/116/320/Herbie.sized.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=#FFFFFF&gt;DIST-&lt;i&gt;HERBIE&lt;/i&gt;-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lindsay Lohan’s new movie, &lt;i&gt;Herbie: Fully Loaded&lt;/i&gt;, opened today.&lt;/b&gt; Or, as I like to call it, &lt;i&gt;Lindsay Lohan’s Career Suicide&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-111966906218309620?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/111966906218309620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=111966906218309620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111966906218309620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111966906218309620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/06/dist-herbie-d-lindsay-lohans-new-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-111958371417634504</id><published>2005-06-23T23:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T14:33:48.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#ffffff&gt;LIVING DANGEROUSLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The other day I got the most dangerous coupon at &lt;a href="http://www.cvs.com"&gt;CVS&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;$2 off $10 candy purchase&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; The question was, &lt;b&gt;Do I risk looking like a glutton and buy $10 worth of candy or simply not use the coupon? &lt;/b&gt;After debating over this gut-wrenching decision for approximately 1 second, naturally&lt;b&gt; I opted to buy the candy of course!&lt;/b&gt; I bought every &lt;i&gt;type&lt;/i&gt; of candy too: &lt;b&gt;chocolate, lollipops, licorice, peanut butter cups, gum, etc&lt;/b&gt;. Yeah, so I ingest 500 calories a day in candy alone—you got a problem wit dat??&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-111958371417634504?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/111958371417634504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=111958371417634504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111958371417634504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111958371417634504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/06/living-dangerously-other-day-i-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-111887596395989394</id><published>2005-06-15T18:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T18:52:44.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/207/1123/640/Hippie%20bus.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/207/1123/320/Hippie%20bus.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN DIRTY HIPPIES!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-111887596395989394?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/111887596395989394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=111887596395989394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111887596395989394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111887596395989394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/06/damn-dirty-hippies.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-111885594159970777</id><published>2005-06-15T13:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T13:19:01.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#FFFFFF&gt;IT WAS DESTINY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not good news: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Destiny's Child is &lt;a href="http://sify.com/peopleandplaces/fullstory.php?id=13872306"&gt;splitting up&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;Noooooooooooo! Yeah, yeah, go ahead and yuk it up, but I like them. Now how am I going to get my girl group fix? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3LW&lt;/span&gt;???&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-111885594159970777?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/111885594159970777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=111885594159970777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111885594159970777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111885594159970777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/06/it-was-destiny-not-good-news-destinys.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-111872323343461703</id><published>2005-06-14T00:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T00:27:13.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#ffffff&gt;BAD COLORS DON’T MAKE GOOD SONG TITLES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kelly Clarkson has a son out now called &lt;i&gt;“Behind These Hazel Eyes.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Hazel eyes?? Hazel??? They couldn't think of a better looking color, like blue or green? I’m sorry, but a mish-mash of brown/green/black/blue eye color just doesn’t say “this is a cool song” to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…and just for you, the loyal reader, I looked up what Kelly Clarkson’s real eye color is, and it isn’t even hazel! It’s brown!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-111872323343461703?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/111872323343461703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=111872323343461703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111872323343461703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111872323343461703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/06/bad-colors-dont-make-good-song-titles.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-111871725750217714</id><published>2005-06-13T22:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T22:47:37.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#ffffff&gt;MICHAEL JACKSON VERDICT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I knew Michael Jackson would be found not guilty because:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) The prosecution’s case was weak,&lt;br /&gt;b) Michael Jackson is a celebrity, and they always get off (oooh, I just realized that's a sick pun)&lt;br /&gt;c) &lt;b&gt;Chris Tucker&lt;/b&gt; is one of the finest expert character witnesses who can always be counted on to comply with the law. I mean, if you overlook his whole marijuana smoking thing that is..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-111871725750217714?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/111871725750217714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=111871725750217714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111871725750217714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111871725750217714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/06/michael-jackson-verdict-i-knew-michael.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-111794000794360549</id><published>2005-06-04T22:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T22:53:49.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#ffffff&gt;MENTAL CONDITIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m severely lackadaisical about blogging lately. &lt;b&gt;I have &lt;i&gt;blogpression&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; And for that I’m sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--No! I’m not sorry! My blogerapist said it’s not okay for me to apologize for my condition! No! I won’t! No no no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-111794000794360549?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/111794000794360549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=111794000794360549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111794000794360549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111794000794360549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/06/mental-conditions-im-severely.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-111638797586818349</id><published>2005-05-17T22:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T23:46:15.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#ffffff&gt;AMERICAN IDOL 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;So I feel bad that I haven’t written &lt;i&gt;American Idol&lt;/i&gt; this season.&lt;/b&gt; But I have been watching it, and have only one thing to say about it: &lt;b&gt;Bo Bice is the man!!! Could he possibly get any cooler??&lt;/b&gt; If anyone had any doubt that he shouldn’t be the American Idol, they need not doubt anymore, because &lt;B&gt;his a capella performace tonight was wicked!&lt;/b&gt; How gutsy. &lt;b&gt;The difference between the two rockers this season—Constantine and Bo—is that Constantine was so self-consciously cool, a real poser, while Bo just IS cool.&lt;/b&gt; That’s why he’s gonna be the Idol this year, and the coolest one ever to boot.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-111638797586818349?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/111638797586818349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=111638797586818349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111638797586818349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111638797586818349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/05/american-idol-2005-so-i-feel-bad-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-111625863787890993</id><published>2005-05-16T11:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T23:48:08.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#ffffff&gt;LITTLE BIG SHOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My brother has unwittingly put me in a quandary tonight: Do I watch the series finale of &lt;i&gt;Everybody Loves Raymond&lt;/i&gt;—my ARCHNEMESIS TV show, as any who &lt;a href="http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2003_07_20_madmanmusings_archive.html#105884163178604173"&gt;read this site would know&lt;/a&gt;—or NOT watch it.&lt;/b&gt; It would be of interest to watch if only for prosperity’s sake. I know what every other episode entails (Ray’s parents annoy him and his family, ad nauseum). But what will the finale contain? Probably the usual sap quotient, but nonetheless,&lt;b&gt; I might have to bring myself to watch it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-111625863787890993?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/111625863787890993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=111625863787890993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111625863787890993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111625863787890993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/05/little-big-show-my-brother-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-111604122073852184</id><published>2005-05-13T23:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T23:27:30.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#ffffff&gt;LOSING THE NAME GAME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;One thing that really bothers me is when people take their otherwise normal, ordinary name and add a useless letter to it, i.e. Dann, Robb, or Gregg. &lt;/b&gt;Here’s one I just saw in use that is one of the worst offenders of this problem:&lt;b&gt; Curtiss.&lt;/b&gt; No, that’s not a typo you see, that is how that person actually spells their name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not quite sure what this extra letter accomplishes.&lt;b&gt; If you’re using the above names as nicknames for their proper names, Daniel, Robert, or Gregory, you subtract 3 letters, and then just end up adding another one in!&lt;/b&gt; If this is an attempt to be different, it doesn’t work. Everytime someone asked you your name, you’d have to say “It’s Gregg—two G’s.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;This would be like spelling my name Mattt.&lt;/b&gt; It just don’t work people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-111604122073852184?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/111604122073852184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=111604122073852184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111604122073852184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111604122073852184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/05/losing-name-game-one-thing-that-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-111523068431437318</id><published>2005-05-04T14:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T14:18:04.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#FFFFFF&gt;"HOT NEW THINGS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;If you haven't been keeping up on all the things that are "in," "hip," and "with it," never fear. I am here to keep you updated on all the cool new things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Celebrity reality shows. &lt;/span&gt;It's the cool thing to do to revive a flagging career. It all started with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Osbournes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Newlyweds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Then the realization came to other attention-starved celebrities--hey! This can make you kinda famous all over again! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;So now you've got &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Surreal Life &lt;/span&gt;lumping together a bunch hasbeens in one show, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Farrah Fawcett&lt;/span&gt; in in a show, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Paris Hilton&lt;/span&gt; in a one, and even &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Britney Spear&lt;/span&gt;s is hopping on the bandwagon now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) The name Bo.&lt;/span&gt; This is the hot new name. You've got characters in movies named Bo (&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Paparazzi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;), revivals of beloved characters named Bo (Bo Duke in the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Dukes of Hazzard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;movie), and reality show members named Bo (&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bo Bice &lt;/span&gt;on &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;American Idol&lt;/span&gt;). *Note: This does not include the spelling of the name as 'Beau,' so sorry &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Beau Bridges&lt;/span&gt;, I'm afraid you're not cool again (if you ever even were).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Adding flavors to flavors.&lt;/span&gt; This is all the rage these days. It all started when they added cherry to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Coke&lt;/span&gt;, but now it's in full swing, what with your lemon, lime, and vanilla flavors in Coke and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pepsi&lt;/span&gt;, the topper to them all, adding multiple flavors to the same beverage: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet Cherry Vanilla Dr. Pepper&lt;/span&gt;. How many more flavors can be added at once? Only time will tell.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-111523068431437318?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/111523068431437318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=111523068431437318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111523068431437318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111523068431437318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/05/hot-new-things-if-you-havent-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-111496229198592373</id><published>2005-05-01T11:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T11:44:51.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#FFFFFF&gt;TUNING OUT THE TURNING OFF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;So today, &lt;a href="http://www.tvturnoff.org/index.htm"&gt;TV Turoff Week&lt;/a&gt; finally ends.&lt;/span&gt; While of course I didn't take part in the TV turning off festivities--seeing as how the TV is my only friend--I have always had a problem with this week. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;When I was a young lad in elementary school, if we didn't watch TV for the week, we were rewarded with a sundae. &lt;/span&gt;Oooh! Ice cream?? For simply not watching TV??? Wow!! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Or, I could just watch TV &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;eat the ice cream. &lt;/span&gt;What a concept that is.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-111496229198592373?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/111496229198592373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=111496229198592373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111496229198592373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111496229198592373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/05/tuning-out-turning-off-so-today-tv.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-111413180406381246</id><published>2005-04-21T20:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T11:47:12.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#FFFFFF&gt;HE SHOULDA GONE TO TRAVELOCITY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thanks to an astute observation of a reader, who pointed out that in my last post--on how I felt about the pope needing to retire--was ironic because he died a week later, made me realize that now that post might sound rather callous.&lt;/b&gt; I didn’t mean I wanted him to take the BIG retirement. I just feel bad he never got to take a Carribbean vacation. &lt;b&gt;Do you think the pope ever took a vacation?&lt;/b&gt; Hmmm…I don’t know… If you can answer this, I’ll give you a shiny new nickel!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-111413180406381246?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/111413180406381246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=111413180406381246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111413180406381246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111413180406381246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/04/he-shoulda-gone-to-travelocity-thanks.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-111198475512966538</id><published>2005-03-27T23:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T22:41:38.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;BIG POPIN' REDUX    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_madmanmusings_archive.html#106618636141690368"&gt;said it before&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, some year and a half ago, but I think it warrants repeating on this Easter Sunday: THE POPE NEEDS TO RETIRE.&lt;/span&gt; I seriously feel bad for the guy. He's a trooper. He's giving it his all. But he just can't do it anymore. I suggest he retire, relax, sit on a beach in the Carribbean, have some pretty girls in bikinis serve him a few MaI Tais, and ponder his papal legacy. I'll chill wit' you dawg!&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/3877925-111198475512966538?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/111198475512966538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=111198475512966538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111198475512966538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111198475512966538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/03/big-popin-redux-ive-said-it-before.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-111146447779107690</id><published>2005-03-21T22:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T23:07:57.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;DEADER THAN THE DELOREAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John DeLorean, creator of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DeLorean &lt;/span&gt;automobile, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.ireland.com/newspaper/front/2005/0321/699760510HM1JOHN.html"&gt;died&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; this weekend. &lt;/span&gt;I always thought that DeLoreans were the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COOLEST &lt;/span&gt;cars &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVER&lt;/span&gt;. Because any car good enough for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doc Brown&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marty McFly&lt;/span&gt; is good in my book. I wish I had one. And if it also happened to travel through time when it hit the speed of 88 miles per hour, that would be all the cooler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-111146447779107690?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/111146447779107690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=111146447779107690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111146447779107690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111146447779107690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/03/deader-than-delorean-john-delorean.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-111073373433696485</id><published>2005-03-13T12:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T12:08:54.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;SO CALLED "EXPERTS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the headline for a recent story in the newspaper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Census: Maine now nation's oldest state&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The medinan age is 40.6 years - and experts say the state's population will continue to grow older.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuh uh! The state's population will continue to grow &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;older&lt;/span&gt;?? Get outta town! Boy, I sure am glad there are experts to tell us these things or we'd be lost for sure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-111073373433696485?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/111073373433696485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=111073373433696485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111073373433696485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111073373433696485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/03/so-called-experts-heres-headline-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-111034389539660603</id><published>2005-03-08T23:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T18:56:51.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;YE OLDEN DAYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I see that &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blogge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;r&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;recently&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;updated the way their &lt;a href="http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=1082"&gt;comment system&lt;/a&gt; works.&lt;/span&gt; This is just one of the numerous cool improvements that was made to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blogger &lt;/span&gt;after it was bought by &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/"&gt;Google&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I'm from the old school, where we had to trudge to school thirty miles through five foot deep snow and &lt;a href="http://www.haloscan.com/"&gt;get our own&lt;/a&gt; comment systems dammit! &lt;/span&gt;That's why I am the way I am, it was a lot character building.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-111034389539660603?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/111034389539660603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=111034389539660603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111034389539660603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111034389539660603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/03/ye-olden-days-i-see-that-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-111022215852691986</id><published>2005-03-07T13:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T14:02:38.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I COULDA BEEN A CONTENDA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Matt MacDonald &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/mattymacd"&gt;simulblog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The new reality show from Sylvester Stallone and Survivor creator Mark Burnett, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Contender&lt;/span&gt;, premieres tonight. I predict that this show will fail miserably&lt;/span&gt;, for one reason and one reason only: It's about BOXING. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boxing doesn't have the following that other sports do. &lt;/span&gt;It caters to an elite crowd that is willing to spend $2000 on seat in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Caesar's Palace&lt;/span&gt;= or fork over $50 for the pay-per-view. Even less people follow boxing now that there are no real marquee names anymore. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So who wants to follow a bunch of no-names duking it out and a washed-up has-been like Sylvester Stallone? &lt;/span&gt;Uh uh. Not me. No sir. My dial will NOT be tuned into that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-111022215852691986?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/111022215852691986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=111022215852691986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111022215852691986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/111022215852691986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-coulda-been-contenda-matt-macdonald.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-110972758105297058</id><published>2005-03-01T20:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T20:39:41.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;HEY, 50% IS BETTER THAN 0%!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Okay, so I stunk with my Oscar picks, I only got half of 'em right. &lt;/span&gt;My theory that you can call the winners easily was shot to pieces. My problem was that I went &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Aviator &lt;/span&gt;route instead of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Million Dollar Baby&lt;/span&gt; route. I was wrong, and I only have one thing to say about that: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WILL SOMEBODY PLEASE FINALLY GIVE MARTIN SCORSESE AN OSCAR???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-110972758105297058?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/110972758105297058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=110972758105297058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/110972758105297058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/110972758105297058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/03/hey-50-is-better-than-0-okay-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-110955538208814240</id><published>2005-02-27T20:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T20:49:42.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;ROCKIN' IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it ironic that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chris Rock, &lt;/span&gt;star of such legendary bad movies as&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Head of State&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Down to Earth&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pootie Tang&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;is hosting a ceremony where they honor &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;excellence &lt;/span&gt;in movies??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-110955538208814240?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/110955538208814240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=110955538208814240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/110955538208814240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/110955538208814240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/02/rockin-it-isnt-it-ironic-that-chris.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-110952410809792059</id><published>2005-02-27T11:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T12:08:28.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;OSCAR WINNERS: SEE 'EM COMING A MILE AWAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Academy Awards&lt;/span&gt; are tonight. &lt;/span&gt;Yes, that means yet another year of interminably long acceptance speeches, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joan and Melissa Rivers &lt;/span&gt;carping about the best and worst dressed, and endless replays of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bjork &lt;/span&gt;and her swan dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The thing I hate about the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Academy Awards &lt;/span&gt;is that so many crtics analyze it over and over and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Golden Globes&lt;/span&gt; take place a month beforehand, that you basically know who's going to win and Oscar before the show even happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here, without having seen any of the nominated films, I, like everyone else in the universe, will give my Oscar picks for the major categories to see if my theory is correct:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Picture: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Aviator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Actor: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jamie Foxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Actress: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hillary Swank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Supporting Actor: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alan Alda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;*gutsy pick*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Supporting Actress:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cate Blanchett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Director: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Martin Scorsese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-110952410809792059?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/110952410809792059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=110952410809792059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/110952410809792059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/110952410809792059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/02/oscar-winners-see-em-coming-mile-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-110943598498623128</id><published>2005-02-26T11:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T11:39:44.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;*sniffle* I'M SO PROUD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I saw a show advertised today called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Scar Talk&lt;/span&gt;. It's a show where kids show off their bodily scars. &lt;/span&gt;This is a Saturday morning show, mind you. Featuring kids. Aimed at kids. Talking about scars!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Could it get more grotesque???&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Would you ever want to sit in front of TV and look at some kid's scar??? &lt;/span&gt;Will kids be sitting there admiring it and say, "Oooh, that's nice...I wish I had one of those..."??? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This show is going to get kids to participate in ever-escalating stunts in an attempt to get a really hideous scar so they can be on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Scar Talk&lt;/span&gt; and brag about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Imagine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, I was taking a jump off my skateboarding ramp, and I hit the ground and fell in the way of a running lawnmower, which shredded up my arm, then an escaped tiger ran up to me and clamped down on it, then a school of piranhas, drawn by the blood, jumped out of the Amazon river and came all the way over here to chomp on my arm--but see my cool scars!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, this show is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Jackass &lt;/span&gt;for pre-pubescents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-110943598498623128?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/110943598498623128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=110943598498623128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/110943598498623128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/110943598498623128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/02/sniffle-im-so-proud-i-saw-show.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-110935849713015079</id><published>2005-02-25T14:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T14:08:17.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;JACKSON'S ACTION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wish they would allow cameras in the courtroom for the Michael Jackson trial, because I would be glued to it. &lt;/span&gt;Even though the risks--such as having to look at Michael's freak nasty face--are great, I would risk it. I am not afraid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-110935849713015079?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/110935849713015079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=110935849713015079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/110935849713015079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/110935849713015079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/02/jacksons-action-i-wish-they-would.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-110757273560084545</id><published>2005-02-04T22:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T22:05:35.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;HEADCASE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't you hate when Wilson-Phillips' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hold On"&lt;/span&gt; suddenly, randomly, out of the blue pops into your head for an interminably long time? &lt;/span&gt;errr--not that that's happened to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-110757273560084545?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/110757273560084545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=110757273560084545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/110757273560084545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/110757273560084545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/02/headcase-dont-you-hate-when-wilson.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-110730152409101271</id><published>2005-02-01T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T18:45:24.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;OH THE IRONY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today I was searching through my vast amount of silverware and was reminded of Alanis Morrisette.&lt;/span&gt; That's bizarre, you say. Not really, when you consider that&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; pawing through my silverware was "like 10,000 spoons when all you need is a knife." &lt;/span&gt;That's all I needed. A knife. I have a ton of spoons, but a knife was hard to come by. So Alanis, I'm with ya sister. I now know just how "ironic" that situation can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-110730152409101271?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/110730152409101271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=110730152409101271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/110730152409101271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/110730152409101271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/02/oh-irony-today-i-was-searching-through.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-110710051432934430</id><published>2005-01-30T10:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T10:55:14.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/207/1123/640/wonkarope.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/207/1123/320/wonkarope.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, I have seen the future of candy. And it is the Wonka Nerds Rope. Go buy one now. Impress your friends. Make your enemies envious. Partake in the stretchy, nerdy goodness. You'll be glad you did.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-110710051432934430?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/110710051432934430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=110710051432934430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/110710051432934430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/110710051432934430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/01/friends-i-have-seen-future-of-candy.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-110541498208850538</id><published>2005-01-10T22:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T22:44:15.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ANOTHER REASON NOT TO&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;MEET YOUR MATE THROUGH REALITY TELEVISION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On a commercial for tonight's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Bachelorette&lt;/span&gt;, there's a scene with all the men fighting, and one guy says something that makes me think that he is perhaps the obvious pick for first guy to get kicked out. &lt;/span&gt;He says, in anger at another suitor,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "I'll chew you up like a piece of garbage!" &lt;/span&gt;That is the DUMBEST threat I have ever heard. Hey pal, I think you're mixing up your metaphors a bit there. You don't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chew &lt;/span&gt;garbage! And if he does, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't think the bachelorette will want to kiss him&lt;/span&gt;. And if she does, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he should at least use some &lt;a href="http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2004_11_07_madmanmusings_archive.html#109987790806630671"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oral B Brushups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; beforehand to rid his mouth of that foul garbage taste!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-110541498208850538?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/110541498208850538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=110541498208850538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/110541498208850538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/110541498208850538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/01/another-reason-not-to-meet-your-mate.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-110524064077580229</id><published>2005-01-08T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T22:17:20.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I'LL HAVE SOME NOW...AND NONE LATER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've been eating a bag of yummy chewy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now and Later&lt;/span&gt; candy, and while they are delicious, I was left a bit disappointed. &lt;/span&gt;This is because while there are approximately 35 candies in the bag, according to the "nutritional" facts, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;there were only FOUR green ones!&lt;/span&gt; Four! In the entire bag! What is up with that?? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Green is my favorite!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They couldn't bother to include some more of them??&lt;/span&gt; Would adding a few more greens really be that much more trouble?? And to add to the disappointment, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;there weren't many yellows either.&lt;/span&gt; So I have to "settle" for an abundance of purple and reds. Oh woe, woe is me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-110524064077580229?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/110524064077580229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=110524064077580229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/110524064077580229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/110524064077580229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/01/ill-have-some-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-110498731492398524</id><published>2005-01-05T23:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T23:55:14.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;...aaaaaaaaaaaaand I'm spent. Posts to come soon at long last friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-110498731492398524?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/110498731492398524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=110498731492398524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/110498731492398524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/110498731492398524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2005/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-110316535524971606</id><published>2004-12-15T21:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T21:50:15.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;REVIEWS FOR THE USELESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cruising &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.amazon.com/"&gt;Amazon.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; and needing batteries for something I was buyin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;g, I went to get some on there and saw a "Be the first to write a review of this item!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" link on the page. &lt;/span&gt;I thought, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why would somebody ever write a review on batteries?&lt;/span&gt; Everyone knows what they are and what they're used for. But then, being the cynical, sarcastic genius that I am, thought, hey, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I should write a review! &lt;/span&gt;Filled with my trademark biting humor and dazzling wit. So it's posted. You can read it &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B0002TG4JK/ref=cm_aya_asin.title/103-8377262-6099813?%5Fencoding=UTF8&amp;amp;v=glance"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-110316535524971606?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/110316535524971606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=110316535524971606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/110316535524971606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/110316535524971606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2004/12/reviews-for-useless-cruising-amazon.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-110213660041768284</id><published>2004-12-04T01:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T00:03:20.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;SEVENTY-TUPAL JEOPARDY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is anyone else glad that Ken Jennings FINALLY lost on Jeopardy after 70-some wins??&lt;/span&gt; Frankly, it got pretty dang boring watching the same guy win over and over and over times 70. I don't wanna see the same person every single show. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And how did this guy think of 70 interesting things to say about himself every show? &lt;/span&gt;Heck, I'd have a hard time thinking of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;. Hmmm...maybe that's why he won 70 times and I've won zero times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-110213660041768284?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/110213660041768284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=110213660041768284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/110213660041768284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/110213660041768284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2004/12/seventy-tupal-jeopardy-is-anyone-else.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3877925.post-110209047516919988</id><published>2004-12-03T11:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T11:14:35.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;HOT DANG! FIRE ME UP SOMMA DAT NEW TEKNAWLAJEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wooohoo! I bought a new cell phone! &lt;/span&gt;And it is TOTALLY RAD. My other one died *sniffle* but I took it like a man and said, well, out with the old, in with the new.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I went in to get one having very strict requirements. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wireless internet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bluetooth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quality screen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good battery life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. Is that too much to ask for? --Oh I'm sorry, what? It actually makes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;phone calls &lt;/span&gt;too?? Well I'll be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3877925-110209047516919988?l=madmanmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/110209047516919988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3877925&amp;postID=110209047516919988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/110209047516919988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3877925/posts/default/110209047516919988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madmanmusings.blogspot.com/2004/12/hot-dang-fire-me-up-somma-dat-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189057598159311256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/190/945/640/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
