<?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-630738815092567733</id><updated>2012-01-26T14:21:13.975-07:00</updated><category term='Emily'/><category term='Peru'/><category term='Pony'/><category term='stinkies'/><category term='Rory'/><category term='jewlery'/><category term='stinks'/><category term='Emile'/><category term='Astral Weeks'/><category term='the finger of scorn'/><category term='poets'/><category term='Pen Pal'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Dogs'/><category term='boo'/><category term='Elizabeth'/><category term='Leonids'/><category term='Stars'/><category term='stunk'/><category term='Jade'/><category term='Heaven or Las Vegas'/><category term='minds'/><category term='pamela'/><category term='Fantastics'/><category term='family'/><category term='Clara'/><category term='Rory Homan'/><category term='Wild Things'/><category term='haberdashery'/><category term='The Fantastic Mr. Fox'/><category term='Zombies'/><category term='sleepy'/><category term='poems'/><category term='Lee'/><category term='Chocolate'/><category term='Amy Adams'/><category term='brains'/><category term='stinkers'/><category term='meteors'/><category term='Madeleine'/><category term='stanks'/><category term='Yellowstone'/><category term='giving'/><category term='thanks'/><category term='Lithium'/><category term='fall'/><category term='stunks'/><category term='skunks'/><category term='Autumn'/><category term='stinky'/><category term='families'/><category term='The Boys Being Back'/><category term='Rudy'/><category term='Van Morrison'/><category term='cold'/><category term='Mr.s'/><category term='Love'/><category term='stank'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='Fashion'/><category term='insanity'/><category term='sick'/><category term='Foxes'/><category term='faces'/><category term='Roald Dahl'/><category term='polar lights'/><category term='Football'/><category term='Bentley'/><category term='comets'/><title type='text'>The Love You Make</title><subtitle type='html'>The greatest thing you'll ever learn yada yada yada</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>138</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-5165647519476207235</id><published>2012-01-26T14:13:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T14:21:13.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Donovan</title><content type='html'>I'm not a huge Donovan fan, not as much as my wife.  But Last night we were able to weasle our way into a show he played with only about 250 in a little room.  It was pretty awesome.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JkkM3tWh82Q" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Rodriguez, from the movie Searching for Sugarman, which I bet we will see in theatres very soon, was pretty awesome.  His story is pretty much unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NXJS1faBK5g?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NXJS1faBK5g?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;start=360&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="360" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also met this awesome lady from Houston who wrote this article about the concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://houston.culturemap.com/newsdetail/01-26-12-sundance-report-hitting-a-high-note-dawes-to-donovan/"&gt;http://houston.culturemap.com/newsdetail/01-26-12-sundance-report-hitting-a-high-note-dawes-to-donovan/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-5165647519476207235?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/5165647519476207235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=5165647519476207235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/5165647519476207235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/5165647519476207235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2012/01/donovan.html' title='Donovan'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/JkkM3tWh82Q/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-6018729587585644036</id><published>2012-01-19T10:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T10:59:16.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kodak declared bankruptcy today.  That makes me a little bit sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.latimes.com/business/money/la-fi-mo-kodak-bankruptcy-20120119,0,3639082.story"&gt;http://www.latimes.com/business/money/la-fi-mo-kodak-bankruptcy-20120119,0,3639082.story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-6018729587585644036?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/6018729587585644036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=6018729587585644036' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/6018729587585644036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/6018729587585644036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2012/01/kodak-declared-bankruptcy.html' title=''/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-6232515055673644585</id><published>2012-01-06T13:58:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T14:00:30.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is how they proselyte in Grantsville, Utah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RJEzKH6kpjM/TwdgzN8uROI/AAAAAAAAAOY/AoGaO-wuLzU/s1600/IMG_20120102_125704.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RJEzKH6kpjM/TwdgzN8uROI/AAAAAAAAAOY/AoGaO-wuLzU/s400/IMG_20120102_125704.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-6232515055673644585?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/6232515055673644585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=6232515055673644585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/6232515055673644585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/6232515055673644585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post_06.html' title='This is how they proselyte in Grantsville, Utah'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RJEzKH6kpjM/TwdgzN8uROI/AAAAAAAAAOY/AoGaO-wuLzU/s72-c/IMG_20120102_125704.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-8701307528653961677</id><published>2012-01-03T18:04:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T18:08:11.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Ending Story</title><content type='html'>My wife said about this song, "If there was a dance club in the world of the film &lt;i&gt;Never Ending Story&lt;/i&gt;, this is the music that would play there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="640" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tb1o42RdVzA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It seems natural to picture Atreyu dancing alongside The Childlike Empress with Artax's looking in through a window and nodding his head to the beat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-8701307528653961677?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/8701307528653961677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=8701307528653961677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/8701307528653961677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/8701307528653961677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2012/01/never-ending-story.html' title='Never Ending Story'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tb1o42RdVzA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-8046254607905494569</id><published>2011-12-14T16:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T16:44:11.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Electrick Children</title><content type='html'>My friend Rebecca Thomas made a movie&lt;br /&gt;It just got accepted to the Berlin Film Festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.variety.com/article/VR1118047465"&gt;http://www.variety.com/article/VR1118047465&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is kind of a big deal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-8046254607905494569?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/8046254607905494569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=8046254607905494569' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/8046254607905494569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/8046254607905494569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2011/12/electrick-children.html' title='Electrick Children'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-4800280432985696175</id><published>2011-12-09T12:11:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T16:11:05.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Those Were The Days.</title><content type='html'>I think this is my favorite commercial I have seen in a very very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="640" height="480" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/38YWB8iX7OY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently this commercial has been banned in Zimbabwe, where they actually have Nandos.  I think that was probably expected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-4800280432985696175?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/4800280432985696175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=4800280432985696175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/4800280432985696175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/4800280432985696175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2011/12/those-were-days.html' title='Those Were The Days.'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/38YWB8iX7OY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-9049143130618511309</id><published>2011-12-06T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T16:38:22.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Melancholia</title><content type='html'>I watched Melancholia this weekend.  I'm not ready to talk about it yet, but I re-watched the Prologue on Youtube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="853" height="480" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xWQ2YZG8kcA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty incredible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, inexplicably this turns up in the related videos.  Not sure why but I am glad it was there.  A;so, I really need that record player they use at the beginning. NEED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="640" height="480" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8K6y_CyOzHE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-9049143130618511309?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/9049143130618511309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=9049143130618511309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/9049143130618511309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/9049143130618511309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2011/12/melancholia.html' title='Melancholia'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xWQ2YZG8kcA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-3110085310597570703</id><published>2011-11-17T14:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T14:39:52.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nemias</title><content type='html'>This is Nemias.  He works at the company I work for and helps me shoot product photos.  I decided to take a quick snapshot of him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IBebByjOHPI/TsV-dm2jORI/AAAAAAAAANw/0TyU2hwG7cw/s1600/Nemias.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" width="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IBebByjOHPI/TsV-dm2jORI/AAAAAAAAANw/0TyU2hwG7cw/s400/Nemias.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-3110085310597570703?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/3110085310597570703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=3110085310597570703' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/3110085310597570703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/3110085310597570703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2011/11/nemias.html' title='Nemias'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IBebByjOHPI/TsV-dm2jORI/AAAAAAAAANw/0TyU2hwG7cw/s72-c/Nemias.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-716341883061946112</id><published>2011-11-16T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T11:30:51.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trentemoller</title><content type='html'>Oh my goodness.  This! How did it take me so long to find it.  Thank you Almodovar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Ya9gjwN_ctU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-716341883061946112?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/716341883061946112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=716341883061946112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/716341883061946112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/716341883061946112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2011/11/trentemoller.html' title='Trentemoller'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Ya9gjwN_ctU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-518809214385378769</id><published>2011-11-05T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T17:38:18.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I cried and cried and cried and cried.</title><content type='html'>I still cannot find a scene in a movie that makes me cry quicker.  Man I remember exactly how it felt to watch this as a four year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TT4FFQ3Ugfc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife is sick and tired and lying in bed.  This is how sad I am that she is sick and sad. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-518809214385378769?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/518809214385378769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=518809214385378769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/518809214385378769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/518809214385378769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-cried-and-cried-and-cried-and-cried.html' title='I cried and cried and cried and cried.'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/TT4FFQ3Ugfc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-550138707805049323</id><published>2011-11-04T10:51:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T10:52:21.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This car commercial is mesmerizing. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="640" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mH5bvGQ1KL8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-550138707805049323?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/550138707805049323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=550138707805049323' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/550138707805049323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/550138707805049323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-car-commercial-is-mesmerizing.html' title=''/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/mH5bvGQ1KL8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-7119817299283307148</id><published>2011-11-03T12:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T12:30:32.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chairlift - Sidewalk Safari</title><content type='html'>I am obsessed with this song.  I think that little riff (The One you hear first at just after a minute into the song) on whatever instrument they are playing has been stuck in my head for weeks and weeks and weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GrM5SOGw9T8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-7119817299283307148?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/7119817299283307148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=7119817299283307148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/7119817299283307148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/7119817299283307148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2011/11/chairlift-sidewalk-safari.html' title='Chairlift - Sidewalk Safari'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/GrM5SOGw9T8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-6123542979159239266</id><published>2011-11-02T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:04:07.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, for my birthday, I want somebody to tell me what this is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Xcs3OwrkcR4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is simply too good to just be random.  Are they selling knives and swords?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe these guys grew up and got some help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8PQiaurIiDM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like they needed it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-6123542979159239266?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/6123542979159239266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=6123542979159239266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/6123542979159239266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/6123542979159239266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2011/11/today-for-my-birthday-i-want-somebody.html' title=''/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Xcs3OwrkcR4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-709267317824513878</id><published>2011-11-02T08:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T08:52:34.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>baleeted&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-709267317824513878?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/709267317824513878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=709267317824513878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/709267317824513878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/709267317824513878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2011/11/today-is-my-birthday-and-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-2151217117627613211</id><published>2011-11-01T11:34:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T11:40:08.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meloncholly and the infinite autumn</title><content type='html'>It's getting all gloomy and snowy outside, which means it's time for some Bon Iver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ePatJIwB-sI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, what I want is people to recommend some good music to get me through the Fall/Winter.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, this isn't very Fall-y, but I think I am going to try to bypass winter and fall meloncholly weather by listening to Spring/Summer music and M83 is going to be what I try first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dX3k_QDnzHE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, in the last two weeks I have seen &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b0Q_JwOqko4"&gt;Neon Indian&lt;/a&gt; and barely missed &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZvSgLHWR16o"&gt;Phantogram&lt;/a&gt; both playing at the Urban Lounge.  So, maybe this Fall and Winter won't be so bad if the good shows keep on coming.  But, please send me your musics to get me through this fall/winter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-2151217117627613211?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/2151217117627613211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=2151217117627613211' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/2151217117627613211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/2151217117627613211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2011/11/meloncholly-and-infinite-autumn.html' title='Meloncholly and the infinite autumn'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ePatJIwB-sI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-17870916021277378</id><published>2011-07-18T19:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T19:58:17.942-06:00</updated><title type='text'>David Bowie I love You (Since I was Six)</title><content type='html'>I actually think this is better than the original.  I am reserving the right to use it in a movie someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/A2nW2g-T6gE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-17870916021277378?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/17870916021277378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=17870916021277378' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/17870916021277378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/17870916021277378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2011/07/david-bowie-i-love-you-since-i-was-six.html' title='David Bowie I love You (Since I was Six)'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/A2nW2g-T6gE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-9010906593644302989</id><published>2011-07-10T17:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T17:17:26.471-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Arches</title><content type='html'>Laura and I went to Arches National Park this weekend.  That place is surreal.  Here is most of what we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="853" height="510" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/djOWtJQNDNY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-9010906593644302989?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/9010906593644302989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=9010906593644302989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/9010906593644302989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/9010906593644302989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2011/07/arches.html' title='Arches'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/djOWtJQNDNY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-5066525565941887398</id><published>2011-07-07T17:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T17:48:48.658-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QmMtIG0St64" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-5066525565941887398?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/5066525565941887398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=5066525565941887398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/5066525565941887398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/5066525565941887398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2011/07/scary.html' title='Scary'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/QmMtIG0St64/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-1677440557833303919</id><published>2011-05-27T10:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T10:44:05.968-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tree of Life</title><content type='html'>I went to LA last weekend to be on Venice Beach for the rapture.  Sadly, it didn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had I gone this week, I could have seen this film, which I think is probably better than the real rapture would have been, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="853" height="510" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/fLPe0fHuZsc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-1677440557833303919?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/1677440557833303919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=1677440557833303919' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/1677440557833303919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/1677440557833303919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2011/05/tree-of-life.html' title='The Tree of Life'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/fLPe0fHuZsc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-7150348329343286726</id><published>2011-04-18T18:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T18:27:52.247-06:00</updated><title type='text'>She's my favorite thing by far.</title><content type='html'>The promenade was Isaac Bickmore and his dear mother singing this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XWsYmVWI4I0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kind of the most beautiful thing ever.  &lt;br /&gt;It's Called "(David Bowie I love You) Since I was Six"&lt;br /&gt;She renamed it (David Bisson I Love You) Since I was Sixteen, which is how old we both were when we met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does she love you, you suppose&lt;br /&gt;With somebody who would know&lt;br /&gt;Who believes in what you are&lt;br /&gt;You're my favorite thing by far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a fire in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I see it all sometimes&lt;br /&gt;In the darkness of the night&lt;br /&gt;I see it many times&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'm sure it shines in you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no warm place left to go&lt;br /&gt;When I'm feeling kind of slow (slow down sir)&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the way you are&lt;br /&gt;Yes it is, 'cause you're the star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It's the brightness in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I see it all tonight&lt;br /&gt;In the darkness of my light&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-7150348329343286726?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/7150348329343286726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=7150348329343286726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/7150348329343286726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/7150348329343286726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2011/04/shes-my-favorite-thing-by-far.html' title='She&apos;s my favorite thing by far.'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/XWsYmVWI4I0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-5395786387343401037</id><published>2011-03-24T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T18:46:07.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bjork talks with her hands</title><content type='html'>Many people use their hands to add special emphasis when they speak.  Nobody does it like Bjork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="510" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VgYGFk7pL-U#t=2m05s" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-5395786387343401037?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/5395786387343401037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=5395786387343401037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/5395786387343401037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Ya!</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I forget about this song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="510" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PWgvGjAhvIw#t=1m08s" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then I remember it and I am like, "Yeah, I remember that song."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-3829352195315325735?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/3829352195315325735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=3829352195315325735' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/3829352195315325735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/3829352195315325735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2011/03/hey-ya.html' title='Hey Ya!'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/PWgvGjAhvIw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-3004097883920630258</id><published>2011-03-22T17:14:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T17:19:27.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Robot Fights</title><content type='html'>Japanese Robot Fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/V__NZ8LQ-DE" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Robot Fight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6WPCqqUj7oY" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, though, if that Japanese robot gets that suplex down they'll give the other robots some trouble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-3004097883920630258?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/3004097883920630258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=3004097883920630258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/3004097883920630258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/3004097883920630258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2011/03/robot-fights.html' title='Robot Fights'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/V__NZ8LQ-DE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-6459192218754239584</id><published>2011-03-15T19:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T15:39:37.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-6459192218754239584?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-9008539565957517422</id><published>2011-03-14T16:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T16:26:19.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Nephew decided to help out the victoms of the japanese earthquake.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RtiaGsXfj5U" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-9008539565957517422?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/RtiaGsXfj5U/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-960363955388534672</id><published>2011-02-11T13:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T13:34:26.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love being alive right now</title><content type='html'>http://www.brokenfunction.com/content/megaman-vs-ghostsngoblins/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-960363955388534672?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-5905008405490578710</id><published>2011-02-02T10:05:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T10:07:20.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Groundhog Day</title><content type='html'>I think I posted this last year on this day, but I am too lazy to check.&amp;nbsp; What a difference a day makes.&amp;nbsp; Laura doesn't like this movie.&amp;nbsp; That always bothered me until this morning when she told me it was because she was forced to watch it so many times as a kid.&amp;nbsp; That seems reasonable, I think.&amp;nbsp; All is well once again.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/b8LECmO9SeM" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" 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title='Groundhog Day'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/b8LECmO9SeM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-1989972585261751668</id><published>2011-01-08T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T20:05:04.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My New Years resolutions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Quit drinking soda (even diet soda... apparently it stops your eyes from working and makes lesions in your brain parts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Get married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Get a better job &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Stop being late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, yes. And as I said, I am halfway to number two with this young lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/TSklyP9GHcI/AAAAAAAAAKo/nxNX0l4abYM/s1600/Laura.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/TSklyP9GHcI/AAAAAAAAAKo/nxNX0l4abYM/s1600/Laura.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am all the way obsessed with this song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0UjsXo9l6I8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0UjsXo9l6I8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-1989972585261751668?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/1989972585261751668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=1989972585261751668' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/1989972585261751668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/1989972585261751668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-new-years-resolutions-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/TSklyP9GHcI/AAAAAAAAAKo/nxNX0l4abYM/s72-c/Laura.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-965467620333907948</id><published>2010-12-26T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T22:23:44.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Engaged to be married</title><content type='html'>Don’t go far off, not even for a day, because-&lt;br /&gt;because-I don’t know how to say it: a day is long&lt;br /&gt;and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station&lt;br /&gt;when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t leave me, even for an hour, because&lt;br /&gt;then the little drops of anguish will all run together,&lt;br /&gt;the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift&lt;br /&gt;into me, choking my lost heart.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach;&lt;br /&gt;may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t leave me for a second, my dearest,&lt;br /&gt;because in that moment you’ll have gone so far&lt;br /&gt;I’ll wander mazily over all the earth, asking,&lt;br /&gt;Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I am getting married.&amp;nbsp; So, there is that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-965467620333907948?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/965467620333907948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=965467620333907948' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/965467620333907948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/965467620333907948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o-N_mW3WakU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi Puddi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-6555611881576618630?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/6555611881576618630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-6001435191900176702</id><published>2010-11-24T20:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T20:18:51.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Football</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is Thankksgiving and, other than food, that means football.&amp;nbsp; Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sx0tEaCUW_s"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sx0tEaCUW_s&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youtube won't let me embed this, or rather, Turner Classic Movies won't let me embed this, but trust me, you wanna click on that link.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-6001435191900176702?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/6001435191900176702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=6001435191900176702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/6001435191900176702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/6001435191900176702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/11/football.html' title='Football'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-4441240937097972118</id><published>2010-10-26T18:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T18:19:02.305-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am definitely going to be He-Man for Halloween.&amp;nbsp; Also, how about how he punches us in the face at :53 seconds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sM7Jx8oggCE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sM7Jx8oggCE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-4441240937097972118?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/4441240937097972118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=4441240937097972118' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/4441240937097972118'/><link rel='self' 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value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vMTEtDBHGY4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vMTEtDBHGY4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long afloat on shipless oceans&lt;br /&gt;I did all my best to smile&lt;br /&gt;'Til your singing eyes and fingers&lt;br /&gt;Drew me loving to your isle&lt;br /&gt;And you sang&lt;br /&gt;Sail to me, sail to me&lt;br /&gt;Let me enfold you&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, here I am&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to hold you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I dream you dreamed about me ?&lt;br /&gt;Were you hare when I was fox ?&lt;br /&gt;Now my foolish boat is leaning&lt;br /&gt;Broken lovelorn on your rocks&lt;br /&gt;For you sing&lt;br /&gt;'Touch me not, touch me not&lt;br /&gt;Come back tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Oh my heart, oh my heart&lt;br /&gt;Shies from the sorrow'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am puzzled as the oyster&lt;br /&gt;I am troubled as the tide&lt;br /&gt;Should I stand amid your breakers ?&lt;br /&gt;Or should I lie with death my bride ?&lt;br /&gt;Hear me sing&lt;br /&gt;'Swim to me, swim to me&lt;br /&gt;Let me enfold you&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, here I am&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to hold you'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-6461747326859479593?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/6461747326859479593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=6461747326859479593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/6461747326859479593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/6461747326859479593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-is-song-for-october.html' title='This is the song for October'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-8072618276042255175</id><published>2010-09-23T11:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T11:22:47.867-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't decide which of these versions of this song, which I am obsessed with, is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YYon5LMyU7M?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YYon5LMyU7M?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fP2t6flTmyY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fP2t6flTmyY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, I am pretty sure it's the first one I posted, which is not the first one recorded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-8072618276042255175?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-764804345143842406</id><published>2010-07-27T23:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T23:29:17.255-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gy4IbTjhffE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gy4IbTjhffE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-764804345143842406?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/764804345143842406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=764804345143842406' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/764804345143842406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/764804345143842406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/07/this.html' title='This'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-8068234850690467321</id><published>2010-07-05T17:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T17:37:04.671-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the Future</title><content type='html'>Electronic Lisa told me that Doc Brown sets the Delorean's clock to go 25 years into the future which would be July 5th, 2010.&amp;nbsp; Where is my Hoverboard and my flying car?&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-8068234850690467321?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/8068234850690467321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=8068234850690467321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/8068234850690467321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/8068234850690467321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/07/back-to-future.html' title='Back to the Future'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-3831416166264470162</id><published>2010-07-04T11:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T11:57:08.362-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing's gonna change my world</title><content type='html'>I can't stop watching this. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PpjscJmSg8g&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PpjscJmSg8g&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-3831416166264470162?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/3831416166264470162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=3831416166264470162' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/3831416166264470162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/3831416166264470162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/07/nothings-gonna-change-my-world.html' title='Nothing&apos;s gonna change my world'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-2841948435778550834</id><published>2010-06-29T20:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T20:29:53.598-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey</title><content type='html'>I am still in NYC.&amp;nbsp; It's very hot and muggy.&amp;nbsp; Also, this song is called Separate Ways.&amp;nbsp; If, like me, after a minute or so you think you have had enough, please don't give up.&amp;nbsp; Never give up.&amp;nbsp; Don't give up.&amp;nbsp; It gets better.&amp;nbsp; Also, I really do, sincerely love this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="505" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LatorN4P9aA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LatorN4P9aA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-2841948435778550834?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-4067720919905445902</id><published>2010-06-26T10:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T10:45:15.612-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm in new york city. &amp;nbsp;Its not that new. &amp;nbsp;Most of th elevators here scare me. &amp;nbsp;There arent many places to sit down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-4067720919905445902?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/4067720919905445902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=4067720919905445902' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/4067720919905445902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/4067720919905445902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-in-new-york-city.html' title=''/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-8759608379834871499</id><published>2010-06-11T16:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T16:23:46.969-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there is a new comet and I find that exciting.&amp;nbsp; Also, when googling its sometimes fun to slow down a bit and see where the google suggestions take you.&amp;nbsp; Today I found out How often the average person not only poops, but how often the average person poops their pants.&amp;nbsp; For the record, I I had only typed in "how often does" into the search field when my attention was hijacked.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, do you know how often the average person poops?&amp;nbsp; I dare you to not google and find out.&amp;nbsp; Also, if you are pooping too frequently or not frequently enough you may be about to die. &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-8759608379834871499?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/8759608379834871499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=8759608379834871499' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/8759608379834871499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/8759608379834871499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/06/there-is-new-comet-and-i-find-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-6445153380782343677</id><published>2010-05-24T15:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T15:55:54.384-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ain't no trip to cleveland.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rlA3Fa5bgig&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/6445153380782343677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/05/aint-no-trip-to-cleveland.html' title='Ain&apos;t no trip to cleveland.'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-9013944342987077067</id><published>2010-05-18T13:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T13:52:50.617-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anybody wanna pitch in with me and by this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/Thermal-Vacuum-Space-Simulation-Chamber-/390194695260?cmd=ViewItem&amp;amp;pt=BI_Pumps&amp;amp;hash=item5ad96a8c5c"&gt;http://cgi.ebay.com/Thermal-Vacuum-Space-Simulation-Chamber-/390194695260?cmd=ViewItem&amp;amp;pt=BI_Pumps&amp;amp;hash=item5ad96a8c5c&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-9013944342987077067?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/9013944342987077067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=9013944342987077067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/9013944342987077067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/9013944342987077067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/05/anybody-wanna-pitch-in-with-me-and-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-3377849893173309920</id><published>2010-05-11T17:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T17:21:43.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ted Lucas</title><content type='html'>I just watched a movie called &lt;i&gt;Beeswax&lt;/i&gt;. I really liked it.&amp;nbsp; I think they shot it in Austin.&amp;nbsp; I wanna visit that city but I don;t know anybody there anymore.&amp;nbsp; I guess that doesn't matter.&amp;nbsp; In the movie there was this song by Ted Lucas, who I have never heard of.&amp;nbsp; I can't believe this song had been hidden from me until now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PcjSF_ywnbY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PcjSF_ywnbY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-3377849893173309920?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/3377849893173309920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=3377849893173309920' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/3377849893173309920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/3377849893173309920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/05/ted-lucas.html' title='Ted Lucas'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-5306425318259374791</id><published>2010-05-09T14:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T14:06:00.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies</title><content type='html'>Seriously, its mothers' day.&amp;nbsp; I know I already put this movie on my blog, but seriously! Go watch &lt;a href="http://trailers.apple.com/trailers/focus_features/babies/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Babies&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and call your mothers.&amp;nbsp; If there was a day for babies would it be Babies' day or Baby's day?&amp;nbsp; The first one, right?&amp;nbsp; I'm not so good with grammar and punctuation and I don't know how to use a semi-colon and I am pretty sure I either use commas way too much or not enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-5306425318259374791?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/5306425318259374791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=5306425318259374791' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/5306425318259374791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/5306425318259374791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/05/babies.html' title='Babies'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-5566228608972770111</id><published>2010-05-07T04:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T04:02:56.775-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Iron Man and Peter Pan</title><content type='html'>I find &lt;i&gt;Glee&lt;/i&gt; boring. Sorry.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Iron Man 2&lt;/i&gt;, on the other hand, I find not boring. Not Sorry.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Also, Mr. J.M. Barrie, you got one thing wrong.&amp;nbsp; You said all children know they will grow up after two and that two is the beginning of the end.&amp;nbsp; Not all of them. I know of at least two that still don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-5566228608972770111?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/5566228608972770111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=5566228608972770111' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/5566228608972770111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/5566228608972770111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/05/iron-man-and-peter-pan.html' title='Iron Man and Peter Pan'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-8403041437045224843</id><published>2010-05-04T18:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T18:38:05.573-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Space Monkey</title><content type='html'>I know its just been a lot of video posts lately, but I like this one.&amp;nbsp; Well, the tag line at the end makes it cheesy, I wish they would have left that out.&amp;nbsp; But whatever.&amp;nbsp; Nobody is perfect, despite what one might think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="225" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=11127915&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=11127915&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/11127915"&gt;Space Monkey&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user3640680"&gt;Leo Burnett&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-8403041437045224843?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/8403041437045224843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=8403041437045224843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/8403041437045224843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/8403041437045224843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/05/space-monkey.html' title='Space Monkey'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-3300410731595254152</id><published>2010-05-03T19:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T19:32:21.823-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Um, I made a huge mistake posting that AC/DC video earlier today.&amp;nbsp; I hope it doesn't distract you from this, which is what I would like to do with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q-RLqLx1iYI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q-RLqLx1iYI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-3300410731595254152?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/3300410731595254152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=3300410731595254152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/3300410731595254152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/3300410731595254152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/05/um-i-made-huge-mistake-posting-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-7782122026482925826</id><published>2010-05-03T17:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T17:35:10.150-06:00</updated><title type='text'>here</title><content type='html'>This is kind of cool.&amp;nbsp; But, I still think the song is the best part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="225" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=11160666&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=11160666&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/11160666"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-7782122026482925826?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/7782122026482925826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=7782122026482925826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/7782122026482925826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/7782122026482925826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-thought-you-might-be-interested-in.html' title='here'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-7972920058865899502</id><published>2010-04-27T21:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T21:39:45.915-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How many Fruedians does it take to change a light bulb?</title><content type='html'>Its fun to tell light bulb jokes via text message because you still go through the formality of replying, "I dunno, how many?"&amp;nbsp; You can't omit that part, otherwise there is no suspense.&amp;nbsp; Knock Knock Jokes are also very fun to do via text message.&amp;nbsp; I wonder what it was like in the old days when they had to tell their Knock-Knock Jokes via post-cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I dusted off my Nintendo today and I can still beat Contra pretty much without dying.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My friend Adam was playing some fancy online game in the next room and I yelled at him, "When I was your age we used to have to blow on the ends of our video games to get them to work!" He is only 26.&amp;nbsp; Also, I stole that joke but I am not sure from where.&amp;nbsp; That's also not exactly how everything happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, for some reason I am still listening to Coldplay. This time its The Scientist.&amp;nbsp; I finally finished that last class, so I am graduated but I still feel a bit melancholic, i thought that would go away with the spring or with the degree.&amp;nbsp; Actually, yesterday I felt so relieved to be done.&amp;nbsp; Today I just want to get on with things.&amp;nbsp; I still plan to move to NYC, I love that city so much.&amp;nbsp; This Coldplay song seems much older to me than just 8 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I changed my profile name because I am no longer in a hurry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-7972920058865899502?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/7972920058865899502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=7972920058865899502' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/7972920058865899502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/7972920058865899502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-many-fruedians-does-it-take-to.html' title='How many Fruedians does it take to change a light bulb?'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-3518593386497845621</id><published>2010-04-24T04:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T04:37:53.779-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't get no Satisfaction</title><content type='html'>I always want to not like ColdPlay.&amp;nbsp; This is because I am pretentious.&amp;nbsp; It's 4:25am and I can't get this song out of my head because I love it and I love ColdPlay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h8oTT9r9978&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h8oTT9r9978&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was once accused of being just like Peter Pan and that as soon I parted ways with someone, I forgot them.&amp;nbsp; Another time I was told that once I became your friend I stuck and there was no shaking it.&amp;nbsp; As I am sure many of you have already noticed, these cannot both be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have been deeply insulted sir and I demand satisfaction.&amp;nbsp; Your choices for me to achieve my satisfaction are&lt;br /&gt;1. Fisticuffs&lt;br /&gt;2. A game of Chess (tournament rules)&lt;br /&gt;3. An endurance race to the top of the mountain peak of my choosing but with no provisions brought along. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any of these would be acceptable, but I secretly have one I hope you choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, of course Pistols at Dawn would be an acceptable alternative but I know for a fact you have a lousy second, so I wouldn't choose that one if you knew what was god for you.&amp;nbsp; I'll provide the pistols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-3518593386497845621?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/3518593386497845621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=3518593386497845621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/3518593386497845621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/3518593386497845621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-cant-get-no-satisfaction.html' title='I can&apos;t get no Satisfaction'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-3223386537055521233</id><published>2010-04-22T13:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T13:27:07.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'>showers</title><content type='html'>That was silly thing to say. I always shower alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-3223386537055521233?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/3223386537055521233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=3223386537055521233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/3223386537055521233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/3223386537055521233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/04/showers.html' title='showers'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-8654895544426293375</id><published>2010-04-16T12:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T13:03:52.709-06:00</updated><title type='text'>From Dark Matter to a possible Big Crunch</title><content type='html'>um... here this thing I found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="660" height="525"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uM3LTTihjOI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uM3LTTihjOI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="525"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I go to ue the restroom in the middle of the day and realize that I didn;t do my hair the previous morning.  I think this makes me some sort of eccentric.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-8654895544426293375?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/8654895544426293375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=8654895544426293375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/8654895544426293375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/8654895544426293375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/04/um.html' title='From Dark Matter to a possible Big Crunch'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-8221816920561468521</id><published>2010-04-15T10:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T10:46:50.437-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A bit much blogging these days but it's just so nice outside. And probably you have all seen this.  The song is not that good... well, I kinda like it, but I know I shouldn't.  But, the video is amazing.  But, here it is anyway.  Can anybody tell me what the background music is during the chorus? It's from some movie... I think the movie has aliens... and maybe those aliens save us... and maybe those aliens are us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="575" height="324"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.vevo.com/VideoPlayer/Embedded?videoId=US6PH0900031&amp;playlist=false&amp;autoplay=0&amp;playerId=62FF0A5C-0D9E-4AC1-AF04-1D9E97EE3961&amp;playerType=embedded"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.vevo.com/VideoPlayer/Embedded?videoId=US6PH0900031&amp;playlist=false&amp;autoplay=0&amp;playerId=62FF0A5C-0D9E-4AC1-AF04-1D9E97EE3961&amp;playerType=embedded" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="575" height="324" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-8221816920561468521?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/8221816920561468521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=8221816920561468521' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/8221816920561468521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/8221816920561468521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/04/bit-much-blogging-these-days-but-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-8987060911997910230</id><published>2010-04-14T19:33:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T09:47:34.375-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice and straight forward</title><content type='html'>On my list of tings to do is this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="505" width="853"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/57saocQSQDo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/57saocQSQDo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, This actress reminds me of Ashley Mollerup... who I am pretty sure has 7 evil Exs.  Is it arrogant of my to think I could take them all with no problem?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-8987060911997910230?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/8987060911997910230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=8987060911997910230' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/8987060911997910230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/8987060911997910230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-my-list-of-tings-to-do-is-this.html' title='Nice and straight forward'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-2106388841299396183</id><published>2010-04-14T15:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T17:49:44.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'>O. Henry</title><content type='html'>I can't believe how warm it is outside... especially when that is contrasted with how cold it is in my room.&amp;nbsp; I kind of feel like I've rented The Furnished Room from that short story by O. Henry... which I once used as wrote a a short film.&amp;nbsp; I imagine that room was very cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals&lt;br /&gt;1. Stay out of my cold, cold room.&lt;br /&gt;2. TBA&lt;br /&gt;3. Pass that last class and graduate... finally. I am late... but I finished?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a. me finishing my degree in film was an exercise in doing something I really believe is worthless but that I am finishing for the sake of finishing.&amp;nbsp; I guess that's a good reason to finish any cause... well any cause that you don't suddenly realize should be abandoned.&amp;nbsp; There is an old Chinese proverb that says "No matter how far you have gone down the wrong path, turn back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-2106388841299396183?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/2106388841299396183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=2106388841299396183' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/2106388841299396183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/2106388841299396183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/04/o-henry.html' title='O. Henry'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-2926275992275184027</id><published>2010-04-11T20:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T20:39:41.979-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I listened to a lot of General Conference today.&amp;nbsp; Lots of it I was hearing for the second time.&amp;nbsp; It was kind of amazing.&amp;nbsp; It is always kind of funny how one can't help but feel that the there was some sort of personalized theme running through the whole conference and it's funny how an entirely different "one" can feel that same thing about a totally different and just as personalized theme.&amp;nbsp; So, on the count of three, let's all say what the theme was this time. 1... 2... 3!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-2926275992275184027?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/2926275992275184027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=2926275992275184027' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/2926275992275184027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/2926275992275184027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-listened-to-lot-of-general-conference.html' title=''/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-3456069972554846973</id><published>2010-04-10T18:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T19:00:21.011-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Combination</title><content type='html'>I have two cupcakes from Cupcake Royale in my refrigerator.&amp;nbsp; One of them is going to be given To Katy P. if she wants it.&amp;nbsp; The other one will be eaten by me for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is totally unrelated and credit fr it should be given to Emily Asplund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EQ8ViYIeH04&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EQ8ViYIeH04&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-3456069972554846973?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/3456069972554846973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=3456069972554846973' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/3456069972554846973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/3456069972554846973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-have-two-cupcakes-from-cupcake-royale.html' title='Combination'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-6570359998767446636</id><published>2010-03-30T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T19:21:36.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe it's more...</title><content type='html'>This is me and a friend. Dancing through the streets of Provo. The city in which I live. Tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_P06ywo6aVw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_P06ywo6aVw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-6570359998767446636?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/6570359998767446636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=6570359998767446636' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/6570359998767446636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/6570359998767446636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/03/maybe-its-more.html' title='Maybe it&apos;s more...'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-6645035358826352681</id><published>2010-03-28T17:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T17:02:23.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Lovers</title><content type='html'>I really like the film &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1103275/"&gt;Two Lovers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;That is all. &amp;nbsp;I just watched it again and I quite like it and I want the world to know that. &amp;nbsp;Maybe I think it's kind of funny because it's a little autobiographical. &amp;nbsp;Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-6645035358826352681?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/6645035358826352681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=6645035358826352681' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/6645035358826352681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/6645035358826352681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/03/two-lovers.html' title='Two Lovers'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-7876634037926635065</id><published>2010-03-24T20:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T20:46:13.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I live in Provo now, for the time being.&amp;nbsp; This should simplify some things.&amp;nbsp; I've been here for days but it feels like years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-7876634037926635065?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/7876634037926635065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=7876634037926635065' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/7876634037926635065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/7876634037926635065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-live-in-provo-now-for-time-being.html' title=''/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-2407659284179485703</id><published>2010-03-18T07:16:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T09:02:20.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson #5</title><content type='html'>We, the richest nation in the world, have failed in our responsibility to our own poor and to the disadvantaged across the world to help them advance their welfare in the most fundamental terms of nutrition, literacy, health and employment.&lt;br /&gt;-Robert Macnamara 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on a lighter note &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i2duYw2-yM4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i2duYw2-yM4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the rule used to be that you knew you had "made it" when you had your own action figure.&amp;nbsp; I think that having a cheeto portrait has to be at least as good, probably better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anybody seen the life size candy statue of the owner of Osaka in their foyer?&amp;nbsp; I like eating there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-2407659284179485703?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/2407659284179485703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=2407659284179485703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/2407659284179485703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/2407659284179485703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/03/lesson-5.html' title='Lesson #5'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-2838077655470017301</id><published>2010-03-16T18:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T18:30:21.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old bottles</title><content type='html'>I can't think of a part in the Old Testament, or even the scriptures which I love more; which is more tender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; "...Intreat me not to leave thee, &lt;i&gt;or&lt;/i&gt; to  return from &lt;a href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/ruth/1/16a" mark="a" style="color: black;" title="TG Family, Love within." type="B"&gt;following&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;  after thee: for whither thou goest, I will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/ruth/1/16b" mark="b" style="color: black;" title="TG Loyalty." type="B"&gt;go&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;; and where thou  lodgest, I will lodge: thy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/ruth/1/16c" mark="c" style="color: black;" title="TG Brotherhood and Sisterhood." type="B"&gt;people&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: black;"&gt;shall be&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;  my people, and thy God my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/ruth/1/16d" mark="d" style="color: black;" title="TG Conversion." type="B"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;:&amp;nbsp; Where thou diest, will I die, and there will I be buried: the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="smallcaps" style="color: black;"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; do so to me, and more also, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: black;"&gt;if&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: black;"&gt;ought&lt;/i&gt;  but death part thee and me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="verse"&gt;&lt;div id="ruth/1/17" onclick="return toggleMarked(event, this)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Some of Christ's feelings in the New Testament are, obviously, very tender and moving (I'm thinking of his reaction to the death of Lazarus and his friends pain at that death) but for some reason the above passage is particularly striking to me specifically it isn't coming from the Savior.&amp;nbsp; It's coming from just a normal human being who had figured out what it means to love.&amp;nbsp; I think she had that higher law stuff down a few centuries early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ruth/1/17" onclick="return toggleMarked(event, this)"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-2838077655470017301?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/2838077655470017301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=2838077655470017301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/2838077655470017301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/2838077655470017301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/03/old-bottles.html' title='Old bottles'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-6845351523836782630</id><published>2010-03-14T12:21:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T12:21:20.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy pi day</title><content type='html'>Today is Pi day. 3.14&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-6845351523836782630?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/6845351523836782630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=6845351523836782630' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/6845351523836782630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/6845351523836782630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-pi-day.html' title='happy pi day'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-8798356838747164089</id><published>2010-03-12T09:42:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T09:42:41.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news and Bad news</title><content type='html'>The good news is that my iPod shuffle is very clean.&amp;nbsp; The bad news is that is because it got washed, which means it no longer works... ah, but it's clean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-8798356838747164089?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/8798356838747164089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=8798356838747164089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/8798356838747164089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/8798356838747164089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/03/good-news-and-bad-news.html' title='Good news and Bad news'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-6087577514976428259</id><published>2010-03-10T21:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T21:19:12.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April Come She Will</title><content type='html'>I am so glad I can play the guitar, even though I am not that good at it.&amp;nbsp; But I can play this.&amp;nbsp; And, let's be honest.&amp;nbsp; The only reason anybody ever picked up a guitar in the first place was to play it for someone they loved.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lO9Ild2cvdg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lO9Ild2cvdg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-6087577514976428259?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/6087577514976428259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=6087577514976428259' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/6087577514976428259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/6087577514976428259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/03/april-come-she-will.html' title='April Come She Will'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-2275158447622561385</id><published>2010-03-10T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T15:29:04.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Too Shall Pass</title><content type='html'>Does anybody else find &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UJKythlXAIY"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, which OK Go won't let me embed,&amp;nbsp; incredibly inspiring?&amp;nbsp; Or maybe the video below?&amp;nbsp; Wow, I just love our whole species so damn much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qybUFnY7Y8w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qybUFnY7Y8w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I saw Crazy Heart with a lady friend of mine.&amp;nbsp; Not nearly as sad as The Wrestler, I'm glad I saw it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-2275158447622561385?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/2275158447622561385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=2275158447622561385' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/2275158447622561385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/2275158447622561385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-too-shall-pass.html' title='This Too Shall Pass'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-3834436715297482438</id><published>2010-03-09T10:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T10:42:22.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Heart</title><content type='html'>I haven't seen Crazy Heart yet.&amp;nbsp; I think that is one I will wait to see until it gets sunny and/or warmer.&amp;nbsp; I dunno, though.&amp;nbsp; Anybody out there wanna convince me otherwise?&amp;nbsp; Something tells me it's gonna be heartbreaking, am I wrong?&amp;nbsp; It seems like The Wrestler but with a guitar and no Pile Drivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y0349E7kFEM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y0349E7kFEM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, also, I used to drive that Suburban.&amp;nbsp; Who knows, maybe its the same one.&amp;nbsp; Of course, mine had a big dent in the right side from when I backed it into a pole.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-3834436715297482438?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/3834436715297482438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=3834436715297482438' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/3834436715297482438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/3834436715297482438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/03/crazy-heart.html' title='Crazy Heart'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-2651113681572100327</id><published>2010-03-06T11:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T17:13:13.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"She made up someone to be.  She made up somewhere to be from."</title><content type='html'>One day I will use this song in a film.&amp;nbsp; Probably I will star in that film and I will be a private detective. It will be my autobiography. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend gave me an iTunes gift card, which means I can continue to buy all of the amazing songs I hear on KRCL and tag with my iPhone.&amp;nbsp; That's the best thing my iPhone has done for me... really, it's the only thing it has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't let a fool kiss you... don't let a kiss fool you."&amp;nbsp; Who does Tom Waits think he is? Gee whiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sOvKH3hiEwA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sOvKH3hiEwA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel anxious because there is so much good stuff to be seen and so many good people to "connect" with, for lack of a better word, and I am afraid of all that I am missing.&amp;nbsp; This used to fear used to paralyze me, kind of like &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=we9_CdNPuJg&amp;amp;feature=PlayList&amp;amp;p=9CB711FA17AC66CB&amp;amp;index=0&amp;amp;playnext=1"&gt;those goats on youtube that freeze when you scare them&lt;/a&gt;, but I have gotten so much better.&amp;nbsp; Now, I kind of like the feeling.&amp;nbsp; When I say anxious, I mean like I feel the same way I would feel if I ran into a bear in the woods.&amp;nbsp; Does David pee in his pants when he encounters a bear in the woods?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, does anybody else like The National?&amp;nbsp; I noticed of the last 5 songs I have tagged, two have been by them.&amp;nbsp; I think I like these guys.&amp;nbsp; Right now I am listening to "Fake Empire,"&amp;nbsp; there is so much good stuff... too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-2651113681572100327?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/2651113681572100327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=2651113681572100327' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/2651113681572100327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/2651113681572100327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/03/she-made-up-someone-to-be-she-made-up.html' title='&quot;She made up someone to be.  She made up somewhere to be from.&quot;'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-1196153127916362379</id><published>2010-03-04T19:23:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T21:25:28.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>somethings coming</title><content type='html'>I would have to say today was pretty fantastic.&amp;nbsp; I spent several hours with a new-ish friend who feels like an old friend.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We ate fantastic food and watched parts of a few amazing movies and talked about books and art and people and soap and respect... you know, like the respect like the Indians respect stuff.&amp;nbsp; Like trees. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/S5BolgMJhoI/AAAAAAAAAKU/dQbkW0Y3-K8/s1600-h/IMG_1725.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I passed my Statistics test with flying colors.&amp;nbsp; Well, flying enough, anyway, especially considering the sickly circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this amazing Coach bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/S5BoYi4hMPI/AAAAAAAAAJs/QBANqTGJOpY/s1600-h/IMG_1723.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/S5BoYi4hMPI/AAAAAAAAAJs/QBANqTGJOpY/s320/IMG_1723.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I got this amazing camera bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/S5BobftfoJI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/4XD8aCIi22k/s1600-h/IMG_1724.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/S5BobftfoJI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/4XD8aCIi22k/s320/IMG_1724.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I considered buying this beautiful desk, but then came to my senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/S5BoWZcFrAI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Nib35hnb9JQ/s1600-h/IMG_1722.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/S5BoWZcFrAI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Nib35hnb9JQ/s320/IMG_1722.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened up the drawer and saw this little note, which made me kind of sad... but who knows, maybe it turned out alright for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/S5BoTuvG9xI/AAAAAAAAAJc/sVnAZZBYzPM/s1600-h/IMG_1721.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/S5BoTuvG9xI/AAAAAAAAAJc/sVnAZZBYzPM/s320/IMG_1721.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have been receiving mysterious postcards in the mail.&amp;nbsp; I got this one last week.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/S5BoeMCqz7I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/DBcG5fHLafs/s1600-h/IMG_1727.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/S5BoeMCqz7I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/DBcG5fHLafs/s320/IMG_1727.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/S5Bog3iIRxI/AAAAAAAAAKE/xk_xSKDtaek/s1600-h/IMG_1726.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/S5Bog3iIRxI/AAAAAAAAAKE/xk_xSKDtaek/s320/IMG_1726.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this one just today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/S5BojV_Dp_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/A92YZYAviKk/s1600-h/IMG_1728.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/S5BojV_Dp_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/A92YZYAviKk/s320/IMG_1728.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/S5BolgMJhoI/AAAAAAAAAKU/dQbkW0Y3-K8/s1600-h/IMG_1725.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/S5BolgMJhoI/AAAAAAAAAKU/dQbkW0Y3-K8/s320/IMG_1725.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&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;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they aren't as mysterious as all that, but, unsigned postcards with inspirational drawings and messages I think can be accurately described as mysterious no matter what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I did not take the time to change the pictures so that they would be facing the right way, but I got a thing I gotta do in 40 minutes and still need to shower and put on my new suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also ate 3 apples. I love apples, but not green ones. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I kinda feel like this and its a good feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xu7sRdRrm_w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xu7sRdRrm_w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-1196153127916362379?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/1196153127916362379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=1196153127916362379' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/1196153127916362379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/1196153127916362379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/03/somethings-coming.html' title='somethings coming'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/S5BoYi4hMPI/AAAAAAAAAJs/QBANqTGJOpY/s72-c/IMG_1723.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-2795836357693278016</id><published>2010-03-03T12:54:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T13:21:18.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I should have taken acid with you.  You know what I mean.</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I love March.&amp;nbsp; It's so hopeful.&amp;nbsp; Also, its kind of wonderful how doing a few simple things that make you happy really does help make you happy.&amp;nbsp; It's also wonderful how eliminating a few simple things that make you unhappy really does help make you not unhappy.&amp;nbsp; I think I was loaded down a little too much at the beginning of this year and then I loaded myself down a little too much at the beginning of this semester, but trimming the fat feels good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Also, and you might think I am too old for this, but you'd be wrong, there is nothing as exhilirating as talking with a beautiful and intelligent woman.&amp;nbsp; I really love March, even if it's raining, or if it decides to snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Even better than march are a lot of good friends and family members who want whats best for me.&amp;nbsp; I don't know where I'd be without those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what I am getting at with all of this is just saying thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what I am also trying to say is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/S47EuJlBtcI/AAAAAAAAAJU/bNciLCCw1H0/s1600-h/feels-good-head-0.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/S47EuJlBtcI/AAAAAAAAAJU/bNciLCCw1H0/s320/feels-good-head-0.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-2795836357693278016?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/2795836357693278016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=2795836357693278016' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/2795836357693278016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/2795836357693278016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-should-have-taken-acid-with-you-you.html' title='I should have taken acid with you.  You know what I mean.'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/S47EuJlBtcI/AAAAAAAAAJU/bNciLCCw1H0/s72-c/feels-good-head-0.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-6043909089542343290</id><published>2010-03-01T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T11:57:51.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheer Up Charlie</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, the cheerless don't need that stupid "Cheer up Charlie"Song from that Willie Wonka movie, sometimes they need this instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="225" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=9752986&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=9752986&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/9752986"&gt;70 Million by Hold Your Horses !&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user2732566"&gt;L'Ogre&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-6043909089542343290?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/6043909089542343290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=6043909089542343290' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/6043909089542343290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/6043909089542343290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/03/cheer-up-charlie.html' title='Cheer Up Charlie'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-4997784039565557664</id><published>2010-02-22T12:54:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T09:15:00.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Musings About Love, Mermaids and the Evils of CannibAlism</title><content type='html'>First of all, I would like to give a big "Shout Out" to Lisa Ruefenacht, who is really awesome and very lonely because her man lives in Texas.&amp;nbsp; Man, Texas.&amp;nbsp; Who does Texas she think she is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I wanna talk about The Swimming Song.&amp;nbsp; This song, like no other, has the ability to cause me to cry almost immediately.&amp;nbsp; If you see me and can hear this song, I am probably holding back tears.&amp;nbsp; This song reminds me of Lee Stratford, he showed it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GQJCL0wkALQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GQJCL0wkALQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, Becca Thomas, a friend of mine and Lee's wrote a movie about us and for us to act in.&amp;nbsp; In the movie Lee was very sad and anxious and terrified about life and women.&amp;nbsp; He sought me as his friend and oracle (and I think it was supposed to be implied that maybe I was in love with him).&amp;nbsp; So, I took him to a swimming pool to help him overcome his fear of water as a first step to living free and happy.&amp;nbsp; I taught him to swim.&amp;nbsp; I thought it was sweet.&amp;nbsp; While we were under the water he met a beautiful mermaid and learned how to love her and lived happily ever after.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I actually met two ever more beautiful mermaids and they tried to kill and eat me.&amp;nbsp; I learned to not let mermaids, or anything for that matter kill and/or eat me no matter how beautiful they are.&amp;nbsp; It seems that I had a thing or two to learn also.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my point is that Becca obviously new about my love for this song and Lee and wrote the movie based on them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.&amp;nbsp; I am absolutely going to do some informal swimming in a reservoir this summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-4997784039565557664?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/4997784039565557664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=4997784039565557664' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/4997784039565557664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/4997784039565557664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/02/some-musings-about-love-mermaids-and.html' title='Some Musings About Love, Mermaids and the Evils of CannibAlism'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-4696969841765130362</id><published>2010-02-18T23:51:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T13:12:32.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This post used to be about how horribly sick I have been since Tuesday, but I decided it was a bit too mopey.&amp;nbsp; It's true,&amp;nbsp; I have been feeling ill and this post is still a shameless plea for something to happen.&amp;nbsp; Call,send a telegram, come over and light my house on fire.&amp;nbsp; I'm bored.&amp;nbsp; Any change would be welcome.&amp;nbsp; Reading makes me nauseated so I can't study until that calms down.&amp;nbsp; Movies give me a headache.&amp;nbsp; My fever has been gone long enough to guarantee I am no longer contagious, so don't worry about catching the flu from me when you come over to light the house on fire.&amp;nbsp; I can't spread it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking with Electronic Lisa today and she asked me how I was feeling, I said, "Have you seen The Never Ending Story? Where Artax gives into the sadness in the swamp of despair? Yeah, it's prety much just like that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, folks, who watched this as a child and didn't cry?&amp;nbsp; Nobody.&amp;nbsp; Jeffrey Dahmer bawled at this part. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y688upqmRXo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y688upqmRXo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anybody out there has not seen this movie you need to change that right away.&amp;nbsp; I will help, you can ask me.&amp;nbsp; If you bring it t my house and watch it with me this weekend, I will name my guitar after you.&amp;nbsp; I am serious.&amp;nbsp; Not just my acoustic Norman,&amp;nbsp; I am talking about my Electric Blue 1962 Reissue American Strat with the Rosewood fretboard.&amp;nbsp; Strats don't get any prettier.&amp;nbsp; It's a good guitar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-4696969841765130362?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/4696969841765130362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=4696969841765130362' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/4696969841765130362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/4696969841765130362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/02/following-is-merely-shameless.html' title=''/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-1461616515173144800</id><published>2010-02-15T10:37:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T10:38:56.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Blue Monday</title><content type='html'>I watched &lt;i&gt;Moon&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;The Hurt Locker&lt;/i&gt; yesterday.&amp;nbsp; I watched them each twice.&amp;nbsp; I am going to take a break from sad movies and other sad things until at least the end of February, probably the end of March. Maybe forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-1461616515173144800?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/1461616515173144800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=1461616515173144800' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/1461616515173144800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/1461616515173144800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/02/goodbye-blue-monday.html' title='Goodbye Blue Monday'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-1256439696856882481</id><published>2010-02-11T10:17:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T12:33:31.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls</title><content type='html'>I am getting excited about seeing these kids this weekend.&amp;nbsp; I think the last of these four songs is my favorite.&amp;nbsp; I haven't decided which video is my favorite.&amp;nbsp; The second video is just some fan made thing, so its kinda crappy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SuoTjYYqe4c&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SuoTjYYqe4c&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, in case you didn't know, its all about guitar solos.  On the video just below 1:08-1:35 is the section in question.  Don't you dare just fast forward to that part. it's a bad habit to bypass the buildup and skip right to the climax. It makes it cheap and you lose the full effect.  If you have to do this for the guitar solo in "Whole Lotta Love" I understand, because those two minutes of buildup are really just nonesense. Led Zeppelin was oversexed and trying to trick us.  Also, it's not really ALL about guitar solos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NZZs5uwMMx8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NZZs5uwMMx8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lcqwfFKagH4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lcqwfFKagH4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a9vzgSloTtk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a9vzgSloTtk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-1256439696856882481?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/1256439696856882481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=1256439696856882481' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/1256439696856882481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/1256439696856882481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/02/girls.html' title='Girls'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-4524099348428788277</id><published>2010-02-09T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T18:51:58.822-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madeleine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chocolate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pen Pal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peru'/><title type='text'>Pen Pals and whatnot</title><content type='html'>I now have a PenPal.  Her name is Madeleine and she is 8 years old.  Ah, to be 8!  I think I have a pretty good handle on 8... well a better handle than most, anyway.  I doubt this PenPal correspondence will be completely honest.  I have big ideas.  This is, after all, the same girl to whom I gave her weight in Ghirardelli Chocolate for her Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Tangent: in 1956, when my father was 5 years old his uncle Shelby (who was the CEO of General Mills and, obviously, quite wealthy) called him on Christmas morning and asked to talk with him.  "Bill! Did you get the Pony?  I really hope you love the Pony," he said.  Although he easily could have afforded it, Shelby had sent him no Pony, he just got a kick out of having a kid believe him and then get crushed when his parents tried to explain why Shelby lied like that.  I think this was a pivot point in Shelby's relationship with my Paternal Grandparents.  That story really happened, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of feel like my birthday gift was kind of similar, with the exception of not crushing the Christmas dreams of children and mine was delicious.  I don't know what ended up happening to the chocolate, but I am sure Maddie didn't eat it all.  I was afraid Megan, Madeleine's mother, would throw it away, which is why I bought Ghirardelli.  You can't simply throw chocolate of that quality into the trash.  At the very least, you have to give it to someone.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wrote Madeleine the first letter today.  I now need to write it out by hand... on better paper... and then get it postmarked from Peru.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-4524099348428788277?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/4524099348428788277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=4524099348428788277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/4524099348428788277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/4524099348428788277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/02/pen-pals-and-whatnot.html' title='Pen Pals and whatnot'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-3684039060461076560</id><published>2010-02-08T17:26:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T17:30:25.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I spent today in Roy at a funeral.&amp;nbsp; It was nice.&amp;nbsp; I also finished reading a very good book, and I think I will read it again and then read its sequel... and then its equal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="100" width="200" data="http://www.usflashmap.com/component/cdt_new/cdt2_1.swf"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.usflashmap.com/component/cdt_new/cdt2_1.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="base" value="http://www.usflashmap.com/component/cdt_new/" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="      &amp;timer=1&amp;      &amp;time_template=3:ss;2:mm;1:hh;0:dd&amp;      &amp;time_color=0x000000&amp;      &amp;label_color=0x000000&amp;      &amp;background_color=0xFFFFFF&amp;      &amp;flare_view=false&amp;      &amp;time_label=d:DAY;h:HOUR;m:MIN;s:SEC&amp;      &amp;time_zone=(GMT -07:00) Mountain Time (US &amp; Canada)&amp;      &amp;event_time=year:2010;month:4;day:12;hour:0;minute:0;seconds:0&amp;      &amp;event_duration=year:0;month:0;day:0;hour:0;minute:0;seconds:0&amp; 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Well, not that they "shouldn't" be read into, but just that nothing reliable can be gleaned from reading into some things.&amp;nbsp; Actually, scratch that.&amp;nbsp; Who do I think I am kidding?&amp;nbsp; We are all saying things even when we aren't saying things and I am tired of playing dumb.&amp;nbsp; It's time I manned up to my Woman's Intuition.&amp;nbsp; It's actually quite easy to know why one does what one does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-2895883639130735339?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/2895883639130735339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=2895883639130735339' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/2895883639130735339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/2895883639130735339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/02/royal-you.html' title='woman&apos;s intuition'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-7876709541247935443</id><published>2010-02-05T18:26:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T18:48:26.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't stop me now</title><content type='html'>I just got done with my first midterm in 3 years.&amp;nbsp; We were supposed to study a recommended 6-8 hours but I decided to only study 45 minutes.&amp;nbsp; I missed one out of 54 questions, so I guess that was an okay choice.&amp;nbsp; I'm bragging.&amp;nbsp; Whatever.&amp;nbsp; Now I am going to see &lt;i&gt;The Hurt Locker&lt;/i&gt; and eat at The Pi.&amp;nbsp; Nobody can stop me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Shostakovich, I think, is the best possible person to listen to while studying. &lt;br /&gt;Also, today in my Logic class my professor said, "I go to be hanged on yonder scaffold." And I thought it was pretty funny, because what he was really doing was acknowledging that his logic was paradoxical, at least I think that's what he meant.&amp;nbsp; I like it when people just throw out somewhat obscure references references to old books as justification for their actions.&amp;nbsp; Or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-7876709541247935443?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/7876709541247935443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=7876709541247935443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/7876709541247935443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/7876709541247935443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/02/dont-stop-me-now.html' title='Don&apos;t stop me now'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-1839189216972345970</id><published>2010-02-04T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T15:27:41.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>I just did the best thing I have done in a very long time and feel better than I have in probably just as long.&amp;nbsp; I'd tell you, but it's a secret.&amp;nbsp; I just wanted you to know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-1839189216972345970?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/1839189216972345970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=1839189216972345970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/1839189216972345970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/1839189216972345970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/02/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-218461540813921862</id><published>2010-02-02T13:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T13:31:02.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling bloggy.&amp;nbsp; My doctor told me I can't run anymore because of various back problems/pressures.&amp;nbsp; I don't know if he means just outside on pavement or if I can't even run on a treadmill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livescience.com/animals/running-shoes-barefoot-running-100127.html"&gt;This Article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interests me, because maybe if I ran with better form I would have less back pain when I do it.&amp;nbsp; I tried that this morning while running on a treadmill.&amp;nbsp; I tried landing on the balls of my feet.&amp;nbsp; It actually hurt much less and was soooo much easier.&amp;nbsp; I was something of the king of that treadmill.&amp;nbsp; It was like running and having someone pushing me forward, I had to turn the thing up.&amp;nbsp; I think maybe bad form has been my problem for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may buy some of &lt;a href="http://www.vibramfivefingers.com/"&gt;these fancy shoes&lt;/a&gt;, which look ridiculous.&amp;nbsp; But, for what it is worth, the two people I have seen wearing them have the type of build I would like to have and do the types of exercise I think is the most natural and beneficial. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my mother's toxicology report came in this morning.&amp;nbsp; The only abnormal thing was that she had a slightly elevated level of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amitriptyline"&gt;Amitriptyline&lt;/a&gt; in her system.&amp;nbsp; She takes that stuff to go to sleep sometimes.&amp;nbsp; So, the coroner said he thought it was very likely that she just accidentally took a double dose, which happens frequently to people on lots of medications; I imagine especially when they have brain injuries.&amp;nbsp; And so it goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-218461540813921862?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/218461540813921862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=218461540813921862' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/218461540813921862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/218461540813921862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-feeling-bloggy.html' title=''/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-8176021266152841771</id><published>2010-02-02T04:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T06:52:20.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Groundhog Day</title><content type='html'>I'll watch this today with anybody who wants to.&amp;nbsp; Anybody.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b8LECmO9SeM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b8LECmO9SeM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, all I want to do is watch &lt;i&gt;The Umbrellas of Cherbourg&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; On my own.&amp;nbsp; In Paris.&amp;nbsp; In 1964.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-8176021266152841771?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/8176021266152841771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=8176021266152841771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/8176021266152841771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/8176021266152841771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/02/groundhog-day.html' title='Groundhog Day'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-6355886633713588822</id><published>2010-02-01T09:24:00.019-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T11:03:10.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't stand you 'cause your feet's too big</title><content type='html'>I'm waiting for various technological gadgets to sync with my computer machine and I was recently thinking about the following.&amp;nbsp; There are two deal breakers I have with a woman if I am interested in her.&amp;nbsp; One is having nasty (smelly, weird, overly long/skinny, crooked) feet.&amp;nbsp; The second is any use of the phrase "LOL" in a text/chat that is not at least partially ironic.&amp;nbsp; I hate it.&amp;nbsp; I imagine the feet one could be overcome and the truth is, it's only happened twice, but there is absolutely no overcoming the second deal breaker and I can think of four people off the top of my head who did that second thing in the last few weeks. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/in1eK3x1PBI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/in1eK3x1PBI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead, rail against me for my shallowness.&amp;nbsp; I don't care.&amp;nbsp; But, everybody has something like that.&amp;nbsp; I once knew a girl who broke up with a boy because he confused werewolves and vampires and that particular girl is twice the person we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, just because I am shallow, doesn't mean I didn't cry and cry when I watched &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KhQ2Mb_Xa7Y&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Umbrellas of Cherbourg&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;and maybe I still cry when I even think about it today.&amp;nbsp; And maybe I tried to watch it the other day for the first time in years, but lost my nerve a minute into the credits.&amp;nbsp; For any of you who don't know the story, Guy has to go to war for two years and that link is the scene where he tells her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With time, I hope to be able to associate &lt;a href="http://iwaitedforyounasa.ytmnd.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; with the song.&amp;nbsp; But, now that I think about it, it's kind of a sad story, too. Maybe it's also just too soon to make fun of the fact that we left Wall-E up there all alone and trapped in sand.&amp;nbsp; His only friend is on the other side of Mars and her battery is dying.&amp;nbsp; Nobody thinks she'll last another Martian winter.&amp;nbsp; Yeah, actually that's really sad.&amp;nbsp; They should fire those guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she should go and save him.&amp;nbsp; It would be like Wall-E and Rabbit Proof Fence and A.I. I wonder if that would make a good pitch.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-6355886633713588822?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/6355886633713588822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=6355886633713588822' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/6355886633713588822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/6355886633713588822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/02/your-feets-are-too-big.html' title='Can&apos;t stand you &apos;cause your feet&apos;s too big'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-8209676136866543121</id><published>2010-01-30T10:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T10:41:46.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rory Homan</title><content type='html'>If it weren't for Rory Homan, I'd know nothing of Harry Nilsson.&amp;nbsp; Thank God for the both of them.&amp;nbsp; This last week was good.&amp;nbsp; I watched some Chinese movies, got a lot done, bombed a quiz (I think this is the first time I have ever gotten such a poor grade on anything in academics and actually placed pen to paper.&amp;nbsp; I think it's good for me because normally if I thought I wouldn't get an "A" I would have trouble finding the motivation to do it.&amp;nbsp; I am becoming more and more okay with not needing to perform with perfection.) and watched a 16mm print of The Big Sleep.&amp;nbsp; There is a huge difference between a 16mm print and a 35mm print, by the way. I didn't think there would be, but boy there is.&amp;nbsp; I wish I could take today off, but I did a bit too much lallygagging in my down time over the week, so today I gotta play catch up.&amp;nbsp; Tonight, I do get to go photograph two beautiful friends of mine and go to a rock concert I am very excited about with people I am very excited about.&amp;nbsp; I am pleased.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-8209676136866543121?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/8209676136866543121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=8209676136866543121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/8209676136866543121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/8209676136866543121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/01/rory-homan.html' title='Rory Homan'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-8157644598896604428</id><published>2010-01-26T10:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:01:24.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not such happy times</title><content type='html'>I wanna make sure I've been clear about something.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Happy Times&lt;/i&gt; is a very good movie, but please do not watch it.&amp;nbsp; I made a joke at the beginning of the film, when it was funny, about how everybody would probably get cancer in the end and die.&amp;nbsp; If that had happened, the film would have been much, much happier.&amp;nbsp; Imagine the simplest and saddest thing happening to the most helpless type of person and you might be able to imagine how sad that film is.&amp;nbsp; Don't watch it, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am thinking about this, I am trying to analyze why it was so sad.&amp;nbsp; I think it is because being alone is the absolute saddest thing that can happen to a human being.&amp;nbsp; Really, think about it, that's what hell is.&amp;nbsp; And being alone is the absolute antithesis of Heaven.&amp;nbsp; Some people are okay with being alone, but the truth is, we can't be fulfilled alone.&amp;nbsp; Also, we can't be saved by ourselves.&amp;nbsp; It's a good thing I had a good friend with me when I watched that movie, otherwise I don't think I would have made it out of there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-8157644598896604428?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/8157644598896604428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=8157644598896604428' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/8157644598896604428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/8157644598896604428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-such-happy-times.html' title='not such happy times'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-5341010297443798022</id><published>2010-01-26T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T10:14:14.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Times with Gorgoroth and friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Happy Times&lt;/i&gt; is maybe the saddest movie I've seen. &amp;nbsp;I'm talking &lt;i&gt;Bicycle Theives&lt;/i&gt; sad. &amp;nbsp;Wow,&amp;nbsp; Zhang Yimou, I thought &lt;i&gt;To Live&lt;/i&gt; was your saddest movie.&amp;nbsp; Today I have decided to numb the sadness with some Norwegian Black Metal.&amp;nbsp; I'm not joking.&amp;nbsp; You may want to cross the street if you see me.&amp;nbsp; Also, I may or may not have toured an MMA training facility yesterday.&amp;nbsp; If I ever fight (which, I almost certainlt won't) I insist that I wear full Gorgoroth regalia.&amp;nbsp; Hold me to this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-5341010297443798022?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/5341010297443798022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=5341010297443798022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/5341010297443798022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/5341010297443798022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-times-with-gorgoroth-and-friends.html' title='Happy Times with Gorgoroth and friends'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-1090471719204796919</id><published>2010-01-22T09:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T09:12:04.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Garance and the old man sweater</title><content type='html'>Garance, I think Scott is right, but I also think you should get a man that looks good wearing one. &amp;nbsp;I happen to have such a man in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.garancedore.fr/en/2010/01/22/please-wear-it-for-me/"&gt;http://www.garancedore.fr/en/2010/01/22/please-wear-it-for-me/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-1090471719204796919?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/1090471719204796919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=1090471719204796919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/1090471719204796919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/1090471719204796919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/01/garance-and-old-man-sweater.html' title='Garance and the old man sweater'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-8661893302554841358</id><published>2010-01-21T08:56:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T09:37:24.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a man's world</title><content type='html'>Just in case anybody wondered, &lt;a href="http://www.garancedore.fr/en"&gt;Garance Doré &lt;/a&gt;is quite a bit better of a photographer and writer than her &lt;a href="http://www.thesartorialist.blogspot.com/"&gt;male counterpart&lt;/a&gt;.   But nobody pays her nearly as much attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, &lt;a href="http://nymag.com/nymetro/arts/books/reviews/11916/"&gt;Nicole Krauss&lt;/a&gt; is quite a bit better of a novelist than her &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jonathan_Safran_Foer"&gt;male counterpart&lt;/a&gt;. But, he seems to be everyone's focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a man's world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. There are still many days I wake up and the first thing I think about is&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The History of Love&lt;/span&gt;, which I honestly think I could never read again.  It's just too emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. Remember in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close&lt;/span&gt; when the grandmother says, "I hope you never love anything as much as I love you," to her grandson?  I remember that part.  The implications there are obvious... well obvious to me.  I think its safe to say that loving something in spite of the fear of pain that come from losing that something is always the right thing to do.  Often,  I'm terrified to love my children, my family and even my friends, but it won't stop me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-8661893302554841358?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/8661893302554841358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=8661893302554841358' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/8661893302554841358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/8661893302554841358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/01/mans-world.html' title='a man&apos;s world'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-4877449316385764065</id><published>2010-01-20T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T07:30:04.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Atheists in Foxholes</title><content type='html'>I am back in school for a semester and an LSAT prep course.  I just started the third week of the semester and somehow, with all of this busy-ness it feels like I am on the frontline of some battle, waiting for a barrage of artillery and I suddenly realize I really haven't finished digging my foxhole.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-4877449316385764065?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/4877449316385764065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=4877449316385764065' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/4877449316385764065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/4877449316385764065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/01/atheists-in-foxholes.html' title='Atheists in Foxholes'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-4105708968743344077</id><published>2010-01-18T09:21:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T09:50:26.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>death to the F-book</title><content type='html'>I just deactivated my Facebook account.  Supposedly it's the cool thing to do these days.  Unfortunately, it's only temporary.  I am doing it because of a bet that I will certainly win.  I have to admit, I am little worried about not wanting to ever go back.  I feel like I am deciding to "take a break" with my girlfriend and I am terrified that either she or I will decide that we're better without each other.  Oh no! What if facebook won't take me back?  It's a risk I'm willing to take.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-4105708968743344077?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/4105708968743344077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=4105708968743344077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/4105708968743344077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/4105708968743344077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/01/goodbye-cruel-world-its-over.html' title='death to the F-book'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-5801525882023657693</id><published>2010-01-13T07:06:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T07:21:46.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j5L7AnELNIM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j5L7AnELNIM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-5801525882023657693?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/5801525882023657693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=5801525882023657693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/5801525882023657693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/5801525882023657693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-7911386943466750979</id><published>2010-01-09T18:56:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T10:40:47.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...full of hollow on old Maxwell's Street</title><content type='html'>Home is weird.  I was driving home and listening to the radio and I heard this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/62aijTBZL1Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/62aijTBZL1Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as I heard the words, "I hope my pony knows the way back home" all I could think about was how the home I was driving to was so different then it used to be.  It actually doesn't exist anymore.  I think that is the shocking part of growing up, the realization that home is gone, that there is nothing beneath you to catch you.&lt;br /&gt;    So, anyway, I was thinking about that idea and that song and I was reminded of a situation I was once in that was so terrifying that the only thing I could think of was wanting to be home.  I literally kept repeating the words, "I just wanna be home," in my head. At one point I must have said it out loud because my friend made some joke about how we were old enough to know that our "homes" didn't exist anymore.  But the funny thing was that when I said "Home," I sincerely meant a heavenly one.  Everything had been stripped from me but that belief and at their barest, my bones could only believe in that.  When I got out of that situation I remember being quite startled as to how deeply that belief ran.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-7911386943466750979?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/7911386943466750979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=7911386943466750979' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/7911386943466750979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/7911386943466750979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-hope-my-pony-knows-way-back-home.html' title='...full of hollow on old Maxwell&apos;s Street'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-4829982059329422101</id><published>2010-01-05T06:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T06:46:01.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Drop Out, Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://popup.lala.com/popup/504684669549843440"&gt;Don't Drop Out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-4829982059329422101?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/4829982059329422101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=4829982059329422101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/4829982059329422101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/4829982059329422101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-drop-out-baby.html' title='Don&apos;t Drop Out, Baby'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-8003049687866938622</id><published>2010-01-03T12:38:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T20:14:37.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>through a glass, darkly</title><content type='html'>I wish I had heard about this earlier.  Two physicists are claiming that the presence of the elusive particle called the Higgs Boson causes such trouble for space/time and matter that The Future has to sabotage it's existence.  Apparently that's why the funding for the machine the USA was building to create and study Higgs Bosons got pulled before it could be built and that's also why the Large Hadron Collider in Europe keeps breaking down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"While it is a paradox to go back in time and kill your grandfather, physicists agree there is no paradox if you go back in time and save him from being hit by a bus. In the case of the Higgs and the collider, it is as if something is going back in time to keep the universe from being hit by a bus. Although just why the Higgs would be a catastrophe is not clear. If we knew, presumably, we wouldn’t be trying to make one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope this is true, but its pretty ridiculous.  However,  I have suspected Future Me may be working some sorts of sabotage on Present Me so I'll keep my mind open for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This link is th NYT article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/10/13/science/space/13lhc.html?_r=2"&gt;http://www.nytimes.com/2009/10/13/science/space/13lhc.html?_r=2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-8003049687866938622?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/8003049687866938622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=8003049687866938622' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/8003049687866938622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/8003049687866938622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2010/01/through-glass-darkly.html' title='through a glass, darkly'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-5890234518070711286</id><published>2009-12-31T08:41:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T09:34:23.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I was l0oking for something I really really wanted and after about 15 minutes I remembered that I liked it so much I gave it t0 somebody else so they could like it t0o.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-5890234518070711286?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/5890234518070711286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=5890234518070711286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/5890234518070711286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/5890234518070711286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-i-was-l0oking-for-something-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-2919030516863023276</id><published>2009-12-27T21:06:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T21:08:17.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ante meridiem</title><content type='html'>I basically took the month of December off.  I am glad I did, but tomorrow it's back to work.  I just set my alarms for 5:30am and 5:45am.  Ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-2919030516863023276?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/2919030516863023276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=2919030516863023276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/2919030516863023276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/2919030516863023276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2009/12/530-ante-meridiem.html' title='ante meridiem'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-1691614186644264062</id><published>2009-12-21T15:20:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T15:24:53.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My mother passed away last Thursday. Tonight is the first viewing and tomorrow is the Funeral.  My little sister wrote a beautiful obituary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/deseretnews/obituary.aspx?n=linda-bisson&amp;amp;pid=137501401"&gt;http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/deseretnews/obituary.aspx?n=linda-bisson&amp;amp;pid=137501401&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weird thing about all of this is just how complicated all of my feelings are.  Physically, I am just tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-1691614186644264062?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/1691614186644264062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=1691614186644264062' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/1691614186644264062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/1691614186644264062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-mother-passed-away-last-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-386396685365364755</id><published>2009-12-11T20:20:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T20:52:14.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you want to be Happy for the rest of your life...</title><content type='html'>My dear, dear Elizabeth Bevington-Seawright's birthday gift to me arrived yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/SyMMvBqyy5I/AAAAAAAAAFY/_-x4p0-kRaU/s1600-h/DHB_0393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/SyMMvBqyy5I/AAAAAAAAAFY/_-x4p0-kRaU/s400/DHB_0393.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414185179070778258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently I have developed a bad habit of liking women who are already taken.  I was watching James Bond last night and noticed he has the same bad habit.  He says its because it keeps things simple.  I think Mr. Bond may be right about that as long as its just physical, which, of course it could never be unless you are as cold as James Bond.  James Bond can do his job because he remains completely emotionally detached, this allows him to never care about anybody and to keep absolute secrecy.  So, kids, here is the rule; Never get involved with someone that is taken unless you are a cold hearted bastard and only want action - in which case, yeah, go for it... you cold hearted bastard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I read  &lt;i&gt;A History of Love&lt;/i&gt;, which was amazing, I fell in love with Nicole Krauss, the author.  Her book was dedicated to "Jonathan," who was quite obviously very lucky and with whom she was quite obviously very much in love.  As I started reading &lt;i&gt;Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close&lt;/i&gt; I noticed a similarity in style.  I noticed that the author of that book, Jonathan Safran Foer,  dedicated his book to "Nicole."  I quickly realized that these two were married.  It's kind of amazing that some people are just that lucky.  Or maybe its not luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elizabeth texted me a few weeks ago and told me she was at a live reading with Jonathan Safran Foer.  I, of course, told her to warn him of my intention to steal his wife.  I thought this was funny, and in that context it was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Jonathan Safran Foer's response to my declaration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/SyMPMFYCVxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/s1o3TTAYNZI/s1600-h/DHB_0394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/SyMPMFYCVxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/s1o3TTAYNZI/s400/DHB_0394.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414187877305308946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It says, "For David (my wife is mine!) Happy Happy to you... Jonathan Safran Foer"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, sir, I wouldn't worry too much about it.  I'm no cold hearted bastard and she doesn't even like me, so we're cool.  I'll see you in Brooklyn and I'll leave your wife alone, I promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/630738815092567733-386396685365364755?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/386396685365364755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=386396685365364755' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/386396685365364755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/386396685365364755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-you-want-to-be-happy-for-rest-of.html' title='If you want to be Happy for the rest of your life...'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/SyMMvBqyy5I/AAAAAAAAAFY/_-x4p0-kRaU/s72-c/DHB_0393.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-1247834895250405394</id><published>2009-12-09T10:30:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T16:12:13.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies?</title><content type='html'>My friend showed me this trailer, then I was going to tease her, then I watched it and I was like, awwwww.  But also, hmmm... amazing? and then I decided I'd post it here too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7aCZUb_dUGA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7aCZUb_dUGA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-1247834895250405394?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/1247834895250405394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=1247834895250405394' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/1247834895250405394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/1247834895250405394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2009/12/babies.html' title='Babies?'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630738815092567733.post-6981731663017241601</id><published>2009-12-08T11:40:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T15:30:13.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canis Lupus</title><content type='html'>I saw the Fantastic Mr. Fox on Friday night, but I was so exhausted that I fell right asleep.  I tried to take a nap before the movie but got interrupted by something I had to do.  So, I really didn't see it at all, and even if I had stayed awake, I missed the first 15 minutes because of that thing I had to do.&lt;br /&gt; Yesterday I went to see Coco Before Chanel, but we went into Fantastic Mr. Fox instead.  About 30 seconds into the film I realized this was absolutely the right decision.&lt;br /&gt; That was perfect and I absolutely loved everything about it.  Wes Anderson's films have the interesting quality of often aging in very interesting ways for me.  I am constantly reordering his films in my brain as to which ones are the best and which ones I love the most, et cetera.  I am sure as I see the film more times I will love new things about it and love it in new ways.  I haven't enjoyed seeing something that much in a very long time.  I cried during the part with the wolf.  I really did.  I think its because I really miss one of my friends and I bet that was his favorite part.  Also, that part was just perfect and there are those who would have thought it should be cut out because it was not necessary to the story, but it was.  It kind of actually was the story.  I haven;t read the book in a very long time and don't recall at all if anything like that happened in the book, but either way, it was perfect.  Perfect.  I rarely use that to describe a film or anything really.  But that part of that movie is perfect.  The entire movie Rushmore is perfect.  The Radiohead show at Bonnaroo was perfect.  The Bon Iver show at Gallivan this summer was perfect.  Also, there are some people I know that are perfect and they are getting even perfecter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick side-note, the scene where the boy foxes are diving there is a song in the background presumably coming from the Fox's radio.  It seems it isn't on the soundtrack to the film.  This has always been one of my absolute most favorite songs and I think any romantic inclinations I have come mostly from watching Robin Hood so many times when I was a kid.  I think I have literally seen this movie and the original Willy Wonka over a thousand times.  That is not an exaggeration.  I wore both of those VHS tapes completely out several times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G3Jf1P9wKIg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G3Jf1P9wKIg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I finished reading Breakfast of Champions.  God Bless you Mr. Vonnegut.  I miss you and wish you were still here but am kind of glad you don't have to be anymore.  I found you a bit late, and I consider you my grandfather.  Both of my grandfathers died when I was very young.  Grandpa Bisson (AKA Grandpa 'tucky - as in Kentucky - as in he looked like Colonel Sanders AND lived in Kentucky) died when I was 3 and Grandpa Hampton died when I was 6.  I don't remember Grandpa Tucky at all but I have many memories of grandpa Hampton.  I remember him putting me in the basket of his adult sized tricycle and taking me down to McDonald's and teaching me about Sausage McMuffins.  I remember him telling me that sometimes his brains would start for pour out of a hole in his forehead and I had to plug that hole up with my finger anytime he could feel a brain starting to slip out (this confused me very much, but I certainly didn't want my grandfather to continue to lose his brains so I complied.),  Anyway, I gotta go, this could go on forever.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Wes Anderson, Thank you Kurt Vonnegut and thank you friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630738815092567733-6981731663017241601?l=isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/feeds/6981731663017241601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=630738815092567733&amp;postID=6981731663017241601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/6981731663017241601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/630738815092567733/posts/default/6981731663017241601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isequaltotheloveyoumake.blogspot.com/2009/12/canis-lupis.html' title='Canis Lupus'/><author><name>Starman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433879916396052366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5U21MD8vzI/StyJ8bIBCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jdJ7p0JPtrU/S220/7324_184717500922_668995922_4241922_7529682_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
