<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922637210838992765</id><updated>2009-10-13T01:40:09.897-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Slightly South of Sane</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Tony Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12785261719042244537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922637210838992765.post-1990150844916335557</id><published>2008-11-08T10:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T10:16:12.443-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update Update Update</title><content type='html'>If you are still seeing this then you need to update your bookmark.&lt;br /&gt;The correct URL is &lt;a href="http://www.slightlysouthofsane.com/"&gt;http://www.slightlysouthofsane.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is that important? Because I've gone back to using my own host, that's why. Blogger and WordPress are great free tools but I really want to have more control over how things look and what I can do. So, update your bookmarks to &lt;a href="http://www.slightlysouthofsane.com/"&gt;http://www.slightlysouthofsane.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922637210838992765-1990150844916335557?l=slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/feeds/1990150844916335557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922637210838992765&amp;postID=1990150844916335557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/1990150844916335557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/1990150844916335557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/2008/11/update-update-update.html' title='Update Update Update'/><author><name>Tony Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12785261719042244537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10734021347133885468'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922637210838992765.post-299304311265042966</id><published>2008-11-07T20:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T20:03:10.427-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Barack Says</title><content type='html'>Has anybody else noticed that Barack Obama sounds just like Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson?&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for the day to come when Barack says "I'll lay the smackdown on your roodie-poo, candy ass!" to somebody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922637210838992765-299304311265042966?l=slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/feeds/299304311265042966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922637210838992765&amp;postID=299304311265042966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/299304311265042966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/299304311265042966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/2008/11/barack-says.html' title='The Barack Says'/><author><name>Tony Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12785261719042244537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10734021347133885468'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922637210838992765.post-694236757427547168</id><published>2008-11-04T22:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T22:41:34.560-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations</title><content type='html'>Congratulations Mr. President Elect, Barack Obama.&lt;br /&gt;You ran a clean campaign and the people have spoken. I wish you the best of luck in your new position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have one favor to ask.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't fuck up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922637210838992765-694236757427547168?l=slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/feeds/694236757427547168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922637210838992765&amp;postID=694236757427547168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/694236757427547168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/694236757427547168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/2008/11/congratulations.html' title='Congratulations'/><author><name>Tony Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12785261719042244537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10734021347133885468'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922637210838992765.post-5673450919561210235</id><published>2008-11-04T00:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T00:01:00.706-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote Vote Vote</title><content type='html'>It's time. GO VOTE!&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't get to take advantage of the early voting then get out there today and VOTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vote Democrat. Vote Green. Vote Independent. Vote Republican.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO VOTE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922637210838992765-5673450919561210235?l=slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/feeds/5673450919561210235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922637210838992765&amp;postID=5673450919561210235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/5673450919561210235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/5673450919561210235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/2008/11/vote-vote-vote.html' title='Vote Vote Vote'/><author><name>Tony Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12785261719042244537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10734021347133885468'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922637210838992765.post-6368175537176482081</id><published>2008-11-02T00:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T00:34:00.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay Me!</title><content type='html'>I've been cigarette free for four years now.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922637210838992765-6368175537176482081?l=slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/feeds/6368175537176482081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922637210838992765&amp;postID=6368175537176482081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/6368175537176482081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/6368175537176482081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/2008/11/yay-me.html' title='Yay Me!'/><author><name>Tony Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12785261719042244537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10734021347133885468'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922637210838992765.post-3325621452759594699</id><published>2008-11-01T08:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T09:30:50.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Vote!</title><content type='html'>Friday afternoon my wife and went and voted. It took us about 15 minutes from the time we arrived at the Supervisor of Election's office to get in, cast our votes and get back out. I hope you vote and that you consider voting for Obama for President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in my life I found myself voting mostly for Democrats. I hate that. Well, I don't hate that I voted mostly for Dems. I hate that I realized I was voting mostly for any one party over any other party. I'm not a fan of political parties in general. It just seems to me like too many politicans worry about "&lt;i&gt;what is best for the party&lt;/i&gt;" instead of "&lt;i&gt;what is best for the people.&lt;/i&gt;" You cannot win a major election without the financial backing of one of the big political parties. One person has come close in my generation but he bailed out towards the end. Keep in mind that he was filthy rich and could afford all of the expenses involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why did I vote mostly for the Dems? Because I found myself agreeing with more of the things done and said by the Dems candidates in my voting districts than I did with the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure some of you are still sitting there undecided on some of the issues, I can understand that. You may not even know what all of the issues are,&amp;nbsp; I still don't myself. There is one issue though I want to point out if you are voting in Florida. Amendment 2 is on the polls and we don't need it. Not now, not ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amendment 2 in Florida says: "&lt;i&gt;Inasmuch as marriage is the legal union of only one man and one woman as husband and wife, no other legal union that is treated as marriage or the substantial equivalent thereof shall be valid or recognized.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My objections to the Amendment start with my view that marriage is an institution of religion not law and should not have any legal impact or standing. I do not believe two people should be forced to agree to a religious ceremony/right to be able to express their love for each other and enjoy the legal benefits of such a relationship. There's that word "legal" again. Sadly the religious institue of marriage has become a matter of law in our country. I don't care if the two people are both men, both women or a man and woman. If you can find somebody in this world that loves you as much as you love them then you have done something right. You shouldn't need a 'marriage' to make it 'ok.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big problem with this amendment is the line "&lt;i&gt;...no other legal union that is treated as marriage or the substantial equivalent there of shall be valid or recognized.&lt;/i&gt;" Jack and Joan have worked hard all of their lives to provide for their families. In their later years Jack lost his wife to breast cancer and Joan's husband died in a tragic automobile accident. By chance they happened to meet at a formal dinner party and felt a connection. Over time they realized they loved each other and wanted to spend the time they had left together. Having spent so many years in wonderful marriages they decide not to get married to each other because they don't want to tarnish the memory of those they lost. Instead they decided to file for a legal domestic partnership so they can take care of each other should anything happen. They sell their homes, pack their bags and move to sunny South Florida. Things were great for the first couple of years but then it happened. Was it a heart attack for Jack? Did Joan have a stroke? I don't know. Sadly one of them wound up in the hospital and the other one could not legally speak on his/her behalf. Perhaps Jack had a great insurance policy provided through is retirement and he added Joan to it, now those benefits to Joan are gone. Maybe the property was paid for in Joan's name, now Jack has none of it. Look at that last line again. See how it could have a negative impact on Jack and Joan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two groups out there on Amendment 2. &lt;br /&gt;One is opposed to it: http://www.sayno2.com/&lt;br /&gt;One is supporting it: http://www.yes2marriage.org/&lt;br /&gt;Before you go vote in Florida's elections take the time to hear both points of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home after voting I found an interesting piece of mail waiting for me from the Republican Party of Florida. Take a look at the picture below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ76VfOeDpI/SQxlblkOSuI/AAAAAAAAAKc/fL0djMDK8Kk/s1600-h/osama_hidegoseek.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ76VfOeDpI/SQxlblkOSuI/AAAAAAAAAKc/sJmAfWHjhKc/s320-R/osama_hidegoseek.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Isn't that exactly what Osama, the guy in the picture, has done? He has run and he has been able to hide. Hell, we haven't been able to find him for the last seven years. I think that makes him the Hide &amp;amp; Go Seek champion of the world! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In March of 2002 President George W. Bush held a press conference where the subject of Osama bin Laden was brought up by reporters. Only six months into the war in Afghanistan President Bush indicates he has given up on finding the guy in the picture above. You know, the picture the Republican Party of Florida is using to say the search for Osama bin Laden won't be given up. My source for the quotes below is: http://www.whitehouse.gov/news/releases/2002/03/20020313-8.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Mr. President, in your speeches now you rarely talk or mention Osama bin Laden.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Why is that?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Also, can you tell the American people if you have any more information, if you know if he is dead or alive?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Final part&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;--&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;deep in your heart, don't you truly believe that until you find out if he is dead or alive, you won't really eliminate the threat of&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;--  &lt;br /&gt;THE PRESIDENT:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Deep in my heart I know the man is on the run, if he's alive at all.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Who knows if he's hiding in some cave or not; we haven't heard from him in a long time.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And the idea of focusing on one person is --&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;really indicates to me people don't understand the scope of the mission.  &lt;br /&gt;Terror is bigger than one person.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And he's just&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;--&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;he's a person who's now been marginalized.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;His network, his host government has been destroyed.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He's the ultimate parasite who found weakness, exploited it, and met his match.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He is&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;--&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;as I mentioned in my speech, I do mention the fact that this is a fellow who is willing to commit youngsters to their death and he, himself, tries to hide&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;--&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;if, in fact, he's hiding at all.  &lt;br /&gt;So I don't know where he is.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You know, I just don't spend that much time on him, Kelly, to be honest with you.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'm more worried about making sure that our soldiers are well-supplied; that the strategy is clear; that the coalition is strong; that when we find enemy bunched up like we did in Shahikot Mountains, that the military has all the support it needs to go in and do the job, which they did.  &lt;br /&gt;And there will be other battles in Afghanistan.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;There's going to be other struggles like Shahikot, and I'm just as confident about the outcome of those future battles as I was about Shahikot, where our soldiers are performing brilliantly.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We're tough, we're strong, they're well-equipped.  We have a good strategy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We are showing the world we know how to fight a guerrilla war with conventional means.  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But don't you believe that the threat that bin Laden posed won't truly be eliminated until he is found either dead or alive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PRESIDENT:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Well, as I say, we haven't heard much from him.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And I wouldn't necessarily say he's at the center of any command structure.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And, again, I don't know where he is.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;--&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'll repeat what I said.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I truly am not that concerned about him.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I know he is on the run.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I was concerned about him, when he had taken over a country.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I was concerned about the fact that he was basically running Afghanistan and calling the shots for the Taliban.  &lt;br /&gt;But once we set out the policy and started executing the plan, he became&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;--&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;we shoved him out more and more on the margins.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He has no place to train his al Qaeda killers anymore.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And if we&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;--&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;excuse me for a minute&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;--&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and if we find a training camp, we'll take care of it.  Either we will or our friends will. That's one of the things&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;--&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;part of the new phase that's becoming apparent to the American people is that we're working closely with other governments to deny sanctuary, or training, or a place to hide, or a place to raise money.  &lt;br /&gt;And we've got more work to do.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;See, that's the thing the American people have got to understand, that we've only been at this six months.  This is going to be a long struggle.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I keep saying that; I don't know whether you all believe me or not.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But time will show you that it's going to take a long time to achieve this objective.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And I can assure you, I am not going to blink.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And I'm not going to get tired.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Because I know what is at stake.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And history has called us to action, and I am going to seize this moment for the good of the world, for peace in the world and for freedom.  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmmmmmmmm. Sounds like there might be some communication issues in the party.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922637210838992765-3325621452759594699?l=slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/feeds/3325621452759594699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922637210838992765&amp;postID=3325621452759594699' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/3325621452759594699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/3325621452759594699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/2008/11/go-vote.html' title='Go Vote!'/><author><name>Tony Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12785261719042244537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10734021347133885468'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ76VfOeDpI/SQxlblkOSuI/AAAAAAAAAKc/sJmAfWHjhKc/s72-Rc/osama_hidegoseek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922637210838992765.post-3609916997212470661</id><published>2008-10-30T21:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T21:18:55.391-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ76VfOeDpI/SQpq1UHntVI/AAAAAAAAAKU/QTvoc9hqG0o/s1600-h/rohohal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ76VfOeDpI/SQpq1UHntVI/AAAAAAAAAKU/k-4HSoIttHE/s400-R/rohohal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Oh Rocky!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922637210838992765-3609916997212470661?l=slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/feeds/3609916997212470661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922637210838992765&amp;postID=3609916997212470661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/3609916997212470661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/3609916997212470661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Tony Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12785261719042244537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10734021347133885468'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ76VfOeDpI/SQpq1UHntVI/AAAAAAAAAKU/k-4HSoIttHE/s72-Rc/rohohal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922637210838992765.post-3382946367046040868</id><published>2008-10-26T11:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T11:34:38.922-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The One In Which I Am Sick</title><content type='html'>Monday my wife wasn't feeling too good and by Wednesday she was just miserable. I started feeling the effects of this nasty little thing Thursday night and yesterday was no walk in the park. Friday after work we went to see our doctor and he gave us some antibiotics to help get rid of this thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what happened with the haunted walking tour I wanted to go on? My wife and I went! We made it to the &lt;a href="http://www.pensacolahistory.org/"&gt;Pensacola Historical Society Museum&lt;/a&gt; about 650 thinking we would go on the 700 Red Light Distrct tour. Wrong! The earliest tour we could get on was the 800 tour. Luckily that was one of the RLD tours. I never knew Pensacola had an unoffically designated red light area. The area was in operation from the late 1800's through the late 1920's. Thirty years after the district had been cleared out by the city parents would still tell their daughters "Don't go South of Government St" because they didn't want them to be mistaken for working girls. The tour lasted an hour and we really had a great time. We didn't see any ghosts but it was very entertaining. If you're wondering why I went on the red light tour the answer is simple: I just didn't want to deal with screaming and/or silly kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the tour we learned something we didn't expect to learn. There is a peep show in downtown Pensacola! If you head down to the &lt;a href="http://www.pensacolalittletheatre.com/"&gt;Pensacola Little Theatre&lt;/a&gt; on a show night you might get to see more than you expected. The PLT is showing The Rocky Horror Show to celebrate the season and the fans are showing up in costume. Watching the "maids" show up was quite entertaining, but that wasn't the peep show part. The PLT was the last stop on the walking tour. Because we couldn't go into the building we stood across the street and listened to the story of the haunted stage. It turns out that in the past the town gallows stood where the stage now stands. Creepy. While listening to the story the people in the tour noticed that windows on the second and third floors on the left side of the front of the building were frosted. We quickly learned these windows are frosted to provide privacy as they are in front of the ladies restroom on the second floor and a changing room on the third floor. When it's dark outside and light inside the frosting on the windows doesn't hide much. I never realized how many women take the time to cover the toilet seat with toilet paper before they use it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click the image below to see a larger version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ76VfOeDpI/SQScArZaySI/AAAAAAAAAKM/kuSev4GVZ-4/s1600-h/rld_sign.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ76VfOeDpI/SQScArZaySI/AAAAAAAAAKM/iOCYkoCwdVI/s320-R/rld_sign.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/8922637210838992765-3382946367046040868?l=slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/feeds/3382946367046040868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922637210838992765&amp;postID=3382946367046040868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/3382946367046040868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/3382946367046040868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-in-which-i-am-sick.html' title='The One In Which I Am Sick'/><author><name>Tony Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12785261719042244537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10734021347133885468'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ76VfOeDpI/SQScArZaySI/AAAAAAAAAKM/iOCYkoCwdVI/s72-Rc/rld_sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922637210838992765.post-2846802522193359648</id><published>2008-10-22T19:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T19:43:29.539-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh That Johnny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ76VfOeDpI/SP_IZafG4rI/AAAAAAAAAKE/p0F_rWb6uL0/s1600-h/sleepy_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img align="left" border="0" hspace="3" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ76VfOeDpI/SP_IZafG4rI/AAAAAAAAAKE/d416yPqnhmo/s200-R/sleepy_2.jpg" vspace="3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Johnny Depp is an incredible actor. There, I said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is today's Halloween Movie Suggestion: Sleepy Hollow!&lt;br /&gt;Didn't I recommend that one already? Sort of. This time I expect you to put the kids to bed and get the Sleepy Hollow DVD staring Johnny Depp out and settle in for a nice scare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time around Ichabod Crane isn't the awkward school teacher of old. This time he's the awkward police officer sent from New York to investigate the murders in Sleepy Hollow. Ichabod has some new detecting theories to test and the Headless Horseman is going to give him plenty of opportunities to test them. This is a great take on a classic story. Turn down the lights, find somebody to hold and get ready to scream together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922637210838992765-2846802522193359648?l=slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/feeds/2846802522193359648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922637210838992765&amp;postID=2846802522193359648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/2846802522193359648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/2846802522193359648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-that-johnny.html' title='Oh That Johnny'/><author><name>Tony Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12785261719042244537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10734021347133885468'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ76VfOeDpI/SP_IZafG4rI/AAAAAAAAAKE/d416yPqnhmo/s72-Rc/sleepy_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922637210838992765.post-1625480985211717195</id><published>2008-10-19T08:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T08:46:31.058-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Of The Living Dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/d/d1/Night_of_the_Living_Dead_affiche.jpg/429px-Night_of_the_Living_Dead_affiche.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img align="left" border="0" height="200" hspace="3" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/d/d1/Night_of_the_Living_Dead_affiche.jpg/429px-Night_of_the_Living_Dead_affiche.jpg" vspace="3" width="143" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's not October without a showing of Night of The Living Dead. The modern zombie got his brain craving start with this George Romero classic and every horror fan should take time to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie hit theatres on October 1st 1968. This is significant because the MPAA rating system did not come out until November 1968. What did this mean for the movie? It meant that theatre owners weren't overly concerned about who saw the movie and sold tickets to anybody that had the money to buy them. The level of gore in this movie was unprecedented and nobody really knew what to expect. Young childern that saw the movie were blown away. The following excerpts from &lt;a href="http://rogerebert.suntimes.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/19670105/REVIEWS/701050301/1023"&gt;RogerEbert.com&lt;/a&gt; make this quite clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;There were maybe two dozen people in the audience who were over 16 years old. The rest were kids, the kind you expect at a Saturday afternoon kiddie matinee. This was in a typical neighborhood theater, and the kids started filing in 15 minutes early to get good seats up front. The name of the movie was "&lt;a href="http://rogerebert.suntimes.com/apps/pbcs.dll/classifieds?category=REVIEWS01&amp;amp;TITLESearch=The%20Night%20of%20the%20Living%20Dead&amp;amp;ToDate=20081231"&gt;The Night of the Living Dead&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to see it because it's been a long time since I saw my last horror movie. I vaguely remember some stuff from the 1950s, like "Creature from the Black Lagoon" or "Attack of the Crab Monsters." They were usually lousy, but it was fun to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that was 10 years ago. Since then, there's been a lot of talk about violence in the movies, and it seemed about time to see another horror film. The audience for horror movies is mostly drawn from children and adolescents. They usually play in drive-in or neighborhood theaters, and by tradition they're the most frankly violent kind of films. "&lt;a href="http://rogerebert.suntimes.com/apps/pbcs.dll/classifieds?category=REVIEWS01&amp;amp;TITLESearch=Night%20of%20the%20Living%20Dead&amp;amp;ToDate=20081231"&gt;Night of the Living Dead&lt;/a&gt;" seemed like a reasonable choice; it was selected by the National Association of Theater Owners as "exploitation picture of the month."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the kids came early, as I said. There were a few parents, but mostly just the kids, dumped in front of the theater for the Saturday matinee (admission 40 cents). A lot of kids were racing up the aisles on urgent missions, and other kids were climbing over the backs of seats, and you'd see a gang of kids passing a box of popcorn back and forth. Occasionally some kid would get whacked by his big sister because he wouldn't shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a cheer when the lights went down. The opening scene was set in a cemetery (lots of delighted shrieks from the kids), where a teen-age couple are placing a wreath on a grave. Suddenly a ghoul appears and attacks the boy and the girl flees to a nearby farmhouse. The ghoul looked suitably decayed, with all sorts of bloody scars on his face, and he walked in the official ghoul shuffle. More screams from the kids. Screaming is part of the fun, you'll remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(spoilers removed) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids in the audience were stunned. There was almost complete silence. The movie had stopped being delightfully scary about halfway through, and had become unexpectedly terrifying. There was a little girl across the aisle from me, maybe nine years old, who was sitting very still in her seat and crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think the younger kids really knew what hit them. They were used to going to movies, sure, and they'd seen some horror movies before, sure, but this was something else. This was ghouls eating people up -- and you could actually see what they were eating. This was little girls killing their mothers. This was being set on fire. Worst of all, (spoiler removed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt real terror in that neighborhood theater last Saturday afternoon. I saw kids who had no resources they could draw upon to protect themselves from the dread and fear they felt.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! When was the last time you saw a review like that? Now do you see why I consider this one of the greatest horror movies of all time? At Google Video you can watch the movie in full as well as download a copy for your iPod/iPhone. Simply &lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-2956447426428748010&amp;amp;ei=rDT7SJzELpHuqAKsrJHsDg&amp;amp;q=night+of+the+living+dead&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;. Did I just say Google will let you download a copy? Yes I did! Due to a mistake made during the titling of the film the copyright notice was left off and the movie has become part of the public domain. You don't even have to go to Google to enjoy the film because I present to you: The Night Of The Living Dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="abp-objtab-007393426244345902 visible ontop" href="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docid=-2956447426428748010&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=true" style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" id="VideoPlayback" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docid=-2956447426428748010&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=true" style="height: 326px; width: 400px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922637210838992765-1625480985211717195?l=slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/feeds/1625480985211717195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922637210838992765&amp;postID=1625480985211717195' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/1625480985211717195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/1625480985211717195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/2008/10/night-of-living-dead.html' title='Night Of The Living Dead'/><author><name>Tony Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12785261719042244537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10734021347133885468'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922637210838992765.post-3111954125528405550</id><published>2008-10-18T19:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T20:14:22.208-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Avast Ye Scurvy Dogs! Perpare To Hand Out Candy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ76VfOeDpI/SPqG1fEJRDI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/BBKZIhs3Uzs/s1600-h/potc_cotbp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img align="left" border="0" hspace="3" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ76VfOeDpI/SPqG1fEJRDI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/CsU7qyYdLiM/s320-R/potc_cotbp.jpg" vspace="3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pirates of The Caribbean: Curse of The Black Pearl is another great Halloween film. Wait, a pirate movie? Yes, a pirate movie! But not just any pirate movie because this one is full of the undead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of the Halloween fun comes in the form of make-believe. We put on costumes. We fire up our imaginations. We look for monsters in shadows. This movie inspires us to do all of these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to know what the best part of the movie is? The fact that it was the inspiration for more and more people to dress up like pirates for Halloween. Have you seen some of the pirate costumes for women? Thank you Mr. Disney.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922637210838992765-3111954125528405550?l=slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/feeds/3111954125528405550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922637210838992765&amp;postID=3111954125528405550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/3111954125528405550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/3111954125528405550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/2008/10/avast-ye-scurvy-dogs-perpare-to-hand.html' title='Avast Ye Scurvy Dogs! Perpare To Hand Out Candy.'/><author><name>Tony Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12785261719042244537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10734021347133885468'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ76VfOeDpI/SPqG1fEJRDI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/CsU7qyYdLiM/s72-Rc/potc_cotbp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922637210838992765.post-3259595114461455726</id><published>2008-10-18T07:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T07:59:02.487-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And Now For Something Different</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d49m6G9vOrI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d49m6G9vOrI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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/8922637210838992765-3259595114461455726?l=slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/feeds/3259595114461455726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922637210838992765&amp;postID=3259595114461455726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/3259595114461455726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/3259595114461455726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-now-for-something-different.html' title='And Now For Something Different'/><author><name>Tony Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12785261719042244537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10734021347133885468'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922637210838992765.post-7347948886259372285</id><published>2008-10-15T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T19:59:21.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Your Haunt On</title><content type='html'>Are you planning on going to any haunted houses this year? I would love to hear about them. Leave a comment and some links!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I don't want to go to the typical haunted house filled with actors, stage blood and strobe lights. What is with the damn strobe lights anyways? They aren't scary and they cause headaches. Because I am on call Halloween night I actually won't be going anywhere that night. I'm hoping to go out the weekend before and taking one of the haunted walking tours in downtown Pensacola with my wife. There are guides that take you on a tour of downtown Pensacola to the places that are supposed to be haunted. Will we see a ghost? Probably not. Will we have a good time? I sure hope so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922637210838992765-7347948886259372285?l=slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/feeds/7347948886259372285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922637210838992765&amp;postID=7347948886259372285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/7347948886259372285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/7347948886259372285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/2008/10/get-your-haunt-on.html' title='Get Your Haunt On'/><author><name>Tony Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12785261719042244537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10734021347133885468'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922637210838992765.post-5497397867918974304</id><published>2008-10-12T19:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T19:28:32.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Legend of Sleepy Hollow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ76VfOeDpI/SPKTM2M5NMI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/WXrtld4ycY8/s1600-h/old_headless.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img align="left" border="0" hspace="3" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ76VfOeDpI/SPKTM2M5NMI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5ec05jFfm8A/s200-R/old_headless.jpg" vspace="3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Disney's "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow" is perfect for Halloween. This movie is old enough that some of you probably haven't seen it. Too often we're spoiled by computer effects in film and computer generated animation. This film takes you back to the days of hand drawn animation. A half hour of animation narrated by Bing Crosby tells the story of awkward Ichabod Crane as he falls for the local beauty. Her suitor knows how superstitious Ichabod is and tells him the story of The Headless Horseman in an attempt to scare him out of town. But is it just a story? Is there some truth to the legend? Watch the movie and find out. This is great Halloween fun for the whole family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922637210838992765-5497397867918974304?l=slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/feeds/5497397867918974304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922637210838992765&amp;postID=5497397867918974304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/5497397867918974304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/5497397867918974304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/2008/10/legend-of-sleepy-hollow.html' title='The Legend of Sleepy Hollow'/><author><name>Tony Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12785261719042244537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10734021347133885468'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ76VfOeDpI/SPKTM2M5NMI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5ec05jFfm8A/s72-Rc/old_headless.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922637210838992765.post-8581964318748182168</id><published>2008-10-10T20:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T21:00:21.842-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mostly Harmless</title><content type='html'>I saw the urologist today and I have both good and bad news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Good news: The backup of shattered stone fragments is gone! The last week I have felt like I worked for the Slate Gravel Company. Also, most of the remaining fragments in the kidney is gone as well! Wahoo!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bad news: The few pieces left in the kidney are going to hurt if and when they come out. The doctor says I may never get rid of all of them but the few pieces are so small it's not enough to worry about. The down side is one is working it's way out now. Ah well, so goes life. I'm still upbeat from the good news part. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently learned that I work with two of the three authors of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Pro-Server-2008-Reporting-Services/dp/1590599926/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1223689996&amp;amp;sr=8-1" target="_blank"&gt;Pro SQL Server 2008 Reporting Services&lt;/a&gt;. Granted, we don't work side by side but we do see each other every day in the work environment and I have used one as an on the job resource for SQL Server &amp;amp; Studio questions that have come up at the help desk. Knowing an opportunity when I see it, some of the time, I've asked one of them for pointers and help in learning SQL and it's like tore down a dam holding back a lake of knowledge. I plan to learn as much as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another on the job benefit that just came my way. The corporation I work for has spent I don't know how much money on training resources for the help desk. Why don't I know how much money? Because when I saw the resources that are being made available to us ran into the thousands of dollars I decided I was better off not knowing the total. We have training resources available for most CompTIA, Cisco, Microsoft, Oracle and you name it certifications. Because they are online resources (videos/books/software/etc..) we can use them from home or work. Hot damn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922637210838992765-8581964318748182168?l=slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/feeds/8581964318748182168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922637210838992765&amp;postID=8581964318748182168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/8581964318748182168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/8581964318748182168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/2008/10/mostly-harmless.html' title='Mostly Harmless'/><author><name>Tony Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12785261719042244537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10734021347133885468'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922637210838992765.post-1410257219018540406</id><published>2008-10-07T20:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T20:55:50.207-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>It's October and the greatest holiday of the year is coming. Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;So, what movie should you watch this month? Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a catch to watching Halloween. You can either watch the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Halloween_%28film%29"&gt;original movie&lt;/a&gt; or the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Halloween_%282007_film%29"&gt;Rob Zombie directed re-make&lt;/a&gt;. Although you could watch both the original and the re-make if you're really dedicated to the cause. You cannot watch any of the insane sequels that followed. The sequels started poorly and only got worse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are looking for the original edge of your seat, creepy music and young Jamie Lee Curtis thrill then you want the original. If you are looking for more realistic gore, a deeper story line and more exposed female flesh then you want the remake. You really can't go wrong with either choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brief plot summary: Young Michael Myers murders his sister one Halloween night and is committed to psychiatric hospital. Years later Michael escapes and the slayings begin. But what motivates Michael? Is it his baby sister he left behind when he was committed? If so, will she live? Will she die? Will her friends run naked through a deserted house for no real reason other than putting some flesh on film? You'll have to watch the movies and find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grab that DVD, or VHS if you still have it, pop some popcorn, turn down the lights and let the movie scare the hell out of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More movies to come this month!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922637210838992765-1410257219018540406?l=slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/feeds/1410257219018540406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922637210838992765&amp;postID=1410257219018540406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/1410257219018540406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/1410257219018540406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Tony Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12785261719042244537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10734021347133885468'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922637210838992765.post-8032624452266797791</id><published>2008-10-06T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T22:01:05.265-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Octoberfest</title><content type='html'>It's that time of year. Octoberfest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, not the beer. The movies! There is no better month in the year than October to watch scary movies. During the month I'll provide suggestions of movies you may enjoy. You can have your own scary movie festival. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, it's a great month for beer too. I had McGuire's Octoberfest brew for my birthday plus I've enjoyed some pumpkin ale and cherry wheat ale so far this month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922637210838992765-8032624452266797791?l=slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/feeds/8032624452266797791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922637210838992765&amp;postID=8032624452266797791' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/8032624452266797791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/8032624452266797791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/2008/10/octoberfest.html' title='Octoberfest'/><author><name>Tony Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12785261719042244537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10734021347133885468'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922637210838992765.post-2290118867113306903</id><published>2008-10-03T15:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T15:52:46.727-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysia Has My Money!</title><content type='html'>You have probably received an e-mail like this before.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help but reply to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Mr AZRA JEFFERY SALLEH . I am a legal practitioner with Hat Law Firm  in Kuala Lumpur Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw your contact and profile i decided that you could cooperate with me in  this proposition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a client who was deceased in November, 2001, in Kuala Lumpur Malaysia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm contacting you because you have the same surname as my deceased client and i  felt that you could help me in the distribution of funding that were left in my  deceased client's bank account. This funding is closed to be declared  UN-serviceable by the bank as there were no indicated next of kin or next of  beneficiary of the funding in the bank account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bank had issued to me a notification to contact the next of kin of my  deceased client for either to re-activate the bank account or to make claim of&amp;nbsp;  beneficiary, of the funding in the bank account, with a month surcharge of 6% to  be deducted as an Escrow safe keeping fee of the bank account,so as to avoid the  indefinite closure of the bank account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My proposition to you is to seek your consent, and to present your kind self as  the next-of-kin and beneficiary of my deceased client, since you have the same  last name with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means that the proceeds of his bank account would be paid to you as his  next of kin or the legitimate beneficiary. When the proceeds in his bank account  are paid to you, we would share the proceeds on a mutually agreed-upon  percentage of 60% to me and 40% to your kind self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the legal documents to back up your claim as my client's next-of-kin would&amp;nbsp;  be provided by me. The most important thing I would need is your honest  cooperation to in this proposition.This would be done under a legitimate  arrangement that would protect you from any breach of the law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this business proposition offends your moral and ethic values, do accept my  sincere apology. Please contact me at once if you're interested by replying this  mail and ignore it if you are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best regards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr AZRA JEFFERY SALLEH , Esq&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My response:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You're the son of a bitch with my uncle's money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will promptly release 100% of the funds owed to me as the next-of-kin or I will bring the US government down on your ass so fast you won't have time to yell "Holy Shit!"&lt;br /&gt;You KNOW how the US government is. We'll bomb another country back to the stone age, a short trip for some, over the smallest thing. Hell, we'll do it just because we can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now quit fucking around and give my my uncle's money. Small, non-sequential bills are preferred.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just can't stop myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922637210838992765-2290118867113306903?l=slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/feeds/2290118867113306903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922637210838992765&amp;postID=2290118867113306903' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/2290118867113306903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/2290118867113306903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/2008/10/malaysia-has-my-money.html' title='Malaysia Has My Money!'/><author><name>Tony Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12785261719042244537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10734021347133885468'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922637210838992765.post-3752784811549979811</id><published>2008-09-27T20:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T20:53:23.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Z Is For Zombie</title><content type='html'>I saw this in the book store tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Om mani padme braaaaaains.&lt;br /&gt;Om mani padme braaaaaains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ76VfOeDpI/SN7jfyyqo2I/AAAAAAAAAJs/SPGGmBqgheI/s1600-h/z+is+for+zombie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ76VfOeDpI/SN7jfyyqo2I/AAAAAAAAAJs/ks83Xb2IZyI/s320-R/z+is+for+zombie.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/8922637210838992765-3752784811549979811?l=slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/feeds/3752784811549979811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922637210838992765&amp;postID=3752784811549979811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/3752784811549979811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/3752784811549979811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/2008/09/z-is-for-zombie.html' title='Z Is For Zombie'/><author><name>Tony Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12785261719042244537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10734021347133885468'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ76VfOeDpI/SN7jfyyqo2I/AAAAAAAAAJs/ks83Xb2IZyI/s72-Rc/z+is+for+zombie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922637210838992765.post-7133408322878184171</id><published>2008-09-27T10:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T10:16:18.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Year Ago &amp; Tonight</title><content type='html'>Last year my wife and I went out for a nice lunch to celebrate my birthday. Sadly, as we were leaving the restaurant, our vehicle was hit by another driver. Luckily the damage wasn't too bad and we could still drive, although my wife did have a nasty bruise on her back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though my birthday isn't until tomorrow we're going out to dinner tonight to celebrate. Let's hope the other drivers out tonight are more careful than last year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922637210838992765-7133408322878184171?l=slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/feeds/7133408322878184171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922637210838992765&amp;postID=7133408322878184171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/7133408322878184171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/7133408322878184171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/2008/09/year-ago-tonight.html' title='A Year Ago &amp; Tonight'/><author><name>Tony Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12785261719042244537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10734021347133885468'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922637210838992765.post-616006024986700318</id><published>2008-09-26T18:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T18:20:55.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I had a couple of x-rays done in preperation for my visit to the urologist's office today. I also shot a stone fragment at the back of the urinal at work. It made a lovely *Plink!* sound and I was able to save it. Why save it? Because it was the biggest fragment yet and the doctor wants those to help figure out what causes them in me. That way we can adjust my diet to help prevent them, I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how were the x-rays? Disappointing in my opinion. I would estimate 3/4 of the giant stone is still in my right kidney. Only instead of being one big mass it has shattered into many little pieces that simply haven't worked their way out yet. The doctor wasn't worried about that but I was really hoping the kidney would be clear. Ah well. Then things got worse. Forgive me for not knowing all of the correct terms. The prostrate puts pressure on the tube that allows urine to flow out from the bladder. The pressure from the prostrate is enough to narrow that tube enough that I now have a back up of shattered stones that can't get out. To fix this the doctor has me on some muscle relaxers (Flomax) that will, hopefully, open that path enough to let them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get some good news from the doctor. My birthday is Sunday and I plan on going out to dinner with my wife Saturday night to celebrate. At dinner I am quite sure I will have a beer and I was worried about alcohol and pills being a bad mix. I asked the doctor if I should be worried about any interactions and he told me that wasn't a problem with those pills. Then he said something intersting. He pointed out that in today's society doctors really shouldn't say anything positive about alcohol but went on to say that beer is a great diuretic for people that can drink without becoming drunks. Do you realize what this means? My doctor has told me to drink beer! YES! I still have some of the pumpkin ale left and I picked up a six pack of Sam Adam's Cherry Wheat at the store while grocery shopping with my wife after the appointment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922637210838992765-616006024986700318?l=slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/feeds/616006024986700318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922637210838992765&amp;postID=616006024986700318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/616006024986700318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/616006024986700318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/2008/09/damn.html' title='Damn'/><author><name>Tony Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12785261719042244537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10734021347133885468'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922637210838992765.post-6676074118429336686</id><published>2008-09-24T16:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T17:03:10.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How is it...</title><content type='html'>How is it we can have $700,000,000,000.00 to bail out Wall St. companies but we can't provide more affordable health care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it we can have $700,000,000,000.00 to bail out Wall St. companies but we can't provide more affordable mental health care? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it we can have $700,000,000,000.00 to bail out Wall St. companies but we can't put more money into the public schools?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it we can have $700,000,000,000.00 to bail out Wall St. companies but we can't provide more cost effective and environmentaly friendly public transportation? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it we can have $700,000,000,000.00 to bail out Wall St. companies but we can't provide more affordable housing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it we can have $700,000,000,000.00 to bail out Wall St. companies but we can't find a way not to pay close to $4 a gallon for gas? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it we can have $700,000,000,000.00 to bail out Wall St. companies and the people don't take to the streets with thoughts of a revolution on their mind?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922637210838992765-6676074118429336686?l=slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/feeds/6676074118429336686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922637210838992765&amp;postID=6676074118429336686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/6676074118429336686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/6676074118429336686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-is-it.html' title='How is it...'/><author><name>Tony Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12785261719042244537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10734021347133885468'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922637210838992765.post-5834851464181739859</id><published>2008-09-21T13:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T13:10:48.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nein!</title><content type='html'>With Fall at hand I had a craving for a pumpkin ale Sunday. To cure the crave I decided to stop at the grocery store after picking my wife up from work and buying a few bottles. Care to guess what happened? I was told I couldn't buy any. Not because I'm underage, I'm going to be 36 on the 28th. It's not because I was broke, I had the money. It was because the time was 12:54pm and I wasn't allowed to buy beer. Apparently there is some dumbass law here that prevents the sale of alcohol untl 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't we evolved enough as a society that we can do away with the religion based laws in this country?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922637210838992765-5834851464181739859?l=slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/feeds/5834851464181739859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922637210838992765&amp;postID=5834851464181739859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/5834851464181739859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/5834851464181739859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/2008/09/nein.html' title='Nein!'/><author><name>Tony Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12785261719042244537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10734021347133885468'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922637210838992765.post-3661615164183996881</id><published>2008-09-19T21:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T21:22:52.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yee-Haw!</title><content type='html'>When I woke up the other day I expected a number of things to happen during the day.&lt;br /&gt;One thing I didn't expect to happen was to look up and see a black guy dressed like a cowboy riding a horse while listening to his iPod in downtown Pensacola, FL. I know, it sounds hard to believe. Good thing I had my iPhone handy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ76VfOeDpI/SNRd15C4iAI/AAAAAAAAAJk/bbYvUM3_oCg/s1600-h/da_cowboy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ76VfOeDpI/SNRd15C4iAI/AAAAAAAAAJk/FfPSvt0X_Qg/s400-R/da_cowboy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why so many UFO pictures are out of focus or have motion trails or just generally don't provide the visual detail you would hope for. It's because when you see something so striking you simply take the picture as quickly as you can. Click the picture to see it in a larger format.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922637210838992765-3661615164183996881?l=slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/feeds/3661615164183996881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922637210838992765&amp;postID=3661615164183996881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/3661615164183996881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/3661615164183996881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/2008/09/yee-haw.html' title='Yee-Haw!'/><author><name>Tony Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12785261719042244537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10734021347133885468'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ76VfOeDpI/SNRd15C4iAI/AAAAAAAAAJk/FfPSvt0X_Qg/s72-Rc/da_cowboy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922637210838992765.post-5903788531525315360</id><published>2008-09-17T17:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T17:32:05.265-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hat?</title><content type='html'>This morning I was sitting at my desk at work getting ready to enjoy a little Pop tart breakfast and reply to some e-mails when I took a good look at the Pop tart cover. That looks less like a hat and more like a .....well....you decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ76VfOeDpI/SNGFTeHnkZI/AAAAAAAAAJE/g9GpLmTezcw/s1600-h/pop_hat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ76VfOeDpI/SNGFTeHnkZI/AAAAAAAAAJE/TC_OcUGdCgY/s320-R/pop_hat.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/8922637210838992765-5903788531525315360?l=slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/feeds/5903788531525315360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922637210838992765&amp;postID=5903788531525315360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/5903788531525315360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922637210838992765/posts/default/5903788531525315360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slightlysouthofsane.blogspot.com/2008/09/hat.html' title='Hat?'/><author><name>Tony Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12785261719042244537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10734021347133885468'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ76VfOeDpI/SNGFTeHnkZI/AAAAAAAAAJE/TC_OcUGdCgY/s72-Rc/pop_hat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>