<?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-13056317</id><updated>2011-08-11T16:42:31.157-04:00</updated><category term='plans'/><category term='dad'/><category term='dead ipod'/><category term='funny'/><category term='news'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='privacy'/><category term='Twilight'/><category term='Macy'/><category term='hair'/><category term='safety'/><category term='pool'/><category term='other pids'/><category term='roads'/><category term='ducks'/><category term='family'/><category term='video'/><category term='crissa'/><category term='brain clutter'/><category term='forwards'/><category term='recipes'/><category term='broken foot'/><category term='work'/><category term='pics'/><category term='horse'/><category term='iron'/><category term='TV'/><category term='papa'/><category term='emotional issues'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='brother'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='101 in 1001'/><category term='hubby'/><category term='toilet'/><category term='Monday'/><category term='local news'/><category term='oreos'/><category term='anniversary'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='smart 6 year old'/><category term='reducing clutter'/><category term='ouchie'/><category term='Caring bridge kids'/><category term='July 4th'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='oddities'/><category term='new house issues'/><category term='articles'/><category term='PETA'/><category term='education'/><category term='animals'/><category term='teeth'/><category term='fruit'/><category term='poem'/><category term='lessons'/><category term='list'/><category term='weight loss'/><category term='CRON'/><category term='quote'/><category term='Harry Potter'/><category term='youtube'/><category term='general'/><category term='police'/><category term='band'/><category term='sleep'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='issues'/><category term='computer'/><category term='inventions'/><category term='new year'/><category term='Katrina'/><category term='free stuff'/><category term='pids'/><category term='prayer list'/><category term='friends'/><category term='candidates'/><category term='flute'/><category term='me'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='house-hunting'/><category term='bills'/><category term='plants'/><category term='music'/><category term='games'/><category term='dog'/><category term='blog'/><category term='quiz'/><category term='OPEC'/><category term='lunch'/><category term='Fiona'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='blah'/><category term='food'/><category term='house'/><category term='hiatus'/><category term='dentist'/><category term='health'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>KiKi said what?!</title><subtitle type='html'>Where you must come for the Kiki news.  Welcome!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>487</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-3280786256081302213</id><published>2011-08-11T16:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T16:42:31.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Woo!</title><content type='html'>Lost 15 lbs and 22 inches total!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-3280786256081302213?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/3280786256081302213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=3280786256081302213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/3280786256081302213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/3280786256081302213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2011/08/woo.html' title='Woo!'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-7323528893922586941</id><published>2011-05-02T09:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T09:59:06.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Much better</title><content type='html'>Wow. What a difference a week makes in my health. I still don't have half the appetite I had. This doesn't bother me though. Maybe I'll lose some weight out of it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-7323528893922586941?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/7323528893922586941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=7323528893922586941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/7323528893922586941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/7323528893922586941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2011/05/much-better.html' title='Much better'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-1666183495427479417</id><published>2011-04-27T13:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T13:48:04.334-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovin' it?</title><content type='html'>Currently living off mcnuggets... The only thing I can think about consuming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still out of work, but I will have FMLA to catch me, thankfully. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learned: don't kiss your four year old niece on the mouth until you have found out her recent medical history. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-1666183495427479417?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/1666183495427479417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=1666183495427479417' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1666183495427479417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1666183495427479417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2011/04/lovin-it.html' title='Lovin&amp;#39; it?'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-190776078399392527</id><published>2011-04-26T20:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T20:05:06.959-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuck</title><content type='html'>OMG. Sick. As. A. Dog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my niece's stomach flu and now my guts are out to get me. I did make it through three saltines, though. Good times. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-190776078399392527?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/190776078399392527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=190776078399392527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/190776078399392527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/190776078399392527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2011/04/yuck.html' title='Yuck'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-1802393547985198068</id><published>2011-04-25T11:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T11:12:43.847-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>So why the crap haven't I posted in forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea. Sorry about that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post more often. Promise. Just checking in for now &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-1802393547985198068?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/1802393547985198068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=1802393547985198068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1802393547985198068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1802393547985198068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2011/04/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-8861530508396011843</id><published>2010-10-17T21:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T21:59:41.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Irky</title><content type='html'>Does it drive you nuts when someone tries to talk over you?  It's still called interrupting, people.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you also get crazy internally when someone makes remarks about you being not-so-smart?  Yeah... well, SO sorry I didn't go to your wonderful school.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you also feel like throwing a banana peel under someone when they get the last newspaper at the store or the last cold Sprite?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-8861530508396011843?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/8861530508396011843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=8861530508396011843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/8861530508396011843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/8861530508396011843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2010/10/irky.html' title='Irky'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-1166196828953941990</id><published>2010-10-13T23:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T23:18:52.774-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Milk Toof</title><content type='html'>This is THE cutest blog I have seen since cats eating cheezburgers: &lt;a href="http://mymilktoof.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Milk Toof&lt;/a&gt;.  Read all about the adventures of ickle and Lardee!  They are just adorable.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And darned if they don't have a book for sale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/My-Milk-Toof-Adventures-Lardee/dp/0811878139?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=kik0c-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" linkindex="203" target="_blank"&gt;My Milk Toof: The Adventures of ickle and Lardee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=kik0c-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=0811878139" style="border: medium none ! important; margin: 0px ! important; padding: 0px ! important;" width="1" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-1166196828953941990?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/1166196828953941990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=1166196828953941990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1166196828953941990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1166196828953941990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-milk-toof.html' title='My Milk Toof'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-4906539613930258517</id><published>2010-10-13T23:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T23:22:20.602-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiki says watch this</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=kik0c-20&amp;o=1&amp;p=8&amp;l=bpl&amp;asins=1575605929&amp;fc1=000000&amp;IS2=1&amp;lt1=_blank&amp;m=amazon&amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;bc1=000000&amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;f=ifr" style="align:left;padding-top:5px;width:131px;height:245px;padding-right:10px;"align="left" scrolling="no" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=kik0c-20&amp;o=1&amp;p=8&amp;l=bpl&amp;asins=B000066C1N&amp;fc1=000000&amp;IS2=1&amp;lt1=_blank&amp;m=amazon&amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;bc1=000000&amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;f=ifr" style="align:left;padding-top:5px;width:131px;height:245px;padding-right:10px;"align="left" scrolling="no" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favorite album currently.  Spirit is a great movie and excellent soundtracks.  Not to mention I love Bryan Adams, so when the prospect of him musically narrating a whole movie says jump, you jump.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-4906539613930258517?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/4906539613930258517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=4906539613930258517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/4906539613930258517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/4906539613930258517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2010/10/kiki-says-watch-this.html' title='Kiki says watch this'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-6543762773276765908</id><published>2010-10-03T23:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T23:44:39.082-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Thought</title><content type='html'>I was in the freezer aisle at Walmart today and wondered, "Can Toaster Strudel be put in the toaster?"  Which, knowing my current sans-microwave situation, is a legitimate question.  However, my questioning instinct was smacked down by intuition that should have stepped forward first today.  Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the corn wasn't so bad anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-6543762773276765908?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/6543762773276765908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=6543762773276765908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/6543762773276765908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/6543762773276765908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2010/10/deep-thought.html' title='Deep Thought'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-8333019662179682574</id><published>2010-10-03T12:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T12:26:29.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Clockwork Angel</title><content type='html'>This is the book I am planning on getting next.  I have read the previous series by Cassandra Clare, the Mortal Instruments, and it was great!  I even lent the full trilogy to my co-worker.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=kik0c-20&amp;o=1&amp;p=8&amp;l=bpl&amp;asins=1416975861&amp;fc1=000000&amp;IS2=1&amp;lt1=_blank&amp;m=amazon&amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;bc1=000000&amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;f=ifr" style="align:left;padding-top:5px;width:131px;height:245px;padding-right:10px;"align="left" scrolling="no" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, my husband wants corn with dinner again.  So sick of corn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-8333019662179682574?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/8333019662179682574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=8333019662179682574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/8333019662179682574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/8333019662179682574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2010/10/clockwork-angel.html' title='Clockwork Angel'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-5731330196839205945</id><published>2010-09-29T00:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T00:09:41.875-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep thoughts</title><content type='html'>This afternoon, someone spit out of the window of their car.  I swerved to avoid it.  &lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-5731330196839205945?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/5731330196839205945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=5731330196839205945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/5731330196839205945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/5731330196839205945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2010/09/deep-thoughts.html' title='Deep thoughts'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-590481723653094380</id><published>2010-09-20T15:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T15:32:21.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Plan</title><content type='html'>Here's my new plan for today, since my first one was spoiled by a super duper migraine.  Yes I am blogging in the dark with the screen intensity turned way down - no, I don't care about colors and light or much of anything today.  I did brush my teeth though - you're welcome.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:00: call in due to migraine screaming at my head.  why does it do that?&lt;br /&gt;8:15: get scared awake by worried 3rd shift husband thinking i overslept&lt;br /&gt;8:16: back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;noon: finally get up.&lt;br /&gt;12:15: attempt some lunch, do a halfway decent job at it; give rest to dog.&lt;br /&gt;12:45: watch law and order with sunglasses on - yes i did.  &lt;br /&gt;2:00: take dog outside with my sunglasses on again - that did not help my cause.  &lt;br /&gt;3:30ish: blog with lights down&lt;br /&gt;3:45: 1st laundry load with sunglasses on again&lt;br /&gt;4:00: finish cutting coupons from yesterday&lt;br /&gt;5:00: 2nd laundry load&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of these things require very many neurons to fire, so lucky me.  If hub doesn't have to work tonight, then he gets the fun stuff like cleaning the bathroom toilets, the litterbox, washing the dog, and vacuuming the whole house.  That was most of my original plan for the day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Sprite.  I can tell I don't feel good when I start putting it away like I'm a CO2 addict.  Nothing else tastes good when I'm not well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-590481723653094380?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/590481723653094380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=590481723653094380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/590481723653094380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/590481723653094380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2010/09/plan.html' title='Plan'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-491893501197226759</id><published>2010-09-19T23:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T15:34:07.704-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode</title><content type='html'>Mister Manatee,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what you are, but you are awesome.  You are right up there with the beluga whale, sea turtle, and the owl for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you swim and are a mammal and can pose long enough to make a fine piece of jewelry, but that's all I know about you.  Why are you endangered, buddy? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I shall do what I can to save you.  I will buy the manatee pendant from &lt;a href="http://www.shanalogic.com"&gt;Shana Logic&lt;/a&gt; and support your fund &lt;a href="http://www.savethemanatee.org/" linkindex="17"&gt;Save the Manatee&lt;/a&gt;.  As soon as I get another paycheck, that is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-491893501197226759?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/491893501197226759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=491893501197226759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/491893501197226759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/491893501197226759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2010/09/ode.html' title='Ode'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-7410321478729163325</id><published>2010-09-19T19:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T19:31:43.870-04:00</updated><title type='text'>'Angels' With Tools Finish Bend Woman's Roof - News Story - KTVZ Bend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ktvz.com/news/25068891/detail.html?sms_ss=blogger"&gt;'Angels' With Tools Finish Bend Woman's Roof - News Story - KTVZ Bend&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-7410321478729163325?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.ktvz.com/news/25068891/detail.html?sms_ss=blogger' title='&apos;Angels&apos; With Tools Finish Bend Woman&apos;s Roof - News Story - KTVZ Bend'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/7410321478729163325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=7410321478729163325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/7410321478729163325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/7410321478729163325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2010/09/angels-with-tools-finish-bend-womans.html' title='&apos;Angels&apos; With Tools Finish Bend Woman&apos;s Roof - News Story - KTVZ Bend'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-4553363367995280877</id><published>2010-09-19T14:18:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T15:11:32.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'>not-so-lazy sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Gamecocks win 38-19 against Furman!&amp;nbsp; Stephen Garcia tore it up!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vacation prep didn't really happen yesterday, at least on the scale I intended.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's today's schedule.&amp;nbsp; Let's see if I follow it:&lt;br /&gt;10:45: get up (slept in for once)&lt;br /&gt;1:00: finally shower&lt;br /&gt;2:00: Blog/check internet for coupon deals&lt;br /&gt;2:20 flat-iron hair &lt;br /&gt;2:30: go get newspapers for weekly circulars&lt;br /&gt;3:30: Cut coupons; do 1st load of laundry &lt;br /&gt;4:00: clean part of kitchen&lt;br /&gt;4:45: 2nd load of laundry &lt;br /&gt;5:00: prep dinner &lt;br /&gt;6:00 3rd laundry load/put up or pack 1st &amp;amp; 2nd&lt;br /&gt;6:30: clean bathroom&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;sometime tonight: make list of vacation items to take or buy there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest is unplanned at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do my best work after in the PM.&amp;nbsp; Hence the above plan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-4553363367995280877?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/4553363367995280877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=4553363367995280877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/4553363367995280877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/4553363367995280877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2010/09/not-so-lazy-sunday.html' title='not-so-lazy sunday'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-1550621439322915262</id><published>2010-09-18T20:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T20:44:57.090-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Pending</title><content type='html'>I am prepping for vacation as I write this.&amp;nbsp; I forgot how much planning must go into getting things packed and ready.&amp;nbsp; Well, that plus cleaning up the house so we don't come home to a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend has volunteered to babysit Houdini Dog; that's $80 we don't have to spend having her boarded.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully she knows her temperament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to get another friend or maybe my mom to come check on the pids.&amp;nbsp; They can pretty much fend for themselves, but four days without a litter scoop and fresh water/food would not be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently reading: Vampires Diaries, Book 3.&amp;nbsp; Might have take it with me if I don't read it fast enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and GO GAMECOCKS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-1550621439322915262?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/1550621439322915262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=1550621439322915262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1550621439322915262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1550621439322915262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2010/09/vacation-pending.html' title='Vacation Pending'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-5566532563356960634</id><published>2010-09-16T09:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T21:26:37.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>I'm off to start another daily adventure in the life of Kiki.  Vacation soon!  Going to the beach (haven't been there for purposes of relaxation in 10 years).  Woo!  Obviously excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-5566532563356960634?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/5566532563356960634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=5566532563356960634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/5566532563356960634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/5566532563356960634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2010/09/so-i-off-to-start-another-daily.html' title='update'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-3157361736957096077</id><published>2010-09-15T18:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T18:26:39.348-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Traffic</title><content type='html'>Traffic sucks.  In case you weren&amp;#39;t aware.  I would rather be home right now watching tub caulk dry.&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-3157361736957096077?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/3157361736957096077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=3157361736957096077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/3157361736957096077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/3157361736957096077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2010/09/traffic.html' title='Traffic'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-7765761194336877083</id><published>2010-09-13T22:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T23:45:37.961-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Every time I watch that show Hoarders, I find myself cleaning by the end of it.&amp;nbsp; Do you?&amp;nbsp; Or am I just that paranoid?&amp;nbsp; Probably a little of both, you say?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;At the same time, though, that show makes me sad sometimes.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure this will come at no surprise, but if there are no children involved, I feel the worst for the poor pets who have been given no choice but to put up with that squalor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;It makes me feel grateful that I have a clean home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Wow... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-7765761194336877083?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/7765761194336877083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=7765761194336877083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/7765761194336877083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/7765761194336877083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2010/09/yuck.html' title='Yuck'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-4302866692789202023</id><published>2010-09-12T16:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T16:47:54.445-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Two of my peeves (come on, can you even handle more than that right now?)</title><content type='html'>If you feel the need to tell me you're cool, you're really not.  Cool people are cool on their own.  Besides, do you really want to be cool?  Everybody's doing it.  Do something on your own for once.  I do.  It's called having a unique identity or personality.  It took me one day out of middle school to realize that those people I tried so hard to be like or be around were just as insecure as me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it how kids say "I'm getting ___ for Christmas."  Oh really?  If I were your Mom and I heard you say that and I actually had bought the item, it'd be returned that day.  And then I'd probably flick you on your forehead.  Spoiled brat.  You're why some people don't want kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-4302866692789202023?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/4302866692789202023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=4302866692789202023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/4302866692789202023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/4302866692789202023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2010/09/two-of-my-peeves-come-on-can-you-even.html' title='Two of my peeves (come on, can you even handle more than that right now?)'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-2369886241930733725</id><published>2010-09-12T16:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T23:49:59.757-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You're in treble now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://localhost:3397/3b7e0a9b9c794089d027b283f194296f/image/c030031f45088a33.jpg" linkindex="19"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://localhost:3397/3b7e0a9b9c794089d027b283f194296f/image/c030031f45088a33.jpg?size=400" style="clear: both; float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too cute.  Accidentally fell that way, forever captured on film.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-2369886241930733725?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/2369886241930733725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=2369886241930733725' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/2369886241930733725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/2369886241930733725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2010/09/youre-in-treble-now.html' title='You&apos;re in treble now'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-9108066543758403559</id><published>2010-09-07T20:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T20:52:19.059-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My cat eats q-tips</title><content type='html'>Totally not kidding.  He does.  I doubt if I'll ever know why.  I think I've said this before, but it's definitely worth a repeat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-9108066543758403559?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/9108066543758403559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=9108066543758403559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/9108066543758403559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/9108066543758403559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-cat-eats-q-tips.html' title='My cat eats q-tips'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-9217485014629100105</id><published>2010-08-23T22:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T22:41:34.794-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Click Here... or down there</title><content type='html'>New linky!  Check it out - I've become a coupon girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hip2save.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hip2save.com/banners/125.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-9217485014629100105?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/9217485014629100105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=9217485014629100105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/9217485014629100105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/9217485014629100105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2010/08/click-here-or-down-there.html' title='Click Here... or down there'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-7232992789802991214</id><published>2010-06-27T16:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T16:48:51.169-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Changed it up</title><content type='html'>New template... you like?  I think I look much better organized now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I am in the violent throes of writer's block.  What to do on a rainy day? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepare recipes for next weekend's July 4th party, maybe? &lt;br /&gt;Hang up clothes to dry? &lt;br /&gt;Tidy kitchen? &lt;br /&gt;Assemble and use newly replaced Swiffer Mop? &lt;br /&gt;Finish reading Sookie Stackhouse book 4? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, okay - I'll do all of that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-7232992789802991214?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/7232992789802991214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=7232992789802991214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/7232992789802991214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/7232992789802991214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2010/06/changed-it-up.html' title='Changed it up'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-1792566614223344596</id><published>2010-06-03T00:12:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T00:37:29.469-04:00</updated><title type='text'>British Petroleum and Their Oil "Spill"</title><content type='html'>Spill.   Right.   Is that really what one might call 43 days worth of the worst crude oil disaster in American history?  I think we're past that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See this article: &lt;a href="http://whitehouse.blogs.foxnews.com/2010/05/28/jindal-to-obama-dont-make-excuses-for-bp/"&gt;"Don't Make Excuses for BP"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't belabor you with the saddest pictures of an oil disaster, just simply remind you that Louisiana folks just BARELY are able to get back on their feet after Hurricane Katrina in 2005. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read that BP has already stated they are paying for at least six parts of the barrier islands proposal.  Not sure if that means 6 islands or what.  The original demand was 24 separate islands to block more crude oil from hitting Louisiana's shores. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But geez, just STOP THE OIL.  At this point, just fricking sink a couple of decommissioned aircraft carriers on top of it or shove a few thousand metric tons of whatever down the opening!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-1792566614223344596?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://whitehouse.blogs.foxnews.com/2010/05/28/jindal-to-obama-dont-make-excuses-for-bp/' title='British Petroleum and Their Oil &quot;Spill&quot;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/1792566614223344596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=1792566614223344596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1792566614223344596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1792566614223344596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2010/06/british-petroleum-and-their-oil-spill.html' title='British Petroleum and Their Oil &quot;Spill&quot;'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-1311553314728436462</id><published>2010-05-31T22:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T22:20:07.317-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Memorial Day</title><content type='html'>Well, I started the day off in a rush - getting the whole house cleaned for hub's co-worker coming over.  Hub was on third this weekend and he got off early, so when I woke up Monday morning, he'd done over 2/3 of my honey-do list.  The rest of my time was spent getting small things done and basically enjoying the day.  I didn't even have to cook.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a good day.  Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-1311553314728436462?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/1311553314728436462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=1311553314728436462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1311553314728436462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1311553314728436462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2010/05/well-i-started-day-off-in-rush-getting.html' title='Memorial Day'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-3862758257535984349</id><published>2010-05-30T12:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T12:52:29.739-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rush</title><content type='html'>Hub invited a co-worker and his daughter over tomorrow for Memorial Day festivities.  This leaves me cleaning ALL day today.  Sigh.  I do enjoy having people over, but dangit, I need some help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-3862758257535984349?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/3862758257535984349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=3862758257535984349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/3862758257535984349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/3862758257535984349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2010/05/rush.html' title='Rush'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-7397851132379372930</id><published>2010-05-29T22:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T04:11:58.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Phasing</title><content type='html'>Okay, I guess I went through another "no posting" phase.  My bad.  I am dedicated to being better, folks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the same old bull reminding me on an everyday basis that my part of my life that I cherished and took pride in was a sham (yeah, the reason I ended up on mood stabilizers in the first place), things are fine (no, not F.I.N.E., but actually fine).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is stressful but tolerable - at least to me.  Everyone around me seems to be on edge.  One person in my area got axed, but it apparently scared the crap out of half the people in the place.  Not me.  I expected it.  I was not surprised in the least.  My job performance has increased lately, too.  Not promotion-worthy.  That ain't in the runes yet.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been in a huge rock phase lately.  I supposed that's a product of the above?  Doesn't matter.  I like it anyway.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back later for a better update&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-7397851132379372930?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/7397851132379372930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=7397851132379372930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/7397851132379372930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/7397851132379372930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2010/05/phasing.html' title='Phasing'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-5017609640563802226</id><published>2009-09-25T23:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T00:03:03.169-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>I had a doctor's appointment today.  It was actually a physical, but I took the chance and asked him about my bouncy moods.  He decided it was time for medicine.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd be the one to take anything for my moods, but I guess I am.  It won't work for 3-4 days, he said, so I guess I'll know how I feel then.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, waiting is what I will do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-5017609640563802226?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/5017609640563802226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=5017609640563802226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/5017609640563802226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/5017609640563802226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_25.html' title='.'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-5842624862851568275</id><published>2009-09-22T19:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T19:38:26.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>trying...</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to deal with the world now.  Before, all I wanted to do was to curl up and retreat.  Unfortunately for me, though, I am now being pulled in a couple different directions.  I am fearful that this will be a me-in-the-middle situation.  Hope not, though.  Not sure if I can deal with that, too.  It's bad enough that I am even going through what I am going through.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sigh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life still sucks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe... not sure yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-5842624862851568275?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/5842624862851568275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=5842624862851568275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/5842624862851568275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/5842624862851568275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2009/09/trying.html' title='trying...'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-7917978366793391930</id><published>2009-09-18T22:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T22:37:14.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>I felt a little more able to deal today.  Not sure why, because I spent most of it still being pissed off.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, a cousin actually called.  Maybe one cares after all.  I'd love to be proven wrong on that point.  Plus, she told me a lot of things that helped me, things that I needed to hear, and things that I was thinking but afraid to feel or say.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house has taken the brunt of my frustration, as I am an anger-cleaner.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not ready for much more right now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't be your spring; I am your winter... at least for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-7917978366793391930?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/7917978366793391930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=7917978366793391930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/7917978366793391930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/7917978366793391930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_9640.html' title='.'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-1798847254305716589</id><published>2009-09-18T08:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T08:03:01.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>Here's hoping for a quiet day today.  Wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-1798847254305716589?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/1798847254305716589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=1798847254305716589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1798847254305716589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1798847254305716589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_18.html' title='.'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-5001843123765742240</id><published>2009-09-17T21:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T21:45:19.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>it's not paranoid if they really do what you think they will.</title><content type='html'>...and pry, they did.  Co-workers, I mean.  I knew it would happen.  Especially the main one I was trying to avoid.  Except it was really all about her... as always.  All she really cared about was if I was mad at her.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am slowly moving from upset/sad/morose to just plain angry.  I don't know how that process works, but I knew something was up when I keep trying to talk myself out of buying a half gallon of vodka and knocking it back.  However, I refuse to be like a relative of mine and do just that.  It's a hard thing to do, though... NOT doing just that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and I found out what I always suspected... that my cousins don't give a crap about me.  Two of them call my brother on Wednesday, but they don't even bother to send me a solitary text message.  Figures.  I knew it anyway; I just tried to hold onto a little bit of hope that they actually cared.  Never mind.  Now I know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-5001843123765742240?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/5001843123765742240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=5001843123765742240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/5001843123765742240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/5001843123765742240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-not-paranoid-if-they-really-do-what.html' title='it&apos;s not paranoid if they really do what you think they will.'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-2014423938076859230</id><published>2009-09-17T07:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T07:28:06.044-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>Still not ok, but I'm going to work today.  I have to get back there eventually.  Maybe I can keep my mind off everything there.  Probably not, though, since everyone there seems to pry into my life more than any psychiatrist I've ever seen on TV.  Oh yeah, and then you find out that someone you've told in confidence did the same with ten other people, and by the time it comes back to you, it's in the form of "oh, I didn't know that was a secret."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal is to just do my job and fake being happy with my life right now.  Not sure how that's going to work out.  Not sure how I'm going to accomplish anything, really.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a different person than I was two days ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-2014423938076859230?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/2014423938076859230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=2014423938076859230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/2014423938076859230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/2014423938076859230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_17.html' title='.'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-807151819771554079</id><published>2009-09-16T21:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T21:55:52.161-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>I don't know how my life has led to this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-807151819771554079?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/807151819771554079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=807151819771554079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/807151819771554079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/807151819771554079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_16.html' title='.'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-5444156667885819197</id><published>2009-09-15T23:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T23:16:03.278-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>I found out some very confusing/sad news today.  No, you don't get to know this.  Family stuff.  I don't know how I'm going to get through it.  No one died, but it sure feels like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-5444156667885819197?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/5444156667885819197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=5444156667885819197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/5444156667885819197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/5444156667885819197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-3107453985877710570</id><published>2009-09-15T07:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T07:00:02.939-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broken foot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general'/><title type='text'>A Homeowner's Symphony</title><content type='html'>I'm back.  I missed my little blog.   SORRY, for you 10 or so who read my posts. Needless to say, I have had NO time for blogging or any other web activity. Getting the house, re-training an unruly alpha-wannabe cat, making home improvements, working my normal job, worrying about not getting pregnant and being a part-time musician hasn’t necessarily taken its toll, but all that does wear me/us out.  Hub is stressing over the same things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I am not very stressed about anything except for the pregnancy part (more on that later), which obviously doesn't help.  Funny how that happens.  Good thing is that a friend of mine who was in the same boat is now pregnant - yay for them!  That gives me hope that we will, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our property seems to be gaining its fair share of black widow spiders.  What's up with that?  Poor hub nearly missed getting bitten aka kilt by one on Sunday.  It's not enough that our youngest cat bit him last week or that he has constant kidney stones and an ulcer... nooo.  Psycho spiders decide to come after us just for pruning back shrubs!  I had the dang willies all day, and I've been pricing quarterly pest control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... so much stuff to keep up with when you're homeowners.  Landlords do more than you realize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I may have mentioned breaking my foot earlier in the year.  So tonight, I have REALLY hurt it again.  It might require another trip to the podiatrist.  As if I want to spend more money.  I know how to tape it up properly, so I may just do that.  MUCH cheaper than an out-of-network $60.00 co-pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started a new book series... The Immortals by Alyson Noel (first book is Evermore, 2nd Blue Moon, not sure of the others yet).  Yeah, yeah - it's vampires again.  So?  Friends of mine have read up to four series.  I am only on my 3rd, thank you very much.  Plus, The Vampire Chronicles don't count since I barely remember anything about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later... big puppy needs to go out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-3107453985877710570?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/3107453985877710570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=3107453985877710570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/3107453985877710570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/3107453985877710570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2009/09/homeowners-symphony.html' title='A Homeowner&apos;s Symphony'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-5237693678713554435</id><published>2009-09-14T22:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T22:37:12.225-04:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P.</title><content type='html'>Rest in peace, Patrick Swayze.  You were a hell of an actor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-5237693678713554435?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/5237693678713554435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=5237693678713554435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/5237693678713554435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/5237693678713554435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2009/09/rip.html' title='R.I.P.'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-6416561464161754631</id><published>2009-04-04T10:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T11:28:32.602-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning</title><content type='html'>Releasing my brain clutter actually helped out a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's my youngest kitty, Lucy's, 4th birthday today and I am not letting anything else get in.  I am going to my cousin's soon-to-be-stepdaughter's birthday party as well, so screw anything that sucks today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-6416561464161754631?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/6416561464161754631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=6416561464161754631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/6416561464161754631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/6416561464161754631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2009/04/morning.html' title='Morning'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-390050720943745254</id><published>2009-04-03T23:27:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:05:28.675-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brain clutter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='issues'/><title type='text'>Brain Clutter</title><content type='html'>It seems like every time I am writing here lately, it's to say 'wow, have I been gone long' and 'I have been busy.'  Well, yeah, I have been gone long, but I'll spare you the minute detail of why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it suffices for me to say that I have done and been through a lot recently; foremost, the death of yet another relative.  My uncle died on December 30th... the 2nd death in 16 months for me and my family.  It has been 3 months since then, and I still can't get through a day without thinking about it.  I live in irrational fear, wondering who is next and how much longer I have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been hard, and I don't cope well lately.  Not a single person I know would think this is happening.  I put on a huge front for everyone, and though I am sure that it's solid on the surface, my barrier is sliding away underneath.  Only the flies on the walls really know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder the stupid health fair stress test I took said I have a 96% high-stress level.  I don't know if I believe that thing anyway.  'go to my happy place'?  Is that really what I was supposed to do to test my stress level? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a big work scare in December.  I have only in the last month felt comfortable there again.  I'm working my ass off so that nothing else can go wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few other things, but I no longer feel comfortable discussing personal things here, as people who know me face-to-face read this... or did.  The point of having this was to get my feelings out, so I don't know which direction I want to go with this site right now.  Maybe I'll feel comfortable enough to talk about stuff later, but there are things I tell no one, not even my husband.  Why would I tell someone else first? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be completely happy.  Who is, really?  But that's what I want.  I want to enjoy being with my husband, plant flowers, enjoy my life, have children.  I want all that right this very second, but I know life doesn't work that way.  Some of it I might never get.  What I hope is that if that is indeed the case, will I eventually be satisfied with what I do have?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-390050720943745254?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/390050720943745254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/390050720943745254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2009/04/brain-clutter.html' title='Brain Clutter'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-6646846773881229182</id><published>2009-03-03T20:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T20:34:06.142-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My handiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt 0pt 10px;"&gt;Plinky asked me today what my best built item was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt 0pt 10px;"&gt;I guess the best thing I ever built was our dinner table.  Well, I didn't really build it, more like put piece A with piece B.   It was a surprise for hub since we'd been without a table in our old apartment for so long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt 0pt 10px;"&gt;2nd in line was my pink and lavender derby car that I built when my brother was in Boy Scouts.  The council allowed me to race at the end against whoever I wanted. I think it's up in my parents' attic somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px 0pt 0pt; padding: 0pt; clear: both; font-size: 13px; font-family: Georgia; line-height: 24px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.plinky.com/prompts/50/answers/new"&gt;    &lt;img src="http://www.plinky.com/proxy/badge?answer_id=24311" style="border: 0pt none ; padding-right: 4px; vertical-align: middle;" alt="" title="" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-6646846773881229182?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/6646846773881229182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=6646846773881229182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/6646846773881229182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/6646846773881229182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-handiness.html' title='My handiness'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-1745889287812437060</id><published>2009-01-11T23:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:43:12.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hamster</title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/4921d1bbde64b665/496aca5ebc9bbc60/4921d1bbde64b665/346206f2/widget.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-1745889287812437060?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/1745889287812437060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=1745889287812437060' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1745889287812437060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1745889287812437060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2009/01/hamster.html' title='Hamster'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-7592767745792259408</id><published>2008-12-22T15:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T15:37:21.347-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=359071120-22122008&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic" size=2&gt;Wow - has  it ever been a long couple of weeks.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=359071120-22122008&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic"  size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=359071120-22122008&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic" size=2&gt;My uncle  is really sick, for one thing.&amp;nbsp; An otherwise healthy man, he had what was  thought to be some sort of herniated disc or something in his neck (between the  C1 and C4 area, I think).&amp;nbsp; It ended up not being that, though.&amp;nbsp; It was  a staph&amp;nbsp;infection in his neck, which required emergency surgery to remove  the infection.&amp;nbsp; This was discovered while he was already in the hospital  for&amp;nbsp;renal failure.&amp;nbsp; He had been taking ibuprofen for the neck pain,  but not eating or drinking, so his kidneys shut down.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=359071120-22122008&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic"  size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=359071120-22122008&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic" size=2&gt;He has  been regaining kidney function day-by-day, but during the emergency surgery, his  heart stopped at least once, which caused a blood clot.&amp;nbsp; The clot then  traveled to his spine, of all things.&amp;nbsp; He is now paralyzed from the chest  down.&amp;nbsp; I cried like he had died when I found out.&amp;nbsp; He's such a strong  man, and I never would have expected something like that to happen to him, of  all people.&amp;nbsp; It's very hard to watch&amp;nbsp;my favorite  uncle&amp;nbsp;suffering.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=359071120-22122008&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic"  size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=359071120-22122008&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic" size=2&gt;I went to  see him yesterday again, and he is on a ventilator as well.&amp;nbsp; He can  communicate somewhat, but it is extremely difficult to understand him.&amp;nbsp; The  nurses, my mom and aunts can understand him more than I can, but they've been  around him more.&amp;nbsp; I talked to him a couple of times, and I feel bad that I  couldn't understand him.&amp;nbsp; I was able to&amp;nbsp;figure out that he was thirsty  once, though.&amp;nbsp; I gave him those sponges that you can wet and let him drink  from.&amp;nbsp; The other time, I had to get the nurse to figure it out.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=359071120-22122008&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic"  size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=359071120-22122008&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic" size=2&gt;He knows  he is paralyzed, or at least he has been told at least once.&amp;nbsp; No one is  sure yet if he has retained everything he hears, or if he's even hearing  everything.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=359071120-22122008&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic"  size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=359071120-22122008&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic" size=2&gt;Other  than that, things don't suck, they just cost a lot.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=359071120-22122008&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic"  size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=359071120-22122008&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic" size=2&gt;Oh, and  the cute little neighborhood feral kitty got hit and killed last night or this  morning.&amp;nbsp; That just started my day off badly.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=359071120-22122008&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic"  size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=359071120-22122008&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic"  size=2&gt;Dangit.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=359071120-22122008&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic"  size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=359071120-22122008&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic" size=2&gt;Well,  Christmas is coming up.&amp;nbsp; I am going to visit my Uncle both days, and then  we're getting together with the families over three days.&amp;nbsp; That might make  things better.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-7592767745792259408?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/7592767745792259408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=7592767745792259408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/7592767745792259408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/7592767745792259408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/12/sigh.html' title='sigh'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-3398167562474631245</id><published>2008-12-08T14:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T14:29:27.991-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hero Dog</title><content type='html'>All I can say about this is aww.  This dog's buddy got hit on a highway, and he dodges oncoming cars to pull him to safety.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3XJQTaC-R6w"&gt;Hero Dog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-3398167562474631245?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3XJQTaC-R6w' title='Hero Dog'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/3398167562474631245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=3398167562474631245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/3398167562474631245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/3398167562474631245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/12/hero-dog.html' title='Hero Dog'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-5487602522593288977</id><published>2008-11-21T16:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T17:04:11.901-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='papa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>reminiscing</title><content type='html'>I changed purses the other day.  I went to put something in one of the slots and I found a handkerchief of my PaPa's that Grandma had given me.  It's been 15 months since he died, but because I had it closed off to normal air flow, I guess, it still smelled like him.  I never thought I'd smell that again.  I almost cried at work just now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss him, especially on and around the holidays.  Thanksgiving is coming up and we won't have his potato salad, or get to dodge his spontaneous tickle grabs when we pass his chair.  I miss that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-5487602522593288977?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/5487602522593288977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=5487602522593288977' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/5487602522593288977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/5487602522593288977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/11/reminiscing.html' title='reminiscing'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-1239190281500033918</id><published>2008-11-19T14:43:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T14:46:43.506-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OPEC'/><title type='text'>OPEC is sad that it has lost potential profits on cheaper oil.</title><content type='html'>And yet again (see news &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/business/7737074.stm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;), I don't care if you lose money, OPEC.  See previous OPEC post.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-1239190281500033918?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/business/7737074.stm' title='OPEC is sad that it has lost potential profits on cheaper oil.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/1239190281500033918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=1239190281500033918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1239190281500033918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1239190281500033918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/11/opec-sad-it-has-lost-potential-profits.html' title='OPEC is sad that it has lost potential profits on cheaper oil.'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-5778512301744334900</id><published>2008-11-16T22:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:07:15.591-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pids'/><title type='text'>I told you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.heyquiz.com/quiz/cat_kill"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.heyquiz.com/bimage/14_91.jpg" alt="Is your cat plotting to kill you?" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-5778512301744334900?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/5778512301744334900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=5778512301744334900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/5778512301744334900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/5778512301744334900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-told-you.html' title='I told you.'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-8455553832023201522</id><published>2008-11-13T15:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T10:04:09.824-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><title type='text'>4!</title><content type='html'>Today's our 4th anniversary!  We don't get to even see each other, though.  Well, if looking at him snoring while I get ready for work counts, then we do, but otherwise, we don't.  I am working 9-6, he is working 3rd, and I have band practice, so we miss each other entirely.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's alright, though.  Our Twilight endeavour on the 21st is our real anniversary date night.  We have had that planned since we've been reading the books, so it's not like we thought we'd be able to do anything tonight anyway.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Happy Anniversary to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and check out the cute turkey background!  I got it from "Cutest Little Blog on the Block."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-8455553832023201522?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/8455553832023201522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=8455553832023201522' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/8455553832023201522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/8455553832023201522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/11/4.html' title='4!'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-8945897026504955704</id><published>2008-11-13T15:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:07:49.042-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local news'/><title type='text'>All Work, No Pay</title><content type='html'>At least I can say I get my paycheck like I was promised.  This is ridiculous.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goupstate.com/article/20081108/news/811080323"&gt;Wild Wing having trouble paying employees&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, to me, it seems like they're doing everything they can to $1 their staff to death.  $4 per paycheck for breaking dishes?  Little weird if you ask me.  I don't go there anyway.  I have long since outgrown that kind of scene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-8945897026504955704?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.goupstate.com/article/20081108/news/811080323' title='All Work, No Pay'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/8945897026504955704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=8945897026504955704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/8945897026504955704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/8945897026504955704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/11/all-work-no-pay.html' title='All Work, No Pay'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-6127258509142950790</id><published>2008-11-13T09:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T09:58:40.016-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caring bridge kids'/><title type='text'>One more new kid</title><content type='html'>This one's from Greenville.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel Gleason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, just scroll down to my "Prayers Needed" section and find her name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-6127258509142950790?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/6127258509142950790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=6127258509142950790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/6127258509142950790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/6127258509142950790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-more-new-kid.html' title='One more new kid'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-2214353380812703089</id><published>2008-11-07T11:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T11:35:18.591-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caring bridge kids'/><title type='text'>New Kids</title><content type='html'>I added new kids to pray for under the "Prayers Needed" list below.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasey Radford&lt;br /&gt;Caroline O'Neil&lt;br /&gt;Austin Krumrey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-2214353380812703089?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/2214353380812703089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=2214353380812703089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/2214353380812703089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/2214353380812703089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-kids.html' title='New Kids'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-6238050095258050165</id><published>2008-11-03T12:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T12:12:57.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Berea Playoff Bound?</title><content type='html'>My school might be going to football playoffs - yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greenvilleonline.com/article/20081031/PREPSPORTS/810310344/-1/rss"&gt;Berea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-6238050095258050165?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.greenvilleonline.com/article/20081031/PREPSPORTS/810310344/-1/rss' title='Berea Playoff Bound?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/6238050095258050165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=6238050095258050165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/6238050095258050165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/6238050095258050165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/11/berea-playoff-bound.html' title='Berea Playoff Bound?'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-5142159940684899620</id><published>2008-10-31T02:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T02:21:55.972-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caring bridge kids'/><title type='text'>Cameron Brown</title><content type='html'>Cameron has passed away on October 30th at 10:04PM.  Once again, I cannot imagine what this must be like for his family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-5142159940684899620?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/5142159940684899620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=5142159940684899620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/5142159940684899620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/5142159940684899620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/10/cameron-brown.html' title='Cameron Brown'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-4908216195653398784</id><published>2008-10-30T17:05:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T02:20:40.385-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caring bridge kids'/><title type='text'>Cameron Brown &amp; Liam Fisher</title><content type='html'>All who read this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please keep these two young boys and their respective families in your thoughts and prayers at what must be such a heartbreaking time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/cameronbrown"&gt;Cameron Brown&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/liamfisher"&gt;Liam Fisher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot imagine what it must be like to entertain the possiblity of losing your child.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-4908216195653398784?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/4908216195653398784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=4908216195653398784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/4908216195653398784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/4908216195653398784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/10/cameron-brown-liam-fisher.html' title='Cameron Brown &amp; Liam Fisher'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-8510355479530480754</id><published>2008-10-30T10:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T10:06:31.074-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Macy Update #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=183420314-30102008&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic" size=2&gt;So  far,&amp;nbsp;our boy&amp;nbsp;has been ok.&amp;nbsp; He is still not happy at all with the  antibiotics we have to give him, but he hasn't had any more "episodes" since we  starting giving that to him.&amp;nbsp; Maybe it just had to work its way out of his  system.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=183420314-30102008&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic"  size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=183420314-30102008&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-8510355479530480754?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/8510355479530480754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=8510355479530480754' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/8510355479530480754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/8510355479530480754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/10/macy-update-2.html' title='Macy Update #2'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-8263539122587472036</id><published>2008-10-29T16:33:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T16:36:14.482-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Filly</title><content type='html'>Aww, &lt;a href="http://www.ananova.com/news/story/sm_3056050.html?menu=news.quirkies"&gt;this poor horse&lt;/a&gt;!  This looks like something I'd do to myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-8263539122587472036?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/8263539122587472036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=8263539122587472036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/8263539122587472036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/8263539122587472036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/10/poor-filly.html' title='Poor Filly'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-1475833422401127028</id><published>2008-10-29T15:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T15:08:01.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Macy update</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=972240219-29102008&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic" size=2&gt;My boy is  ok.&amp;nbsp; He is either having stress issues or he has a tiny bacterial infection  that the vet couldn't detect.&amp;nbsp; He has to take an antibiotic once a day,  which he HATES.&amp;nbsp; My poor boy.&amp;nbsp; He got his shots, too, so he was not a  happy boy yesterday.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=972240219-29102008&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic"  size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=972240219-29102008&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic" size=2&gt;I'm just  happy he's not very sick.&amp;nbsp; I am extremely attached to him (well, all of  them, but he is my first).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-1475833422401127028?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/1475833422401127028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=1475833422401127028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1475833422401127028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1475833422401127028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/10/macy-update.html' title='Macy update'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-8057789682527948623</id><published>2008-10-29T12:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T12:00:02.934-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='safety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='police'/><title type='text'>Flashing Lights lead to Robberies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.wyff4.com/news/17809945/detail.html?rss=gs&amp;psp=mostpopularstories"&gt;Flashing Lights Lead to Robberies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, this is why I have a problem with those auctioned-off decommissioned police vehicles.  I know that's probably not what was used in this situation, but I would seriously pull over for those cars.  They have the blacked-out rear light panels and even the manual spotlight on the front.  I have been seasoned to respond to blue lights, but geez... wouldn't the average person stop for those cars, too?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-8057789682527948623?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.wyff4.com/news/17809945/detail.html?rss=gs&amp;psp=mostpopularstories' title='Flashing Lights lead to Robberies'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/8057789682527948623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=8057789682527948623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/8057789682527948623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/8057789682527948623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/10/flashing-lights-lead-to-robberies.html' title='Flashing Lights lead to Robberies'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-1773860632049506474</id><published>2008-10-28T17:04:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:07:39.208-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Macy'/><title type='text'>My furbaby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY49wSHZfQw/SQd-3YutYRI/AAAAAAAAAK8/5agJwB5GaDY/s1600-h/11-1-2007+201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY49wSHZfQw/SQd-3YutYRI/AAAAAAAAAK8/5agJwB5GaDY/s320/11-1-2007+201.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262314179601981714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby boy kitty, Macy, is at the vet right now with hub.  I'll say it nicely by saying that he has had a digestive issue over the last week (in the litterbox area). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's not a happy boy right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please wish him well in your thoughts.  He's my only boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-1773860632049506474?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/1773860632049506474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=1773860632049506474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1773860632049506474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1773860632049506474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-furbaby.html' title='My furbaby'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY49wSHZfQw/SQd-3YutYRI/AAAAAAAAAK8/5agJwB5GaDY/s72-c/11-1-2007+201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-7524893109318448920</id><published>2008-10-28T12:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T12:18:55.695-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All Work, No Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic"&gt;Ok, maybe you get the pictures  next week.&amp;nbsp; This week, I am spending every waking moment either at work or  cleaning my house.&amp;nbsp; With Halloween coming up and me hosting a jewelry  party&lt;SPAN class=176121914-28102008&gt; the next weekend&lt;/SPAN&gt;, I have a lot to  do.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;SPAN class=176121914-28102008&gt;I am only able to post remotely  now because I am at work and cannot clean.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic" size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN  class=176121914-28102008&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic" size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN class=176121914-28102008&gt;If it  weren't for&amp;nbsp;our pets, I'd have a much cleaner floor, but it's worth  it.&amp;nbsp; I love&amp;nbsp;our babies.&amp;nbsp; It's not their fault anyway.&amp;nbsp; I  hope "Nature's Miracle" works a miracle or two.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic" size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN  class=176121914-28102008&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic" size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN class=176121914-28102008&gt;Oh dang,  I just realized I need to plan hors d'oeuvres for the party.&amp;nbsp; Hmm.&amp;nbsp;  What shall Kiki make/get?&amp;nbsp; Lemon Pie for sure, veggies, fruit, drinks,  nuts?&amp;nbsp; Sounds like a semi-plan.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic" size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN  class=176121914-28102008&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic" size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN  class=176121914-28102008&gt;-sigh-&amp;nbsp; I'm so busy this week.&amp;nbsp; Geez.&amp;nbsp;  Time to put&amp;nbsp;the DVD player on auto-pilot and start multi-tasking.&amp;nbsp; No  facebook or blogger, no nothing else until I'm done.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic" size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN  class=176121914-28102008&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic" size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN class=176121914-28102008&gt;I also  realized that I need to get some alternate seating in our house.&amp;nbsp; The last  few things we have had, we havn't had enough seating.&amp;nbsp; I might have to  borrow from my bro this time around until I have a chance to go out and actually  purchase something good.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-7524893109318448920?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/7524893109318448920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=7524893109318448920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/7524893109318448920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/7524893109318448920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/10/all-work-no-play.html' title='All Work, No Play'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-9032954745586084954</id><published>2008-10-28T12:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T12:00:00.865-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Guns &amp; Roses and some free Dr. Pepper</title><content type='html'>LOL - it looks like Dr. Pepper is making good on their promise to give out free Dr. Pepper if Guns and Roses EVER released that long-awaited album of theirs, &lt;em&gt;Chinese Democracy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, long awaited for some. Me? Not so much. I was over GNR by the time Slash and Duff moved on to Velvet Revolver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the free drink, I semi like Dr. Pepper. I migrated to Mr. Pibb until it starting sucking, and never went back to Dr. Pepper since I gave up brown sodas. I might break down and give it another try.. you know, since it's free and all. If I act quickly, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca"&gt;Dr Pepper's Guns N' Roses Promise Won't Go Flat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-9032954745586084954?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://news.yahoo.com/s/eonline/20081024/en_music_eo/65504' title='Guns &amp; Roses and some free Dr. Pepper'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/9032954745586084954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=9032954745586084954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/9032954745586084954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/9032954745586084954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/10/guns-roses-and-some-free-dr-pepper.html' title='Guns &amp; Roses and some free Dr. Pepper'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-842008784799709863</id><published>2008-10-27T15:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T15:07:34.208-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=189000619-27102008&gt;&lt;FONT face="Century Gothic" size=2&gt;I just  found my remote-post email address again.&amp;nbsp; Now I can post faster from work  and not have to open up the whole dang website.&amp;nbsp; Sweet.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-842008784799709863?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/842008784799709863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=842008784799709863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/842008784799709863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/842008784799709863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/10/nice.html' title='Nice'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-2712294800517599661</id><published>2008-10-27T11:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T12:39:33.316-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='privacy'/><title type='text'>Privacy, or not</title><content type='html'>I think I am slowly losing my anonymity. Well, I couldn't expect much of it when I have my photo on my blog, but I try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this soundsoffsouth.com thing coming my way, I am going to have to embrace my public-ness. I can handle it. I just have to watch what I say. I don't want something to come back and bite me in the posterior. I mean, if I am linked from our main news source in Greenville, that's about as public as standing on a mouse in downtown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, I am probably about open myself up and invite my first IRL friend to read up. I doubt if there's anything here she's not already privy to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been too long since you have seen pictures. I shall post some tonight after I hang my Halloween decorations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-2712294800517599661?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/2712294800517599661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=2712294800517599661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/2712294800517599661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/2712294800517599661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/10/privacy-or-not.html' title='Privacy, or not'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-4696893242229668910</id><published>2008-10-26T09:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T09:36:34.540-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>Man Dies In Crash On Rain-Slick I-85 Ramp</title><content type='html'>Check out the link in the title above. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This EXACTLY why I fear crossing this particular section of 85 - I have to use it once a week.  There is hardly any on-ramp to be spoken of, and people speed onto 85 like they're in a Mercedes Guard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-4696893242229668910?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.wyff4.com/news/17804217/detail.html#-' title='Man Dies In Crash On Rain-Slick I-85 Ramp'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/4696893242229668910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=4696893242229668910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/4696893242229668910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/4696893242229668910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/10/man-dies-in-crash-on-rain-slick-i-85.html' title='Man Dies In Crash On Rain-Slick I-85 Ramp'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-6116837754289384879</id><published>2008-10-23T23:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T11:59:43.600-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Birfday</title><content type='html'>I turned 32 today.  Next thing in life had better be having kids!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-6116837754289384879?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/6116837754289384879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=6116837754289384879' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/6116837754289384879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/6116837754289384879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/10/birfday.html' title='Birfday'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-4685900157937946227</id><published>2008-10-22T17:44:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T00:56:09.229-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OPEC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><title type='text'>OPEC and the Life-Sucking Piggy Bank</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I was pleased this morning to wake up and find gas at my local Enmart  lowered to $2.48 (even though I paid more last night, but that’s cool).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I read this article at &lt;a href="http://www.forbes.com/afxnewslimited/feeds/afx/2008/10/23/afx5597572.html"&gt;Forbes&lt;/a&gt; and giggled a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hub and I had a conversation regarding this issue  awhile back.  I was still ticked about the prices even though they were  dropping.  I said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="234294417-23102008"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I wouldn't be happy until they  were below $2.  He said it would never happen.  To be honest, I believed him.   However, after reading this article, I may not have been far off the mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="234294417-23102008"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="234294417-23102008"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;So why  did I giggle at you, OPEC?  Well, maybe because you've been using Mega Maid to  suck the dust bunnies out of my wallet for 4 years and it's time you get hit  where it hurts.  I guess Mega Maid's gone from suck to blow, eh?  How does it  feel not to know where your next meal is coming from?  No, you're probably not  that strapped for cash, dudes, mainly because you have the rest of my money  hidden in your mattress, but a lot of us were/are. I at LEAST wanted to buy my hubby a dang Christmas present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="234294417-23102008"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="234294417-23102008"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Oh yeah,  and speaking of exorbitant - how about cutting France a break, too?  $9.33 a  gallon.  Really?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-4685900157937946227?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/4685900157937946227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=4685900157937946227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/4685900157937946227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/4685900157937946227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/10/opec-and-life-sucking-piggy-bank.html' title='OPEC and the Life-Sucking Piggy Bank'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-8509649143028035739</id><published>2008-10-22T10:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T12:30:55.334-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Sound off South</title><content type='html'>Cool!  I have been "found" by a local website that compiles local blogs.  I guess I should write more now!  I meant to anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check them out.&lt;br /&gt;http://soundoffsouth.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like me - you really, really like me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-8509649143028035739?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://soundoffsouth.com/' title='Sound off South'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/8509649143028035739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=8509649143028035739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/8509649143028035739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/8509649143028035739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/10/sound-off-south.html' title='Sound off South'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-3618481901867756156</id><published>2008-10-21T17:41:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T20:19:55.659-04:00</updated><title type='text'>rant</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well, I read all the Twilight books, back to front, times two.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I absolutely LOVED all of them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I cannot wait for the first movie to come out on 11-21.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My husband and I are going together to watch it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s going to be our date night – which brings me to one reason why I’m irritated.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However, I don’t want this rant to take anything from that.  I truly LOVED reading those books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That being said -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have friends *(not from work) that I have gotten into Twilight as well.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They want to go see the movie also – which is great.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m happy for them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However, I have told all of those friends that this is mine and hub’s date night.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I suppose, to them, that doesn’t mean as much.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;To us, it’s a time where we can be alone with just each other.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s when we splurge – for once – and enjoy our rare, unblemished amount of time where we don’t have to interact with anything or anyone else.&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To be honest, I don’t think that’s selfish at all, especially considering how little we get to do it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For instance, I got to go to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Charleston&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; with a friend this past Saturday, and hub couldn’t even come with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I even brought up the fact that we’re going as our date night.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Later on, one of those same people says something like, “yeah, we’ve all got somewhere to be on November 21&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;, don’t we? Aren’t we all going to see a movie?” Poke, poke; jab, jab.  Well, no, we don’t… like I said before, I am not joining a group of folks.  We want to be alone.  Simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, the basic the gripe is that I have told them over and over that this is going to be Josh and me alone.  Obviously that’s not going to stop them from going to see it on their own, even at the same theatre.  It shouldn’t.  That WOULD be selfish of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sometimes, I am oversensitive.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Many times, in fact.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t think that’s true this time&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have explicitly stated that hub and I want to be alone that night, and I keep getting ignored.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I just think it’s a little annoying when people push themselves on others and invite themselves to places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Grr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-3618481901867756156?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/3618481901867756156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=3618481901867756156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/3618481901867756156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/3618481901867756156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/10/rant.html' title='rant'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-6566901740529463220</id><published>2008-10-21T17:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T23:11:59.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I caught myself about to say something.  Should have said it.</title><content type='html'>Well, I read all the Twilight books, back to front, times two.  I absolutely LOVED all of them.  I cannot wait for the first movie to come out on 11-21.  My husband and I are going together to watch it.  It’s going to be our date night – which brings me to one reason why I’m irritated.  However, I don’t want this rant to take anything from that.  I truly LOVED reading those books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said - I have friends that I have gotten into Twilight as well.  They want to go see the movie also – which is great.  I’m happy for them.  However, I have told all of those friends that this is mine and hub’s date night.  I suppose, to them, that doesn’t mean as much.  To us, it’s a time where we can be alone with just each other.  It’s when we splurge – for once – and enjoy our rare, unblemished amount of time where we don’t have to interact with anything or anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I don’t think that’s selfish at all, especially considering how little we get to do it.  For instance, I got to go to Charleston with another friend this past Saturday, and hub couldn’t even come with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even brought up the fact that we’re going as our date night.  Later on, one of those same people says something like, “yeah, we’ve all got somewhere to be on November 21st, don’t we? Aren’t we all going to see a movie?” Poke, poke; jab, jab.  Well, no, we don’t… like I said before, I am not joining a group of folks.  We want to be alone.  Simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the basic the gripe is that I have told them over and over that this is going to be hub and me alone.  Obviously that’s not going to stop them from going to see it on their own, even at the same theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I am oversensitive.  Many times, in fact.  I know that.  I don’t think that’s true this time.  I have explicitly stated that hub and I want to be alone that night, and I keep getting ignored.  I just think it’s a little annoying when people push themselves on others and invite themselves to places. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there.  Rant over.  I am purged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-6566901740529463220?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/6566901740529463220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=6566901740529463220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/6566901740529463220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/6566901740529463220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-caught-myself-about-to-say-something.html' title='I caught myself about to say something.  Should have said it.'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-8859149854186198078</id><published>2008-09-17T11:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T11:40:44.455-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='101 in 1001'/><title type='text'>101 in 1001 - a redo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Well, MANY things have  happened to me during the time I was supposed to be checking off items on my 101  in 1001 list. So I have redone it. I gave myself a new time limit. Since some of  the items I have checked off were in 2008, I am starting back at January 10th,  2008. Below is my "new" list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My start date is 1-10-2008 at 12:00:00  AM.&lt;br /&gt;My goal date is 1-16-2011 at 12:00:00 AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;style&gt; st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } &lt;/style&gt;  &lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} a:link, span.MsoHyperlink  {color:blue;  text-decoration:underline;  text-underline:single;} a:visited, span.MsoHyperlinkFollowed  {color:#008040;  text-decoration:underline;  text-underline:single;} @page Section1  {size:8.5in 11.0in;  margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;  mso-header-margin:.5in;  mso-footer-margin:.5in;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1&gt;  WatchAmerican Film Institutes 100 Greatest Movies (17/100)&lt;br /&gt;2&gt; Read 10  chapters of the Bible.&lt;br /&gt;3&gt; Read 1/2 of Shakespeare's complete  works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4&gt; Read Twilight Saga (done 9-1-08)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5&gt; Put together  scrapbooks of our wedding, the kitties, Fiona, and my family.&lt;br /&gt;6&gt; Work up  to 100 push-ups.&lt;br /&gt;7&gt; Work up to 100 sit-ups.&lt;br /&gt;8&gt; Reach my goal weight  of 140.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9&gt; Have our own house. (done – closed 1-10-08!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10&gt;  Have children/child.&lt;br /&gt;11&gt; Run a mile.&lt;br /&gt;12&gt; Color an entire coloring  book.&lt;br /&gt;13&gt; Recite the Greek alphabet from memory.&lt;br /&gt;14&gt; Learn  elementary Latin.&lt;br /&gt;15&gt; Learn elementary Gaelic.&lt;br /&gt;16&gt; Take a  photography class.&lt;br /&gt;17&gt; Learn a new instrument.&lt;br /&gt;18&gt; Take my older  niece out for girlie time once every 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;19&gt; Send a care package to  a soldier.&lt;br /&gt;20&gt; Get a passport.&lt;br /&gt;21&gt; Contribute to savings every  paycheck... indefinitely.&lt;br /&gt;22&gt; Submit an entry to PostSecret.&lt;br /&gt;23&gt; Go  to RenFaire.&lt;br /&gt;23&gt; Go to Medieval Times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;24&gt; See another musical.  (done – Fiddler on the Roof 2008!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25&gt; Do something nice for a  stranger.&lt;br /&gt;26&gt; Volunteer for Habitat for Humanity.&lt;br /&gt;27&gt; Help someone  in need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;28&gt; Grow a plant that actually blooms more than once. (done –  &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Burgundy&lt;/st1:place&gt; Dahlia  2008!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29&gt; Watch a sunrise and a sunset.&lt;br /&gt;30&gt; Learn 25 new meals  and cook them all at least once for hubby. 1/25&lt;br /&gt;31&gt; Eat 20 new healthy  things I have never tried before. Stick with five of them.&lt;br /&gt;32&gt; Work up to  40 minutes a day on my elliptical trainer.&lt;br /&gt;33&gt; Learn a new word every week  and use it three times in everyday language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;34&gt; Host a real  get-together for my friends (not just a candle party). (done 2x!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35&gt;  Learn how to use Photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;36&gt; Take a photo of myself once a week during  the 1001 days.&lt;br /&gt;37&gt; Write a decent haiku.&lt;br /&gt;38&gt; Go to sleep on time or  earlier for 1 month; track results.&lt;br /&gt;39&gt; Give up a junk food.&lt;br /&gt;40&gt;  Entertain in a retirement home.&lt;br /&gt;41&gt; Stop swearing.&lt;br /&gt;42&gt; Read the list  25 banned books.&lt;br /&gt;43&gt; Finish my Sudoku book and the Sudokus in my Nintendo  DS.&lt;br /&gt;44&gt; Backup my important files on my computer.&lt;br /&gt;45&gt; Find time to  go camping with hubby. Go camping.&lt;br /&gt;46&gt; Create a property will and a living  will.&lt;br /&gt;47&gt; Buy our burial plots.&lt;br /&gt;48&gt; Attend a poetry  reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;49&gt; Pay off my car and finally own something. (done – March  2008!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50&gt; Really clean out my closet and donate everything I clean  out to local battered women's shelter. (half done!)&lt;br /&gt;51&gt; Give 20  undiscovered bands a listening chance.&lt;br /&gt;52&gt; Grow a small herb garden; keep  alive until I have harvested something I can use in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;53&gt; Have  one of those western pics taken with hubby.&lt;br /&gt;54&gt; Take a picture of  something different every day for a month, twice. Review.&lt;br /&gt;55&gt; Volunteer at  an Animal Shelter with hubby.&lt;br /&gt;56&gt; Dress up as something horribly scary for  Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;57&gt; Spend 10 minutes in silence each day for a month.&lt;br /&gt;58&gt;  Read all books we currently own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;59&gt; Adopt a rescued animal. (done,  Fiona the doog – 3-26-08!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60&gt; Have a picnic 5 times with  hubby.&lt;br /&gt;61&gt; Say yes to something I would normally reject.&lt;br /&gt;62&gt; Go to  an IMAX theater and not get sick.&lt;br /&gt;63&gt; Drink only water for 3  months.&lt;br /&gt;64&gt; Have flowers delivered to my Mom for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;65&gt; Dig  for fossils.&lt;br /&gt;66&gt; Drop money where only a child can get it.&lt;br /&gt;67&gt; Have  my teeth whitened.&lt;br /&gt;68&gt; Put together my Disney puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;69&gt;  Read/reread all 7 Harry Potter books.&lt;br /&gt;70&gt; Do something crafty that  requires mosaic stone.&lt;br /&gt;71&gt; Make a blanket from my old marching  band/college t-shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;72&gt; Get certified in Adult &amp;amp; child CPR.  (done – 2008!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73&gt; Buy a lottery ticket.&lt;br /&gt;74&gt; Watch 10 movies I  don't want to watch.&lt;br /&gt;75&gt; Choose an affirmation and say it each day for a  month, changing every month for 6 months. Continue if it makes me  happy.&lt;br /&gt;76&gt; Stop twirling my hair with my right hand.&lt;br /&gt;77&gt; Read the  100 Best Novels.&lt;br /&gt;78&gt; Beat hubby at chess 5 times in a row.&lt;br /&gt;79&gt; See  all of the IMDB's Top 250 Movies I haven’t seen yet &lt;b&gt;(53/250)&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;80&gt;  Send 25 e-cards.&lt;br /&gt;81&gt; Send snail mail birthday cards to all of my family  members.&lt;br /&gt;82&gt; Donate platelets 10 times.&lt;br /&gt;83&gt; Have BBQ at 10 new  places (list to follow!)&lt;br /&gt;84&gt; See 'Shakespeare in the Park' in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Cleveland&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Park&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;85&gt; Attend &lt;st1:street st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:address st="on"&gt;Main Street&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt;  Jazz.&lt;br /&gt;86&gt; Learn how to play Flight of the Bumblebee on my  piccolo.&lt;br /&gt;87&gt; Have professional photos taken with hubby.&lt;br /&gt;88&gt; Get my  name fixed on my SS card.&lt;br /&gt;89&gt; Pay off Computer bill.&lt;br /&gt;90&gt; Pay off  NordicTrack.&lt;br /&gt;91&gt; Increase 401k contributions by 2% every time I get a  raise (constant).&lt;br /&gt;92&gt; Go to a play with hubby.&lt;br /&gt;93&gt; Complete  Christmas shopping early every year. &lt;b&gt;(0/3)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94&gt; Watch all the DVDs  we own.&lt;br /&gt;95&gt; Get together with BFF once every few months or so.&lt;br /&gt;96&gt;  Attend Greenville Symphony performance.&lt;br /&gt;97&gt; Go without fast food for a  month.&lt;br /&gt;98&gt; Clean out storage room.&lt;br /&gt;99&gt; Learn to recognize 10  constellations. &lt;b&gt;(1/10)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100&gt; Do my Mindleaders course at work for 30  minutes every week (starting in two weeks when it's available again).&lt;br /&gt;101&gt;  Make a new list!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-8859149854186198078?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/8859149854186198078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=8859149854186198078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/8859149854186198078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/8859149854186198078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/09/101-in-1001-redo.html' title='101 in 1001 - a redo'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-8206320432422297100</id><published>2008-09-10T20:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T20:13:49.374-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hiatus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Twilight Update</title><content type='html'>I was done with the last two books in less than two full days.  LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I am re-reading slower.  I don't know why.  I took my time before.  I just want to make sure I am not missing anything.  Yeah... I did that with Harry Potter, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiatus still in effect!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-8206320432422297100?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/8206320432422297100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=8206320432422297100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/8206320432422297100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/8206320432422297100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/09/twilight-update.html' title='Twilight Update'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-7680359925223853891</id><published>2008-08-28T17:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T17:40:16.182-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Me and Twilight</title><content type='html'>I have taken a blogging hiatus because my flute student got me into reading the Stephenie Meyer Twilight books. I am totally and utterly hooked. I'll be back when I am done... two more books from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I will address what I wrote before. Still not sure if I'm right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, don't click on the title link above unless you've read all the books. Unless you WANT to be spoiled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-7680359925223853891?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/7680359925223853891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=7680359925223853891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/7680359925223853891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/7680359925223853891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/08/me-and-twilight.html' title='Me and Twilight'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-5636302931006661879</id><published>2008-06-11T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T08:00:01.967-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forwards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Dog Nap</title><content type='html'>Something my MIL sent to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An older, tired-looking dog wandered into my yard; I could tell from his collar and well-fed belly that he had a home and was well taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He calmly came over to me, I gave him a few pats on his head; he then followed me into my house, slowly walked down the hall, curled up in the corner and fell asleep. An hour later, he went to the door, and I let him out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day he was back, greeted me in my yard, walked inside and resumed his spot in the hall and again slept for about an hour. This continued off and on for several weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curious, I pinned a note to his collar: 'I would like to find out who the owner of this wonderful sweet dog is and ask if you are aware that almost every afternoon your dog comes to my house for a nap.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day he arrived for his nap, with a different note pinned to his collar: 'He lives in a home with 6 children, 2 under the age of 3 - he's trying to catch up on his sleep. Can I come with him tomorrow?'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-5636302931006661879?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/5636302931006661879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=5636302931006661879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/5636302931006661879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/5636302931006661879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/06/dog-nap.html' title='Dog Nap'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-6688497087655963753</id><published>2008-06-10T22:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T22:14:38.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent News #2</title><content type='html'>These are more news pieces that stuck out to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pet owners fear tough economic choices (this one touched my heart, since I am a pet mommy &amp;amp; pet lover)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2008/LIVING/wayoflife/06/04/economy.pets.ap/index.html"&gt;http://www.cnn.com/2008/LIVING/wayoflife/06/04/economy.pets.ap/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hospital loses stillborn baby's body (this just makes me sad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,362901,00.html"&gt;http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,362901,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 year old saves 5 year old from drowning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wsbtv.com/news/16479379/detail.html"&gt;http://www.wsbtv.com/news/16479379/detail.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hit &amp;amp; Run Victim Ignored Like Roadkill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2008/CRIME/06/05/ignored.hitrun.ap/index.html?iref=mpstoryview"&gt;http://www.cnn.com/2008/CRIME/06/05/ignored.hitrun.ap/index.html?iref=mpstoryview&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-6688497087655963753?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/6688497087655963753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=6688497087655963753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/6688497087655963753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/6688497087655963753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/06/recent-news-2.html' title='Recent News #2'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-2273285998793328197</id><published>2008-06-09T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T08:00:01.600-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Katrina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Animal Story</title><content type='html'>This is SUCH a great story of a Hurricane Katrina animal. Click the link below for Molly, the horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.equi-works.com/articles/"&gt;http://www.equi-works.com/articles/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on Molly: &lt;a href="http://www.lsu.edu/highlights/2006/10/molly.html"&gt;http://www.lsu.edu/highlights/2006/10/molly.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-2273285998793328197?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.equi-works.com/articles/' title='Animal Story'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/2273285998793328197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=2273285998793328197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/2273285998793328197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/2273285998793328197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/06/animal-story.html' title='Animal Story'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-7827982367541339723</id><published>2008-05-23T15:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T16:03:08.778-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>My favorites of recent news</title><content type='html'>Lost Parrot Returns Home After Telling Veterinarian His Address&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,356850,00.html"&gt;http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,356850,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police Dig Up Charles Manson's Former Ranch in Search for New Bodies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,356728,00.html"&gt;http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,356728,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,357463,00.html" _extended="true"&gt;Woman Wakes After Heart Stopped, Rigor Mortis Set In&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newsnet5.com/health/16363548/detail.html"&gt;http://www.newsnet5.com/health/16363548/detail.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London's New Jack the Ripper Exhibit Cuts Deep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,357701,00.html"&gt;http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,357701,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-7827982367541339723?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/7827982367541339723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=7827982367541339723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/7827982367541339723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/7827982367541339723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-favorites-of-recent-news.html' title='My favorites of recent news'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-8392143794185331924</id><published>2008-05-21T10:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T10:49:28.255-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><title type='text'>That just makes no sense</title><content type='html'>I had SUCH a strange dream last night.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me preface the dream with this explanation: I have a former conductor whom I probably never want to play for again, unless something drastic happens to his high-brow, upturned nose, perfectionist attitude.  Just an example, if someone is out during a rehearsal (rehearsal, not practice.  Apparently, there’s a difference), he expects the part to be covered.  This is fine, if there’s an alternate person playing it.  Otherwise, some poor soul has to pull what I call “piccolo duty” and read off two parts for the whole “rehearsal.”  This is difficult as a piccoloist, I can testify, much less with two full parts.  Piccolo parts usually have significant resting spots, making it a little easier to switch over, find your place again, pick up the new instrument and play.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason #2 I don’t appreciate this conductor is that he is pouty.  This falls in line with the perfectionist trait.  When someone doesn’t play something correctly or something doesn’t go his way, he huffs and puffs all over the podium.  I have never seen someone take a wrong note so personally.  I wasn’t the culprit of any wrong notes while I was playing for this ensemble (I wasn’t there long enough to do so).  I was a fill-in for two separate concerts in two different seasons.  The 2nd time around, I was asked in a hurry.  I had a conflict with one of the rehearsals, and I told him so.  I think he just about cracked his egg.  I saw his face get beet-red and he pursed his lips at me.  I don’t remember what he said b/c it ticked me off, but it was enough for me to realize that this wasn’t the right ensemble for me.  He even pushes aside charter members like someone else I constantly perform with in order to let a “better” person sit in their place.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I told you ALL that to tell you about my dream.  Sorry.  It was necessary so you can feel my confusion.  Oh, and I also need to tell you that, since my washer/dryer work now, I did some late-night laundry and left some important clothes out for Hub to dry for me in the morning… which he did.  Yes, this is relevant.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that I was going to be late for a concert for THIS conductor.  Why was I in that ensemble?  Beats me.  For some reason, though, I was dying to get up there and play.  I get myself to the performance spot and find that I am wearing jeans instead of black pants (the same pants I really did wash last night – see, I told you it was relevant).  The concert is about to begin.  I am backstage and I see that the strings have already put up their bows to warm up or actually play, not sure which.  I get around to the side, where I can apparently hide, and I hear the downbeat of the first piece.  So I am panicking because I’m not on stage playing.  After the first piece, we all hear from the conductor “would the three performers who have not yet joined us, please do so at the intermission.”  Yikes… one of those would be me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And WHY again, am I so freaked out to get up there?  I still don’t know.  I must have been getting paid.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I end up back at home, not sure how I got there, and I find that my pants are still wet in the washer.  I am screaming at the top of my lungs that Hub dried the wrong load of clothes.  Bless his heart.  For some reason, all this is his fault.  Sorry, Hub.  Someone has to pay.  I realize now I’ll never get there in time for the intermission.  I give up.  However, now there is some chick in a wedding dress in my MOM AND DAD’S front lawn (her initials are Q.F.A., because her ugly initial necklace told me so), pitching a fit.  This is probably a correlation to my conniption with Hub about the pants.  I find out right before I wake up that her name was Queenie Faye something.  WHY does that even matter?  What the heck did I take before I went to bed?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my interpretation of this whole thing goes back to the pants.  I went to bed worried that Hub might forget to dry my pants in the morning, so I must have parlayed that into this dream.  So weird.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change of subject... Hub and I made a big mistake with the pool yesterday.  We had filled it up to where it needed to be a couple of days ago.  Yesterday, we were trying to deal with the filter and pump for the first time.  We accidentally left it on backwash, which means the water will gush out of the underground pipe.  We lost all of the extra water we had put in it.  Dangit.  Now we’re back to where we were.  I have to fill up the pool again tonight, and of course, I can’t try the pump again until it’s full.  Dangit.  I guess I'm just doing housework until it's ready.  Well, I need to anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-8392143794185331924?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/8392143794185331924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=8392143794185331924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/8392143794185331924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/8392143794185331924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/05/that-just-makes-no-sense.html' title='That just makes no sense'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-7896648444518530644</id><published>2008-05-20T08:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T11:19:59.985-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='July 4th'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Home stuff</title><content type='html'>We finally got a washer and dryer! Hub and his BFF set up the washer last night, and the dryer will hopefully beset up today. This means I’ll no longer have to take two loads at a time over to my Grandma’s house when I Grandma-sit and be up til 12:30 at night wanting on them to finish. My REM sleep thanks you, hub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We almost have our pool open as well. Only one more “winterized” item remains, and we’ll be able to turn the pump on, get a water sample, and get it running. I’m excited to have my very own pool! I missed that. We had one at the apartment, but I didn’t feel comfortable laying out there. There were always WAY too many people in the daylight. Hub and I used to just go swimming about 9:30 or 10 at night right before the pool closed LOL. We almost always had our privacy. So, yay for the personal pool LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, we’re having our family’s 4th of July party this year. My brother and sis-in-law had always had the party there, so we’re just continuing the tradition and having it in the same place. As far as I know, we’re the only family members to have a pool AND deck now, so it looks like we're pretty much it for the summer get-togethers. I don't mind. I have always wanted to host family parties. Any parties, for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We might also be hosting my friend’s little boy’s birthday party the very next day. He heard we had a pool and decided he was having his party there. I thought it was a good idea also, and told my friend that we'd love to host it.  It's going to be a little stressful having parties two days in a row, but I think it will be alright.  It depends on how much food I have to make for both, and if I can keep the 2nd day's pre-prepared food from being eaten by curious first-day kids.  Who knows... if he still decides to have the party at our house, we'll work it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-7896648444518530644?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/7896648444518530644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=7896648444518530644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/7896648444518530644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/7896648444518530644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/05/home-stuff.html' title='Home stuff'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-1052445921688468339</id><published>2008-05-20T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T08:00:00.910-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oreos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Wish I'd Been There</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Found at wyff4.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oreo Spill Shuts Down Illinois Highway&lt;br /&gt;Police: Truck Driver Fell Asleep At Wheel&lt;br /&gt;POSTED: 9:40 am EDT May 19, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newsvine.com/_tools/seed?popoff=0&amp;amp;u=http://www.wyff4.com/irresistible/16326261/detail.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://del.icio.us/post?title=Oreo%20Spill%20Shuts%20Down%20Illinois%20Highway&amp;amp;url=http://www.wyff4.com/irresistible/16326261/detail.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://digg.com/submit?phase=2&amp;amp;title=Oreo%20Spill%20Shuts%20Down%20Illinois%20Highway&amp;amp;url=http://www.wyff4.com/irresistible/16326261/detail.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/sharer.php?u=http://www.wyff4.com/irresistible/16326261/detail.html&amp;amp;t=Oreo" target="_blank" from_posted="1" src="'sc&amp;amp;pos="&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://reddit.com/submit?url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.wyff4.com%2Firresistible%2F16326261%2Fdetail.html&amp;amp;title=Oreo%20Spill%20Shuts%20Down%20Illinois%20Highway" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wyff4.com/rss/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:popUp(" target="_self" width="460,height=400,scrollbars');&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:popUp(" target="_self" page="http://www.wyff4.com/irresistible/16326261/detail.html&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;width=450,height=250&amp;quot;);'"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;MORRIS, Ill. -- A trailer loaded with 14 tons of double-stuffed Oreos overturned, dumping boxes of cookies all over the road and the median about 50 miles southwest of Chicago.  It shut down the highway and backed up traffic.  Illinois State Police said the truck crashed after the driver fell asleep at the wheel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Anyone who knows me knows that Oreos are my favorite cookies.  I'd have been all over that highway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-1052445921688468339?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.wyff4.com/irresistible/16326261/detail.html' title='Wish I&apos;d Been There'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/1052445921688468339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=1052445921688468339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1052445921688468339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1052445921688468339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/05/wish-id-been-there.html' title='Wish I&apos;d Been There'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-8428931852448071725</id><published>2008-05-19T08:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T08:00:00.285-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='issues'/><title type='text'>How to Deal with Impossible People</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;This is from http://www.wikihow.com/Deal-With-Impossible-People&lt;br /&gt;I think it's relevant to my current situation. LOL.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Deal-With-Impossible-People"&gt;How to Deal With Impossible People&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know impossible people. They tend to share three main characteristics: They cannot be reasoned with, they believe they can do no wrong, and they are convinced that everything is someone else's fault. If you haven't had some first-hand experience in dealing with such people, even a brief conversation can raise your blood pressure through the roof. These people may also be known to some as narcissists. Here are some insights and steps for dealing with these highly difficult people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="Steps" name="Steps"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steps&lt;br /&gt;Recognize that impossible people exist; you will eventually encounter them. There isn't a thing you can do about it. The first step is all about facing reality: If you think you might be dealing with an impossible person, you're probably right. When in doubt, proceed as instructed below. The headaches you save will be your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be aware that some people simply aren't compatible. Sometimes, a person who gets along with everybody else quite well is an impossible person for you personally. Most relationships between people contain many shades of gray, but some people simply mix as well as oil and water. It is common to hear your impossible person proclaim that "Everyone else likes me." This is an attempt to shift the blame to you, so don't buy it. It doesn't matter how this person interacts with others. The fact is, the way the two of you interact together is terrible. Remember that blame never changes the facts. To counter this, tell them that it is a logical fallacy, or specifically an *&lt;a class="external text" title="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ad_hominem" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ad_hominem" rel="nofollow"&gt;Ad hominem&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understand that it's not you, it's them. This can be surprisingly difficult, considering that impossible people have complete mastery of blaming skills. If you're dealing with an impossible person, you're probably being told on a regular basis that every conceivable thing is your fault. It isn't. As the saying goes, "It takes two to tango." Chances are, the more often they blame you, the more they themselves are actually at fault. Keep in mind that this is not to be used as a way to blame them. Blaming is what impossible people do, and they do it well. Instead, you are only facing the facts, for your own sake. That being said, here's a simple way to tell: If you accept responsibility for your own faults and resolve to improve yourself, it's probably not you. Remember, impossible people can do no wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realize that you cannot deal with impossible people the same way you deal with everyone else. In some ways, they need to be treated like children. Give up all hope of engaging these folks in any kind of reasonable conversation. It will never happen, at least with you. Remember what happened the last fifty times you tried to have a civilized discussion about the status of your relationship with this person. Chances are, every such attempt ended in you being blamed for everything. Decide now to quit banging your head against a brick wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read the rest of it at &lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Deal-With-Impossible-People"&gt;http://www.wikihow.com/Deal-With-Impossible-People&lt;/a&gt;.  I'm not posting the rest of it b/c it's not my work and it's too dang long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-8428931852448071725?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.wikihow.com/Deal-With-Impossible-People' title='How to Deal with Impossible People'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/8428931852448071725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=8428931852448071725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/8428931852448071725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/8428931852448071725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-to-deal-with-impossible-people.html' title='How to Deal with Impossible People'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-4758610779597029067</id><published>2008-05-18T08:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T15:05:42.696-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='band'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>It's hard being famous</title><content type='html'>Our band is famous now. Check out the Youtube posting below. This is our band performing "The Captains and the Kings" by Leroy Anderson for the Leroy Anderson Centennial Celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fHfel_g3bVk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fHfel_g3bVk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not playing piccolo this time. I am the second from the left on row 1. I wasn't focused on (thank goodness), but you can see my hair every once in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find all of our current videos at: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/jblitzie"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/jblitzie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-4758610779597029067?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BXRj9YlccbA' title='It&apos;s hard being famous'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/4758610779597029067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=4758610779597029067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/4758610779597029067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/4758610779597029067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-hard-being-famous.html' title='It&apos;s hard being famous'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-7933661870843655977</id><published>2008-05-17T08:00:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T08:00:01.653-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oddities'/><title type='text'>You haven't missed me at all?</title><content type='html'>Disclaimer, again..: NOT my story.  Found at &lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,356375,00.html"&gt;http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,356375,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woman's Dead Body Lies in Flat for 35 Years&lt;br /&gt;Friday, May 16, 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ZAGREB, Croatia —  Governments have changed. War erupted and ended. Neighbors had children, and then grandchildren. But Hedviga Golik never left her tiny apartment in Croatia's capital — until her mummified body was carried out this week, 35 years after she died.&lt;br /&gt;Police said Friday that no one ever reported Golik missing and no one has come to claim her body.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Residents of her loft building in downtown Zagreb had broken into Golik's flat after deciding that the apartment should belong to them, and not to her. Startled by the remains in bed, they called police.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forensics experts said Golik likely died in 1973, about the time a neighbor last saw her. Expert Davor Strinovic said she seemed to have died of natural causes, but "it's almost impossible to say for certain" after so much time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some of Golik's neighbors claimed she had talked about going abroad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Experts said her windows had been open, likely diminishing the smell. It remained unclear who — if anyone — was paying her bills and who exactly owned the apartment. In the 1970s, when Golik died, apartments were state-owned.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Neighbors now argue the apartment should be divided among the remaining tenants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The discovery of Golik's body on Tuesday prompted media debates on how it is possible for a woman to die so long ago without anyone noticing. One local journalist said it showed people were becoming more alienated.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"My dear neighbors! Please keep on being curious and a bit tiresome, as you have been so far," Merita Arslani wrote in the Jutarnji list daily.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, REALLY.  That's just messed up and sad.  I sure do hope that SOMEONE over 35 years would notice me missing.  If you normally talk to me all the time, and I haven't told you I'm not talking to you again, and you haven't heard from me in a year, then I'm dead and you need to send someone to find my shallow-buried body.  Seriously.  PLEASE look for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-7933661870843655977?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,356375,00.html' title='You haven&apos;t missed me at all?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/7933661870843655977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=7933661870843655977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/7933661870843655977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/7933661870843655977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-havent-missed-me-at-all.html' title='You haven&apos;t missed me at all?'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-6662926929462068378</id><published>2008-05-14T17:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T11:35:35.532-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><title type='text'>Doggie Chronicles, Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Doggie Training update: Hub got a chain for the fence that Fiona keeps trying to get out of. Well, not so much trying, as succeeding, really. She actually pushed her way out of it three times already. I could have beaten her the 2nd time she did it. I had to chase her down the opposite street in my car. She got a BIG spanking when I finally convinced her to get in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not sure why she hasn’t done it around me again, but it might just be that I keep her distracted. I’m not sure. Hub said that she tried it again with him when she thought he wasn’t looking, apparently. She couldn’t get out, though, because we’d already put the chain on by then. So, we know the chain at least works. However, we don’t know how deep of a drive she has to get out. Hey, if the chain does work when we’re not there, then great. We won’t have the need for the invisible fence. However, my fear is that she has a big enough desire to explore that she’d jump the chain-link fence and get out anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really want to extend the existing 50-70 feet of 6’ tall privacy fence, but right now, we cannot afford it. Depending upon which one we get (of course, in a perfect world, I’d pick the same style as what we already have, but it was expensive), it could go up to 55-60 bucks per 6’ long panel. I do eventually want to put that kind of money into it, as it is an investment that would raise the property value. We might just buy a couple of panels at a time, put them in sporadically, and get it done that way. I am not thrilled about white panels, as I have always wanted maybe a terracotta color scheme, but hey, white works also. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don’t really like white/neutral colors in the first place. I do like bold neutral, like olives, rusts, etc, but the beige/tan/ecru types, I just don’t like. I grew up with mostly white walls, both apartments I lived in were all white walls, and now that I OWN where I live, we went with middle-of-the-road green for our living room. If you feel froggy, then look up Lowe’s Valspar “Garden of Paradise” color. That is exactly what we used. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House gripe (they do exist!): I don’t appreciate our crawlspace door. First of all, it’s wooden and is by NO means secure. It’s just a wooden panel that we have to push into the opening. It is very loose and has fallen many times. Fiona might have been a factor as well. Maybe she saw it partly open and fiddled it the rest of the way open. I’d like to get something with a latch, or get latches for the door we have, or just get a more secure lockable door. Do those exist? Someone school me if they don’t exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang, I wanted to write more, but my workload just blew up. Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-6662926929462068378?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/6662926929462068378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=6662926929462068378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/6662926929462068378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/6662926929462068378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/05/doggie-stuff.html' title='Doggie Chronicles, Part II'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-6697062391332024002</id><published>2008-05-12T11:17:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T11:34:44.475-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiona'/><title type='text'>Need... SLEEPY! / Doggie Chronicles, Part 1</title><content type='html'>I am at a thought impasse. I had insomnia the night before (maybe for the first time in my life). I finally went to bed when my body told me I was tired… by about 2:30 AM. How is it that I go to bed when my body tells me to do so but I’m still about to fall out from sleep deprivation this morning? I must have cleaned half the house. I was up MOPPING at 2 in the morning. Fiona, the dog, had gone to sleep 4 hours before. Geez. Well, I’m paying for it today, that's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change of subject...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To give you an idea of what we're going through with Fiona and her transition to our household from the "streets," take a look at what I posted on &lt;a href="http://www.baddogs.com/"&gt;http://www.baddogs.com/&lt;/a&gt; about her. You'll get more information later... and pictures! I finally found my camera cable in our remaining boxes from the move and uploaded 500-ish pictures from my data card, which is everything I took from January to present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Breaking in a New Home&lt;br /&gt;Fiona: Mix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi! My name is Fiona, and I just got a new home on March 26th, 2008. I was a stray for awhile. I had a good home, but for some reason, I just didn't stay there. I even know some of my commands and not pee-peeing in the house! Mommy adopted me from a lovely family who had rescued me from the streets. They had been holding onto me until someone like Mommy and Daddy came along to take me to my furever home. I am so glad they saved me! I was getting tired of worrying about food and where I would hide from the mean, loud rain. Mommy tried to figure out my real name, but I wouldn't help her out. She's teaching me to learn my new name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So now I am home with Mommy, Daddy, and these two furry things they call cats. Oh, how I despise them! But anyway, Mommy and Daddy put me in the grrrage for a week or so until their friend lent them my crate. I decided I didn't like that stupid grrrage, so I proceeded to try and dig my way out of it. Did you know there is funny white stuff in the panels of the garage door? It sticks to my body when i roll in it, and I love it. Daddy informed Mommy that it was a styrofoam panel, whatever that is, and that it was rooinned. Why would they use a bunch of french words anyway? Hoomans are weird. So I checked out another panel while I was at it... on the other door. It might have had a different taste, you know. It didn't, though. I was disappointed. Mommy used french words again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mommy got my crate later, so I finally got to go inside. Yay! I was checking out the soft covers on the floor they called carpet, testing its sleep and clawing factors. Both tests were positive. I can, in fact, sleep on it and claw it. I also found that bamboo window covers don't taste so good. I left those stoopid pieces in a pile in front of the window for Mommy and Daddy to find... same for the 2 inch plantation blinds. I have had those before, but these had a more expensive taste. I don't think I'll be eating those again. Mommy rasied them too high now. I just can't help it when they leave me alone. I have this thing where I don't like to be alone too long or to be closed up too long. I tried to get through my door once also. Daddy said he has to take it off and reepaynt it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So, about these "cats." Mommy and Daddy love on them and pick them up all the time. I don't like that at all! I'm in my crate having to behave or sleep, and there they are free and having a good time! So I decided that I was going to show them what's what. I broke out of my crate and chased them all over the house! I woke up Daddy barking at them while they were under the bed. Ha - I showed them! I didn't hurt them, though. I made Mommy cry when she found out at work. She got scared and stopped trusting me. She's decided SHE'S the top dog now and has been making me sit ALL the time now anytime I want something. I don't know who she thinks she is, but she's doing what I heard her say were submishun exrrsizes. Who knows? Maybe I'll be able to be a baddog when she's gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;More later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 08-May-08&lt;br /&gt;Age: 2&lt;br /&gt;Sex: female&lt;br /&gt;Home: South Carolina, United States (USA)&lt;br /&gt;Damage: $1,000.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-6697062391332024002?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/6697062391332024002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=6697062391332024002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/6697062391332024002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/6697062391332024002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/05/need-sleepy.html' title='Need... SLEEPY! / Doggie Chronicles, Part 1'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-1767764976660126047</id><published>2008-04-18T09:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T09:25:33.807-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>Forked</title><content type='html'>I have lately only posted something if it's semi-profound, means something to me, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just dang funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neighbors Fork Over Payback Prank&lt;br /&gt;3,000 Forks Planted In Yard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wyff4.com/irresistible/15912407/detail.html"&gt;http://www.wyff4.com/irresistible/15912407/detail.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-1767764976660126047?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.wyff4.com/irresistible/15912407/detail.html' title='Forked'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/1767764976660126047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=1767764976660126047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1767764976660126047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1767764976660126047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/04/forked.html' title='Forked'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-5787854207762173564</id><published>2008-03-28T14:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T14:15:41.650-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><title type='text'>March Update (just barely)</title><content type='html'>This is my favorite picture of the day.  Hub and I have been perusing this dang website every day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2008/03/27/funny-pictures-from-yonder-window-breaks/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://icanhascheezburger.wordpress.com/files/2008/03/funny-pictures-shakespeare-ape.jpg" style="word-spacing:783321px;font-size:783321px;" alt="Humorous Pictures" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com"&gt;crazy cat pics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh - in the past 6 weeks, we moved into our house and got a dog LOL.  I'll provide more details later.  I am at work, and the last thing I want to do is get busted over my dang blog.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-5787854207762173564?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/5787854207762173564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=5787854207762173564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/5787854207762173564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/5787854207762173564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/03/march-update-just-barely.html' title='March Update (just barely)'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-2698433165244763558</id><published>2008-01-24T14:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T14:40:00.288-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other pids'/><title type='text'>Pid Chronicles</title><content type='html'>Here's a potentially scary, but happy-ending kitty story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wyff4.com/irresistible/15120454/detail.html"&gt;Cat Accidentally Travels in Dad's Suitcase&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-2698433165244763558?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.wyff4.com/irresistible/15120454/detail.html' title='Pid Chronicles'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/2698433165244763558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=2698433165244763558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/2698433165244763558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/2698433165244763558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/01/pid-chronicles.html' title='Pid Chronicles'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-5047713827265593093</id><published>2008-01-17T12:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T11:36:37.204-04:00</updated><title type='text'>House Update</title><content type='html'>I forgot to update before now, but we actually did close on our house!! We are now officially homeowners (and gain all the extra bills that entails).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-5047713827265593093?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/5047713827265593093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=5047713827265593093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/5047713827265593093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/5047713827265593093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/01/house-update.html' title='House Update'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-2748601388898930396</id><published>2008-01-14T23:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T23:27:49.695-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes I like</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tagworldresources.com" title="Hello Comments" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.tagworldresources.com/Tagworld-Graphics/Poem-Quotes/bedcbd3357367313f71fe7b8bf0c81a4.jpg" border="0" Alt="Myspace Quotes, Glitter Graphics, Hello Comments, Dividers, TagWorld layouts, and HTML codes" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tagworldresources.com/Tagworld-Graphics/Tagworld-Poem-Quotes.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tagworldresources.com" title="Tagworld Layouts" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.tagworldresources.com/Tagworld-Graphics/Poem-Quotes/5ea4e718a93942627c23e4234033df6c.jpg" border="0" Alt="Myspace Quotes, Glitter Graphics, Hello Comments, Dividers, TagWorld layouts, and HTML codes" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tagworldresources.com/Tagworld-Graphics/Tagworld-Poem-Quotes.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-2748601388898930396?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/2748601388898930396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=2748601388898930396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/2748601388898930396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/2748601388898930396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/01/quotes-i-like.html' title='Quotes I like'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-2150007984479980924</id><published>2008-01-09T15:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T15:23:53.733-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new house issues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>New Stuff</title><content type='html'>I inherited some jewelry from my great aunt and my grandma yesterday.  Most of it is costume, I'm sure, but it's all gorgeous.  I could totally see myself wearing them, too.  I got to pick pieces out of a HUGE amount of jewelry.  I'll have to post pics of them when I can.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest thing I got out of that deal was that my Great Aunt Helen was a classy woman with TINY fingers.  I don't have man hands or anything, but the rings I saw of hers MIGHT fit my pinkie.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.  We're supposed to close on our home tomorrow.  Wish us luck that everything goes well without anymore hiccups.  We have had plenty enough of those for two mortgages.  If all goes well, we will be homeowners by this time tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-2150007984479980924?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/2150007984479980924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=2150007984479980924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/2150007984479980924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/2150007984479980924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-stuff.html' title='New Stuff'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-6995061850147865036</id><published>2008-01-06T22:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T22:39:51.573-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new house issues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reducing clutter'/><title type='text'>Clutter</title><content type='html'>I am consumed with getting rid of clutter lately.  Tonight, I am accomplishing that by scanning my music.  Anything that is not bound up in a book is getting scanned, page by page.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, all you copyright fiends.  This is my music... bought and paid for.  Find someone else to sue.  Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it doesn't really look like I am doing much with de-cluttering, but I really am.  You have NO idea how much music I have hanging out here.  I took it with me from my parent's house and I never really dealt with it.  I just pulled some out to play now and again, but never took it further than that.  Some people have comic books.  I have sheet music.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We organized our DVDs last night as well.  Wow, that was a task.  We bought a third case for our widening collection.  What would have taken up literally a large half of someone's closet now fits into a 2x2x2 cube.  I think it's somewhere around 400 DVDs, at last count.  Yikes.  All good stuff, though.  I can't blame us for pretty much any of those we bought (except a couple!).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 hours later and I am done scanning for tonight.  On to the kitchen and bathroom floors.  I might need an old priest and a young priest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-6995061850147865036?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/6995061850147865036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=6995061850147865036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/6995061850147865036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/6995061850147865036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/01/clutter.html' title='Clutter'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-7735436262149124337</id><published>2008-01-06T16:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T16:13:03.814-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Marine's Silent Drill Team</title><content type='html'>Being in marching band for half of my life, I'm a sucker for a good drill team.  The opening scene of "A Few Good Men" is a great example.  Here's a live version for your viewing pleasure.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y90UPLLo6nY"&gt;USMC Silent Drill Platoon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-7735436262149124337?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/7735436262149124337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=7735436262149124337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/7735436262149124337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/7735436262149124337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/01/marines-silent-drill-team.html' title='Marine&apos;s Silent Drill Team'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-1947206876941218063</id><published>2008-01-04T13:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T13:56:06.982-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>2nd favorite news post</title><content type='html'>Let me preface this article with "no kidding!"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wyff4.com/irresistible/14978010/detail.html"&gt;The Wii Elbow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lazy buggers are finally getting up and doing something quasi-strenuous!  Bless their little hearts.  They have tired muscles.  It's called a workout.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-1947206876941218063?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/1947206876941218063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=1947206876941218063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1947206876941218063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1947206876941218063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/01/2nd-favorite-news-post.html' title='2nd favorite news post'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-37765766904659574</id><published>2008-01-04T10:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T10:15:33.909-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='candidates'/><title type='text'>Mr. Potato Head runs for VeePee</title><content type='html'>This is my favorite news post of the day (so far!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wyff4.com/video/14974393/index.html"&gt;Mr. Potato Head&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-37765766904659574?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/37765766904659574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=37765766904659574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/37765766904659574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/37765766904659574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/01/mr-potato-head-runs-for-veepee.html' title='Mr. Potato Head runs for VeePee'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-4154102803722651915</id><published>2008-01-02T19:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T19:19:46.089-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inventions'/><title type='text'>Precious Snowplow?</title><content type='html'>I never thought I'd say 'aww' over a snowplow, but check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,319473,00.html"&gt;Autonomous Snowplow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-4154102803722651915?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/4154102803722651915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=4154102803722651915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/4154102803722651915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/4154102803722651915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/01/precious-snowplow.html' title='Precious Snowplow?'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-1344951751916858594</id><published>2008-01-02T09:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T09:42:38.574-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Quiz fun</title><content type='html'>Ooo - go to &lt;a href="http://www.funtrivia.com"&gt;Fun Trivia&lt;/a&gt;.  I get to play daily quizzes against my co-workers.  You can, too (but not against mine).  Have fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-1344951751916858594?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/1344951751916858594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=1344951751916858594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1344951751916858594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1344951751916858594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/01/quiz-fun.html' title='Quiz fun'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-5947272750140604178</id><published>2008-01-01T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:03:11.697-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='101 in 1001'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CRON'/><title type='text'>2008 #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first post of the new year. I missed Christmas here, but that's cool. I didn't miss it at home! Josh got me a Kitchenaid mixer (woohoo!), and I got him a PSP. I think I have played it more than he has, though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just got back from D's for New Year spaghetti. Yummy stuff, though I am about as full as I can be. I don't want to look at any other food for days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY49wSHZfQw/R3sGdFpfeDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/-ZQqtatCOYM/s1600-h/1villanaicestop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150717695630473266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY49wSHZfQw/R3sGdFpfeDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/-ZQqtatCOYM/s320/1villanaicestop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't decided if I want to have any resolutions. The only one I can think of at the moment is 'stop keeping stupid stuff.' As in duplicate items, junk, unnecessary bills, old clothes, etc. I think I am accumulating too much. Oh well, this is for another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a very rough year for me, I have decided to not only go back on CRON, but to continue my 101 in 1001 list. These are two things that are important to me, and I have let them both go due to stress. I do have to review the 101 list to see if I have accidentally done any of it. That would be a nice oopsie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... anyway... Happy New Year and all! I must get some things done tonight before bed, so I'm calling it early. Nighty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-5947272750140604178?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/5947272750140604178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=5947272750140604178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/5947272750140604178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/5947272750140604178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008-1.html' title='2008 #1'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY49wSHZfQw/R3sGdFpfeDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/-ZQqtatCOYM/s72-c/1villanaicestop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-1497427964933693425</id><published>2007-12-26T13:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T13:26:50.438-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><title type='text'>Quote of the week</title><content type='html'>"&lt;em&gt;If you want your life to be a magnificent story, then begin by realizing that you are the author and everyday you have the opportunity to write a new page.&lt;/em&gt;" -- Mark Houlahan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-1497427964933693425?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/1497427964933693425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=1497427964933693425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1497427964933693425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1497427964933693425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2007/12/quote-of-week.html' title='Quote of the week'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-8212362795721570063</id><published>2007-12-25T12:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T12:09:42.333-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Season's Greetings</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas to everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay safe, be merry, have fun, be with family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiki will return in a couple of days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-8212362795721570063?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/8212362795721570063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=8212362795721570063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/8212362795721570063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/8212362795721570063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2007/12/seasons-greetings.html' title='Season&apos;s Greetings'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13056317.post-1569489106518914076</id><published>2007-12-21T22:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T22:12:17.477-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Link of the week</title><content type='html'>Here is where you need to go today.  This boy is someone I know indirectly, and he has suffered more than any one little boy should have to suffer.  Despite that, he gives of himself as shown in the video.  Please, if you want to spread some extra Christmas cheer, pass Isaac's video around to your loved ones.  He deserves plenty of good thoughts and prayers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sammyclary.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-video.html#links"&gt;The I-Man Christmas Train Project&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13056317-1569489106518914076?l=phantompiccolo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://sammyclary.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-video.html#links' title='Link of the week'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/feeds/1569489106518914076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13056317&amp;postID=1569489106518914076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1569489106518914076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13056317/posts/default/1569489106518914076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phantompiccolo.blogspot.com/2007/12/link-of-week.html' title='Link of the week'/><author><name>The Phantom Piccolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05323961286578488292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
