<?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-3378147</id><updated>2011-08-21T04:55:55.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the GOOTS</title><subtitle type='html'>Knows all, tells all</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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>164</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3378147.post-3140875250552932334</id><published>2008-07-10T18:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T18:01:27.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TEST</title><summary type='text'>TEST TEST TEST</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/3140875250552932334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=3140875250552932334' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/3140875250552932334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/3140875250552932334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2008/07/test.html' title='TEST'/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-111567923992087216</id><published>2005-05-09T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T15:54:00.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who killed the Kennedys...</title><summary type='text'>"... they shouted out 'who killed the Kennedys?' when after all it was you and me..."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/111567923992087216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=111567923992087216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/111567923992087216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/111567923992087216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2005/05/who-killed-kennedys.html' title='Who killed the Kennedys...'/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-111509812796167586</id><published>2005-05-02T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T22:28:47.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hitching, et. al.</title><summary type='text'>So long... and thanks for all the fish!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/111509812796167586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=111509812796167586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/111509812796167586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/111509812796167586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2005/05/hitching-et-al.html' title='Hitching, et. al.'/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-111456311495905071</id><published>2005-04-26T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T17:51:54.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bohemian Ideals...</title><summary type='text'>Freedom, Truth, Beauty, and above all... Love.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/111456311495905071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=111456311495905071' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/111456311495905071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/111456311495905071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2005/04/bohemian-ideals.html' title='Bohemian Ideals...'/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-111406475801978680</id><published>2005-04-20T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T23:25:58.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jim Carrey, Kate Winslet &amp; Alexander Pope</title><summary type='text'>How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!The world forgetting, by the world forgot.Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd.--Alexander Pope</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/111406475801978680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=111406475801978680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/111406475801978680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/111406475801978680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2005/04/jim-carrey-kate-winslet-alexander-pope.html' title='Jim Carrey, Kate Winslet &amp; Alexander Pope'/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-109695973448699044</id><published>2004-10-05T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T18:11:44.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ichiro breaks Sissler's record...</title><summary type='text'>I've been to some very big sporting events in my life.  I attended the Monday night football game at ASU stadium which turned out to be Steve Young's last professional game.  In 1990 I watched BYU defeat #1 ranked, defending national champions Miami, FL in the first game of the season.  I've been to several Fiesta Bowls including 1987’s undefeated #1Miami (with Vinny Testaverde at quarterback) vs</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/109695973448699044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=109695973448699044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109695973448699044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109695973448699044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2004/10/ichiro-breaks-sisslers-record.html' title='Ichiro breaks Sissler&apos;s record...'/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-109642022067374920</id><published>2004-09-28T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T18:10:20.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Update...</title><summary type='text'>Some of you have asked, or commented about the book I've been working on, so here's a little update...First of all, it's becoming a lot more work than I thought/wanted it to be.  The main reason for that is my own mindset.  I keep coming up with new and different ways to tell the story, or ways to get the right/important things across to the reader.  Consequently, it's taking more time than </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/109642022067374920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=109642022067374920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109642022067374920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109642022067374920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2004/09/book-update.html' title='Book Update...'/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-109641978548768483</id><published>2004-09-28T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T18:03:05.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-Serve Gasoline...</title><summary type='text'>A funny thing happened to me in Oregon on Saturday night, as I was driving from San Jose to Seattle. There was a Oregon Ducks football game that night, and I made it into the traffic jam as the game was letting out. I needed to get gas, so I pulled into a busy gas station just off the freeway. There were a bunch of cars, and a couple of girls in "safety" vests running around. I didn't pay much </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/109641978548768483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=109641978548768483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109641978548768483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109641978548768483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2004/09/self-serve-gasoline.html' title='Self-Serve Gasoline...'/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-109417610998641325</id><published>2004-09-02T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T18:48:29.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Political Quotes...</title><summary type='text'>So I've been going thru all my piles and piles of crap in preparation for my move, and I found a folder with a bunch of quotes and articles... here are two that I think are noteworthy:"The Democrats seem to be basically nicer people, but they have demonstrated time and again that they have the management skills of celery.  I would be reluctant to entrust them with a Cuisinart, let alone the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/109417610998641325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=109417610998641325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109417610998641325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109417610998641325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2004/09/political-quotes.html' title='Political Quotes...'/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-109246926928434610</id><published>2004-08-14T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T00:41:09.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O. Henry</title><summary type='text'>I love a short story!  I love to read for a few minutes and be given plot, character, hero, nemesis, protagonist, antagonist, climax, metaphor, simile... Whatever!And the best of the best, when it comes to short stories is O. Henry.  End of discussion.  Not accepting any debate on this one.  He is the master!  His diction is beyond compare, his 'twisted endings' are famous, if not infamous and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/109246926928434610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=109246926928434610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109246926928434610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109246926928434610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2004/08/o-henry.html' title='O. Henry'/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-109237187356835480</id><published>2004-08-12T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T21:37:53.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>POLITICAL MUMBO-JUMBO</title><summary type='text'>Okay... so I know this is all a bunch of hooey, and both sides do it... BUT...A couple of years ago, Tom Ridge or Ashcroft (or someone) said that neighbors should form groups and watch each other to prevent terrorist attacks. The liberals TOTALLY lambasted them for this idea. They even went so far as to use words like McCarthyism, and Nazi SS, and Communism, breech of civil rights, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/109237187356835480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=109237187356835480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109237187356835480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109237187356835480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2004/08/political-mumbo-jumbo.html' title='POLITICAL MUMBO-JUMBO'/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-109233803143688741</id><published>2004-08-12T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T12:13:51.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UPCOMING TRAVEL...</title><summary type='text'>Tuesday the 17th I fly into Seattle for interviews at Microsoft.  They will take place all day Wednesday.  I then fly back to San Jose on Thursday morning.  Thursday night I'm on a plane to Las Vegas (yeah, baby!) to celebrate my birthday (Friday) and Sonya's birthday (Wednesday).  Esther, Sonya, and I will relax in Las Vegas over the weekend.  I will then fly back to San Jose on Monday morning.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/109233803143688741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=109233803143688741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109233803143688741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109233803143688741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2004/08/upcoming-travel.html' title='UPCOMING TRAVEL...'/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-109195477565091620</id><published>2004-08-08T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T14:19:48.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TWO APOSTLES PASSING...</title><summary type='text'>For those of you who don't know... I am a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints... aka the Mormons.Our church structure/organization is set up to model the Church that Christ established while on the earth. He chose 12 apostles to act as a representative body, to hold the keys of the priesthood, and gave them other responsibilities, like missionary work...Anyway, my point </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/109195477565091620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=109195477565091620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109195477565091620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109195477565091620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2004/08/two-apostles-passing.html' title='TWO APOSTLES PASSING...'/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-109195303613318649</id><published>2004-08-08T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T01:20:37.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TWO NEW MOVIES...</title><summary type='text'>So I saw two movies in the past couple of days that I really liked. And let me just say here that I believe that movies should be a vehicle for entertainment. I don't need all the loose ends tied up, I don't need all the jargon to be spot on... I want to give myself over to you for a couple of hours, and I expect you to tell me a fun story.The WillageThis movie was awesome! The costumes, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/109195303613318649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=109195303613318649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109195303613318649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109195303613318649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2004/08/two-new-movies.html' title='TWO NEW MOVIES...'/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-109160301143396121</id><published>2004-08-03T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T00:03:31.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A good day...</title><summary type='text'>Today was a good day for me.I had to go to the DMV to get some stuff straightened out. Which normally means, having a lousy day. I was so dreading this visit, that I postponed it by and entire day. I had told myself that I would go on Monday, but just couldn't do it.There's an office about 1 minute from my apartment. However, this location is closed for renovation. So I chose to go to an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/109160301143396121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=109160301143396121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109160301143396121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109160301143396121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2004/08/good-day.html' title='A good day...'/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-109142356955855139</id><published>2004-08-01T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T22:12:49.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Steve Jobs has cancer surgery...</title><summary type='text'>Wow!  Steve Jobs had a successful operation to remove a tumor in his pancreas this weekend.  It is a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable thru tumor-removal surgery.I'm not a huge Apple fan, but I wouldn't wish cancer on anyone.  Also, there's no question that this man had a HUGE impact on the world as we know it, with his innovative technological ideas of the late '70's.  Get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/109142356955855139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=109142356955855139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109142356955855139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109142356955855139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2004/08/steve-jobs-has-cancer-surgery.html' title='Steve Jobs has cancer surgery...'/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-109132264228470543</id><published>2004-07-31T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T18:10:42.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nomar to the Cubbies!</title><summary type='text'>Wow... I never thought the Red Sox would trade him... but once again professional sports shows how lame it is by shuffling 'team-defining' players around the league.  Bummer.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/109132264228470543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=109132264228470543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109132264228470543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109132264228470543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2004/07/nomar-to-cubbies.html' title='Nomar to the Cubbies!'/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-109116978033682629</id><published>2004-07-29T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T23:44:30.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Golfing at a country club</title><summary type='text'>Today I played a round of golf at an exclusive country club in Palo Alto.  The waiting list for membership is 4 years.  Holy Cow... FOUR years. Anyway, the CFO of the Employment Agency that represents me is a member and we went out for 18 holes.  I basically played to my handicap which is in the 20's.  But I actually had a good time.  The thing that got me the most is just the "normal activity"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/109116978033682629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=109116978033682629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109116978033682629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109116978033682629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2004/07/golfing-at-country-club.html' title='Golfing at a country club'/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-109107597046103363</id><published>2004-07-28T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T21:39:30.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberal Logic</title><summary type='text'>So let me get this straight...President Bush was supposed to have questioned the director of the CIA when presented with intelligence on the state of the Iraqi weapons program... but I'm NOT supposed to question Michael Moore when he presents his evidence of presidential wrongdoing.Please tell me that you're smarter than that.  Please tell me you don't believe that Hollywood is more credible </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/109107597046103363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=109107597046103363' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109107597046103363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109107597046103363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2004/07/liberal-logic.html' title='Liberal Logic'/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-109099683480387844</id><published>2004-07-27T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T23:40:34.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing around with blogger features...</title><summary type='text'>So I'm just messing around with the "title" field in blogger... also looking to change my template, and use the blogger "comments" instead of the 3rd party comments.  But don't know how to do that without screwing everything up...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/109099683480387844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=109099683480387844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109099683480387844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109099683480387844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2004/07/playing-around-with-blogger-features.html' title='Playing around with blogger features...'/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-109064913100473216</id><published>2004-07-23T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T23:15:20.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bush's military service.  Okay, so stay with me here, cuz I'm gonna lay down some disjointed stuff, and then tie it all together again.  It has to do with Bush's military career in the media.  And it has to do with the fact that I believe that this is a non-issue... and HELLO, wake the hell up! Okay... I got your attention...  so stay with me here... So most "liberals" are in opposition to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/109064913100473216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=109064913100473216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109064913100473216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/109064913100473216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2004/07/bushs-military-service.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-108788977803610606</id><published>2004-06-22T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T00:41:27.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Terrorists Wearing Masks...  If you're so tough... and you believe so much in what you are doing, then why are you wearing a mask??  You're just a bunch of wimps that deserve to have your homes bombed.  I hope you all die a fiery death... something agonizing and painful.Rule of thumb:  if you are doing something that requires you to hide your identity, then you shouldn't be doing it.Who are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/108788977803610606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=108788977803610606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/108788977803610606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/108788977803610606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2004/06/terrorists-wearing-masks.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-108440283770993054</id><published>2004-05-12T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T16:02:14.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Islamic logic... OR "Hi, I'm an IDIOT!"  Here's a quote from a faithful member of Islam regarding the beheading of a US civilian:"This was a justified retaliation. The Americans had committed very ugly actions against the Iraqi people in general and Iraqi prisoners in particular," said Mohammed AlBargouti, a 24-year-old security guard in the West Bank city of Ramallah.Okay, let me think about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/108440283770993054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=108440283770993054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/108440283770993054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/108440283770993054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2004/05/islamic-logic.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-108404371771738789</id><published>2004-05-08T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T12:19:55.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Patriotism and the quandry of enlitstment...  Thank you "Texas Teacher" for your great comment on my last post.  I hope you don't mind if I copy part of that quote up here to the main blog page."That presents a quandry for me. As the mother of sons who, in not many years, may feel that calling to enlist, I hope and pray they never have to. In fact, as a mother, I would almost rather say "let me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/108404371771738789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=108404371771738789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/108404371771738789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/108404371771738789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2004/05/patriotism-and-quandry-of-enlitstment.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-108371519995322502</id><published>2004-05-04T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T17:07:36.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why American's Fight.  Today in the newspaper in the "rant" section, the following quote was printed:"I am in my 50's.  A long time ago I joined the military and was willing to fight or die for my country.  Today, the majority of people and politicians aren't worth dying for."Soldier's don't join the military to fight for a person, or people!  They fight for ideals, and freedoms, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/108371519995322502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=108371519995322502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/108371519995322502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/108371519995322502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2004/05/why-americans-fight.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-108371466653817438</id><published>2004-05-04T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T16:54:50.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> First Base Cont'd. My good friend John points out that Catcher's interference will get a batter to first, and pinch running substitution will get a player to first (but not a batter, so I'm not including that one...) Also, there was some talk about the difference between a passed ball and a wild pitch... so here's the new and improved list:1. Hit2. Walk3. Intentional Walk4. Error5. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/108371466653817438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=108371466653817438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/108371466653817438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/108371466653817438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2004/05/first-base-contd.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-108351949264277684</id><published>2004-05-02T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T10:41:47.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Getting to 1st Base. I can think of 7 ways a batter can safely get to first:1. Hit2. Walk3. Intentional Walk4. Error5. Fielder's Choice6. Hit by pitch7. 3rd strike passed ball</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/108351949264277684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=108351949264277684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/108351949264277684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/108351949264277684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2004/05/getting-to-1st-base.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-108232895456968894</id><published>2004-04-18T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T15:59:08.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spainish Premier Orders Troops out of Iraq.  Well, the new socialist prime minister of Spain came out today and made a strong statement.  He said... "Spain is the puppet to any and all terrorists who want to push us around.  All you have to do is bomb our trains and we will run away crying in our paella.  We have no spines! We have no resolve! We are yellow!"It's hard to believe that this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/108232895456968894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=108232895456968894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/108232895456968894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/108232895456968894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2004/04/spainish-premier-orders-troops-out-of.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-108230971998150080</id><published>2004-04-18T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T10:38:33.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dreaming up Poems.  The problem with writing poems while you're asleep is that you can't remember them when you wake up the next morning. You only remember parts of them.  Here's what I remembered when I woke up this morning..."... and so it happened, that she was burried,In a grave that was bought for her sister.Funny thing was, that after a week,Nobody really missed her."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/108230971998150080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=108230971998150080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/108230971998150080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/108230971998150080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2004/04/dreaming-up-poems.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-107730426575021702</id><published>2004-02-20T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T11:13:03.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Colorado, Football &amp; Sex.  So you've probably already heard that the coach was suspended and the former place kicker has said that she was raped over the summer by teammates.  Well, the coach in a press conference said that she was a terrible place kicker.  I can't believe that someone in his position would sink to the 6th grade strategy of attacking the person on some completely different </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/107730426575021702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=107730426575021702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/107730426575021702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/107730426575021702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2004/02/colorado-football-sex.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-107636872361228247</id><published>2004-02-09T15:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T17:32:00.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hiatus. It's been awhile since I blogged.  Lot's has happened.  Don't really feel like going into all of it now, but I will at some time.  Highlights are:1) My brother basically caught Saddam, got an article on the front page of the Wall Street Journal (with picture), and got tons of local (Arizona) press coverage2) Spent Christmas in Baltimore with family.  It was really fun.  Got to hang </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/107636872361228247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=107636872361228247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/107636872361228247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/107636872361228247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2004/02/hiatus.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-107095358022956143</id><published>2003-12-08T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T23:07:45.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Average Joe.   Okay, so they proved it... Chicks go for looks just as much as guys do.  The interesting thing is that she didn't go for the millionaire.  So, I'm not sure what that means, but those two deserve each other.And I also think it was rigged so that they can make another show for the loser guy called average Jane, where they bring in a bunch of average chicks, and then bring in the "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/107095358022956143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=107095358022956143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/107095358022956143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/107095358022956143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/12/average-joe.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-106943940378076192</id><published>2003-11-21T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T10:31:02.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...the Boys at MTV...   Okay, so here's my "crowning acheivment" in the dance video genre using still photographs... Hold on to my freedom... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/106943940378076192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=106943940378076192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/106943940378076192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/106943940378076192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-106860521946028479</id><published>2003-11-11T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T10:27:03.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Esther does Dance Esther got in on the craze sweeping the web...  Esther gets funkyand then I did a little re-arranging of the pictures... and came up with Esther does dance</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/106860521946028479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=106860521946028479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/106860521946028479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/106860521946028479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/11/esther-does-dance-esther-got-in-on.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-106806384328901618</id><published>2003-11-05T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T10:27:22.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lowrider  Here's another one...  It's all about  the goots does the funk</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/106806384328901618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=106806384328901618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/106806384328901618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/106806384328901618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/11/lowrider-heres-another-one.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-106792289167065572</id><published>2003-11-03T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T10:27:58.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dance Fever  Here's my latest "movie"... I call it "Dance Fever", but it's really...  the goots does dance </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/106792289167065572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=106792289167065572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/106792289167065572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/106792289167065572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/11/dance-fever-heres-my-latest-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-106686582055560409</id><published>2003-10-22T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T16:40:45.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Proof the war in Iraq is succeeding.  The fact that Iraqis are protesting in the streets of Baghdad is proof that the war is succeeding... Even if the very topic of their protests is the existence of US troops in their country.  The last time major protests occurred in Iraq was around the end of the first Gulf War.  The result of the protests? Mass genocide by Saddam Hussein of all those who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/106686582055560409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=106686582055560409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/106686582055560409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/106686582055560409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/10/proof-war-in-iraq-is-succeeding.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-106503795385217634</id><published>2003-10-01T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-01T12:54:07.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Moving...  Last weekend I started moving from apartment #6 to apartment #7.  This morning at around 8:00 am I got the last item that I owned out of #6.  I'm bruised, battered, beaten, and just plain beat.  Because of the proximity, I didn't "pack" anything in boxes, I would just take it over to #7.  Consequently I made far more trips than I probably needed to, but... that kind of stuff happens.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/106503795385217634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=106503795385217634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/106503795385217634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/106503795385217634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/10/moving.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-106421529069490733</id><published>2003-09-22T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-22T08:37:27.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the Underworld. I saw this movie over the weekend.  I don't know why all the critics are panning the movie.  Sure there are some scenes that are cut-paste from the matrix, and the vampires-on-the-subway scene was done in Blade...  but still, this is an entertaining movie.  I mean, after all, that's why we go to the movies right? To be entertained.Also... everyone can follow this logic.  Chicks </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/106421529069490733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=106421529069490733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/106421529069490733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/106421529069490733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/09/underworld.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-106420597345639942</id><published>2003-09-21T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T14:30:08.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My first video... I was playing around with MS MovieMaker 2.0 last weekend, and this is what I came up with. Take me out to the ball game...  Note: this is about an 8 MB file.  So you might want to right-click and save it to your hard drive, or whatever... Also, if you are wondering why there are shots of a casino in the video, read earlier posts titled "chicks swooning" and "america's pastime" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/106420597345639942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=106420597345639942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/106420597345639942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/106420597345639942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/09/my-first-video.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-106377281299796126</id><published>2003-09-16T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-16T21:36:01.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Recent Deaths. I'm greatly saddened by the passing of Warren Zevon, Johnny Cash, and John Ritter.  All of them were masters at their trades, and had an impact not only on the world, but on my personal life as well.John Ritter was the Jerry Lewis of my generation.  He was a master at physical comedy, facial expressions and quirky mannerisms.  There were times in my life when he was the funniest </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/106377281299796126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=106377281299796126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/106377281299796126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/106377281299796126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/09/recent-deaths.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-106246548863412797</id><published>2003-09-01T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T18:18:46.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Best Movie of the Year.  28 Days Later.  If you haven't seen it, see it... if you have, you know what I'm saying.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/106246548863412797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=106246548863412797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/106246548863412797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/106246548863412797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/09/best-movie-of-year.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-106235623527906311</id><published>2003-08-31T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-31T11:57:27.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>America's Pastime  Friday night we went to the Mariner's game.  We had great seats, just 4 rows back of the Mariners dugout.  The first batter of the game hit a hard grounder to Brett Boone (see previous entry) who bobbled it and got an error on the play.  Later in the inning with a guy on 3rd, someone hit a sort of blooper to right field. Ichiro timed the catch perfectly and threw a laser to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/106235623527906311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=106235623527906311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/106235623527906311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/106235623527906311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/08/americas-pastime-friday-night-we-went.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-106218177113819555</id><published>2003-08-29T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T11:31:35.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Chicks Swooning. Okay so maybe not swooning, but certainly making themselves look silly.  So I flew into Seattle last night to visit my sister for the Labor Day weekend.  Anyway, on the way home from the Airport we stopped at an Indian Reservation Casino.  We were wandering thru the tables and suddenly my sister stops and says, "HOLY CRAP! That's Brett Boone..."  (Side Note: Brett Boone is the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/106218177113819555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=106218177113819555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/106218177113819555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/106218177113819555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/08/chicks-swooning.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-106201179312451321</id><published>2003-08-27T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-27T12:16:33.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back for now... Well after a self-imposed hiatus due to the depression of turning 39, I'm back...  Except that tomorrow I'm going to Seattle for the weekend.  So don't expect to hear anything from me for another week.  I'm such a lame blogger... not for content... cuz my content rocks!  I just don't blog often enough.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/106201179312451321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=106201179312451321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/106201179312451321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/106201179312451321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/08/back-for-now.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-106149642952470170</id><published>2003-08-21T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T13:07:20.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Birthdays. Yesterday I turned 39.  The only redeeming thing about that... it's the last time I have to change my age for the rest of my life...  Twenty years from now I'll be saying, "Yep, just turned 39."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/106149642952470170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=106149642952470170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/106149642952470170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/106149642952470170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/08/birthdays.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-106058664948002230</id><published>2003-08-11T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-11T00:33:52.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shakespeare Interpretation.  There's a line in Hamlet that everyone knows, that goes like this...This above all: To thine own self be trueThe problem is that this is only part of the line.  And most people interpret it to mean... Be true (i.e. Loyal) to yourself.HOWEVER... the real line goes like this:This above all: To thine own self be true,And it must follow, as the night the day,Thou </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/106058664948002230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=106058664948002230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/106058664948002230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/106058664948002230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/08/shakespeare-interpretation.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-105998215593331887</id><published>2003-08-04T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-04T01:10:20.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Retraction, Error Correction, Apology...  Okay, I stand corrected... Jennifer Connelly as sweet, charming, hot, cute, lovable, endearing, awesome, wonderful, sexy, (insert adjective of your choice) as she is, is not the quintessential American sweetheart.  I mistakenly portrayed her as fulfilling that role, and I apologize for that.  The truth of the matter is...  Brooke Shields has that honor.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/105998215593331887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=105998215593331887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105998215593331887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105998215593331887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/08/retraction-error-correction-apology.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-105986525127636975</id><published>2003-08-02T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-02T16:02:18.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Love vs. Lust. I was flipping channels last night and stopped long enough on some movie to hear this line...Men love what they are attracted to.  Women are attracted to what they love.I'm not sure what it really means, but I thought it sounded interesting.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/105986525127636975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=105986525127636975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105986525127636975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105986525127636975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/08/love-vs.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-105971433755245101</id><published>2003-07-31T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-31T22:05:37.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Werewolves! I saw a werewolf with a chinese menu in his hand walking thru the streets of Soho in the rain.  He was looking for a place called Lee Ho Fuks, gonna get a big dish of beef chow mein.   I saw a werewolf drinkin' a pina colada at Trader Vic's and  his hair... was perfect... I'd like to meet his taylor... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/105971433755245101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=105971433755245101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105971433755245101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105971433755245101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/07/werewolves-i-saw-werewolf-with-chinese.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-105952845440491227</id><published>2003-07-29T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-29T18:27:55.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sharing. My nephew Aaron turned 5 this week.  I sent him a 4lb. bag of candy.  He loves candy!  And so do his four brothers!!  Anyway, he called me today to thank me.  Here's how the conversation went..."Uncle Eric, thank you so much for the candy, it's really great.  Do I have to share it?""Do you want to share it?""NO.""Well maybe you could just share the candy that you don't like.""Yeah.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/105952845440491227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=105952845440491227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105952845440491227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105952845440491227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/07/sharing.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-105906394227707498</id><published>2003-07-24T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-24T09:33:57.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ten Minutes in San Fran  This is an awesome photo essay taken in the Tenderloin district of San Francisco.  I don't know anything about the cameraman as I got this link from another blog.  The pages load a little bit slow, but it's worth the wait.  Go thru the pages in order for the best effect!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/105906394227707498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=105906394227707498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105906394227707498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105906394227707498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/07/ten-minutes-in-san-fran-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-105891219899727868</id><published>2003-07-22T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-22T15:16:38.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Defrosting the Freezer  So last Saturday I defrosted my freezer.  There are decals and reminders all over the thing saying "do not use sharp objects to remove frost".  But, c'mon... there's some weird satisfaction that comes from using a butter knife to slide under the frost and break off a big chunk of ice.  It's awesome!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/105891219899727868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=105891219899727868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105891219899727868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105891219899727868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/07/defrosting-freezer-so-last-saturday-i.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-105843026561814178</id><published>2003-07-17T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-17T01:25:53.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Self Portraiture.  I've felt my creative juices flowing lately in a sort of Picasso-esque way.  As a result, I present you with two self portraits... Self Portrait #1  ...   and  ...   Self Portrait #2 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/105843026561814178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=105843026561814178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105843026561814178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105843026561814178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/07/self-portraiture.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-105788459701105861</id><published>2003-07-10T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-10T17:50:18.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Increase Your Vocabulary.  Here's two words that I KNOW you've never heard of:Hallux -- first digit on the foot: the big toe on the human foot, or the first digit on the hind foot of some mammals, birds, reptiles, and amphibians. Borborygmus -- stomach rumble: the rumbling sounds made by the movement of gases in the stomach and intestine.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/105788459701105861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=105788459701105861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105788459701105861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105788459701105861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/07/increase-your-vocabulary.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-105786810614329217</id><published>2003-07-10T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-10T13:15:39.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nike.Com  These guys have the coolest website.  I love all the different photos and mouseovers... I want my personal site to be like this!  Also, go to the nike.golf section and watch the ads with the Driver Cover.  They are funny!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/105786810614329217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=105786810614329217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105786810614329217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105786810614329217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/07/nike.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-105735167080957695</id><published>2003-07-04T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-04T13:54:56.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Independence Day! I pledge allegiance to the flag, of the United States of America, and to the republic for which it stands, one nation under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.Here's a great quote from JFK's innagural speech:"Let every nation know, whether it wishes us well or ill, that we shall pay any price, bear any burden,meet any hardship, support any friend, oppose any </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/105735167080957695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=105735167080957695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105735167080957695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105735167080957695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/07/independence-day-i-pledge-allegiance.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-105730205450968892</id><published>2003-07-04T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-04T00:05:28.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ahem... uh... Another New Style?  Okay so I spent the last 4 hours fooling around with my template.  I don't know if there's any satisfaction in it, but I went thru and lined up all my html, so that it's really neat.  I doubt that anyone ever looks at the source, but I'm proud of myself for using a style sheet, and for lining up all my tags.  Not bad for a guy with an MBA.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/105730205450968892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=105730205450968892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105730205450968892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105730205450968892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/07/ahem.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-105719105783806576</id><published>2003-07-02T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-02T19:05:44.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's the New Style... Four and Three and Two and One... (whatup?) And when I'm on the mic, the suckas run. (word) I'm down with Ad Rock and Mike D and you ain't.  And I got more juice than Picasso's got paint.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/105719105783806576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=105719105783806576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105719105783806576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105719105783806576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/07/its-new-style.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-105707555180237756</id><published>2003-07-01T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-01T09:06:35.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Recall Gray Davis.  I'm thinking about running for Gov. of California if Davis gets recalled.  The only thing a person has to do to get on the ballot is, get 10,000 signatures, OR get like 80 signatures and pay $3500.  My platform would be... "I won't lie to you, and I won't steal from you".</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/105707555180237756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=105707555180237756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105707555180237756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105707555180237756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/07/recall-gray-davis.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-105665347081792037</id><published>2003-06-26T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-26T11:52:09.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HULK. Saw Hulk last night starring Eric Bana, Jennifer Connelly, Nick Nolte, and Sam Elliot.This movie is WAY WAY WAY too long, and slow.  The cool parts were really cool (which was about 4 or 5 scenes), all the rest was boring.  The CGI, in my humble opinion, was amazing.  Nick Nolte delivered an amazing performance.  Someone needs to give JC a bowl of ice-cream.  She's starting to look like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/105665347081792037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=105665347081792037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105665347081792037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105665347081792037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/06/hulk.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-105642793121841862</id><published>2003-06-23T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T14:01:22.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vegas, Baby... VEGAS. It's hard to put into words the stuff that goes on in Vegas with any degree of accuracy, hence the reason that I've been home for almost a week and haven't blogged about it.  But it's now at the point that I just need to give a short description.  Anyone that's been there might understand, anyone who hasn't will at least get a travel outline.So the basic itinerary went like</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/105642793121841862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=105642793121841862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105642793121841862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105642793121841862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/06/vegas-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-105606401018758243</id><published>2003-06-19T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-19T16:10:23.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Self Immolation.  Three people lit themselves on fire the other day to protest the incarceration of one of their leaders.  The group in question has been labeled a terrorist organization by the US, the EU, and Iran.So let me get this straight... instead of strapping bombs to themselves and commiting suicide taking innocent bystanders with them; instead of hijacking planes and crashing them into </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/105606401018758243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=105606401018758243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105606401018758243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105606401018758243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/06/self-immolation.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-105597051647052100</id><published>2003-06-18T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-18T14:15:01.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> 1 More WMD thought. One other thing... There was enough "intelligence" to convince the UN Security council since the last Gulf War to pass 14 resolutions regarding the WMD issue in Iraq.  So the fact that Bush said there are/were WMD in Iraq wasn't some new, unique perspective.  His unique point, was that the 'threat to use the WMD' was real enough to take action.Now all the hype is about "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/105597051647052100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=105597051647052100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105597051647052100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/105597051647052100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/06/1-more-wmd-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-95491123</id><published>2003-06-09T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-09T21:23:12.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Weapons of Mass Destruction.  Is it really that big of a deal that there aren't any??  Isn't the fact that the regime was really bad, a good enough reason?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/95491123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=95491123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/95491123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/95491123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/06/weapons-of-mass-destruction.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-95313605</id><published>2003-06-04T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-20T14:49:27.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Veils &amp; Driver's Licenses. Okay, notwithstanding that the DMV is Satan's empire.  I have a couple of things to say about the lady in Florida who is protesting the DMV's rule that her picture must show her face.I say, you have two choices... show your face, or don't drive.If it is against your religion to show your face that's fine, I respect that (although I think it's ridiculous), however, in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/95313605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=95313605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/95313605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/95313605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/06/veils-drivers-licenses.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-95300041</id><published>2003-06-04T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-04T20:27:49.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are Morpheus, from "The Matrix." Youhave strong faith in yourself and those aroundyou. A true leader, you are relentless in yourpersuit. What Matrix Persona Are You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/95300041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=95300041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/95300041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/95300041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/06/you-are-morpheus-from-matrix.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-94962270</id><published>2003-05-27T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-27T16:35:24.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Glitch in the Matrix.  Okay so a weird thing just happened to me.  It started earlier today... let me give you the full story.This morning I was in the men's room and as I was zipping up, a guy walks in.  He's sort of a tech-cliche guy.  Weird developer type, a little overweight, under-tan, and sort of bizarre.  His real distinguishing feature is a bright blue mohawk.  No biggy, I zip, buckle, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/94962270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=94962270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/94962270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/94962270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/05/glitch-in-matrix.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-94941586</id><published>2003-05-27T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-27T07:46:19.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PGA, Women, and Vijay Singh.  As you probably know, last week Annika Sorenstam was the first woman to play in a PGA event in the last 58 years.  The last woman to play actually qualified to play in the LA Open.  Annika was invited to play by the PGA.  She has thoroughly dominated the LPGA, and was given a shot to play in the PGA.  She played respectably, but missed the cut.  She ended up beating </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/94941586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=94941586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/94941586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/94941586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/05/pga-women-and-vijay-singh.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-94672007</id><published>2003-05-20T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-20T22:49:09.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the Matrix: Reloaded. I've seen it twice now, but no one at work has seen it yet, so I can't propogate my theories onto anyone!  My sister and I had some good theories going on, but I need a third party to clarify... will someone I know please see this movie!?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/94672007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=94672007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/94672007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/94672007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/05/matrix-reloaded.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-94371463</id><published>2003-05-14T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-14T21:53:13.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Death. Funerals. Lonliness. Tomorrow I'm going to Phoenix to attend the funeral of my aunt.  My dad's sister.  My dad's only sibling.  I can't help thinking, that my dad is thinking, that now he's the only one left of his "growing up" family.  I mean sure, he's got a wife and four kids, and I hope he knows that we are all there for him, but still... it's sort of the "end of an era".   I can't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/94371463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=94371463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/94371463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/94371463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/05/death.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-94074203</id><published>2003-05-09T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-09T14:22:39.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Office Politics. The thing that makes me the most mad is not that this project I'm working on (actually, in charge of) is fraught with politics... the thing that makes me the most mad, is how much I underestimated the amount of politics.  It is a virtual quagmire of petty back-stabbing, finger-pointing, name-calling, and blame-transfer.  It's a bunch of kindergarten kids fighting on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/94074203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=94074203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/94074203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/94074203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/05/office-politics.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-93653860</id><published>2003-05-02T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-02T08:07:17.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Giants vs. Reds So I bought tickets for today's game.  Of course a gigantic storm is suppose to hit the bay area today.  Most likely the game will be postponed.  Bummer.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/93653860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=93653860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/93653860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/93653860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/05/giants-vs.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-93404396</id><published>2003-04-28T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-28T08:41:33.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vegas. I have a lot on my mind that I want to blog about.  However, there is so much that it's almost overwhelming, so I tend to write nothing instead of just a little bit everyday.  Anyway, the thing that is mostly on my mind (from a recreational standpoint) is VEGAS!  I'll be going there in June to celebrate my sisters b-day.  Vive Las Vegas!  Baby needs a new pair of shoes... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/93404396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=93404396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/93404396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/93404396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/04/vegas.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-92863682</id><published>2003-04-18T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-18T17:09:43.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So maybe I'm NOT back. My intention was to blog more often, however that is obviously not happening... To my readership (both of you) I apologize.  Too much work going on and by the time I get home I don't feel like sitting in front of the computer...  that's a bummer.  Maybe I'll catch up this weekend.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/92863682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=92863682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/92863682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/92863682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/04/so-maybe-im-not-back.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-92378459</id><published>2003-04-10T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-10T12:31:44.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm Back. Well, after a very frustrating week of not being able to post... I'm back.  However, at this time I am at work and just taking a quick break, so this won't be a long post.  I took a "promotion" at work.  To define promotion is not an easy thing.  I've been asked to take on a lot more responsibility.  Seems I made a good impression so far, so other teams are asking me to help them out.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/92378459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=92378459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/92378459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/92378459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/04/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-91923064</id><published>2003-04-03T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-03T09:36:03.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Strange Turn of Events. I mentioned in my blog entitled "War Quote" about a young female soldier that was ambushed.  Interestingly enough this is the very PFC Jessica Lynch that was rescued by special forces.  I find it curious that I have now mentioned a complete stranger twice in my blog... I'm trying to figure out if it has some meaning, or if it is just a weird coincindence of war.Either </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/91923064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=91923064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/91923064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/91923064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/04/strange-turn-of-events.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-91742455</id><published>2003-03-31T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-31T16:40:50.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Interesting Quote.   A former head-of-state was being interviewed, they were talking about the war and loss of life.  It was in answer to a question about loss of life in the war so far.  He ran down a list (and I'm just pulling these numbers from memory) of deaths directly related to the regime of Saddam Hussein... one million deaths in the Iran/Iraq war, 80,000 Kurds wiped out, 30,000 Shia's in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/91742455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=91742455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/91742455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/91742455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/03/interesting-quote.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-91561610</id><published>2003-03-28T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-28T11:22:04.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Grey Sticky Tape. Just for the record.  It's DUCT tape... not duck tape.  You know, for air conditioning ducts.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/91561610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=91561610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/91561610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/91561610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/03/grey-sticky-tape.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-91441920</id><published>2003-03-26T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-26T15:28:17.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>War Quote. My mom forwarded this quote to me.  It's by Gordon B. Hinckley, who is currently the President of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (commonly referred to as Mormons...).  He was giving a devotional speech at the BYU and said regarding all the US servicemen and National Guardsmen who have been called up:"We pray with earnestness and with faith that God will watch over </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/91441920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=91441920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/91441920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/91441920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/03/war-quote.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-91387282</id><published>2003-03-25T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-25T19:24:11.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Drinking at Work.  Okay, so in our break-rooms we have "aluminium cans only" trash receptacles.  I was just throwing away a couple of Diet Coke (caffeine free) cans, and I noticed a Coors can in the pile.  COORS!  Hello, this is an office.  Is someone sitting in their cube sipping a Coors??</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/91387282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=91387282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/91387282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/91387282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/03/drinking-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-91376845</id><published>2003-03-25T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-25T19:24:24.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My anti-European Rant. I am proving why you shouldn't write anything when your emotions are getting the better of you... I read  this article, and this is what came out of my brain:All of you stinking (literally) anti-US, Euro-trash losers, who want to voice your opinions, are welcome to it.  See... I believe in freedom of speech, even when the person doing the speaking is just pissing and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/91376845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=91376845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/91376845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/91376845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/03/my-anti-european-rant.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-91069924</id><published>2003-03-20T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-20T09:41:45.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>War. Well... I guess this is it.  It seems weird to just go to work as usual, when we are bombing another country.  I woke up this morning and thought, "I should turn on the news and find out what's happening with the war."  It seemed like such a nutty thing to be thinking... Like, hey I should tune into a football game to see who's winning.NCAA Hoops. Well I made my picks... I have Kentucky </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/91069924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=91069924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/91069924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/91069924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/03/war.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-90753501</id><published>2003-03-14T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-14T23:27:58.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New Comedy Bit.  So I'm working on a new bit for my comedy routine... it goes like this:I have been to hell... To Satan's realm.I have observed the Devil's kingdom.I have seen it's fiery paths and torturous caverns.I have witnessed Beelzebub's minions, those disciples of darkness, exercising unrighteous dominion over the throngs of outcasts who wear looks of despair &amp; utter hopelessness on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/90753501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=90753501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/90753501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/90753501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/03/new-comedy-bit.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-90667986</id><published>2003-03-13T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-13T13:12:45.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Cool Quote. Here's a quote from an editorial letter that Sen. John McCain wrote to the NY Times:Clearly, the administration cares more about the credibility of the Security Council than do other council members who demand the complete disarmament of the Iraqi regime yet shrink from the measures needed to enforce that demand.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/90667986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=90667986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/90667986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/90667986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/03/cool-quote.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-90509487</id><published>2003-03-10T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-10T23:39:22.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>McDonalds War Theory Interesting fact/theory that my brother's commanding officer brought up in a briefing... No two countries who host the McDonalds franchise have ever gone to war against each other.  (And if you are wondering about the Falklands Island Conflict/War of 1982... The first McDonalds franchise was not opened in Argentina until 1986 in Buenos Aires)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/90509487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=90509487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/90509487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/90509487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/03/mcdonalds-war-theory-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-90509371</id><published>2003-03-10T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-11T00:39:38.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>War Protests. My brother brought up a couple of interesting points in an e-mail...  I tend to agree with him, and here are my thoughts on his theories.War Protesters are the most selfish people in the world.  They live in a country that allows them the freedom to go out into the streets and protest anything they want.  Their latest protests are to stop the US from going into a country and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/90509371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=90509371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/90509371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/90509371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/03/war-protests.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-89807467</id><published>2003-02-26T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-26T17:13:57.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Blood Pressure. Right now my blood pressure is WAY too high.  I just read a letter that some Monty Python guy wrote to a London newspaper about how he's gonna kill everyone on his street, using the same logic as Pres. Bush is using with Iraq.  I can't express my true feelings right now, because I'm not really thinking rationally but the first thing that comes to mind is that this Limey F*ck is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/89807467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=89807467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/89807467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/89807467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/02/my-blood-pressure.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-88825586</id><published>2003-02-09T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-09T18:17:00.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>War. I talked to my brother yesterday.  He is being deployed to the middle-east next week.  This will be his first actual duty assignment.  He finished his intelligence training a couple of weeks ago, and reported to Fort Hood.  The guy said he might as well not even unpack as the whole fort was being deployed.  Hal (that's my bro) said that the place looked pretty much deserted on account of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/88825586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=88825586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/88825586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/88825586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/02/war.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-88574873</id><published>2003-02-04T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-04T21:39:29.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Movie Reviews I've seen some movies lately and would like to comment:Blade II -- Well, I really liked the first one, (right up until the hokey last 10 minutes)  so I wanted to see what they could do with the second one.  I can sum it up in one word... WEAK!  The costume's as usual were great, the fighting was cool, even the premise was semi-interesting... but I just couldn't get past the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/88574873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=88574873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/88574873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/88574873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/02/movie-reviews-ive-seen-some-movies.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-88573903</id><published>2003-02-04T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-04T21:15:45.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Super Bowl. Seriously though... here's all I'm gonna say about the game (because I'm still upset about it!) (And just because I'm blogging about it, doesn't mean I ready/willing to discuss it)  Most people think that Al Davis is Satan.  That's not true.  He's just a grumpy old man... the truth of the matter is that Rich Gannon is Satan!  That's all I'm gonna say.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/88573903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=88573903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/88573903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/88573903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/02/super-bowl.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-88573757</id><published>2003-02-04T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-04T21:11:49.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Super (so to speak) Bowl. Okay... who designed the cuffs on Shania's duster?  "Uhhhh... Ru Paul called, and he/she wants his clothes back."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/88573757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=88573757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/88573757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/88573757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/02/super-so-to-speak-bowl.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-87998994</id><published>2003-01-25T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-25T00:15:11.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wedded Bliss. Question for all of my fans... Would you say it's better to marry someone that really likes you a lot and who you absolutely adore... OR someone who you really like a lot who absolutely adores you?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/87998994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=87998994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/87998994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/87998994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/01/wedded-bliss.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-87709165</id><published>2003-01-19T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-19T19:58:00.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gruden Bowl. The Raiders are going to the Super Bowl!! Yeah!!  The team that Gruden assembled will meet with the team that Gruden is currently coaching.  Suffice it to say that it should be a very entertaining Super Bowl.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/87709165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=87709165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/87709165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/87709165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/01/gruden-bowl.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-87577520</id><published>2003-01-16T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-19T19:58:31.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Don't Mess with TEXAS.  John Campbell now lives in Texas.  He got out of the Silicon Valley!  I'm happy for him, and jealous at the same time.  Way to go John!  Barbeque up a couple of ribs for me.  Hope everything works out for you... keep in touch!  and PLEASE find me a Texas woman! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/87577520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=87577520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/87577520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/87577520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/01/dont-mess-with-texas.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-87466790</id><published>2003-01-15T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-15T01:03:01.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Family. My family ROCKS!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/87466790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=87466790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/87466790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/87466790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/01/family.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-87466301</id><published>2003-01-15T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-15T00:56:00.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kickers "Acting" Up... or Down as the case may be. Joe Nedney, kicker for the Tennessee Titans (who will be beaten this week by the Raidas in the AFC championship game) made a comment after the Titans win over the Steelers, that sent the city of Pittsburgh into conniption fits.  Here's how it played out.Time running out in overtime... Field goal unit on the field... just before the play starts </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/87466301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=87466301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/87466301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/87466301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/01/kickers-acting-up.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-87298676</id><published>2003-01-12T00:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-12T00:48:16.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rockabilly Music. Deke Dickerson and the Ecco-Fonics... These guys are the best!  Everyone should check out "Number One Hit Record".</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/87298676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=87298676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/87298676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/87298676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/01/rockabilly-music.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-87258655</id><published>2003-01-11T01:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-11T01:33:11.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jennifer Connelly. Seriously... is there anyone more attractive than this woman?  Of course, you all know, that when I say 'attractive' I mean the whole package...  If there is anyone in the world more attractive than her, I need to know who it is.  She is the BEST!  Oh... and by the way... she got married over the holidays...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/87258655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=87258655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/87258655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/87258655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/01/jennifer-connelly.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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-3378147.post-87152973</id><published>2003-01-08T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-08T22:32:15.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Political Pundit Posturing Perversion. Okay, look... My college degree is in Political Science.  It's basically a worthless degree as far as the real world goes, but I can argue politics all day long with the best of them.So today I'm listening to NPR and they are going on about the new economics package that Pres. Bush has announced.  They have a couple of guys on the show that are going to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/feeds/87152973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3378147&amp;postID=87152973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/87152973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3378147/posts/default/87152973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoots.blogspot.com/2003/01/political-pundit-posturing-perversion.html' title=''/><author><name>the Goots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18411133907509956970</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>
