<?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-8648564</id><updated>2011-04-22T00:01:57.004-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone's Gotta Say This Shit</title><subtitle type='html'>Well, now I think that I am the last one to fall off the fucking blogging train. So yes I am now mooing. Are you happy? Mostly this will be random shit but may be if you filter through the lovely bits of nonsense and bullshit, you may find a nice little nugget of wisdom. but seriously dont hold your breath for it.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-116704945663524278</id><published>2006-12-25T06:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T06:35:13.773-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Return to the Blogging</title><content type='html'>Hell shit how long has this been... I mean how long has really been since I put up a post on this thing and lets go even farther back for a post of relevance. (If you are trying to answer that, I no longer need you as a reader.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well what has happened with me since... Christ it was APRIL... Well short list it up to somewhat recent times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. May trip to SD shooting for Bizible&lt;br /&gt;I got hurt there but not near as much stress there as when I came back&lt;br /&gt;2. Brownville Village Theatre (May to August)&lt;br /&gt;Fun again this year&lt;br /&gt;God it is going to be hard to say good bye to that place.&lt;br /&gt;I may be there one more year after I don't think it is fun any more.&lt;br /&gt;3. Started back at working with Aurstaff and taking classes @ OCP (August to Nov)&lt;br /&gt;Got pissed with working with Aurstaff (working really shitty hours like 4 hours)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this period I was working "for classes" on the sets for the up-coming shows at the Playhouse. And also even worked the sound board for a show that is in a very small space (The Howard Drew Theatre, if you know what that is). And they had 8 people with microphones in there. It felt almost impossible to keep everyone microphone even sounding because sure enough there would be a person talking directly into someone else's mic. And on top of that, it was a musical. All around fun experience though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in November I did something that I think was really smart on my part. I became a Janitor for the Playhouse. I figured they knew my schedule, it was something I was some what used to doing on a smaller scale at BVT. And I can't say exactly what I am getting paid, but trust me, it is on the high side of what I would have gotten at Aurstaff. So I have been doing that for about a month and I have a very good idea that it will work out for me. The hours are from 11:00 PM to 7:00 the next morning, so I am basically alone for most of my work day. (Envy me now) My schedule is also is a little different because I work for Wednesday to Sunday (the days that the playhouse has a performance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now because for some reason I thought I needed a busier day, I decided to audition for Urinetown-The Musical thinking that I am NEVER going to get a part. Well, I guess I can't even screw up right. I'll be damned if I didn't get cast in the thing. I got the part of Mr. Mc Queen, which is the villain's lackey. So I am in 8 songs if I read the album correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO IN CONCLUSON OF A LONG ENOUGH BLOG ENTRY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So starting on Jan 2, am now at a theatre (OCP) on the average day, from 2:30pm to 7:00pm the next morning. (16 1/2 hours -- BVT was only 15 on a LONG DAY) So I am going to need to start getting ready to function as a productive member of a goddamn MUSICAL on about 5... count them 5 fucking hours of sleep. And that is assuming that I don't have any thing to do outside of the theatre. I mean I am going to do it, but what the fuck am I thinking. Also as a side note: as friends may know me I may have some pretty interesting bloggings coming up as I tend to let the flood gates in my mind go when I am a little on the sleep deprived side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-116704945663524278?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/116704945663524278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=116704945663524278' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/116704945663524278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/116704945663524278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2006/12/return-to-blogging.html' title='Return to the Blogging'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-116356376864708991</id><published>2006-11-14T21:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:09:29.066-06:00</updated><title type='text'>RETURN OF THE SURVEY</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;1. Height?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;5' 9" approximate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. Have you ever smoked heroin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;not that I can recollect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. Do you own a gun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;not anymore, but I used to have a sawed off 12 gauge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. Do you get nervous before "meeting the parents?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;not really because I can fake sanity for a visit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. What do you think of hot dogs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;mmmmm...Intestines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. What's your favorite Christmas song?&lt;br /&gt;The Kids Go Nuts at Xmas&lt;/em&gt; New song I heard from &lt;em&gt;Mrs Bob Cratchit's Wild X-mas Binge&lt;/em&gt;. It is sung in a Norwegian accent. It just makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. What do you prefer to drink in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I drink pop in the morning noon and night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;8. Can you do push ups?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;not as well as you think I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;9. Is your bathroom clean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;as clean as it can be. (there is always is a lingering odor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;10. What's your favorite piece of jewelry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I am a ring nut, but I also have a dog tag from &lt;em&gt;RENT&lt;/em&gt; that reminds me of Brad Fuglei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;11. Do you like pain killers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;only if I need them for pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;12. Do you have A.D.D?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;OOOOH... SHINY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;13. Middle Name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Norman (after my uncle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;14. Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I thinking?&lt;br /&gt;This cheese is delicious.&lt;br /&gt;Man my computer is slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;15. Name the last 3 things you have bought this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;pop, Cheese, DVDs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;16. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Diet Pepsi, Monster Energy Drink w/juice, Beer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;17. Current worry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I really should be doing something else right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;18. Current hate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I still hate ignorance w/ apathy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;19. Favorite place to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;acting on Stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;20. Least favorite place to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Doctor's office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;21. Where would you like to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Where ever the wind may fly me to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;22. Do you own slippers? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;23. What shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I am not wearing a shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;24. Do you burn or tan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I turn fire engine red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;25. Favorite color(s)?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Would you be a pirate? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would rather be a ninja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;27. What songs do you sing in the shower? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will sing show tunes, Bob and Tom songs, or &lt;em&gt;Amazing Grace&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;28. What did you fear was going to get you at night as a child?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Snakes and spiders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;29. What's in your pockets right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Hex nuts, screws, and empty Wallet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;30. What was the last thing to make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Today's Bob and Tom Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;31. Worst injury you've ever had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Knee Surgery (I actually have metal hardware in there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;32. How many TVs do you have in your house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;4 total I own 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;33. Who is your loudest friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I have too many loud friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;34. Who is your quietest friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I am usually the quiet one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;35. Does someone have a crush on you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;What? Do you know something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;36. Do you wish on shooting stars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;37. What is your favorite book?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Othello&lt;/em&gt; (sorry for the Theatre stereotype)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;38. What is your favorite candy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I have a weakness for White Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;39. What song do/did you want played at your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I don't plan on being married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;40. What song do you want played at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;Always Look on the Bright Side of Life &lt;/em&gt;from &lt;em&gt;Monty Python's Life of Brian&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;41. What were you doing 12 AM last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;playing &lt;em&gt;Tony Hawk's Project 8&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;42. What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are my fucking pants?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-116356376864708991?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/116356376864708991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=116356376864708991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/116356376864708991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/116356376864708991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2006/11/return-of-survey.html' title='RETURN OF THE SURVEY'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-116032831067321334</id><published>2006-10-08T12:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T13:33:21.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity Look alikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://69.93.254.120/G/storage/site1/files/47/37/85/473785_163858172392542vsh6303.jpg" title="MyHeritage - family web sites" alt="MyHeritage - family web sites" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://69.93.254.120/G/storage/site1/files/47/37/85/473785_163858172392542vsh6303.jpg" width="400" height="474" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="MyHeritage - family web sites" alt="MyHeritage - family web sites" target="_blank"&gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-116032831067321334?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/116032831067321334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=116032831067321334' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/116032831067321334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/116032831067321334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2006/10/celebrity-look-alikes.html' title='Celebrity Look alikes'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-115760270382011717</id><published>2006-09-05T23:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T20:52:10.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yc_OSVL47-M"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yc_OSVL47-M&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT IS ALL THANK YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/Center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-115760270382011717?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/115760270382011717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=115760270382011717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/115760270382011717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/115760270382011717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2006/09/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-114602548234355181</id><published>2006-04-25T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T23:24:42.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello again to an old friend</title><content type='html'>My friends at the Old Westboro Baptist Church or (WBC) are popping up in the darndest of places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.exposetheleft.net/video/phelps-troop-hating.wmv"&gt;Member talking on Fox News&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate these peoplea nd everything that they stand for. and here is why. Remeber that when you read this replace this with your one of your friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.godhatesfags.com/fliers/dec2001/North_High_Omaha_12-05-2001.pdf"&gt;Flier from the Chruch protesting my friend's funeral and my current High School&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-114602548234355181?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/114602548234355181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=114602548234355181' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/114602548234355181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/114602548234355181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello-again-to-old-friend.html' title='Hello again to an old friend'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-114489058767270897</id><published>2006-04-12T20:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T20:10:48.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Bride reference in Pirate cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.wizkidsgames.com/pirates/carddetail.asp?unitid=8762" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.wizkidsgames.com/pirates/carddetail.asp?unitid=8762&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-114489058767270897?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/114489058767270897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=114489058767270897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/114489058767270897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/114489058767270897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2006/04/princess-bride-reference-in-pirate.html' title='&lt;i&gt;Princess Bride&lt;/i&gt; reference in Pirate cards'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-114463329357817654</id><published>2006-04-09T20:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T20:42:13.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all about me. DEAL WITH IT</title><content type='html'>I have two bullitiens, no wait I got three:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am now on facebook. They finally got a loophole system where it can go throuhh my Email account at metro that I will probably never look at any more. so if I havent found you, you can find me: &lt;a href="http://facebook.com/p.php?id=212300713&amp;l=e9525c6700"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I added that new monolgue that I talked about earlier on Deviant art. at the link at the right. but if you dont want to make an account to see the monolgues. I have put them as well as some old monolgues I wrote at the website &lt;a href="http://www.brownvilletheatre.com/scripts/"&gt;http://www.brownvilletheatre.com/scripts/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. also on the website above, I have &lt;em&gt;Something with Love in the Title&lt;/em&gt;- THE PROJECT. if you want to know more about it email me and I will probably add someting to the website explaining it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-114463329357817654?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/114463329357817654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=114463329357817654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/114463329357817654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/114463329357817654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-all-about-me-deal-with-it.html' title='It&apos;s all about me. DEAL WITH IT'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-114292411677739813</id><published>2006-03-21T00:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T00:55:45.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Me on Deviant Art</title><content type='html'>Hey I know that some of you know I write monologues. I never say I write good ones. and sometimes I dont even write happy one(I havent yet)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined a site that lets me post up monologues and lets you comment on them. They are under the "deviations section" Here is the site:&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://buddhabubba.deviantart.com/"&gt;Me on Deviant Art&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you have a Deviant Art site check me out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-114292411677739813?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/114292411677739813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=114292411677739813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/114292411677739813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/114292411677739813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2006/03/me-on-deviant-art.html' title='Me on Deviant Art'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-114220263054150329</id><published>2006-03-12T16:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T00:14:01.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Help us out</title><content type='html'>THE BIZIBLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.biziblemovie.org/projectmoney.mov" target="_blank"&gt;Operation money&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-114220263054150329?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/114220263054150329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=114220263054150329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/114220263054150329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/114220263054150329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2006/03/help-us-out.html' title='Help us out'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-114204112875303263</id><published>2006-03-10T19:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T19:38:48.770-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Theater Creatures</title><content type='html'>Here's a list of a few salient types from the world of community theater. Recognize anybody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Wanderer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The actor or actress with a bad case of impaired spatial relationship syndrome. Yes, the usually minor character you block upstage-right to get them out of the way, and who somehow still manages to wind up center stage at the denouement. These folks can cause more traffic jams than a six-car pile-up in downtown Manhattan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Voice of Experience&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When an actor or actress begins most sentences with, "In my high school drama class we...", your show has been infested with the Voice of Experience. These "pearls of wisdom" will be blithely dropped into the brief interval between one director's note and the next. Unfortunately, most state game commissions still ban the hunting of these creatures, despite their overpopulation problems.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"We did it better at Goshawful Players"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pervasive pest has a nasty case of "rose-colored" hindsight. Looking back on the nostalgic days of yesteryear, they are quick to point out that things were always handled better at the last community theater group they were a part of. Of course, after listening to them for more than two rehearsals or cast parties, one always get the idea that their last theater group bought them a one-way ticket to your town and you start to wonder what you ever did to the Goshawful Players.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Fallen Star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This is a sub-species of the "We did it better at..." listed above. Prone to name-dropping and statements that end with, "Of course, we got paid there," this creature is always on the verge of finding a "new" agent and flitting off to New York or L.A. Most often, the closest this type has ever come to Broadway is balcony seats at the road show of Les Miz. Unfortunately, paying their fare to New York or L.A. is not only prohibitively expensive for a small theater group, this species also has at least a dozen reasons why "now is a bad time."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now starring in the Late-Late Show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;So they were late to auditions... maybe they had trouble finding the theater. Then they were late to the read-through. "The dog was playing with my script... She was so cute, couldn't bear to take it away." Then it was the first rehearsal. "7:30? I thought you said 8!" As rehearsals continue, you hear that bankrobbers kidnapped the actor's mother, his car caught fire "for no reason at all," suspicious characters were following her and she had to "shake them." Finally, you had to make cast call for performances an hour early to make sure he/she showed up on time! Masters of the creative excuse, if they could put half that creativity into their characters, they'd be being late on Broadway instead of disrupting your rehearsals.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Party Animal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"I hear you guys have great cast parties!" This creature, thinking there is no higher humor than the whoopie cushion, quickly becomes "cast clown." This one is often responsible for other actors breaking character or having hot flashes after eating the mints on stage. If your drunk gasps loudly and turns red in performance, chances are there was real whisky in his "whiskey" and your cast clown is backstage, rolling on the floor. Remember to count to a zillion and remove all sharp objects from the theater before discussing "professionalism in community theater" with your actor.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bachelor(ette) Number One!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Single or newly divorced, this character shows up looking for love in all the wrong places... backstage, in the green room, at the makeup area, and especially at cast parties. Saltpeter works well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-114204112875303263?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/114204112875303263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=114204112875303263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/114204112875303263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/114204112875303263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2006/03/theater-creatures.html' title='Theater Creatures'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-114162058349594023</id><published>2006-03-05T22:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T15:09:25.180-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I didn't even know</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.wsc.edu/schools/ahu/cmar/theatre/acting_directing/"&gt;http://www.wsc.edu/schools/ahu/cmar/theatre/acting_directing/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really doesn't mean a lot to people but I saw a pictured that made me kinda cry a little. Go a little down til the first image and look on the far left, almost in shadow That big dude sitting in the wheelchair is ME. That is a shot from the 2nd play in my college life. THAT IS THE PLAY THAT MADE ME BECOME VERY SERIOUS ABOUT ACTING. And I started to cry because I knew I didn't complete the job I started to look at things where my name should be I should have been part of a directing class. Instead I am just a guy that graduating seniors this my remember from other people. My biggest fear is being forgotten. I just don't want it to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I bummed you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night and Buddha Blessings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-114162058349594023?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/114162058349594023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=114162058349594023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/114162058349594023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/114162058349594023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-didnt-even-know.html' title='I didn&apos;t even know'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-114161817769325006</id><published>2006-03-05T21:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T15:12:52.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I JUST HOPE EVERY ONE IS ENJOYING THEIR MID-TERM BREAK.</title><content type='html'>I am so bored at home. I never knew how much theatre was what my life was. I am working on the website for BVT 2006. I am actually excited about it because it is actually going to be seen by people who probably have no idea of me. I just sent in the contract, and a head shot in so I probably be adding it to myspace and display pic on messenger. I never been more excited about going to Brownville. That being said it sucks that a couple of people couldn't come back. And it is going to be weird knowing that almost every one there has been there for at least one season. And the living situation is going to be nuts. Christ I don't even know what my Tech position is. According to doc I am going to Script Supervise/Stage Manage 2 Shows and I assume be in three it is tough to ell what else I am going to do. Doc used the phrase "part-time House Manager with Brett". I n my opinion I would simply do nothing but get in Brett's way. It seems as though he doens't do much but I noticed his system. And I think someone else, even if he knows what he is doing would just screw him up. I figuring I am going to spend more time on scenery then on HM stuff. And that is assuming that the parts I get are small parts (like last year)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-114161817769325006?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/114161817769325006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=114161817769325006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/114161817769325006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/114161817769325006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-just-hope-every-one-is-enjoying.html' title='I JUST HOPE EVERY ONE IS ENJOYING THEIR MID-TERM BREAK.'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-114161677494733229</id><published>2006-03-03T21:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T15:13:25.410-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay this one is a short one.</title><content type='html'>I am sorry for my habit of turning a weeks worth of posting in to one gigantic rambling. I know I hate to read them a lot. I know I haven't been posting a lot recently because I just noticed how boring my life is outside of a theatre production. I take it as a confirmation that I need a job in this industry. Anyway, I almost got my bank paid back. So hopefully my mom will get off my ass about it. It is almost comforting to know that my summer will be spent paying for the next great debt I am going to accumulate. ( I don't know what it will be yet but, I am a college age man. It will happen.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-114161677494733229?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/114161677494733229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=114161677494733229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/114161677494733229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/114161677494733229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2006/03/okay-this-one-is-short-one.html' title='Okay this one is a short one.'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-114109571393379821</id><published>2006-02-27T21:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T21:37:24.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How is every one doing? That is nice... weather is nice for this time of year don't you think? Alright enough of this pleasantness, I got a week to make up for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay last Monday (2/20), I auditioned for &lt;em&gt;The Underpants&lt;/em&gt; by Steve Martin at the Omaha Community Playhouse (OCP for short). I knew I needed to audition n Monday because I was told by my lighting class teacher that the class was going to be short on Monday but run long on Tuesday. Well in reality class was NON-EXISTENT on Monday and he decided not to tell anyone. So I didn't have two hours to take a decent shower and get the dye of my skull and hands. Which I had the amount to think by some people that I was wearing bright blue gloves. This is all before I have even entered the audition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The process started with a nice LENGTHY FORM to fill out. I am used to auditioning for things and it being my first audition at OCP I complied. While filling the form out a woman who I assumed have done this before started reading the character descriptions out loud and started with the lead: "a 20-year-old stubborn, muscular, husband with a buzz cut" She then looked right at me. I did nothing but smile and said that I never even read a word of the script. (This was true) Then after turning in the form I walked into the theatre. We sat around for what seemed like an eternity. Then the director came in, and it finally occurred to me when he put his glasses that he was Carl Beck who is like the head guy at OCP. (His picture is on the front page of the web page (link at Right)). He then passed out scripts and I was assigned the part I looked like, however I was up first up (guessing he did it by alphabetical order) Just before I we started I was then asked about my hands first by a fellow auditioner then by the Director. I read about seven pages then my audition was completely done, unknown to me though. I had to be there for an hour sitting and having to get out of the way for all the women who auditioned. I left the audition thinking that I was one of 3 guys who were even up for the role and out of the 3 I had the best shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to lighting class on Tuesday (2/21) I got stuck in the elevator. I am going to repeat this: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I GOT STUCK IN THE ELEVATOR.&lt;/span&gt; I was in there for an hour. After I got out I went to class and we went even longer than he thought, but I still went down to see who auditioned on Tuesday to get the whole spectrum of audtioners. I am glad one other person was there from yesterday too, so I didn't seem like a freak. Well I watched and I figured there was one other guy that could possibly be the part I was up for. I went home happy and nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday (2/22) and Thursday (2/23) went by with no problem other than the usual adding to another layer of blue to my skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday (2/24) came and I was sick as a dog, so I knew I was going to need to call in sick at the temporary service by 5:00AM on Friday. Luckily I woke up at 4 and immediately called them and got the message service. Usually, they then call back at 5AM to check and see that it wasn't something that a doctor needed to see. So I tried to stay awake till 5. 5:30 came around and I fell asleep. I then to went to go talk to the giant Q (If you don't know, I won't explain it). After I woke up at 11:00, I noticed a message from the temp service at Aurstaff, but they didn't until 7:25 so I bet that my Message didn't get passed on to the right people and they are calling wondering why I didn't go to work at 7:00AM. I understand mistakes happen, but damn it, I might get fired over this. It wouldn't bother me so damn much if this was the exception as opposed to the rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the day talking to the Q and sleeping. When my sister came home from school, she gave a letter from OCP. It was a letter to inform me that I wasn't cast in the production. That didn't bother me. There were roughly 22 people in total of both auditions, and that it was a small cast of about 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay boys and girls, time to stand on my soap box:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What bothered me was how I was told. I also think I wasn't helped by the fact that I saw all the auditions too. I understand that the man has a bit of a busy schedule. However I would like to think that the head man at one of the Midwest's #1 community theatre will at least give his audtioners the respect of a phone call. A fucking 2 minute phone call per person wouldn't even be an hour in this man's schedule. Oh and believe me he never even saw the letter that was sent out. It was a database letter (the letter that has the same generic sentences and that anything that needed to be specific was in CAPS.) The prick didn't even have the time to sign the bastard. His signature was printed on. As far as casting go I think I wouldn't be pissed about not getting cast, unless he cast someone I saw. There was a gentle that I think is a great actor, or at least, I think he is as good of an actor as me. My big problem with it is the fact that he looks Asian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHY WOULD THAT MAKE YOU MAD, ERIC? WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM WITH ASIANS? YOU ARE NOT A RACIST ARE YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I thought I told you when I am on my soap box I was not to be disrupted. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOW BACK INTO THE PIT AND I WILL DEAL WITH YOU LATER!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I hate when that side comes out of me. Where was I? Oh okay. My problem with the casting of this gentleman is the fact that the play is set in &lt;strong&gt;GERMANY&lt;/strong&gt;. If I need to explain this any further, come over and you can go into my pit too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now step down off my box:&lt;br /&gt;Being the optimist I am, I did have a positive out of the experience, I did finally finish a monologue that I started at BVT last summer. It lay dormant and then it came to me. Just to let you all know more about my psyche. You know, if the top segment didn't creak the door open, it involves suicide, children, midgets, candy, and sex.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-114109571393379821?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/114109571393379821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=114109571393379821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/114109571393379821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/114109571393379821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2006/02/how-is-every-one-doing-that-is-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-114093198615382322</id><published>2006-02-25T23:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T23:33:06.166-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is there anyone suprised by this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 84% Evil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howevilareyouquiz/evil-5.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the most evil person you know. &lt;br /&gt;The devil is even a little scared of you!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howevilareyouquiz/"&gt;How Evil Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-114093198615382322?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/114093198615382322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=114093198615382322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/114093198615382322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/114093198615382322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2006/02/is-there-anyone-suprised-by-this.html' title='Is there anyone suprised by this?'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-113953452446567784</id><published>2006-02-09T19:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T19:22:04.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Look, I am a large, hairy pianist.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Rowlf the Dog&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/themuppetpersonalitytest/rowlf.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mellow and serious, you enjoy time alone cultivating your talents.&lt;br /&gt;You're a cool dog, and you always present a relaxed vibe.&lt;br /&gt;A talented pianist, you can play almost anything - especially songs by Beethoven.&lt;br /&gt;"My bark is worse than my bite, and my piano playing beats 'em both."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/themuppetpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Muppet Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-113953452446567784?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/113953452446567784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=113953452446567784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/113953452446567784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/113953452446567784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2006/02/look-i-am-large-hairy-pianist.html' title='Look, I am a large, hairy pianist.'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-113911839993773325</id><published>2006-02-04T23:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T23:49:59.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Try and argue with this, Fuckers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=4 width=200px&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#ffcccc align=center&gt;&lt;font style='color:black; font-size:18pt;'&gt;How to make a Eric Green&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=white&gt;&lt;font style='color:black; font-size:12pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 parts mercy&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 parts brilliance&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 part ego&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#ffffcc&gt;&lt;font style='color:black; font-size:12pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Method:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Layer ingredientes in a shot glass. Add a little cocktail umbrella and a dash of emotion&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;form method="POST" action="http://www.go-quiz.com/cocktail/cocktail.php"&gt;Username:&lt;input name="uname"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;input type=submit value="How do you make a 'you'?"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/cocktail/cocktail.php"&gt;Personality cocktail&lt;/a&gt; From &lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com"&gt;Go-Quiz.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-113911839993773325?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/113911839993773325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=113911839993773325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/113911839993773325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/113911839993773325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2006/02/try-and-argue-with-this-fuckers.html' title='Try and argue with this, Fuckers.'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-113909235244134419</id><published>2006-02-04T16:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T16:32:32.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A quick sample</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://hometown.aol.com/bellelittle/myhomepage/Currentphotos.html"&gt;http://hometown.aol.com/bellelittle/myhomepage/Currentphotos.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are shots from an actual preformance. They also shot a DVD of last night's preformance. So I should be getting that on the second to last night of my run (2/12). So yeah,  I may just wallow in my own sadness and loathing for a long time after.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-113909235244134419?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/113909235244134419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=113909235244134419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/113909235244134419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/113909235244134419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2006/02/quick-sample.html' title='A quick sample'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-113883445689066262</id><published>2006-02-01T16:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T18:52:14.136-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well It has been 11/21 since the last time I actually talked about my life so I wont even try to do a day by day thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as my little theatre run. Mousetrap is going great but we got a review that was a little weird. It wasn't a good review, it wasn't a bad review, it was a poorly written review. It was a review about everything but the show. The writer, apparently, has a history of doing this. His big mistake is the review the theatre and didn't really review the show. He spent two paragraphs an the fact that he thought the play should have been placed in 1952. WE SET THE PLAY IN 1952. We had a slight problem with the program. The script says it is placed in present day, but it was when the play was written. So I would understand why he was confused. One slight problem, we had period costumes, we had a period set, we had period music, we still make all the references to WWII, and period props. Trotter had period skis. WE WERE IN FUCKING PERIOD. So to the writer I say a phrase I say a lot, "PUT 2 and 2 together and DO THE FUCKING MATH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough ranting now on to the show: On stage I am very happy, spry gentlemen in a gigantic wig. The reviewer from above stated that "I should deserve a medal for simply appearing" in the wig but he found it distracting. As far as back stage goes I got two words for you COSTUME CHANGE. I have no doubt the biggest wardrobe in the show by far. This how it breaks down:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 white button-up shirts (one for each night)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;brown pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;black socks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;brown shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;red Jacket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;8 Sweater vests of various types&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;9 Ties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;brown hat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;scarf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a costume changes every time I leave the stage. I will try to get pictures of me in costume. You bet your ass I will post them if I can. My run now starts on Friday and Saturday @ 8 (call @ 7), and Sunday @ 2 (call @ 1).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as other things in my life not much is going on. My credit card has been revoked from me until I pay off my debt to the bank. The only thing I can use that card on is gas and I must pay at the pump. Also I am now having to pay $75 of my weekly paycheck towards the bank, and 70 towards school which I appreciate. I am forced to use only $25 for the week on anything I would want to purchase. (including food and pop) As most people who know me I have soda going through my bloodstream. SO it has been kinda tough. Also I think she is driving me toward learning how to organize a checkbook. Frankly, my probation officer wasn't as nosy as this woman. I have to have receipts of everything I purchase and post it on a list for the week so she can check them and when my statement comes I have to go over them with her. When I mean "go over them", I mean I should have the past month remembered TO THE CENT or a loaded gun was pointed at me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-113883445689066262?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/113883445689066262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=113883445689066262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/113883445689066262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/113883445689066262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2006/02/well-it-has-been-1121-since-last-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-113853923187241676</id><published>2006-01-29T06:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T06:57:47.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'>51 of the most random things you probably never needed to know about someone.</title><content type='html'>1. Your name spelled backwards? &lt;strong&gt;CIRE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Last incoming call on your phone? &lt;strong&gt;Sister from Shopko&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is the last thing you downloaded onto your computer? &lt;strong&gt;Bob &amp;amp; Tom show from 1/27&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What's your favorite restaurant? &lt;strong&gt;Hong Hing Chinese Buffet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Last time you swam in a pool? &lt;strong&gt;I don't swim if I don't have to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Brittney Spears is a skank. Agree or disagree? &lt;strong&gt;Talent-less hack&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How many kids do you want? &lt;strong&gt;I am already in line for a hysterectomy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Type of music you dislike most? &lt;strong&gt;Music I can't understand. I also don't like instrumentals.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What was the last thing you bought? &lt;strong&gt;Pop and Phillies Peach Cigarillos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Have you ever ridden on a bike? &lt;strong&gt;Yep, but it took me a while to learn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Does someone have a crush on you? &lt;strong&gt;I tend to turn into a "big brother" before that happens but the possibility is always there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Ever made a prank phone call? &lt;strong&gt;I still do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Listening to music?&lt;strong&gt; Yep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you go bungee jumping or sky diving? &lt;strong&gt;Neither one of these activities are made for me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What shoes are you wearing right now? &lt;strong&gt;slip on off brands from Pamida that are now covered in peppermint fragrance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you have a garden? &lt;strong&gt;nope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What's your favorite comic strip? &lt;strong&gt;of all time: Calvin and Hobbes currently: THE BOONDOCKS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you really know all the words to your national anthem? &lt;strong&gt;yep I have had to sing it before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Bath or Shower, morning or night? &lt;strong&gt;night shower&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Hello or goodbye? &lt;strong&gt;goodbye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Favorite pizza toppings? &lt;strong&gt;shrimp and cheese&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Chips or popcorn? &lt;strong&gt;chips&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Favorite color? &lt;strong&gt;black&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What did ur last text message you received say? &lt;strong&gt;I don't have a cell phone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Have you ever been in a beauty pageant? &lt;strong&gt;nope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Orange Juice or apple? &lt;strong&gt;I'm 50/50 on it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Who were the last people you went out to dinner with? &lt;strong&gt;Joey and a couple of friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What did the last text message that u sent say? &lt;strong&gt;note the lack of cell phone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Lucky number? &lt;strong&gt;00&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Last time you ate a homegrown tomato? &lt;strong&gt;when I was 6.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you ever won a trophy? &lt;strong&gt;Won a couple of football trophies and such.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Are you a good cook? &lt;strong&gt;As long as it has instructions I can do it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Do you know how to pump your own gas? &lt;strong&gt;It would be sad if I didn't&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do the Chinese really use cats in their food? &lt;strong&gt;only the paws&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Sprite or 7-Up? &lt;strong&gt;both suck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Have you ever had to wear a uniform to school? &lt;strong&gt;nope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Last thing you ate? &lt;strong&gt;Hot pocket&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Ever thrown up in public? &lt;strong&gt;yep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Would you rather find true love or be a millionaire? &lt;strong&gt;give me the million right now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Do you believe in love at first sight? &lt;strong&gt;I think it could happen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Think fast, who do you hate right now? &lt;strong&gt;hard for me to hate, I can dislike strongly though.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Who was the last person you visited in the hospital? &lt;strong&gt;My grandma after her colon surgery.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Where will you be for Valentines day? &lt;strong&gt;At home the day after my &lt;em&gt;Mousetrap&lt;/em&gt; run.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Last time you laughed? &lt;strong&gt;Today after the show. After we found out who messed with our soundboard during an audition for Joseph.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. What's your favorite animal? &lt;strong&gt;the Quetzal, it is a South American Bird&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. What was the name of your first pet? &lt;strong&gt;Barney, a St Bernard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Who is the second to last person to call you? &lt;strong&gt;Mother from Work&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Is there anything going on this weekend? &lt;strong&gt;I have two performances of &lt;em&gt;Mousetrap&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. How are you feeling right now? &lt;strong&gt;tired but good&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. What do you think about most? &lt;strong&gt;There is so much in the maze that is my cortex that it can be organized in any manner shape or form.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. What do you think of the person that posted this before you? &lt;strong&gt;I will plead the 5th amendment to the constitution&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-113853923187241676?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/113853923187241676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=113853923187241676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/113853923187241676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/113853923187241676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2006/01/51-of-most-random-things-you-probably.html' title='51 of the most random things you probably never needed to know about someone.'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-113814107773265589</id><published>2006-01-24T16:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T16:17:57.743-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D3CDDA" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 68% Abnormal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E4E1E8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howabnormalareyouquiz/weird.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are at medium risk for being a psychopath. It is somewhat likely that you have no soul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are at high risk for having a borderline personality. It is very likely that you are a chaotic mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are at medium risk for having a narcissistic personality. It is somewhat likely that you are in love with your own reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are at high risk for having a social phobia. It is very likely that you feel most comfortable in your mom's basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are at medium risk for obsessive compulsive disorder. It is somewhat likely that you are addicted to hand sanitizer.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howabnormalareyouquiz/"&gt;How Abnormal Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-113814107773265589?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/113814107773265589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=113814107773265589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/113814107773265589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/113814107773265589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2006/01/you-are-68-abnormal-you-are-at-medium.html' title=''/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-113710932848906211</id><published>2006-01-12T17:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T23:57:47.290-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Here it is!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/597/1600/theatre.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/597/400/theatre.jpg" height="50%" width="50%"border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/597/1600/Mousetrap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/597/320/Mousetrap.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-113710932848906211?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/113710932848906211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=113710932848906211' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/113710932848906211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/113710932848906211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2006/01/well-here-it-is.html' title='Well Here it is!!!!!'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-113713076093123877</id><published>2006-01-11T22:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T23:39:20.943-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Initials: E.N.G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Name someone with the same birthday as you: Cheech of Cheech and Chong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Last thing that you ate? Mac and Cheese with bratwurst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. For or against same sex marriage? For&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Are you homophobic? I find people who are, ARE MORONIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you still watch cartoons on Saturday mornings? Can't wake up early enough to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you believe in God? I believe in gods not on singular being in a chair up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. How many U. S. States have you been to? 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How many of the U. S. States have you lived in? 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Have you ever lived outside the U. S.? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Name something you like physically about yourself: my shaved head (as long as I didn't cut myself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Something non-physical you like about yourself: I think I got a pretty good sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is your dad's name? Timothy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What is your dream car? A mini cooper &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you could go anywhere in the world, where would you go? Greece, Germany, make a nice long stop in Amsterdam, then I would walk across Liechtenstein high off my ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Favorite type of food? Chinese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Favorite holiday? Halloween (All Hollow's eve)&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you download music? Yeah but it is usually stiff I cant find in a music store. (Roccapella, DaVinci's Notebook, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. How many illegal things have you done? Too damn many to count&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Where would you want to go on a first date? Depends on the girl, Nothing makes me enjoy the date more than the comfort of the lady I am with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What is your favorite sport? Football&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Has anyone ever sang or played for you? Nope &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Have you ever cried for no reason? Oh yeah manic than depressed but I kinda evened out a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you like President Bush? I lead to the bottom of the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Have you ever bungee jumped? It wasn't designed for a man of my build. It just screams "Tetherball" to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Have you ever white water rafted? Don't really plan on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Has anyone ten years older than you ever hit on you? Some one told me I looked very cute in my overalls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Last person you hugged? My mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Have you met a real real redneck? I am one. And it is genetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. How is the weather right now? Raining so chance of snow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What song are you listening to right now? Bob &amp; Tom from last Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What is your current favorite song? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What was the last movie you watched? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you wear contacts? Nope &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Where was the last place you went besides your house? Bellevue Little Theatre for rehearsal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What are you afraid of the most?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Have you ever hit on someone of the opposite sex? Very poorly and on a bet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Any pets? 1 dog and one fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Have you ever loved someone? Yap &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What really turns you on? Tough to tell but it will be there when it is there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. What do you usually order from Starbucks? I DON'T DRINK ANY THING THAT COMES IN A GRANDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Are you missing someone? YES AND THEY KNOW WHO THEY ARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Say something totally random about yourself: Two words: "ASS MOSS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Do you have an iPod? Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Has anyone ever said you looked like a celebrity? &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001133/"&gt;Brian Dennehy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. What's your mom's name? Denise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Who would you like to see right now? My friends from WSC and BVT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Are you comfortable with your height? Pretty much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Have you ever been caught doing something you weren't supposed to be doing? I would like to cite the 5th amendment to the US constitution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Favorite flower? Venus Fly Trap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Butter, plain, kettle,or salted popcorn? Salted w/ butter &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. What books are you reading?GIT R DONE y Larry the Cable guy, When will Jesus Bring the Pork chops? by George Carlin, and THE TRUTH(now with jokes)by Al Franken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Have you ever ridden in a limo? yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Has anyone you were really close to passed away? A couple of Relatives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Do you watch MTV? I USED TO WHEN IT PLAYED &lt;strong&gt;MUSIC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. What's something that really annoys you? People who can't spell my name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. What are some things you really like?too much to list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Do you like Michael Jackson? I liked the music the person is creepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Can you dance? If a machine tells me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Fav baseball team? Cubs &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Favorite breakfast food? Don't eat breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. What's the latest you have ever stayed out? 7:30 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. When was the last time you went bowling? 2 years ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Were you ever rushed into the emergency room? yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. If 67 is true, why? Popped my knee on football field, then popped it again my 2nd week in college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. What's your favorite state to live in? NEBRASKA (only one so far)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-113713076093123877?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/113713076093123877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=113713076093123877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/113713076093123877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/113713076093123877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2006/01/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-113608739799936627</id><published>2005-12-31T21:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T21:57:09.350-06:00</updated><title type='text'>28 questions that no one would think to ask.</title><content type='html'>These are supposedly 28 questions that no one would EVER think to ask. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought? &lt;strong&gt;Don't make a funny face, Don't make a funny face. Then &lt;em&gt;usually&lt;/em&gt; I have a funny face.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How much cash do you have on you?  &lt;strong&gt;$25 with $20 more that needs to make a trip to the bank&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What's a word that rhymes with "TEST"? &lt;strong&gt;CONQUEST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Favorite planet? &lt;strong&gt;Wherever I came from. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your cell phone? &lt;strong&gt;What is this &lt;em&gt;Cell Phone&lt;/em&gt; you speak of&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite ring on your phone? &lt;strong&gt;All right now I'm getting pissed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;7. What shirt are you wearing?  &lt;strong&gt;A red long sleeve shirt with "INMATE 00816-74" on it with a black button up Shirt over it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you "label" yourself? &lt;strong&gt;I label my self as &lt;em&gt;unlabelable&lt;/em&gt; so I guess I label my self as &lt;em&gt;contradictory&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Name the brand of your shoes you're currently wearing? &lt;strong&gt;Sketchers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Bright or Dark Room? &lt;strong&gt;Dark&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What were you doing at midnight last night? &lt;strong&gt;Playing Video games and watching TV&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What did your last text message you received on your cell say? &lt;strong&gt;ENOUGH WITH THE CELL PHONES GEEZ!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Where is your nearest 7-11? &lt;strong&gt;It says there isn't one near me. I use the Quick shop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What's a saying that you say a lot? &lt;strong&gt;I am he, and he is me. (A reply to "Is this Eric?")&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who told you they loved you last? &lt;strong&gt;My Sister&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Last furry thing you touched? &lt;strong&gt;My dog, Myrtle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. How many drugs have you done in the past three days? &lt;strong&gt;Alcohol, pot, headache medication&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How many rolls of film do you need to get developed?  &lt;strong&gt;I use a digital camera now&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Favorite age you have been so far? &lt;strong&gt;18 (Porn beats alcohol)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Your worst enemy? &lt;strong&gt;Don't know of one yet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What is your current desktop picture? &lt;strong&gt;Black screen with red devil smile.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What was the last thing you said to someone? &lt;strong&gt;Yeah. (to dad telling boring story about his High School football.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to love which would it be? &lt;strong&gt;I don't want to be in that situation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you like someone? &lt;strong&gt;Yes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. The last song you listened to? &lt;strong&gt;Listening to Bob and Tom right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Whets the scariest thing you've ever seen? &lt;strong&gt;Not sure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-113608739799936627?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/113608739799936627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=113608739799936627' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/113608739799936627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/113608739799936627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/12/28-questions-that-no-one-would-think.html' title='28 questions that no one would think to ask.'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-113589249908288794</id><published>2005-12-29T15:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T15:41:39.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WARNING READ THIS AND YOULL GO BLIND!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I am going to start out by saying that this is by far the most offensive post I think I will ever make. THAT BEING SAID: I found a website that actually lists Male Masturbation Euphemisms. So here it is in all its glory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 man show &lt;br /&gt;A big date with Rosy Palms &lt;br /&gt;A date with Mrs. Palmer and her 5 slut daughters &lt;br /&gt;Abusing the wicked stick&lt;br /&gt;Accosting the Oscar Meyer&lt;br /&gt;Addressing MrPalmer&lt;br /&gt;Adjusting the antenna &lt;br /&gt;Adjusting your set &lt;br /&gt;Aiding and abetting a known felon&lt;br /&gt;Answer the bone-a-phone&lt;br /&gt;Applying the hand brake &lt;br /&gt;Appropriate the means&lt;br /&gt;Arguing with Henry Longfellow &lt;br /&gt;Arm aerobics&lt;br /&gt;Arm-wrestle with your one-eyed vessel&lt;br /&gt;Arm-wrestling the purple-headed stormtrooper &lt;br /&gt;Asking for a second opinion (your second head) &lt;br /&gt;Assault on a friendly weapon &lt;br /&gt;Attack the one-eyed purple-headed warrior&lt;br /&gt;Attending to the throb knob needs &lt;br /&gt;Auditioning the hand puppet &lt;br /&gt;Backstroke roulette &lt;br /&gt;Badgering the witness &lt;br /&gt;Baiting your hook &lt;br /&gt;Ball off&lt;br /&gt;Ball slappin' fun &lt;br /&gt;Bangin' your bacon &lt;br /&gt;Banging one out &lt;br /&gt;Banging the Cyclops &lt;br /&gt;Barking up the wrong tree&lt;br /&gt;Bash the bishop&lt;br /&gt;Bash the candle&lt;br /&gt;Bashing the Bishop &lt;br /&gt;Bashing the pear &lt;br /&gt;Basting the ham &lt;br /&gt;Batting practice&lt;br /&gt;Battling the purple-headed yogurt slinger &lt;br /&gt;Battling the purple-helmet warrior&lt;br /&gt;Be your own best friend&lt;br /&gt;Beat off&lt;br /&gt;Beat Pete&lt;br /&gt;Beat the Bishop&lt;br /&gt;Beat the Bologna&lt;br /&gt;Beat the Butter&lt;br /&gt;Beat the Dummy&lt;br /&gt;Beat the Meat&lt;br /&gt;Beat the Stick&lt;br /&gt;Beat up your date&lt;br /&gt;Beat your hog&lt;br /&gt;Beat your meat like it owes you money&lt;br /&gt;Beatin' Bobby &lt;br /&gt;Beating Bob and the twins &lt;br /&gt;Beating Jack &lt;br /&gt;Beating off &lt;br /&gt;Beating the bait&lt;br /&gt;Beating the balloon &lt;br /&gt;Beating the balogna &lt;br /&gt;Beating the beagle &lt;br /&gt;Beating the bed flute &lt;br /&gt;Beating the bishop&lt;br /&gt;Beating the dummy&lt;br /&gt;Beating the fuck out of your best friend &lt;br /&gt;Beating the goat &lt;br /&gt;Beating the old man &lt;br /&gt;Beating the pud &lt;br /&gt;Beating the shit out of your incapacitated midget &lt;br /&gt;Beating the snake&lt;br /&gt;Beating the snotty end of my fuck stick &lt;br /&gt;Beating the stick&lt;br /&gt;Beating your meat&lt;br /&gt;Beef tips stroking off&lt;br /&gt;Beef-stroke-it-off &lt;br /&gt;Being a virtuoso of the skin flute &lt;br /&gt;Being rough with the sex stick &lt;br /&gt;Being your own best friend&lt;br /&gt;Belaboring the obvious &lt;br /&gt;Belt your hog&lt;br /&gt;Bequeath your genes&lt;br /&gt;Beta testing your hardware&lt;br /&gt;Biffing off &lt;br /&gt;Bitch-Slapping the Dark Knight &lt;br /&gt;Blanket drill, The&lt;br /&gt;Bleed the lizard&lt;br /&gt;Bleed the weed&lt;br /&gt;Blessing the alter boy&lt;br /&gt;Bloating the vein&lt;br /&gt;Blow Your load&lt;br /&gt;Blow your own horn&lt;br /&gt;Bludgeon the beefsteak&lt;br /&gt;Blueball baseball &lt;br /&gt;Blue-ball buster &lt;br /&gt;Bob the hog&lt;br /&gt;Bombing the German helmut&lt;br /&gt;Bonging your shlong &lt;br /&gt;Booting up the hard drive &lt;br /&gt;Bop the boa&lt;br /&gt;Bop the bonzo&lt;br /&gt;Bop the hog&lt;br /&gt;Bopping Richard &lt;br /&gt;Bopping the bishop &lt;br /&gt;Bopping the Bonzo &lt;br /&gt;Bouncing the bunny &lt;br /&gt;Box the Jesuit&lt;br /&gt;Box with Richard&lt;br /&gt;Boxin the Ballsack&lt;br /&gt;Boxin' the Bozak&lt;br /&gt;Boxing Oscar &lt;br /&gt;Boxing Oscar in the closet &lt;br /&gt;Boxing the bald champ &lt;br /&gt;Boxing the clown&lt;br /&gt;Boxing the Jesuit &lt;br /&gt;Boxing the Jesuit and getting cockroaches &lt;br /&gt;Boxing the one-eyed clown &lt;br /&gt;Boxing the trouser mouse &lt;br /&gt;Boxing with Richard &lt;br /&gt;Break one off&lt;br /&gt;Burping private ryan&lt;br /&gt;Breaking the fish tank &lt;br /&gt;Bringing MrWeasel back from the dead&lt;br /&gt;Brushing up on your typing skills&lt;br /&gt;Buck the bone&lt;br /&gt;Buckin' it&lt;br /&gt;Buff the banana&lt;br /&gt;Buff the mushroom&lt;br /&gt;Buff the wood&lt;br /&gt;Buffin' the bishop &lt;br /&gt;Buffing my wand &lt;br /&gt;Buffing the rifle &lt;br /&gt;Buffing your nuts &lt;br /&gt;Bugger your hand &lt;br /&gt;Buggering your hand &lt;br /&gt;Building upper-body strength&lt;br /&gt;Bunning your hot dog &lt;br /&gt;Burning off a few calories &lt;br /&gt;Burp the baby&lt;br /&gt;Burp the baldman&lt;br /&gt;Burp the worm&lt;br /&gt;Bust a nut&lt;br /&gt;Butter the corn&lt;br /&gt;Cajun clown fucking&lt;br /&gt;Calling all cum &lt;br /&gt;Calling down for more mayo&lt;br /&gt;Calling genie&lt;br /&gt;Calling in the National Guard to assist you in a strategic crisis &lt;br /&gt;Calling in the secret service&lt;br /&gt;Caning the vandal&lt;br /&gt;Caping the crusader &lt;br /&gt;Capturing the bishop &lt;br /&gt;Carrying weight &lt;br /&gt;Cast off&lt;br /&gt;Caulking the cracks in the bathroom tile&lt;br /&gt;Chafing the weasel&lt;br /&gt;Changing your oil&lt;br /&gt;Charge the rod&lt;br /&gt;Charging the Inertial Dampeners &lt;br /&gt;Charging up the main gun &lt;br /&gt;Charm the cobra&lt;br /&gt;Charm the serpent/snake&lt;br /&gt;Charming the cobra &lt;br /&gt;Charming the one-eyed trouser snake &lt;br /&gt;Cheap date &lt;br /&gt;Cheating on your other hand &lt;br /&gt;Check for testicular cancer&lt;br /&gt;Checking for testicular cancer &lt;br /&gt;Checking the plumbing &lt;br /&gt;Cheese off&lt;br /&gt;Chicken milking&lt;br /&gt;Chilling the dill &lt;br /&gt;Chipping wood&lt;br /&gt;Choke Charlie 'till he chunders&lt;br /&gt;Choke Kojak&lt;br /&gt;Choke the bishop&lt;br /&gt;Choke the chicken&lt;br /&gt;Choke the sheriff and wait for the posse to come&lt;br /&gt;Choking Charlie 'till he throws up&lt;br /&gt;Choking the bald guy until he pukes &lt;br /&gt;Choking the chicken &lt;br /&gt;Choking the hog &lt;br /&gt;Choking the pirate &lt;br /&gt;Choking up on the bat &lt;br /&gt;Choking your chicken &lt;br /&gt;Choking yourself into emission &lt;br /&gt;Chong your schlong&lt;br /&gt;Chopping down &lt;br /&gt;Chucking the yogurt &lt;br /&gt;Churning butter&lt;br /&gt;Civil War &lt;br /&gt;Clamp the pipe&lt;br /&gt;Clean your pipes&lt;br /&gt;Clean Your Rifle&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning out the rope&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning out your account&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning the walls after an accident involving the Milk Man and the Cyclops &lt;br /&gt;Clear the snorkel&lt;br /&gt;Climb the tree&lt;br /&gt;Climbing Mount Baldy &lt;br /&gt;Climbing Mt. Barbell (for guys with pierced dicks) &lt;br /&gt;Climbing the corporate ladder &lt;br /&gt;Clobbering the bad guy &lt;br /&gt;Clobbering the Kleenex &lt;br /&gt;Closet Frisbee &lt;br /&gt;Closing the deal&lt;br /&gt;Clubbing Eddy&lt;br /&gt;Clubbing the baby seal&lt;br /&gt;Clubbing the clam &lt;br /&gt;Clubbing the dummy &lt;br /&gt;Coating Prince William Sound with love oil &lt;br /&gt;Coax the cajones&lt;br /&gt;Cocking some soup&lt;br /&gt;Cocking the rifle &lt;br /&gt;Collecting a specimen &lt;br /&gt;Combing the hair on your bald pig Sally&lt;br /&gt;Combing your hair&lt;br /&gt;Coming to grips with the situation &lt;br /&gt;Coming to grips with yourself&lt;br /&gt;Committing mass spermicide &lt;br /&gt;Communicating with Red Leader One&lt;br /&gt;Communing with nature&lt;br /&gt;Conjuring Up A Rain Slicker &lt;br /&gt;Conking the Cardinal&lt;br /&gt;Consulting with your silent partner&lt;br /&gt;Converse with Harry Palm&lt;br /&gt;Cooking the cream of cock &lt;br /&gt;Cooking with Wong &lt;br /&gt;Corral your tadpole&lt;br /&gt;Corralling the tadpoles&lt;br /&gt;Cough your filthy yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Crab tease&lt;br /&gt;Crack off a batch&lt;br /&gt;Cracking off&lt;br /&gt;Cracking the bat&lt;br /&gt;Cracking the fat&lt;br /&gt;Crank the love pump&lt;br /&gt;Crank the Shank&lt;br /&gt;Crank yanking &lt;br /&gt;Cranking&lt;br /&gt;Cranking for cum &lt;br /&gt;Cranking one off &lt;br /&gt;Cranking the monkey &lt;br /&gt;Cranking the shank &lt;br /&gt;Creaming the banana&lt;br /&gt;Crimp the wire&lt;br /&gt;Cross-Examing the Witness &lt;br /&gt;Crown the king&lt;br /&gt;Crushing pop cans in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Cuddle the kielbasa&lt;br /&gt;Cuff the carrot&lt;br /&gt;Cuff the governor&lt;br /&gt;Cuffing the dummy &lt;br /&gt;Cuffing the puppy&lt;br /&gt;Culture the American Blood Sausage&lt;br /&gt;Custer's Last Stand &lt;br /&gt;Daisy-chaining&lt;br /&gt;Dancing in the dragon's fiery breath&lt;br /&gt;Dancing round the maypole &lt;br /&gt;Dancing with Johnnie One-Eye &lt;br /&gt;Dancing with the one-eyed sailor&lt;br /&gt;Date Miss Michigan&lt;br /&gt;Date Mrs. Palmer and her five daughters&lt;br /&gt;Date Palmala Handerson&lt;br /&gt;Date Rosie Palm and her five sisters&lt;br /&gt;Dating Mother Palm and her five daughters &lt;br /&gt;Debating the Albino Newt &lt;br /&gt;Debugging the hard drive &lt;br /&gt;Decongesting the weasel &lt;br /&gt;Defrosting the fridge&lt;br /&gt;Detoxifying the puppy&lt;br /&gt;Devil's handshake&lt;br /&gt;Dick whacking &lt;br /&gt;Diddle&lt;br /&gt;Diddle whacking &lt;br /&gt;Diddle yourself&lt;br /&gt;Diddling the dinky&lt;br /&gt;Digging for change &lt;br /&gt;Digital penile oscillation&lt;br /&gt;Digitally oscillating one's penis &lt;br /&gt;Dilly with the willy&lt;br /&gt;Dinging the dong&lt;br /&gt;Discharging the heat-seeking moisture missile &lt;br /&gt;Discipline your soldier&lt;br /&gt;Disciplining the primate &lt;br /&gt;Discovering your own potential&lt;br /&gt;Discussing Uganda&lt;br /&gt;Dishonorable discharge&lt;br /&gt;Disobey the Pope&lt;br /&gt;Disseminating &lt;br /&gt;Distributing free literature&lt;br /&gt;Do handiwork&lt;br /&gt;Do it your way &lt;br /&gt;Do the Dew &lt;br /&gt;Do the janitor thing&lt;br /&gt;Do the white knuckler&lt;br /&gt;Dogger Bank &lt;br /&gt;Doin' a loner with your boner &lt;br /&gt;Doin' extra credit&lt;br /&gt;Doin' the Hand Jive&lt;br /&gt;Doin' the solitary rhumba &lt;br /&gt;Doing a hand job &lt;br /&gt;Doing an impression of Goofy &lt;br /&gt;Doing battle with the Purple-Helmeted Warrior of Love &lt;br /&gt;Doing it your way &lt;br /&gt;Doing the five-knuckle shuffle &lt;br /&gt;Doing the hand jive &lt;br /&gt;Doing the hand-cooter &lt;br /&gt;Doing the janitor thing &lt;br /&gt;Doing the knuckle shuffle on the ol' piss pump &lt;br /&gt;Doing the plotkin &lt;br /&gt;Doing the pork sword jiggle &lt;br /&gt;Doing the sin of Onan &lt;br /&gt;Doing the Skin Limbo &lt;br /&gt;Doing the White Knuckler &lt;br /&gt;Doing your homework &lt;br /&gt;Doing your own thing &lt;br /&gt;Dong flogging&lt;br /&gt;Donkey Spank&lt;br /&gt;Doodle your noodle&lt;br /&gt;Downing at the club (for members only) &lt;br /&gt;Downing the pitcher &lt;br /&gt;Downloading from your own website&lt;br /&gt;Dra en handtralla&lt;br /&gt;Drain Charle's Dickens&lt;br /&gt;Drain the dragon&lt;br /&gt;Drain the monster&lt;br /&gt;Drain the vein&lt;br /&gt;Draining the dragon &lt;br /&gt;Draining the main vein &lt;br /&gt;Draining the monster &lt;br /&gt;Draining the one-eyed monster &lt;br /&gt;Draining the poisons from the building &lt;br /&gt;Draining the vats &lt;br /&gt;Drip the pickle&lt;br /&gt;Dripping white-hot coconuts from the veiny palm tree of lust &lt;br /&gt;Driving the skin bus &lt;br /&gt;Drizzle the squid&lt;br /&gt;Drop off a load&lt;br /&gt;Droppin' a wad of hot wax &lt;br /&gt;Dropping a line &lt;br /&gt;Dropping stomach pancakes &lt;br /&gt;Dropping the kids off at the pool &lt;br /&gt;Drubbing the dolphin &lt;br /&gt;Dry humping the ottoman&lt;br /&gt;Dry-Firing the Turtle &lt;br /&gt;Dry-firing your musket&lt;br /&gt;Duking the Bishop &lt;br /&gt;Dundering the devil-dolphin &lt;br /&gt;Dunking the dolphin&lt;br /&gt;Dusting the old trophy&lt;br /&gt;Eating grapes with the one-armed man&lt;br /&gt;Eberting Siskel&lt;br /&gt;Educating Peter&lt;br /&gt;Electing the President&lt;br /&gt;Empty the cannon&lt;br /&gt;Emptying your sex pistol &lt;br /&gt;Encapsulate your probe&lt;br /&gt;Engage in safe sex &lt;br /&gt;Erupting Vesuvius&lt;br /&gt;Escorting the one-eyed postal worker out of his denim cell &lt;br /&gt;Evacuating Tatooine&lt;br /&gt;Evacuating the Bomb Squad &lt;br /&gt;Evicting the testicular squatters&lt;br /&gt;Excercise your rights&lt;br /&gt;Exercise one's right &lt;br /&gt;Exercising your right to privacy &lt;br /&gt;Express yourself&lt;br /&gt;Extracting some crack spackle&lt;br /&gt;Facha la manuela&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love with your right hand &lt;br /&gt;Fapping&lt;br /&gt;Fastening the chin strap on the helmet of love &lt;br /&gt;Faxing Jimmy Dean &lt;br /&gt;Faxing the Pope &lt;br /&gt;Feed the ducks &lt;br /&gt;Feed the fist&lt;br /&gt;Feeding bologna to the Smurfs &lt;br /&gt;Feeding the chooks &lt;br /&gt;Feeling your way around &lt;br /&gt;Fencing with the pork sword&lt;br /&gt;Fertilizing My Comforter &lt;br /&gt;Fetch the bagel dog&lt;br /&gt;Fetching milk &lt;br /&gt;Fiddle the flesh flute &lt;br /&gt;Fidget with your digit&lt;br /&gt;Fight the Champ&lt;br /&gt;Fight your turkey&lt;br /&gt;Filling Charlie's magic sock &lt;br /&gt;Finding yourself &lt;br /&gt;Fire the hand cannon&lt;br /&gt;Fire the Surgeon General&lt;br /&gt;Fire the wobbly warhead&lt;br /&gt;Firing off a round&lt;br /&gt;Firing the flesh musket&lt;br /&gt;Firing the love rifle &lt;br /&gt;Firing the pound gun &lt;br /&gt;Firing the presidential staff &lt;br /&gt;Firing the Surgeon General &lt;br /&gt;Firm your worm&lt;br /&gt;Fishing for the two-toned trouser trout &lt;br /&gt;Fishing for zipper trout &lt;br /&gt;Fishing with dynamite &lt;br /&gt;Fist Fuck&lt;br /&gt;Fist kebabing &lt;br /&gt;Fist of fury&lt;br /&gt;Fist your mister &lt;br /&gt;Fist Your Monster&lt;br /&gt;Five knuckle olympics&lt;br /&gt;Five knuckle shuffle &lt;br /&gt;Five on one &lt;br /&gt;Five-Digit Shuffle &lt;br /&gt;Five-finger discount &lt;br /&gt;Five-finger solo &lt;br /&gt;Five-knuckle chuckle &lt;br /&gt;Five-knuckle-shuffle on the old piss pump &lt;br /&gt;Fixing the Hubble&lt;br /&gt;Fixing the toilet &lt;br /&gt;Flail the whale&lt;br /&gt;Flame out on engine #3 &lt;br /&gt;Flanking the Romans &lt;br /&gt;Flaying the Emperor &lt;br /&gt;Flick on over the thumb &lt;br /&gt;Flicking the bic &lt;br /&gt;Fling your phallus &lt;br /&gt;Flipping the Bishop &lt;br /&gt;Flipping your omelet&lt;br /&gt;Flog the bishop&lt;br /&gt;Flog the Dog&lt;br /&gt;Flog the dolphin &lt;br /&gt;Flog the dong &lt;br /&gt;Flog the log &lt;br /&gt;Flog the mule &lt;br /&gt;Flog yourself&lt;br /&gt;Flogging the Bishop &lt;br /&gt;Flogging the dong &lt;br /&gt;Flogging the egg man &lt;br /&gt;Flogging the frog &lt;br /&gt;Flogging the General &lt;br /&gt;Flogging your dumber brother &lt;br /&gt;Flogging your stob &lt;br /&gt;Flong your dong&lt;br /&gt;Fluffing the pillow &lt;br /&gt;Flute solo &lt;br /&gt;Fly fishing &lt;br /&gt;Flying a kite&lt;br /&gt;Following my bliss &lt;br /&gt;Fondle the Fig&lt;br /&gt;Fondle your flagpole &lt;br /&gt;Fondling the ferret &lt;br /&gt;Fondling the fig &lt;br /&gt;Fondling the fisherman &lt;br /&gt;Fooling with your tool &lt;br /&gt;Forcing Lex Luthor To Surrender &lt;br /&gt;Foreplay with Fistina &lt;br /&gt;Four-knuckle shuffle (for those who lost a finger in 'Nam) &lt;br /&gt;Fragging the Sarge &lt;br /&gt;Free Willy &lt;br /&gt;Freeing the hostages &lt;br /&gt;Freeing your dick fish into the gene pool &lt;br /&gt;Friction therapy&lt;br /&gt;Frig yourself&lt;br /&gt;Frigging the love muscle&lt;br /&gt;Friggit &lt;br /&gt;Frost the pastries &lt;br /&gt;Frosting your maple bar &lt;br /&gt;Frugeling the gourmet &lt;br /&gt;Frying up the corndog &lt;br /&gt;Fuck Mary Fist&lt;br /&gt;Fucking a pillow &lt;br /&gt;Fucking Mrs. Fist, the five-fingered widow &lt;br /&gt;Fun with friction &lt;br /&gt;Gallop the Antelope&lt;br /&gt;Gallop the old lizard &lt;br /&gt;Ganging the plank &lt;br /&gt;Ganking &lt;br /&gt;Gardening with the golden trowel &lt;br /&gt;Genital stimulation via phallengetic motion &lt;br /&gt;Get a hold of yourself&lt;br /&gt;Get the German soldier marching &lt;br /&gt;Get to know yourself &lt;br /&gt;Get your nuts off&lt;br /&gt;Get your pole varnished &lt;br /&gt;Gettin' jizzy with it &lt;br /&gt;Getting a date with Slick Mittens &lt;br /&gt;Getting a grip on things &lt;br /&gt;Getting a load off my mind &lt;br /&gt;Getting a milk mustache &lt;br /&gt;Getting a stiffy &lt;br /&gt;Getting busy &lt;br /&gt;Getting chafed &lt;br /&gt;Getting in touch with your manhood &lt;br /&gt;Getting in touch with yourself &lt;br /&gt;Getting My Boys Ready For the Playoffs &lt;br /&gt;Getting off &lt;br /&gt;Getting tennis elbow &lt;br /&gt;Getting the dirty water off your chest &lt;br /&gt;Getting the German soldier marching &lt;br /&gt;Getting the glue stick &lt;br /&gt;Getting to know Miss Michigan &lt;br /&gt;Getting to know yourself &lt;br /&gt;Getting your caps peeled &lt;br /&gt;Getting your exercise &lt;br /&gt;Getting' your oil checked &lt;br /&gt;Getting your palm read by Mister Softee &lt;br /&gt;Getting your palm red &lt;br /&gt;Getting your pole varnished &lt;br /&gt;Gherkin jerkin'&lt;br /&gt;Give it a tug &lt;br /&gt;Give your low five &lt;br /&gt;Givin' the one-eyed field mouse with the purple turtle-neck sweater a hot-butter noogie &lt;br /&gt;Giving it a tug&lt;br /&gt;Giving Ms. Palm and and her five sisters a ride on the meat train &lt;br /&gt;Giving oneself a "low-five"&lt;br /&gt;Giving the half-blind dog a run for his money &lt;br /&gt;Giving the John Hancock &lt;br /&gt;Giving the pink Mustang a lube job &lt;br /&gt;Giving the pink Mustang a spit shine &lt;br /&gt;Giving the seamen shore leave &lt;br /&gt;Giving your employee a raise &lt;br /&gt;Giving yourself a dishonorable discharge &lt;br /&gt;Giving yourself a hand &lt;br /&gt;Giving yourself a happy ending &lt;br /&gt;Giving yourself a helping hand &lt;br /&gt;Giving yourself a low five &lt;br /&gt;Glazing the donut &lt;br /&gt;Gluing the lady's eye's shut &lt;br /&gt;Go a couple of rounds with ol' Josh &lt;br /&gt;Go on a date with Fisty Palmer &lt;br /&gt;Go on a date with Handrea and Palmela &lt;br /&gt;Go the blow&lt;br /&gt;Going a couple of rounds with ol' Josh &lt;br /&gt;Going blind &lt;br /&gt;Going for the gold &lt;br /&gt;Going into battle with the purple-helmeted warrior &lt;br /&gt;Going on a date with Handrea and Palmela &lt;br /&gt;Going on a date with Rosey Palm and the five daughters &lt;br /&gt;Going on Peewee's little adventure &lt;br /&gt;Going steady with my bouncing Betty &lt;br /&gt;Going the blow &lt;br /&gt;Going To An Open-Mic &lt;br /&gt;Going to the basement &lt;br /&gt;Goose the gherkin &lt;br /&gt;Grappling the gorilla &lt;br /&gt;Greasin' up my love monkey &lt;br /&gt;Greasing the axle &lt;br /&gt;Greasing the flagpole &lt;br /&gt;Greasing the monkey &lt;br /&gt;Greasing the pipe &lt;br /&gt;Greasing your bone &lt;br /&gt;Grip your dip&lt;br /&gt;Gripping the pencil &lt;br /&gt;Grooming your junior&lt;br /&gt;Hacerse la manuela &lt;br /&gt;Hacerse la paja&lt;br /&gt;Hack off&lt;br /&gt;Hacking the hog &lt;br /&gt;Ham shank&lt;br /&gt;Han Solo &lt;br /&gt;Hand crank&lt;br /&gt;Hand dancing&lt;br /&gt;Hand jive&lt;br /&gt;Hand job &lt;br /&gt;Hand Shandy &lt;br /&gt;Hand Solo &lt;br /&gt;Hand to gland combat&lt;br /&gt;Hand to hand combat with the purple helmeted warrior&lt;br /&gt;Hand work &lt;br /&gt;Handle yourself&lt;br /&gt;Handling heavy equipment &lt;br /&gt;Handling the hound &lt;br /&gt;Hands-on training &lt;br /&gt;Hand-starting the one-eyed yogurt thrower &lt;br /&gt;Hand-to-gland combat &lt;br /&gt;Handy work &lt;br /&gt;Hanging out with Peter Tork &lt;br /&gt;Hanging the old man &lt;br /&gt;Hard labor &lt;br /&gt;Harping on Happy Harry Hard-on &lt;br /&gt;Hatchin' a batch &lt;br /&gt;Have it off&lt;br /&gt;Have It Off&lt;br /&gt;Have one off the wrist&lt;br /&gt;Having a ball &lt;br /&gt;Having a Barclays Bank &lt;br /&gt;Having a bat &lt;br /&gt;Having a chuff &lt;br /&gt;Having a conversation with the one-eyed trouser snake &lt;br /&gt;Having a date with Fisty Palmer &lt;br /&gt;Having a date with Mrs. Thumb and her 4 daughters &lt;br /&gt;Having a date with Rosie Palm and her five sisters &lt;br /&gt;Having a ham shank &lt;br /&gt;Having a J. Arthur (British special, after J. Arthur Rank, it's rhyming slang) &lt;br /&gt;Having a one-night-stand with yourself &lt;br /&gt;Having a play date with your little friend &lt;br /&gt;Having a pull&lt;br /&gt;Having a puppet show in your pants &lt;br /&gt;Having a Roy (Australian) &lt;br /&gt;Having a Sherman (British) &lt;br /&gt;Having a staff meeting&lt;br /&gt;Having a tommy tank &lt;br /&gt;Having a tug &lt;br /&gt;Having a tug-of-war with the cyclops &lt;br /&gt;Having a whack attack&lt;br /&gt;Having an arm-wrestle with your one-eyed vessel &lt;br /&gt;Having dinner &lt;br /&gt;Having group sex with five friends &lt;br /&gt;Having it off &lt;br /&gt;Having one off the wrist &lt;br /&gt;Having sex with someone you love &lt;br /&gt;Heating up the hot dog&lt;br /&gt;Heaving the heathen handhold &lt;br /&gt;Helping Mr. Happy &lt;br /&gt;Helping put Mr. Kleenex's kids through college &lt;br /&gt;Helping the python shed its skin&lt;br /&gt;Herkin the Gherkin&lt;br /&gt;Hit on Rosy Palm&lt;br /&gt;Hit the ham&lt;br /&gt;Hitchhike to heaven &lt;br /&gt;Hitchhiking under the Big Top &lt;br /&gt;Hitching to heaven &lt;br /&gt;Hittin' the wood&lt;br /&gt;Hitting the ham &lt;br /&gt;Hitting the sack &lt;br /&gt;Hitting the speedbump &lt;br /&gt;Hitting too close to home &lt;br /&gt;Hoisting the flag &lt;br /&gt;Hoisting your own petard &lt;br /&gt;Hold the bishop &lt;br /&gt;Hold the bold&lt;br /&gt;Hold the mayo&lt;br /&gt;Hold the sausage hostage &lt;br /&gt;Holding all the cards &lt;br /&gt;Holding my own &lt;br /&gt;Holding your sausage hostage&lt;br /&gt;Hone the cone &lt;br /&gt;Hone your bone&lt;br /&gt;Honing the cone &lt;br /&gt;Honing your bone &lt;br /&gt;Honk your horn &lt;br /&gt;Honking the bobo &lt;br /&gt;Hosing down the driveway &lt;br /&gt;Hotdog-a-rama&lt;br /&gt;Hotfooting it to the nearest exit &lt;br /&gt;Huffing on the hoagie &lt;br /&gt;Hug the hog &lt;br /&gt;Hugging the hog &lt;br /&gt;Hump the horn&lt;br /&gt;Hump your fist&lt;br /&gt;Hump your hose &lt;br /&gt;Humpin' air&lt;br /&gt;Humping your fist &lt;br /&gt;Humping your hose &lt;br /&gt;Huskin' corn&lt;br /&gt;Ignite the Lightsaber&lt;br /&gt;In the hand &lt;br /&gt;Infiltrate your crabs&lt;br /&gt;Innoculate the newborn&lt;br /&gt;Interrogating the witness&lt;br /&gt;Introducing the Master of Ceremonies&lt;br /&gt;Investing in pork bellies &lt;br /&gt;Invoking the Oscar Meyer love spell &lt;br /&gt;Irking the dude &lt;br /&gt;Ironing some wrinkles&lt;br /&gt;Ironing some wrinkles &lt;br /&gt;J. Arthur Rank (British rhyming slang - wank) &lt;br /&gt;Jack hammer&lt;br /&gt;Jack hammering &lt;br /&gt;Jack off&lt;br /&gt;Jack the corn&lt;br /&gt;Jack the joystick&lt;br /&gt;Jack the sack&lt;br /&gt;Jack your Jizz&lt;br /&gt;Jack your monkey&lt;br /&gt;Jack yourself&lt;br /&gt;Jackhammer&lt;br /&gt;Jackin' &lt;br /&gt;Jackin' the Beanstalk &lt;br /&gt;Jacking off &lt;br /&gt;Jacking up the hot rod &lt;br /&gt;Jack'n the beanstalk&lt;br /&gt;Jag off &lt;br /&gt;Jalarle el pescuezo al ganso&lt;br /&gt;Jam the joystick&lt;br /&gt;Jammin' your jimmy &lt;br /&gt;Jazz yourself &lt;br /&gt;Jazzing yourself &lt;br /&gt;Jelly roll &lt;br /&gt;Jenny Mccarthy Jaunt &lt;br /&gt;Jerk Jamby &lt;br /&gt;Jerk Off&lt;br /&gt;Jerk the gherkin &lt;br /&gt;Jerk the Johnson&lt;br /&gt;Jerk the Turk&lt;br /&gt;Jerk your rope&lt;br /&gt;Jerkin' the gherkin &lt;br /&gt;Jerkin' the jerky&lt;br /&gt;Jerkin' the joystick &lt;br /&gt;Jerkin' the noodle&lt;br /&gt;Jerkin' the wheel&lt;br /&gt;Jerkin' your beef &lt;br /&gt;Jerking Jamby &lt;br /&gt;Jerking off &lt;br /&gt;Jerking the Johnson &lt;br /&gt;Jerking the turkey &lt;br /&gt;Jerking yanking daisy-chaining &lt;br /&gt;Jibbin'&lt;br /&gt;Jiggle the jewelry&lt;br /&gt;Jiggling the dice&lt;br /&gt;Jiggling your Johnson &lt;br /&gt;Jimmying your Joey &lt;br /&gt;Jizzlobbing &lt;br /&gt;Jogging the lizard &lt;br /&gt;Joining the Navy &lt;br /&gt;Joshing it &lt;br /&gt;Jostlin' the Elders &lt;br /&gt;Jostling your Elder&lt;br /&gt;Juggling the javelin&lt;br /&gt;Juice the Moose &lt;br /&gt;Juice your fruit&lt;br /&gt;Juicing the Banana &lt;br /&gt;Juicing the jizz monster &lt;br /&gt;Juicing the mongoose &lt;br /&gt;Jumping the jock &lt;br /&gt;Jumping to Delight Speed&lt;br /&gt;Just combing my hair &lt;br /&gt;Just jerkin' it &lt;br /&gt;Keep the census down&lt;br /&gt;Keeping the Optometrists in business &lt;br /&gt;Kick one out&lt;br /&gt;Kicking seamen &lt;br /&gt;Kicking your roommate out for five to ten minutes to "call your parents" &lt;br /&gt;Kill the Pope&lt;br /&gt;Killing it &lt;br /&gt;Killing the Beast &lt;br /&gt;Killing the bird on punches &lt;br /&gt;Kneading my knockwurst &lt;br /&gt;Kneeding the bread &lt;br /&gt;Knock on wood&lt;br /&gt;Knock the top off&lt;br /&gt;Knockin' over the weeble &lt;br /&gt;Knuckle nobbing &lt;br /&gt;Knuckle shuffle&lt;br /&gt;Knuckle shuffle on the old piss pump&lt;br /&gt;Knuckling the bone &lt;br /&gt;Lap-based web browsingrowsing &lt;br /&gt;Lash the length&lt;br /&gt;Launching a Jism Probe into the Tissue Nebula? &lt;br /&gt;Launching My spawn &lt;br /&gt;Launching the hand shuttle &lt;br /&gt;Launching the morning missile &lt;br /&gt;Launching the rocket &lt;br /&gt;Launching the Tadpoles&lt;br /&gt;Laying the smack down on yourself &lt;br /&gt;Leakin' the main drain &lt;br /&gt;Left to your own devices &lt;br /&gt;Lehavi Bayad&lt;br /&gt;Letting out the bulimic one-eyed monster &lt;br /&gt;Letting the cat out of the bag &lt;br /&gt;Lightening the load&lt;br /&gt;Lighting the candle&lt;br /&gt;Lighting the lava lamp &lt;br /&gt;Lighting Up the Tote Board &lt;br /&gt;Lightsaber practice with Captain Solo&lt;br /&gt;Liquidating the inventory &lt;br /&gt;Little pinky hit the slinky&lt;br /&gt;Living by the fat of the hand&lt;br /&gt;Living it up &lt;br /&gt;Loading from CMOS? &lt;br /&gt;Loading the cannon&lt;br /&gt;Locking the bathroom door &lt;br /&gt;Locking your roommate out so you can call your parents&lt;br /&gt;Looking for clues with Fred and Daphne &lt;br /&gt;Looking for ticks &lt;br /&gt;Lope the mule&lt;br /&gt;Lope the pork sword&lt;br /&gt;Loping your mule&lt;br /&gt;Love the Muppet &lt;br /&gt;Love's labors lost &lt;br /&gt;Loving the lizard &lt;br /&gt;Loving the muppet &lt;br /&gt;Lube the cord&lt;br /&gt;Lubing the tube &lt;br /&gt;Lubricating the love monkey &lt;br /&gt;Lynching the one-eyed monster&lt;br /&gt;Make a foreskin cone &lt;br /&gt;Make instant pudding &lt;br /&gt;Make like Hans Solo and stroke your wookie &lt;br /&gt;Make one-eye cry&lt;br /&gt;Make silly with the willy&lt;br /&gt;Make the bald man puke &lt;br /&gt;Makin' gravy for the biscuit&lt;br /&gt;Makin' moonshine &lt;br /&gt;Making a cash withdrawal &lt;br /&gt;Making a fist sandwich &lt;br /&gt;Making a foreskin cone &lt;br /&gt;Making a knuckle hot dog &lt;br /&gt;Making a six-fist&lt;br /&gt;Making chowder with sailor Ned &lt;br /&gt;Making free hand lotion &lt;br /&gt;Making friends with Big Ed &lt;br /&gt;Making instant pudding &lt;br /&gt;Making it up as you go along &lt;br /&gt;Making magic with leftovers &lt;br /&gt;Making nut butter&lt;br /&gt;Making oyster soup&lt;br /&gt;Making pancakes on your stomach&lt;br /&gt;Making Septic Tank Babies &lt;br /&gt;Making soup &lt;br /&gt;Making soup for one &lt;br /&gt;Making special sauce with frank and beans &lt;br /&gt;Making the bald guy puke&lt;br /&gt;Making the bald man cry &lt;br /&gt;Making the bread rise &lt;br /&gt;Making the Cyclops cry &lt;br /&gt;Making the cyclops do chin-ups 'til he throws up &lt;br /&gt;Making the Kessel Run&lt;br /&gt;Making the llama spit &lt;br /&gt;Making the piggy squeal &lt;br /&gt;Making the scene with the magazine &lt;br /&gt;Making the world safe for democracy &lt;br /&gt;Making vanilla jism shakes &lt;br /&gt;Making wall-paper paste&lt;br /&gt;Making with the tadpoles &lt;br /&gt;Making yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Mangle the midget&lt;br /&gt;Manhandling the manhood &lt;br /&gt;Manhandling your man-handle &lt;br /&gt;Manipulate the mango&lt;br /&gt;Manipulating My Machismo &lt;br /&gt;Manistrupation&lt;br /&gt;Mannin' the Cannon&lt;br /&gt;Manning the cockpit &lt;br /&gt;Manual exercise&lt;br /&gt;Manual labor &lt;br /&gt;Manual override&lt;br /&gt;Manual pollution&lt;br /&gt;Manually assisted wet dream&lt;br /&gt;Manually increasing the surface temperature of the ship's primary cannon by repeated linear manipulation&lt;br /&gt;Manually targeting the Rebel Base&lt;br /&gt;Masonic secret self handshake&lt;br /&gt;Massage the fireman's neck&lt;br /&gt;Massage the muscle&lt;br /&gt;Massage the one-eyed monk&lt;br /&gt;Massage the purple-headed warrior&lt;br /&gt;Massaging Mr. Ho-Ho &lt;br /&gt;Massaging the mink &lt;br /&gt;Master Bacon, meet Rosie Hancock &lt;br /&gt;Maximize your potency&lt;br /&gt;Measuring for condoms &lt;br /&gt;Meat with Mother Thumb and her four daughters &lt;br /&gt;Medical wankorama &lt;br /&gt;Medieval folk dancing &lt;br /&gt;Meet MrsPalmer and her five daughters&lt;br /&gt;Meet your right-hand man&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Mary Palm and her five sisters &lt;br /&gt;Meeting Rosie Hancock &lt;br /&gt;Meeting with Palmala Handerson &lt;br /&gt;Meeting your kids &lt;br /&gt;Menage a moi&lt;br /&gt;Messin' with Moby&lt;br /&gt;Milk the lizard&lt;br /&gt;Milk the maggot&lt;br /&gt;Milk the member&lt;br /&gt;Milk the moose &lt;br /&gt;Milk the self &lt;br /&gt;Milking one's self &lt;br /&gt;Milking the bull&lt;br /&gt;Milking the cow &lt;br /&gt;Milking the lizard&lt;br /&gt;Milking the monkey&lt;br /&gt;Milking the moose &lt;br /&gt;Milking the mule &lt;br /&gt;Milking the muscle &lt;br /&gt;Milking the weasel &lt;br /&gt;Milking your wood &lt;br /&gt;Milkywaying&lt;br /&gt;Minding my own business &lt;br /&gt;Mix up a batch&lt;br /&gt;Modifying My .WAD &lt;br /&gt;Moisturizing &lt;br /&gt;Moisturizing your hands with your beauty bar &lt;br /&gt;Molding A Crucifix &lt;br /&gt;Molding hot plastic&lt;br /&gt;Molesting the mole &lt;br /&gt;Mount a corporal and a four&lt;br /&gt;Much goo about nothing &lt;br /&gt;Muppeting &lt;br /&gt;Murder the Bishop&lt;br /&gt;Muscling up&lt;br /&gt;Mustard on the burger&lt;br /&gt;My sex life! &lt;br /&gt;Nerk your throbber&lt;br /&gt;Neverland Ranch puppet show &lt;br /&gt;Null the void &lt;br /&gt;Oil the glove &lt;br /&gt;Oiling the baseball bat &lt;br /&gt;Oiling the glove &lt;br /&gt;Oiling the mighty dick hinge &lt;br /&gt;Oiling the pogo stick &lt;br /&gt;Onanism &lt;br /&gt;Onan's olympics&lt;br /&gt;One gun salute &lt;br /&gt;One hand clapping &lt;br /&gt;One handed humpty hump love pump, The&lt;br /&gt;One handed rodeo, The&lt;br /&gt;One handed shim sham &lt;br /&gt;One man band &lt;br /&gt;One man show &lt;br /&gt;One man tug-o-war&lt;br /&gt;One man wrestling&lt;br /&gt;One man's game&lt;br /&gt;One off the wrist &lt;br /&gt;One stop shopping &lt;br /&gt;One-armed skiing &lt;br /&gt;One-eye target practice&lt;br /&gt;One-hand jam&lt;br /&gt;One-handed workout &lt;br /&gt;One-legged race, The&lt;br /&gt;One-man orgy &lt;br /&gt;One-man ring toss &lt;br /&gt;One-man show &lt;br /&gt;One-man tug-o-war &lt;br /&gt;Opening the flood gates &lt;br /&gt;Opening up a bottle of Squirt &lt;br /&gt;Organ solo &lt;br /&gt;Oscillating the Oscar Meyer&lt;br /&gt;Pack your palm&lt;br /&gt;Packaging the ol' sausage&lt;br /&gt;Packing your palm &lt;br /&gt;Paddling the pickle &lt;br /&gt;Paint the ceiling &lt;br /&gt;Paint the CeilingPassing math&lt;br /&gt;Paint the pickle&lt;br /&gt;Paint the walls&lt;br /&gt;Painting the flag pole &lt;br /&gt;Painting the picket fence &lt;br /&gt;Painting your pants &lt;br /&gt;Palm the calm &lt;br /&gt;Palming the calm &lt;br /&gt;Pam Anderson Polka &lt;br /&gt;Pasting pages &lt;br /&gt;Pat the Robertson &lt;br /&gt;Paying at the turnpike &lt;br /&gt;Pearl jamming &lt;br /&gt;Pedal and crank &lt;br /&gt;Pee Wee pleaser &lt;br /&gt;Peeing children &lt;br /&gt;Peel the banana &lt;br /&gt;Peel the carrot&lt;br /&gt;Peeling some chilis &lt;br /&gt;Peeling the banana &lt;br /&gt;Peeling the carrot &lt;br /&gt;Perform diagnostics on your man tool &lt;br /&gt;Performing A Jid Exorcism &lt;br /&gt;Performing a self-test &lt;br /&gt;Performing diagnostics on your ManTool &lt;br /&gt;Performing the Jedi Hand Trick&lt;br /&gt;Perling the oyster &lt;br /&gt;Perm your poodle&lt;br /&gt;Pet the lizard &lt;br /&gt;Peter beater&lt;br /&gt;Petting the dog&lt;br /&gt;Petting the lizard &lt;br /&gt;Petting the puppy &lt;br /&gt;Petting the python &lt;br /&gt;Petting the silk worm&lt;br /&gt;Petting the snake&lt;br /&gt;Petting your animal &lt;br /&gt;Petting your dog &lt;br /&gt;Pipping the pumpkin &lt;br /&gt;Pissing Off the Pope &lt;br /&gt;Pitch a knuckle ball&lt;br /&gt;Plastique-ing the egg wagon &lt;br /&gt;Play a little five-on-one &lt;br /&gt;Play a one-stringed guitar &lt;br /&gt;Play in a one-man show &lt;br /&gt;Play peek-a-boo &lt;br /&gt;Play pocket pinball &lt;br /&gt;Play pocket pool&lt;br /&gt;Play tag with the pink torpedo &lt;br /&gt;Play the organ&lt;br /&gt;Play the piss pipe&lt;br /&gt;Play the pisser&lt;br /&gt;Play the skin flute&lt;br /&gt;Play the stand-up organ&lt;br /&gt;Play tug-o-war with Cyclops &lt;br /&gt;Play Uno &lt;br /&gt;Play with your Willy Wanker&lt;br /&gt;Play with yourself&lt;br /&gt;Playin' the bone-a-thon &lt;br /&gt;Playin' with hardballs &lt;br /&gt;Playing a solo on your meat whistle&lt;br /&gt;Playing Billy Squier on the skin flute &lt;br /&gt;Playing five card draw with a handful of jacks &lt;br /&gt;Playing five card stud &lt;br /&gt;Playing in a one-man show &lt;br /&gt;Playing it safe &lt;br /&gt;Playing miniature golf &lt;br /&gt;Playing Nintendo&lt;br /&gt;Playing paintball with white paint &lt;br /&gt;Playing peekaboo &lt;br /&gt;Playing peekaboo with Darth Vader &lt;br /&gt;Playing Peek-A-Boo with Mr. Johnson &lt;br /&gt;Playing ping pong with your ding dong &lt;br /&gt;Playing pocket pinball &lt;br /&gt;Playing pocket polo with Agent Johnson &lt;br /&gt;Playing pocket pool &lt;br /&gt;Playing soapy Peter&lt;br /&gt;Playing tag with the pink torpedo &lt;br /&gt;Playing the crotch trombone &lt;br /&gt;Playing the fiddle&lt;br /&gt;Playing the flesh flute &lt;br /&gt;Playing the flesh trombone&lt;br /&gt;Playing the hairy banjo&lt;br /&gt;Playing the male organ &lt;br /&gt;Playing the man-flute&lt;br /&gt;Playing the one-handed air guitar &lt;br /&gt;Playing the one-stringed melody &lt;br /&gt;Playing the organ &lt;br /&gt;Playing the pink oboe&lt;br /&gt;Playing the piss pipe &lt;br /&gt;Playing the pisser &lt;br /&gt;Playing the single-string air guitar &lt;br /&gt;Playing the skin flute&lt;br /&gt;Playing the solo symphony &lt;br /&gt;Playing the stand-up organ &lt;br /&gt;Playing tug-o-war with the cyclops &lt;br /&gt;Playing tug-o-war with the staked vampire 'til he flames up &lt;br /&gt;Playing Uno &lt;br /&gt;Playing Whack-A-Mole on the Professional Circuit? &lt;br /&gt;Playing with Dick&lt;br /&gt;Playing with my little brother Peter &lt;br /&gt;Playing with Susi Palmer and her five friends &lt;br /&gt;Playing with the noodle&lt;br /&gt;Playing with the pink Power Ranger&lt;br /&gt;Playing with the pogo stick &lt;br /&gt;Playing with the snake&lt;br /&gt;Playing with the spitting llama &lt;br /&gt;Playing with Yoosef &lt;br /&gt;Playing with your 6th finger&lt;br /&gt;Playing with your big Alien&lt;br /&gt;Playing with your bird &lt;br /&gt;Playing with your noodle &lt;br /&gt;Playing with your turtle (for uncircumcised guys?) &lt;br /&gt;Playing Yahtzee &lt;br /&gt;Playing your instrument&lt;br /&gt;Pleasure pumping &lt;br /&gt;Pluckin' your chicken&lt;br /&gt;Plugging in the toaster &lt;br /&gt;Plunk your twanger&lt;br /&gt;Poaching the salmon &lt;br /&gt;Pocket billiards &lt;br /&gt;Pocket pinball&lt;br /&gt;Pocket pool&lt;br /&gt;Pocket the rocket&lt;br /&gt;Poking palm &lt;br /&gt;Pole vaulting &lt;br /&gt;Polish Percy in your palm &lt;br /&gt;Polish the bayonet&lt;br /&gt;Polish the bishop&lt;br /&gt;Polish the chrome dome&lt;br /&gt;Polish the family jewels &lt;br /&gt;Polish the knob&lt;br /&gt;Polish the log&lt;br /&gt;Polish the Oscar&lt;br /&gt;Polish the pole&lt;br /&gt;Polish the rocket &lt;br /&gt;Polish the rock-hard staff of St. Peter &lt;br /&gt;Polish the shooter&lt;br /&gt;Polish the sword &lt;br /&gt;Polish the Viper&lt;br /&gt;Polish Vader's Helmet&lt;br /&gt;Polish your antlers&lt;br /&gt;Polish your bayonet&lt;br /&gt;Polish your horn&lt;br /&gt;Polish your piece&lt;br /&gt;Polishing Charlie Brown&lt;br /&gt;Polishing Percy&lt;br /&gt;Polishing Percy in your palm &lt;br /&gt;Polishing the banister&lt;br /&gt;Polishing the bayonet &lt;br /&gt;Polishing the beak &lt;br /&gt;Polishing the chrome dome &lt;br /&gt;Polishing the family jewels &lt;br /&gt;Polishing the fire pole &lt;br /&gt;Polishing the helmet &lt;br /&gt;Polishing the hot rod &lt;br /&gt;Polishing the knob &lt;br /&gt;Polishing the Lighthouse &lt;br /&gt;Polishing the pink Mustang &lt;br /&gt;Polishing the Pope &lt;br /&gt;Polishing the purple people pleaser &lt;br /&gt;Polishing the rocket &lt;br /&gt;Polishing the rocking horse &lt;br /&gt;Polishing the rod &lt;br /&gt;Polishing the sword &lt;br /&gt;Polishing your bayonet &lt;br /&gt;Polishing your helmet &lt;br /&gt;Polishing your piece &lt;br /&gt;Popping a nut &lt;br /&gt;Popping the blister &lt;br /&gt;Popping the bone &lt;br /&gt;Popping the cork &lt;br /&gt;Popping the porpoise &lt;br /&gt;Popping the purple pimple &lt;br /&gt;Popping the zit&lt;br /&gt;Popping your top &lt;br /&gt;Portuguese Pump&lt;br /&gt;Pound off &lt;br /&gt;Pound the bald-headed moose &lt;br /&gt;Pound the bobo&lt;br /&gt;Pound the pelican&lt;br /&gt;Pound the pud &lt;br /&gt;Pound the pudding&lt;br /&gt;Pound your flounder&lt;br /&gt;Pound your piss pump&lt;br /&gt;Pound your pomegranate&lt;br /&gt;Pounding off &lt;br /&gt;Pounding the bald-headed moose &lt;br /&gt;Pounding the pud &lt;br /&gt;Pounding your flounder &lt;br /&gt;Pounding your piss pump &lt;br /&gt;Pouring off the potatoes &lt;br /&gt;Power edging the lawn &lt;br /&gt;Powersanding the Porch &lt;br /&gt;Pow-wow with the one-eyed Redskin&lt;br /&gt;Practice the Heimlich Maneuver&lt;br /&gt;Practice your Kung-Fu Grip&lt;br /&gt;Practicing a water landing &lt;br /&gt;Practicing For Sweeps Week &lt;br /&gt;Practicing for the big game &lt;br /&gt;Praising God &lt;br /&gt;Preparing the carrot &lt;br /&gt;Prime the pump &lt;br /&gt;Prime the womb cannon&lt;br /&gt;Private arm exercise&lt;br /&gt;Prod the peepee&lt;br /&gt;Promoting carpal-tunnel syndrome&lt;br /&gt;Pud wrestling &lt;br /&gt;Puddin' &lt;br /&gt;Pudwhacking &lt;br /&gt;Puff the one-eyed dragon&lt;br /&gt;Pull off&lt;br /&gt;Pull one out&lt;br /&gt;Pull rank &lt;br /&gt;Pull the carrot &lt;br /&gt;Pull the ducks neck&lt;br /&gt;Pull the goalie &lt;br /&gt;Pull the pope&lt;br /&gt;Pull the pud &lt;br /&gt;Pull the pudding&lt;br /&gt;Pull the root&lt;br /&gt;Pull your own leg &lt;br /&gt;Pull your prick&lt;br /&gt;Pull your taffy &lt;br /&gt;Pull yourself off&lt;br /&gt;Pullin' a few rounds &lt;br /&gt;Pulling a solo session&lt;br /&gt;Pulling on Peter&lt;br /&gt;Pulling rank &lt;br /&gt;Pulling the blue-veined custard chucker &lt;br /&gt;Pulling the blue-veined junket pumper &lt;br /&gt;Pulling the bologna pony &lt;br /&gt;Pulling the carrot &lt;br /&gt;Pulling the Colonel Sanders Heimleich Manuever &lt;br /&gt;Pulling the cord &lt;br /&gt;Pulling the goalie &lt;br /&gt;Pulling the handbrake &lt;br /&gt;Pulling the piss pump &lt;br /&gt;Pulling the pope&lt;br /&gt;Pulling the pork stick &lt;br /&gt;Pulling the pud&lt;br /&gt;Pulling the root &lt;br /&gt;Pulling the rope &lt;br /&gt;Pulling the single serving soup dispenser &lt;br /&gt;Pulling the String on His AssPuppet &lt;br /&gt;Pulling the taffy&lt;br /&gt;Pulling the weed &lt;br /&gt;Pulling the wire &lt;br /&gt;Pulling your goalie &lt;br /&gt;Pulling your love muscle &lt;br /&gt;Pulling your own leg &lt;br /&gt;Pulling your own weight &lt;br /&gt;Pulling your plonker &lt;br /&gt;Pulling your power cord &lt;br /&gt;Pulling your wire &lt;br /&gt;Pulling yourself up by your own bootstrap &lt;br /&gt;Pummel the love truncheon&lt;br /&gt;Pummeling the priest &lt;br /&gt;Pump the monkey&lt;br /&gt;Pump the python &lt;br /&gt;Pump the stump &lt;br /&gt;Pump your pickle&lt;br /&gt;Pumping cream &lt;br /&gt;Pumping for pleasure &lt;br /&gt;Pumping for power &lt;br /&gt;Pumping gas at the self-service island &lt;br /&gt;Pumping iron &lt;br /&gt;Pumping the electric goo gun &lt;br /&gt;Pumping the porpoise &lt;br /&gt;Pumping the python &lt;br /&gt;Pumping the soft soap dispenser &lt;br /&gt;Pumping the stump &lt;br /&gt;Punch the munchkin &lt;br /&gt;Punchin' the clown &lt;br /&gt;Punchin' the midget &lt;br /&gt;Punchin' the Munchkin' &lt;br /&gt;Punching the possum &lt;br /&gt;Punching the stepson &lt;br /&gt;Punching your puppet&lt;br /&gt;Punching yourself in the crotch &lt;br /&gt;Punish Percy in your palm &lt;br /&gt;Punish the Harlequin&lt;br /&gt;Punish the penguin&lt;br /&gt;Punishing Percy &lt;br /&gt;Punishing the Bishop &lt;br /&gt;Punishing the Pope &lt;br /&gt;Puttin' the tie on &lt;br /&gt;Putting A Little Mayo On the Knuckle Sandwich &lt;br /&gt;Putting the seminal luge team through their paces&lt;br /&gt;Putting your best foot forward &lt;br /&gt;Putting your foot down &lt;br /&gt;Putting your thumb in the porridge &lt;br /&gt;Qualifying in the testicular time trial &lt;br /&gt;Raining on your parade &lt;br /&gt;Raise the flag&lt;br /&gt;Raising Stonehenge &lt;br /&gt;Raising the flag pole &lt;br /&gt;Raising the mainsail &lt;br /&gt;Raising your sail &lt;br /&gt;Rake your meat&lt;br /&gt;Ram the ham &lt;br /&gt;Rapid delivery &lt;br /&gt;Rapid one arm pull-ups &lt;br /&gt;Raping your hand &lt;br /&gt;Ravage the innocent&lt;br /&gt;Read 'em his rights&lt;br /&gt;Reading poetry &lt;br /&gt;Reenact Old Faithful&lt;br /&gt;Releasing the hostages&lt;br /&gt;Releasing the Olympic Doves &lt;br /&gt;Releasing the Special Edition&lt;br /&gt;Relieving tension &lt;br /&gt;Relishing your hot dog&lt;br /&gt;Reverse osmosis &lt;br /&gt;Rewinding your tape&lt;br /&gt;Ricky boxing&lt;br /&gt;Ride the great white knuckler&lt;br /&gt;Riding the five-legged pony &lt;br /&gt;Riding the lightning &lt;br /&gt;Ringing for the elevator&lt;br /&gt;Ringing the bell&lt;br /&gt;Rippin' the rocket &lt;br /&gt;Rob the knob&lt;br /&gt;Rocket piloting &lt;br /&gt;Rockin' the rhubarb&lt;br /&gt;Rockin' the rooster &lt;br /&gt;Rolfing the piglet&lt;br /&gt;Roll your own &lt;br /&gt;Rollig the dice&lt;br /&gt;Rolling it off the lot &lt;br /&gt;Rolling the fleshy blunt &lt;br /&gt;Rolling your own &lt;br /&gt;Rolling your quarters&lt;br /&gt;Roman helmet rhumba &lt;br /&gt;Romancing the bone &lt;br /&gt;Romeo and himself &lt;br /&gt;Rootin' for the Yankees &lt;br /&gt;Rope the goat&lt;br /&gt;Rope the pony &lt;br /&gt;Rope the Pope &lt;br /&gt;Ropin' the long horn &lt;br /&gt;Rough up the suspect&lt;br /&gt;Roughing the passer &lt;br /&gt;Rounding up the tadpoles &lt;br /&gt;Rub off&lt;br /&gt;Rub one out &lt;br /&gt;Rub the pink eraser &lt;br /&gt;Rub the tub&lt;br /&gt;Rub the unicorn's horn&lt;br /&gt;Rub your head&lt;br /&gt;Rubbing Buddha's tummy &lt;br /&gt;Rubbing off &lt;br /&gt;Rubbing one out &lt;br /&gt;Rubbing Peter to pay Paula&lt;br /&gt;Rubbing the Buddha for good luck &lt;br /&gt;Rubbing the magic one-eyed wonder weasel &lt;br /&gt;Rubbing the pink eraser &lt;br /&gt;Rubbing the rod &lt;br /&gt;Rubbing the unicorn's horn &lt;br /&gt;Ruminating and pondering&lt;br /&gt;Run off a batch&lt;br /&gt;Run off a batch by hand &lt;br /&gt;Runka&lt;br /&gt;Running in single-user mode &lt;br /&gt;Running off a batch by hand &lt;br /&gt;Running Peter through two-a-days&lt;br /&gt;Running the cheeta &lt;br /&gt;Running the whack-a-thon&lt;br /&gt;Sacrificing sperm to the god of lonely nights &lt;br /&gt;Safest sex &lt;br /&gt;Sailing the mayonnaise seas &lt;br /&gt;Sailors' joy&lt;br /&gt;Salting your nuts in the shell &lt;br /&gt;Salute the sailor&lt;br /&gt;Saluting Der Fuhrer &lt;br /&gt;Saluting the general &lt;br /&gt;Sampling the secret sauce &lt;br /&gt;Sand wood &lt;br /&gt;Sanding the banister&lt;br /&gt;Sanding the obelisk &lt;br /&gt;Sanding wood &lt;br /&gt;Saying a private prayer in the Church of the First Holy Monkey &lt;br /&gt;Saying hello to Mr. Winkie &lt;br /&gt;Scalpin' the injun &lt;br /&gt;Schnauzer Shuffleboard &lt;br /&gt;Schplitzing your schmeckel&lt;br /&gt;Scouring the tower of power &lt;br /&gt;Scraping the bottom of the barrel &lt;br /&gt;Scraping your carrot &lt;br /&gt;Scraping your horn &lt;br /&gt;Scratching the cat pole &lt;br /&gt;Scratching the itch&lt;br /&gt;Scratching Yoda behind the ears&lt;br /&gt;Screwing your courage to the sticking place &lt;br /&gt;Screwing your girlfriend Handgella &lt;br /&gt;Scromping the camper &lt;br /&gt;Seamen reporting for duty on the skin boat &lt;br /&gt;Seasoning your meat&lt;br /&gt;Secret handshake &lt;br /&gt;Seeding the carpet &lt;br /&gt;Self abuse &lt;br /&gt;Self catering &lt;br /&gt;Self love &lt;br /&gt;Self-induced penile regurgitation &lt;br /&gt;Self-love&lt;br /&gt;Semen Fire Drill &lt;br /&gt;Sending a boy to the Academy &lt;br /&gt;Sending out the troops &lt;br /&gt;Sending yourself a hand-job-o-gram &lt;br /&gt;Serving Up the Baby Gravy &lt;br /&gt;Setting sail with Captain Thumb on the USS Hand&lt;br /&gt;Sewing the seed&lt;br /&gt;Sex with someone you really love &lt;br /&gt;Sex with your best friend&lt;br /&gt;Shag&lt;br /&gt;Shag off&lt;br /&gt;Shagging &lt;br /&gt;Shake the weasel&lt;br /&gt;Shakin' hands with little Elvis&lt;br /&gt;Shakin' hands with Little Richard &lt;br /&gt;Shakin' hands with MrHappy&lt;br /&gt;Shakin' hands with MrWinkie&lt;br /&gt;Shakin' hands with the unemployed&lt;br /&gt;Shakin' hands with Yule Brenner&lt;br /&gt;Shakin' the snot off your frog &lt;br /&gt;Shakin' your fist at the ex-girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;Shakin' your hands at the sky&lt;br /&gt;Shakin' your own maracas&lt;br /&gt;Shaking coconuts from the love tree &lt;br /&gt;Shaking hands with Abe Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;Shaking hands with Dr. Winky &lt;br /&gt;Shaking hands with Jack McNasty &lt;br /&gt;Shaking hands with Johnson &lt;br /&gt;Shaking hands with Mr. Happy &lt;br /&gt;Shaking Hands with Mr. President &lt;br /&gt;Shaking hands with Shorty &lt;br /&gt;Shaking hands with the boss &lt;br /&gt;Shaking hands with the general &lt;br /&gt;Shaking hands with the goblin of love &lt;br /&gt;Shaking hands with the Governor &lt;br /&gt;Shaking hands with the midget &lt;br /&gt;Shaking hands with the one-eyed trouser trout &lt;br /&gt;Shaking hands with the President &lt;br /&gt;Shaking hands with the unemployed &lt;br /&gt;Shaking hands with your John Thomas &lt;br /&gt;Shaking hands with your wife's best friend &lt;br /&gt;Shaking hands with Yul Brenner &lt;br /&gt;Shaking the bottle &lt;br /&gt;Shaking the coconut milk of love from the leafless palm trunk &lt;br /&gt;Shaking the dice &lt;br /&gt;Shaking the hand of the self-employed &lt;br /&gt;Shaking the sauce &lt;br /&gt;Shaking the sausage &lt;br /&gt;Shaking the snake &lt;br /&gt;Shaking the sugar tree &lt;br /&gt;Shaking the tree&lt;br /&gt;Shaking the white-out pen &lt;br /&gt;Sharpening your pencil &lt;br /&gt;Shavin' the carrot &lt;br /&gt;Shellac the shillelagh &lt;br /&gt;Shemp the hog &lt;br /&gt;Shift gears &lt;br /&gt;Shifting to fifth gear with the pork spear &lt;br /&gt;Shine the barrel&lt;br /&gt;Shine the helmet &lt;br /&gt;Shine the hose&lt;br /&gt;Shine your dolphin&lt;br /&gt;Shine your pole&lt;br /&gt;Shining My Bedknob &lt;br /&gt;Shining the helmet &lt;br /&gt;Shining the pork sword &lt;br /&gt;Shining the shaft &lt;br /&gt;Shining the shank &lt;br /&gt;Shining your pole &lt;br /&gt;Shlackin' the glacknoid&lt;br /&gt;Shoe shine&lt;br /&gt;Shoot for the moon &lt;br /&gt;Shoot putty at the moon &lt;br /&gt;Shoot your squirt&lt;br /&gt;Shoot your wak&lt;br /&gt;Shootin' your splouge &lt;br /&gt;Shooting craps&lt;br /&gt;Shooting Cupid's arrow &lt;br /&gt;Shooting enemies &lt;br /&gt;Shooting flies &lt;br /&gt;Shooting for the moon &lt;br /&gt;Shooting for the stars &lt;br /&gt;Shooting practice&lt;br /&gt;Shooting putty at the moon &lt;br /&gt;Shooting Sherman &lt;br /&gt;Shooting skeet (pull...shoot) &lt;br /&gt;Shooting tadpoles at the moon &lt;br /&gt;Shooting the bedroom gun&lt;br /&gt;Shooting the pump action porridge gun &lt;br /&gt;Shooting the shark&lt;br /&gt;Shooting the sherbert &lt;br /&gt;Shooting to score &lt;br /&gt;Shooting without scoring&lt;br /&gt;Shooting Womprats in Beggar's Canyon&lt;br /&gt;Shooting your wad &lt;br /&gt;Shooting yourself in the foot &lt;br /&gt;Shower spank&lt;br /&gt;Shuck your corn &lt;br /&gt;Shucking Bubba&lt;br /&gt;Shucking the corn &lt;br /&gt;Shuffle the deck&lt;br /&gt;Sifting through the nest to find mama bird&lt;br /&gt;Simple infanticide &lt;br /&gt;Singing with Donny Osmond &lt;br /&gt;Single dingles&lt;br /&gt;Siphoning off the tank&lt;br /&gt;Sizing things up&lt;br /&gt;Skipping rope &lt;br /&gt;Slakin' the bacon&lt;br /&gt;Slaking the bacon &lt;br /&gt;Slam the ham &lt;br /&gt;Slam the hammer&lt;br /&gt;Slam the salomi&lt;br /&gt;Slam the Spam &lt;br /&gt;Slammin' the salmon&lt;br /&gt;Slamming the hammer &lt;br /&gt;Slamming the spam &lt;br /&gt;Slamming the sump-pump &lt;br /&gt;Slap boxing the one-eyed champ&lt;br /&gt;Slap high fives with Yul Brynner &lt;br /&gt;Slap it &lt;br /&gt;Slap my happy sacs&lt;br /&gt;Slap pappy &lt;br /&gt;Slap the carrot &lt;br /&gt;Slap the clown &lt;br /&gt;Slap the donkey &lt;br /&gt;Slap the purple-headed yogurt pistol &lt;br /&gt;Slap the salami &lt;br /&gt;Slap your head&lt;br /&gt;Slap-Boxing the One-Eyed Champ &lt;br /&gt;Slappin' Pappy &lt;br /&gt;Slappin' the Cap'n&lt;br /&gt;Slappin' the purple-headed yogurt pistol &lt;br /&gt;Slapping high fives with Yul Brynner &lt;br /&gt;Slapping it &lt;br /&gt;Slapping Johnny on the back &lt;br /&gt;Slapping my happy sacks &lt;br /&gt;Slapping the big-nosed Rasta man &lt;br /&gt;Slapping the carrot &lt;br /&gt;Slapping the clown &lt;br /&gt;Slapping the Cyclops &lt;br /&gt;Slapping the FleshGopher &lt;br /&gt;Slapping the Jawa &lt;br /&gt;Slapping the meat &lt;br /&gt;Slapping the pud &lt;br /&gt;Slapping the salami &lt;br /&gt;Slapping the salomi&lt;br /&gt;Slapping Uncle Willy&lt;br /&gt;Slapping your chub &lt;br /&gt;Slaying the beast &lt;br /&gt;Slaying the dragon &lt;br /&gt;Slaying the one-eyed monster&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping &lt;br /&gt;Slicking the stick &lt;br /&gt;Slimmer&lt;br /&gt;Sling some spooge&lt;br /&gt;Slinging the jelly &lt;br /&gt;Slog the log&lt;br /&gt;Sloppy Joe's last stand &lt;br /&gt;Sloppy sign language &lt;br /&gt;Smack the salami &lt;br /&gt;Smackin' Isaiah &lt;br /&gt;Smacking Bob around &lt;br /&gt;Smacking the monkey &lt;br /&gt;Smacking the oompa loompa &lt;br /&gt;Smacking the salami &lt;br /&gt;Smacking the sausage&lt;br /&gt;Smacking the snake&lt;br /&gt;Smacking the weasel &lt;br /&gt;Smacking the yak 'til it spits back &lt;br /&gt;Smacking your sister &lt;br /&gt;Smacking-off &lt;br /&gt;Smite the dragon&lt;br /&gt;Smiting the pink knight &lt;br /&gt;Smoking the bratworst &lt;br /&gt;Snap the carrot&lt;br /&gt;Snap the monkey &lt;br /&gt;Snap the radish&lt;br /&gt;Snap the rubber &lt;br /&gt;Snap the whip &lt;br /&gt;Snappin' off a batch &lt;br /&gt;Snapping one off &lt;br /&gt;Snapping the carrot &lt;br /&gt;Snapping the monkey &lt;br /&gt;Snapping the radish &lt;br /&gt;Snapping the rubber &lt;br /&gt;Snapping the whip &lt;br /&gt;Snapping your carrot &lt;br /&gt;Snuggle the nozzle&lt;br /&gt;Soiling My Sock &lt;br /&gt;Soldier's toy&lt;br /&gt;Solitary sin, The&lt;br /&gt;Solo flight &lt;br /&gt;Solo marathon &lt;br /&gt;Solo sex &lt;br /&gt;Solo spit&lt;br /&gt;Solo spurting &lt;br /&gt;Soup of the day &lt;br /&gt;Soviet U-boat Commander Jackoff Ruboneoff&lt;br /&gt;Spackling the Ceiling &lt;br /&gt;Spam Wham&lt;br /&gt;Spank Elvis &lt;br /&gt;Spank the bishop &lt;br /&gt;Spank the carrot&lt;br /&gt;Spank the frank &lt;br /&gt;Spank the hangdown&lt;br /&gt;Spank the monkey &lt;br /&gt;Spank the salami &lt;br /&gt;Spank the tank&lt;br /&gt;Spank your little boy&lt;br /&gt;Spanking Cheetah &lt;br /&gt;Spanking Elvis &lt;br /&gt;Spanking the bishop &lt;br /&gt;Spanking the frank &lt;br /&gt;Spanking the monkey &lt;br /&gt;Spanking the plank &lt;br /&gt;Spanking the rooster &lt;br /&gt;Spanking the salami &lt;br /&gt;Spanking the wank &lt;br /&gt;Spanking up a batch &lt;br /&gt;Speaking into the microphone &lt;br /&gt;Spear chucking &lt;br /&gt;Spearing the Spartans &lt;br /&gt;Spela fickpingis&lt;br /&gt;Spela skinntrombon&lt;br /&gt;Spending some quality time with yourself &lt;br /&gt;Spending your Christmas bonus &lt;br /&gt;Spermin' Herman the one-eyed German &lt;br /&gt;Spewing your load &lt;br /&gt;Spilling my children on my belly &lt;br /&gt;Spinning the record&lt;br /&gt;Spit one off&lt;br /&gt;Spit the seeds&lt;br /&gt;Spit-polishing the purple helmet &lt;br /&gt;Spit-shine the purple helmet&lt;br /&gt;Spit-shining the boots&lt;br /&gt;Spitting up &lt;br /&gt;Splashing one out &lt;br /&gt;Spluging &lt;br /&gt;Sprayin' the spectators&lt;br /&gt;Spreading some super life&lt;br /&gt;Spreading the mayo &lt;br /&gt;Sprinklin' the lawn&lt;br /&gt;Spunking &lt;br /&gt;Spunking the Monk &lt;br /&gt;Spurtin' Bert &lt;br /&gt;Squashing the sea monkey &lt;br /&gt;Squeeze the cheese &lt;br /&gt;Squeeze the cream from the flesh twinkie&lt;br /&gt;Squeeze the juice &lt;br /&gt;Squeeze the lemon&lt;br /&gt;Squeeze the toothpaste in the middle of the tube &lt;br /&gt;Squeeze your cheese-dog &lt;br /&gt;Squeezing the burrito &lt;br /&gt;Squeezing the Charmin &lt;br /&gt;squeezing the cream from the flesh Twinkie &lt;br /&gt;Squeezing the Creamy Filter&lt;br /&gt;Squeezing the glue &lt;br /&gt;Squeezing the happy lumberjack &lt;br /&gt;Squeezing the juice &lt;br /&gt;Squeezing the lemon &lt;br /&gt;Squeezing the snake with the turtleneck sweater &lt;br /&gt;Squeezing the squid&lt;br /&gt;Squeezing the tube of toothpaste &lt;br /&gt;squeezing your cheese-dog &lt;br /&gt;Squirt one off&lt;br /&gt;Squirtin' Burton&lt;br /&gt;squirting off your load in the school bathroom &lt;br /&gt;Squishing the fish &lt;br /&gt;Staff meeting &lt;br /&gt;Stall clapping &lt;br /&gt;Starting the day off right &lt;br /&gt;Stewing in your own juices &lt;br /&gt;Sticky McKnuckles One Man Jam &lt;br /&gt;Stinky pinky &lt;br /&gt;Stir the batter &lt;br /&gt;Stir the yogurt &lt;br /&gt;Stirring the soup &lt;br /&gt;Stirring the yogurt &lt;br /&gt;Stoking the fire &lt;br /&gt;Straddle your paddle&lt;br /&gt;Strain the main vein &lt;br /&gt;Strainin' the main vein &lt;br /&gt;Straining your cabbage &lt;br /&gt;Strangle the dangle&lt;br /&gt;Strangling Kojak &lt;br /&gt;Strangling the hog &lt;br /&gt;Strangling the one-eyed trouser snake &lt;br /&gt;Strangling the Serpent &lt;br /&gt;Stress relief for a personal appendage &lt;br /&gt;Stretching the limo &lt;br /&gt;Stretching the truth &lt;br /&gt;Striking the pink match &lt;br /&gt;Striking your match &lt;br /&gt;Strip-mining with the spaghetti man &lt;br /&gt;Stripping the bark off your wood &lt;br /&gt;Stroke off&lt;br /&gt;Stroke the carrot &lt;br /&gt;Stroke the dog&lt;br /&gt;Stroke the goat&lt;br /&gt;Stroke the mole &lt;br /&gt;Stroke the one-eyed burping gecko &lt;br /&gt;Stroke the purple-nosed gusset ferret&lt;br /&gt;Stroke the satin-headed serpent &lt;br /&gt;Stroke the stallion&lt;br /&gt;Stroke the trumpet&lt;br /&gt;Stroke 'til you spew &lt;br /&gt;Stroke your ego&lt;br /&gt;Stroke your poke&lt;br /&gt;Stroke your poker &lt;br /&gt;Stroke your Twinkie &lt;br /&gt;Stroke your wookie&lt;br /&gt;Strokem your scrotum&lt;br /&gt;Strokin' &lt;br /&gt;Strokin' the mule &lt;br /&gt;Strokin' the sausage &lt;br /&gt;Stroking it &lt;br /&gt;Stroking off &lt;br /&gt;Stroking Steven&lt;br /&gt;Stroking the balony pony &lt;br /&gt;Stroking the lizard &lt;br /&gt;Stroking the mole &lt;br /&gt;Stroking the one-eyed burping gecko &lt;br /&gt;Stroking the salami &lt;br /&gt;Stroking the satin-headed serpent &lt;br /&gt;Stroking the schlong&lt;br /&gt;Stroking the Scooby&lt;br /&gt;Stroking the snake &lt;br /&gt;Stroking the squirmin' German &lt;br /&gt;Stroking the stallion &lt;br /&gt;Stroking the wiener &lt;br /&gt;Stroking your goat &lt;br /&gt;Stroking your poker &lt;br /&gt;Stroking your pud &lt;br /&gt;Stroking your twinkie &lt;br /&gt;Stromming the Thurmond &lt;br /&gt;Strummin' my six inch &lt;br /&gt;Strumming the one-string harp &lt;br /&gt;Stuck in left field&lt;br /&gt;Studying for a math test &lt;br /&gt;Studying Talmudic Law &lt;br /&gt;Submitted by Jake W.&lt;br /&gt;Sucker-punching the blind webster &lt;br /&gt;Suffocate the organ&lt;br /&gt;Sump-Pumping the Dry Well &lt;br /&gt;Surfing on the Milky Highway&lt;br /&gt;Swickin' it &lt;br /&gt;Swinging the jump rope &lt;br /&gt;Swinging the light saber &lt;br /&gt;Swinging the royal red reproduction rod &lt;br /&gt;Synchronizing with his PalmPilot &lt;br /&gt;Tadpole rodeo, The&lt;br /&gt;Taffy pulling contest&lt;br /&gt;Taffy tugger&lt;br /&gt;Tagging off &lt;br /&gt;Tajja&lt;br /&gt;Take a beating&lt;br /&gt;Take a load off your mind&lt;br /&gt;Take a ride on the mean spanking machine&lt;br /&gt;Take little Johnny dancing down at Knuckle Junction&lt;br /&gt;Take matters into your own hands &lt;br /&gt;Take ol' stiff neck to the movies&lt;br /&gt;Take part in population control &lt;br /&gt;Take the fifth &lt;br /&gt;Take the monster for a one-armed ride &lt;br /&gt;Take yourself in hand&lt;br /&gt;Takin' the bunt sign &lt;br /&gt;Taking a client up to the Yajima Factory&lt;br /&gt;Taking a core sample&lt;br /&gt;Taking a few practice shots &lt;br /&gt;Taking a five minute vacation south of the border &lt;br /&gt;Taking a load off &lt;br /&gt;Taking a nap &lt;br /&gt;Taking a shake break &lt;br /&gt;Taking a wrist shot on the five-hole &lt;br /&gt;Taking advantage of yourself&lt;br /&gt;Taking Captain Picard to Warp-Speed &lt;br /&gt;Taking care of business &lt;br /&gt;Taking control of yourself &lt;br /&gt;Taking Herman to the circus &lt;br /&gt;Taking little Elvis to Graceland &lt;br /&gt;Taking Little Johnny dancing down at Knuckle Junction&lt;br /&gt;Taking matters into your own hands &lt;br /&gt;Taking ol' one eye through the fly &lt;br /&gt;Taking ol' one eye to the Knuckle Shuffle &lt;br /&gt;Taking part in population control &lt;br /&gt;Taking some time off &lt;br /&gt;Taking the dog for a walk &lt;br /&gt;Taking the Jocelyn Elders Midterm &lt;br /&gt;Taking the monster for a one-armed ride &lt;br /&gt;Taking the sperm whale for a walk &lt;br /&gt;Taking your turn at the self-serve pump &lt;br /&gt;Talking quietly to yourself &lt;br /&gt;Talking turkey &lt;br /&gt;Tame the bald headed mouse&lt;br /&gt;Tame the monster&lt;br /&gt;Tame the shrew &lt;br /&gt;Tame the wild hog&lt;br /&gt;Taming of the shrew, The&lt;br /&gt;Taming the shrew &lt;br /&gt;Taming the wild hog &lt;br /&gt;Tamping the Musket &lt;br /&gt;Tamping your tater &lt;br /&gt;Tapping the turkey &lt;br /&gt;Target practice &lt;br /&gt;Target practice with the yogurt gun &lt;br /&gt;Target practicing with white ammo &lt;br /&gt;Taunting the one-eyed weasel &lt;br /&gt;Teach your dog to spit&lt;br /&gt;Teach Yule Brenner some respect&lt;br /&gt;Teaching a one-eyed Chinaman how to dance &lt;br /&gt;Teaching him a lesson &lt;br /&gt;Teaching the Cyclops the lambada &lt;br /&gt;Teaching your kids to swim &lt;br /&gt;Tease the python&lt;br /&gt;Tease the weenie &lt;br /&gt;Teasing the purple-headed custard chucker &lt;br /&gt;Teasing the python &lt;br /&gt;Teasing the Viking &lt;br /&gt;Teasing the weasel &lt;br /&gt;Teasing the weenie &lt;br /&gt;Teeing off &lt;br /&gt;Tenderize the meat&lt;br /&gt;Tenderizing the tube steak &lt;br /&gt;Tenderizing your meat &lt;br /&gt;Tending to your own affairs &lt;br /&gt;Test the flashlight&lt;br /&gt;Test your batteries &lt;br /&gt;Test-fire the Death Star&lt;br /&gt;Test-firing the meat missle &lt;br /&gt;Testicular tensile strength test &lt;br /&gt;Testing my throat pic &lt;br /&gt;Testing the hand cream dispenser &lt;br /&gt;Testing the smoke alarm &lt;br /&gt;Testing the testicles &lt;br /&gt;Testing your batteries &lt;br /&gt;Tethering the blimp&lt;br /&gt;That crazy hand jive &lt;br /&gt;The art of Unisex &lt;br /&gt;The Colonel Sanders Heimleich Maneuver &lt;br /&gt;The erky jerk&lt;br /&gt;The five digit disco &lt;br /&gt;The five-finger hustle with Russel the one-eyed love muscle &lt;br /&gt;The Five-Knuckle Shuffle&lt;br /&gt;The five-knuckle shuffle on the old piss pipe &lt;br /&gt;The serta solo &lt;br /&gt;The sticky page rhumba &lt;br /&gt;The tube of cream&lt;br /&gt;Thrapping &lt;br /&gt;Thrash your thing &lt;br /&gt;Thrashing the weasel &lt;br /&gt;Threading a needle &lt;br /&gt;Throbbing the knob &lt;br /&gt;Thropping your marrow&lt;br /&gt;Throttle the bottle&lt;br /&gt;Throw off a catch&lt;br /&gt;Throw out&lt;br /&gt;Throw the ball around&lt;br /&gt;Throwin' down &lt;br /&gt;Throwing &lt;br /&gt;Throwing a shower &lt;br /&gt;Throwing off a batch &lt;br /&gt;Throwing the hamster against the wall &lt;br /&gt;Throwing up mayo &lt;br /&gt;Throwing your hand on the bed and raping it &lt;br /&gt;Thump the pump &lt;br /&gt;Thump your thong &lt;br /&gt;Thumping the pump &lt;br /&gt;Thumping your pud &lt;br /&gt;Thwackin' the sack &lt;br /&gt;Tickle the Elmo &lt;br /&gt;Tickle the ivory &lt;br /&gt;Tickle the pickle &lt;br /&gt;Tickle the taco &lt;br /&gt;Tickle your pickle&lt;br /&gt;Ticklewigglejigglepickle &lt;br /&gt;Tickling my fancy &lt;br /&gt;Tickling the dragon's tail &lt;br /&gt;Tickling the ivory &lt;br /&gt;Tickling the one-eyed weasel &lt;br /&gt;Tickling the pickle &lt;br /&gt;Tickling the Polish salmon &lt;br /&gt;Tickling your Elmo&lt;br /&gt;Tinkering with the R2 unit&lt;br /&gt;Todd your wad&lt;br /&gt;Toasting My Marshmallow &lt;br /&gt;Tocar con mi pinga&lt;br /&gt;Toilet sailing &lt;br /&gt;Tonking &lt;br /&gt;Torkin' the fork &lt;br /&gt;Torment the Trouser Trout&lt;br /&gt;Torqueing the turtle &lt;br /&gt;Torquing the wrench&lt;br /&gt;Torturing the tentacle &lt;br /&gt;Toss off&lt;br /&gt;Toss the boss&lt;br /&gt;Toss the midget&lt;br /&gt;Toss the snag &lt;br /&gt;Toss the turkey&lt;br /&gt;Toss the turkey &lt;br /&gt;Toss yogurt &lt;br /&gt;Tossing off &lt;br /&gt;Tossing the boss &lt;br /&gt;Tossing the ham javelin&lt;br /&gt;Tossing the salad &lt;br /&gt;Tossing the sauce &lt;br /&gt;Tossing the snag &lt;br /&gt;Tossing the spam javelin &lt;br /&gt;Tossing the turkey &lt;br /&gt;Tossing the white ball &lt;br /&gt;Tossing yogurt &lt;br /&gt;Touching the penis &lt;br /&gt;Touching Up the Ceramic &lt;br /&gt;Train the Love Porpoise&lt;br /&gt;Treating yourself right &lt;br /&gt;Trim your antlers&lt;br /&gt;Trim your horn&lt;br /&gt;Trolling for the one-eyed walleye &lt;br /&gt;Trolling for trouser trout &lt;br /&gt;Trouser snake CPR &lt;br /&gt;Trouser trout dancing lesson &lt;br /&gt;Trying to pull something off&lt;br /&gt;Tube sock tango &lt;br /&gt;Tug on the doug&lt;br /&gt;Tug of war with Cyclops &lt;br /&gt;Tug the slug &lt;br /&gt;Tuggin' the timber &lt;br /&gt;Tugging Mount Love &lt;br /&gt;Tugging old beater &lt;br /&gt;Tugging the rope &lt;br /&gt;Tugging the slug &lt;br /&gt;Tugging the tapioca tube &lt;br /&gt;Tugging the tossle &lt;br /&gt;Tugging the tubesteak&lt;br /&gt;Tugging the turkey &lt;br /&gt;Tugging your tubesteak &lt;br /&gt;Tuning my horn &lt;br /&gt;Tuning the antenna &lt;br /&gt;Tuning the fork&lt;br /&gt;Tuning your organ &lt;br /&gt;Turn the knob&lt;br /&gt;Turning Japanese (UK - one step beyond wanking) &lt;br /&gt;Turning on your fire hose &lt;br /&gt;Tussle with your muscle &lt;br /&gt;Tussling the Muscle &lt;br /&gt;Twanging the wire &lt;br /&gt;Tweak your twiddle&lt;br /&gt;Tweaking your twinkie &lt;br /&gt;Tweek&lt;br /&gt;Twirl the squirrel&lt;br /&gt;Twist your crank &lt;br /&gt;Twist your turnip&lt;br /&gt;Twistin' the Piston&lt;br /&gt;Twisting your crank &lt;br /&gt;Twisting your tool &lt;br /&gt;Typing with one hand &lt;br /&gt;Umroj&lt;br /&gt;Uncorking the bottle &lt;br /&gt;Uncorking the champagne&lt;br /&gt;Underarm javelin in the meat olympics &lt;br /&gt;Unleash the fury&lt;br /&gt;Unleashing the alabaster yak &lt;br /&gt;Unloading passengers from the five-car train&lt;br /&gt;Unloading the gun &lt;br /&gt;Unpacking the moving van &lt;br /&gt;Unsheathing the meatsaber&lt;br /&gt;Unsheathing the pork sword &lt;br /&gt;unwrapping the pepperoni &lt;br /&gt;Using the force on your meat saber &lt;br /&gt;Using the ol' 1 wood &lt;br /&gt;Vaccinate the baby&lt;br /&gt;Varnish the flagpole &lt;br /&gt;Varnishing the banister &lt;br /&gt;Varnishing the cane &lt;br /&gt;Varnishing the flagpole &lt;br /&gt;Vibrating the viper and making him spit poison &lt;br /&gt;Violating the hedge-hog &lt;br /&gt;Virtual sex&lt;br /&gt;Visiting Old Faithful &lt;br /&gt;Visiting Rosy Palm and her five daughters &lt;br /&gt;Visiting the five-fingered widow &lt;br /&gt;Visiting with Papa Smurf &lt;br /&gt;Voting For Perot &lt;br /&gt;Wack the weasel&lt;br /&gt;Wacking a lap &lt;br /&gt;Wacking off &lt;br /&gt;Wacking the one-eyed worm &lt;br /&gt;Wacking the paddle &lt;br /&gt;Wacking the weasel &lt;br /&gt;Wacking the weiner &lt;br /&gt;Wacking the willie &lt;br /&gt;Wagging the dog &lt;br /&gt;Wailing &lt;br /&gt;Wake the dead &lt;br /&gt;Wakey wakey hands off snakey &lt;br /&gt;Waking the dead &lt;br /&gt;Waking up your bro&lt;br /&gt;Waking Wee Willie Winkle &lt;br /&gt;Walk the dog &lt;br /&gt;Walk the plank &lt;br /&gt;Walking a mile in Mr. Wiggly's shoes &lt;br /&gt;Walking old one-eye&lt;br /&gt;Walking the snake &lt;br /&gt;Walking Willie the one-eyed wonder worm&lt;br /&gt;Wallowing in self pity &lt;br /&gt;Wang whacking&lt;br /&gt;Wank &lt;br /&gt;Wank the crank&lt;br /&gt;Wank the Willy Wonka&lt;br /&gt;Wank with the one-eyed wonder weasel &lt;br /&gt;Wanking &lt;br /&gt;Wanking off &lt;br /&gt;Wanking one-eyed Willy&lt;br /&gt;Wanking the crank&lt;br /&gt;Wanking the one-eyed wonder worm&lt;br /&gt;Wanking the scube&lt;br /&gt;Wanking with the one-eyed wonder weasel &lt;br /&gt;Wank-o-rama &lt;br /&gt;Warming up the altar boy's dinner &lt;br /&gt;Wash the meat &lt;br /&gt;Washing the elephant's trunk &lt;br /&gt;Washing the goose's neck&lt;br /&gt;Washing the hog&lt;br /&gt;Washing the meat &lt;br /&gt;Washing the wolverine &lt;br /&gt;Wasting babies&lt;br /&gt;Wasting your wad &lt;br /&gt;Watching the geyser &lt;br /&gt;Wave the wand&lt;br /&gt;Waving the Magic Wand &lt;br /&gt;Wax the board&lt;br /&gt;Wax the Buick &lt;br /&gt;Wax the candle stick&lt;br /&gt;Wax the carrot &lt;br /&gt;Wax the dolphin &lt;br /&gt;Wax the musket&lt;br /&gt;Wax the womb broom&lt;br /&gt;Wax your Jackson&lt;br /&gt;Wax your surfboard&lt;br /&gt;Wax your weasel&lt;br /&gt;Wax your Willy&lt;br /&gt;Waxin' n' Milkin' &lt;br /&gt;Waxing pedro &lt;br /&gt;Waxing the beanpole &lt;br /&gt;Waxing the car &lt;br /&gt;Waxing the flipper &lt;br /&gt;Waxing the old goal post &lt;br /&gt;Waxing the rocket &lt;br /&gt;Waxing your Jackson &lt;br /&gt;Waxing your surfboard &lt;br /&gt;Whack it &lt;br /&gt;Whack little Mac&lt;br /&gt;Whack off&lt;br /&gt;Whack on your back&lt;br /&gt;Whack the pud&lt;br /&gt;Whack the weasel &lt;br /&gt;Whack your Magic Johnson&lt;br /&gt;Whack your tack&lt;br /&gt;Whackin' the weasel &lt;br /&gt;Whacking it &lt;br /&gt;Whacking off &lt;br /&gt;Whacking the axe &lt;br /&gt;Whacking the weed&lt;br /&gt;Whacking your tack &lt;br /&gt;Whapping your wang&lt;br /&gt;Whip off&lt;br /&gt;Whip the dummy &lt;br /&gt;Whip the one-eyed trouser snake &lt;br /&gt;Whip the one-eyed worm &lt;br /&gt;Whip the rat &lt;br /&gt;Whip the stiff &lt;br /&gt;Whip the wire &lt;br /&gt;Whip up some sour cream &lt;br /&gt;Whip your dripper &lt;br /&gt;Whippin' the mule&lt;br /&gt;Whippin' the whopper &lt;br /&gt;Whipping Dripping&lt;br /&gt;Whipping off &lt;br /&gt;Whipping skippy &lt;br /&gt;Whipping the balls &lt;br /&gt;Whipping the bishop &lt;br /&gt;Whipping the dummy &lt;br /&gt;Whipping the one-eyed trouser snake &lt;br /&gt;Whipping the one-eyed wonder weasel &lt;br /&gt;Whipping the pony &lt;br /&gt;Whipping the rat &lt;br /&gt;Whipping the stiff &lt;br /&gt;Whipping the walrus &lt;br /&gt;Whipping the window washer &lt;br /&gt;Whipping the wire &lt;br /&gt;Whipping up a batch &lt;br /&gt;Whipping up some sour cream &lt;br /&gt;Whipping Up Some Waffle Batter &lt;br /&gt;Whipping Willy the one-eyed wonder-worm &lt;br /&gt;Whipping your dripper &lt;br /&gt;Whipping your Skippy&lt;br /&gt;Whipping your Willy&lt;br /&gt;White water wristing&lt;br /&gt;Whitewashing &lt;br /&gt;Whitewashing with Huck and Tom &lt;br /&gt;White-water wristing &lt;br /&gt;Whittle the stick &lt;br /&gt;Whittling Dixie&lt;br /&gt;Whizzin' jism &lt;br /&gt;Whizzin' Jizz&lt;br /&gt;Whizzin' Jizzum&lt;br /&gt;Wiggling your walrus &lt;br /&gt;Wiggling your worm &lt;br /&gt;Willy spitting&lt;br /&gt;Willy tickle&lt;br /&gt;Willy wanking&lt;br /&gt;Winding my watch &lt;br /&gt;Winding the Jack in the Box &lt;br /&gt;Winding the Wurlitzer&lt;br /&gt;Windsurf on Mount Baldy &lt;br /&gt;Wing it&lt;br /&gt;Wonk your conker &lt;br /&gt;Wonking your donk &lt;br /&gt;Work off&lt;br /&gt;Work one out&lt;br /&gt;Work things out &lt;br /&gt;Workin' out a stiff joint &lt;br /&gt;Workin' the Jerkin&lt;br /&gt;Working a cramp out of your muscle &lt;br /&gt;Working at your own speed &lt;br /&gt;Working late at the office &lt;br /&gt;Working overtime at the meat factory &lt;br /&gt;Working up a batch &lt;br /&gt;Working up a foamy lather &lt;br /&gt;Working without Annette &lt;br /&gt;Working your Willy &lt;br /&gt;Wrapping my hand around my cock and blowing a load all over my mother &lt;br /&gt;Wrestle the bald-headed champion&lt;br /&gt;Wrestle the dragon &lt;br /&gt;Wrestle the eel &lt;br /&gt;Wrestle with Cyclops&lt;br /&gt;Wrestling Jimmy&lt;br /&gt;Wrestling the alligator &lt;br /&gt;Wrestling the bald-headed champ&lt;br /&gt;Wrestling the bald-headed sumo&lt;br /&gt;Wrestling the eel &lt;br /&gt;Wrestling the gator &lt;br /&gt;Wrestling the one-eyed monster &lt;br /&gt;Wrestling the purple-headed warrior &lt;br /&gt;Wrestling with Jimmy &lt;br /&gt;Wrestling with the bald champ &lt;br /&gt;Wrestling with the one-eyed superhero &lt;br /&gt;Wrestling Yul Brenner &lt;br /&gt;Wring your thing&lt;br /&gt;Wringin' out the tube steak&lt;br /&gt;Wringin' the towel&lt;br /&gt;Wringing out your rope &lt;br /&gt;Wringing 'round the rosie&lt;br /&gt;Wrist aerobics &lt;br /&gt;Yahtzee &lt;br /&gt;Yang your wang&lt;br /&gt;Yank my doodle dandy&lt;br /&gt;Yank off&lt;br /&gt;Yank the plank&lt;br /&gt;Yank the shank&lt;br /&gt;Yank the yam&lt;br /&gt;Yank the yodel&lt;br /&gt;Yank the yo-yo &lt;br /&gt;Yank your crank&lt;br /&gt;Yank your plank &lt;br /&gt;Yank your strap&lt;br /&gt;Yank your wank&lt;br /&gt;Yank your yam&lt;br /&gt;Yankee your Wankee &lt;br /&gt;Yankin' it &lt;br /&gt;Yankin' your chain &lt;br /&gt;Yankin' your Franklin &lt;br /&gt;Yanking off &lt;br /&gt;Yanking the crank &lt;br /&gt;Yanking the doodle &lt;br /&gt;Yanking the yoyo &lt;br /&gt;Yanking your chain &lt;br /&gt;Yanking your crank &lt;br /&gt;Yanking your plank &lt;br /&gt;Yanking your Yoda &lt;br /&gt;Yogurt slinging &lt;br /&gt;Yoinkin' off &lt;br /&gt;Yuckin' your choad&lt;br /&gt;Zipper Olympics &lt;br /&gt;Zoot Flute Riot&lt;br /&gt;Zygote spraying &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY READER I AM OVER HERE. I told you you will go blind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-113589249908288794?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/113589249908288794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=113589249908288794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/113589249908288794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/113589249908288794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/12/warning-read-this-and-youll-go-blind.html' title='WARNING READ THIS AND YOULL GO BLIND!!!!!'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-113426837797443706</id><published>2005-12-10T20:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T00:09:24.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'>40 random things about me</title><content type='html'>Body: &lt;br /&gt;1. Do you like chinese food? &lt;br /&gt;most I like (nothing too spicy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How big is your bed?&lt;br /&gt;twin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Is your room clean? &lt;br /&gt;oh HELL no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Laptop or Desktop computer? &lt;br /&gt;Desktop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Favorite comedian? &lt;br /&gt;Bill Hicks, Eddie Izzard, Ron White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you smoke? &lt;br /&gt;I dont smoke ciggarettes if I can help it. (usually cigars if anything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Sleep with or without clothes on? &lt;br /&gt;without&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who sleeps with you every night? &lt;br /&gt;noone as far as I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do long distance relationships work? &lt;br /&gt;it takes a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How many times have you been pulled over?&lt;br /&gt;2 times for speeding while driving, 1 while riding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Pancakes or French Toast? &lt;br /&gt;Cereal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you like coffee? &lt;br /&gt;nope I drink pop for caffiene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. How do you like your eggs? &lt;br /&gt;hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you believe in astrology? &lt;br /&gt;no not really but curiosity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Last person on your missed call list? &lt;br /&gt;dont have a cell phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What was the last text message you received? &lt;br /&gt;now you are just mocking me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Enough cell phone questions? &lt;br /&gt;bite me survey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Number of pillows? &lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What are you wearing right now? &lt;br /&gt;Brownville Village Theatre hoddie, Shorts and a thong(all black)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Pick a lyric, any lyric or song: &lt;br /&gt;Voodoo Child by Hendrix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What kind of jelly do you like on your PB &amp; J sandwich? &lt;br /&gt;peach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Can you play pool? &lt;br /&gt;not really &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you know how to swim? &lt;br /&gt;I can keep aloat but probably coulnd't save someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Can you read maps well? &lt;br /&gt;not if I am driving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Tell me a random fact about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;my falsetto is attributed to my third testicle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Ever play spin the bottle?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Ever attend a theme party? &lt;br /&gt;halloween party, went as an ommpa loompa and a comic book hero went as as the Hulk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Favorite season?? &lt;br /&gt;autum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Favorite quote? &lt;br /&gt;I have a diddling hole. Who wants to diddle my hole? -Myself at BVT summer 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Last time you laughed at something stupid? &lt;br /&gt;right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What time did you wake up this morning? &lt;br /&gt;beats the shit out of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Best thing about winter? &lt;br /&gt;that beautiful feeling of frostbite you get when your car doesnt start at 6:30 in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Random article of clothing? &lt;br /&gt;plad koolats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. What do you find most attractive about the opposite sex? &lt;br /&gt;not sure on that question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Name of your first pet? &lt;br /&gt;Bridegette - cockapoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you think pirates are cool or overrated? &lt;br /&gt;I have pirates are cool but ninjas are cooler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What are you doing this weekend? &lt;br /&gt;sleeping to make up for the six weeks of sleep deprevation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-113426837797443706?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/113426837797443706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=113426837797443706' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/113426837797443706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/113426837797443706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/12/40-random-things-about-me.html' title='40 random things about me'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-113255699857901848</id><published>2005-11-21T00:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T01:09:58.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well Ladies and gentlemen. It has been a while. But here we go again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have told several people this. As I left you great blog readers I was hopefully waiting on getting casted for the Mousetrap. Well I got a call on Thursday saying I got a role, but I needed to call him. I did call, but got his answering machine. Still freaking out that he thought he might recast, I called him at lunch on Friday. I almost missed him by 5 minutes. The key word there is ALMOST. Transcript of the rest of the call as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director(D):Well Eric I would like you to be part of the cats of the mouse trap. &lt;br /&gt;Eric(E): Okay&lt;br /&gt;D: I think you will have fun as this role&lt;br /&gt;E: Okay&lt;br /&gt;D: I think I want you as the ever Wacky funny, Christopher Wren.&lt;br /&gt;E: (caught off guard)really... Okay&lt;br /&gt;D: He is a great part like he changes his tie every time he comes on stage.&lt;br /&gt;E: (patronizing)cool&lt;br /&gt;D: Rehearsals wont start till the 2nd or third week of December. It will be longer than the normal 6 week schedule because we are going to probably lose a week because of Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;E: That makes sense&lt;br /&gt;D: We will be mailing something to you with information.&lt;br /&gt;E: Cool&lt;br /&gt;D: Can't wait to work with you.&lt;br /&gt;E: Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;D: Bye&lt;br /&gt;E: Bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is where I am now with that. I will warn you in advance that This play will more than likely be the center of my life as far as events go. So if you don't care Wait till after the 12 of February. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-113255699857901848?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/113255699857901848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=113255699857901848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/113255699857901848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/113255699857901848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/11/well-ladies-and-gentlemen.html' title=''/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-113200659140360232</id><published>2005-11-14T16:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T16:52:55.776-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well my Foray into Community Theatre Acting, was a roller coaster. First off I thought I had an audition in Bellevue on Sunday, @ 7:30 PM. I was wrong. I had had an audition in Bellevue on Sunday, @ 7:00 PM. I realize that at 5:30 PM, so I was in a bit of a frantic scramble. I figured I needed a head shot, and a resume. BOTH OF THESE WERE WRONG. I got out at 6:35 and mapqwest says that it is 28 minutes to get there. I figured I would get there as he is explaining things to everybody. I THEN proceeded to take the wrong turn on Hwy 370. Allow me to stand on my soap box:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mapqwest a very good service for people who have my sense of direction(which is none) However if I get lost 9 times out of 10 it is because I don't which way to turn after taking an off-ramp. That is bull shit because more than likely the person hasn't committed the directions to memory so they are trying to read while driving and I know that s not good. But GOD DAMN IT TELL ME WHICH WAY TO TURN. Also one last thing, the first step they don't give you a left or right but they give you a direction like North. I am glad that they tell you which street you need to see. There I am done and moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Because of said ranting I ended up being not just a couple of minutes late I was 15 MINUTES LATE. But the director seemed nice I had to fill out a form which proved that I didn't need a resume. I arrived as he was pairing up people. There were 8 people and guess who was the odd man out. SO while I am filling out the form others are reading. I found it funny, because I knew the scene as soon as they started reading it, so I laugh at how they are reading it. Lets put it this way British phrases in Southern drawl is funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first scene was the scene where Metcalf enters as Trotter is looking for his skis. It goes all the way till everyone exits. I had to read not for Major Metcalf, the part I was casted for, but for Trotter. So I had a nice long Monologue essentially. I felt good about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second scene was Giles and Mollie after she enters in. So I have to seem like I was in love. It wasn't hard as the woman I was reading with was very attractive and was also very nice. I didn't feel as good about this one but like I said I don't fell like I could be a lover or husband that will show affection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all I will know  by Friday (11/18) I don't know if they will call even if I didn't get a role either way I am hoping on hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-113200659140360232?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/113200659140360232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=113200659140360232' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/113200659140360232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/113200659140360232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/11/well-my-foray-into-community-theatre.html' title=''/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-113120486240491851</id><published>2005-11-05T09:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T22:10:56.363-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, this one is for the people.</title><content type='html'>Well this is the longest I have been at a computer for a long time. So The updates didn't come frequently. But now I will truly keep things up to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/29 I had to go to Fremont Holiday Inn for a 8 HOUR Class to remove a ticket. The class started at 8 AM and went on till 5 PM. My teacher was a State Trooper with some separation issues. He actually said "in here I am only a teacher... Out there I will be a cop... Everything you ask me in here will not go out there". It was quite refreshing. He actually explained to use the former quota system they had. He actually wants to have it back. Unfortunately for this man that this was the first day he was teaching with the new materials that he had. He did however know every question that the test had so he knew what he needed to teach. The funny thing was as soon as he taught us something he would state "But I doubt that will work in a city like OMAHA". The hotel shared a parking lot with a Taco Bell. And I think it got a little but of "the rumbles" (best term I can think of). During the Hour we had for Lunch, I noticed we had a small army watching the NU/OK football game. Kind of sad that there was something people were mad at that this class was during the game. All in all, I got a certificate and now the ticket I got for speeding never happened. I now have to go at least three years with out a ticket before I can do this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/31 Script analysis class sucked. We were reading &lt;em&gt;Othello&lt;/em&gt; for the day and I was kind of pissed some what because in the class there is a woman who like to answer every question first and I guess be the only question because every answer she has takes over 5 minutes. And we found out from the class before that she LOVES Shakespeare and has done many reports on his life. (I am thinking SO HAVE I AND I DON'T CARE.) Well saints preserve us! she was sick for the day. So I thought okay I am going to be able to answer or comment on at least one topic. WELL THAT DIDN'T HAPPEN. It isn't so bad if our teacher is a teacher that asks a question to every one after the discussion has occurred. SO what ends up happening is me saying "I agree with what ____ said" and probably repeating a point. Which isn't so bad if other people answer that because they haven't read the script. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And excuse me whilst I stand on my soap box: we are on a script analysis class and we spent one day on Shakespeare and one day on &lt;em&gt;Othello&lt;/em&gt; specifically. WE spent two weeks(4 classes) on &lt;em&gt;The Graduate&lt;/em&gt;. DOES ANYONE SEE A PROBLEM WITH THIS. In my opinion the class was made for Shakespeare and I know that there are classes that are devoted for this. But I think that we should have more time trying to ANALYZE this SCRIPT. Than to spend two weeks covering a play that mostly everyone had seen the MOVIE FOR IT. (I know that there is a movie of &lt;em&gt;Othello&lt;/em&gt; but it basically the script).&lt;br /&gt;I now have to read the sound of music WHICH WILL SUCK. SHITTY MOVIE, SHITTY MUSICAL, SHITTY SCRIPT. I AM NOW MOVING ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11/2 Psychology class. I finally officially dropped my drawing class. I haven't gone since about half way through the quarter. It was more of a time issue thing. I just had to quit doing stuff because of this class. I also Registered for classes for the winter: I am taking two courses, human relations and a music appreciation, online while taking a lighting class at the playhouse. I figured with the fact that I am taking online courses, I will probably audition for more shows. I was almost thinking about auditioning for a production of &lt;em&gt;The Mousetrap&lt;/em&gt; in Bellevue. But I know I am going to audition for &lt;em&gt;The Underpants&lt;/em&gt; at the playhouse. Why not. I figured my collegiate acting started with Steve Martin, why not let my Omaha acting start with Steve Martin. I know someone out there is thinking that "hey how do you know you are going to get a part?" WELL I DON'T, but I need the confidence and it will come through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11/3 THE ASS HAIR IS GONE. I made a bet with a friend on the NU Missouri Game. I won(A Nebraska resident thinking the Huskers would get beat. YES and deal with it, you red painted freak.)So as a punishment he had to shave my ass. Now he thought of this thinking I wouldn't go through with it. (apparently he didn't know me well enough). I did however take pity on the person and the witness who had to be a part of this. I went to the store ant bought a thong. But don't worry my story gets worse. I lost a  bet to my friend he bet that the White sox would sweep the series. I figured they would win but it would take five games. Well it didn't. So as a punishment of HIS choosing I had to take a photo of me in said thong and I have to use it as a Display picture in all of my services(so coming soon to MSN(both msnspace and messenger) MYSPACE BLOGGER AND LIVEJOURNAL) for at least a week. In advance I apologize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11/4 I am now actually trying to get used to thongs now because I might need to wear a thong and dance in them. Once you get back the initial sting of the cotton going up your ass it really isn't so bad, but then you sit down and the sting comes back. All in all you forget you are wearing one. I may actually start wearing them regularly. So ladies, that is something to look forward to next summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-113120486240491851?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/113120486240491851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=113120486240491851' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/113120486240491851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/113120486240491851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/11/okay-this-one-is-for-people.html' title='Okay, this one is for the people.'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-112995209077263701</id><published>2005-10-21T22:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T22:34:50.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Really not enough time for this but who cares?</title><content type='html'>Well I just want everyone to know that the DDR geek has reclaimed his DDR...geek..dom. Anyway, I bought DDR Extreme 2 and maybe just as a favor I might put a review about it here sometime in the future. I also Just went to Block buster and I just rented Tony Hawk's American Wasteland (THAW). I will probably throw in a review of this one for good measure. My life really hasn't been that eventful. Not too much bad not too much good. I was sick and had to miss classes, so I am kind of in catch up mode but other than that not bad. As always GOOD NIGHT AND BUDDHA BLESSINGS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-112995209077263701?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/112995209077263701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=112995209077263701' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112995209077263701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112995209077263701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/10/really-not-enough-time-for-this-but.html' title='Really not enough time for this but who cares?'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-112976966851478046</id><published>2005-10-19T19:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T19:54:28.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a gift for everyone. I am a fan of the Bob &amp; Tom Radio Show. I found the Sow on a Station in Brownville. Luckily I found a new station in Omaha from 5-10AM it is on 93.3 FM. But at the most I got it for an hour. But I found a little silver lining in that situation, I sign on into the VIP area of the website. This site includes Audio from the Show, and you can even listen to the entire show with out commercials on your computer whenever you want to. I am paying $6.95 a month for it, but as a gift to you my reading public I am alowing you to witness the wit, the humor, and the outright mediocray that is BOB AND TOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Username: SIR_CHUBBY@MSN.COM&lt;br /&gt;Password: 65US5D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night and Buddha Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-112976966851478046?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/112976966851478046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=112976966851478046' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112976966851478046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112976966851478046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-have-gift-for-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-112952673469323548</id><published>2005-10-16T23:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T00:25:34.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time you started:12:03 &lt;br /&gt;Birthdate: 07/13/1984&lt;br /&gt;Age: 21&lt;br /&gt;School: Metropolitan Community College&lt;br /&gt;Grade: Tough to tell (1 more year)&lt;br /&gt;Eye Color: blue&lt;br /&gt;Hair Color: none &lt;br /&gt;Height: 5'9"&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 296 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;Religion: none official but maintain Buddhist principals&lt;br /&gt;Nationality: American&lt;br /&gt;Sex: Male&lt;br /&gt;What town were you born in?: Omaha, NE&lt;br /&gt;What town do you live in now?: Omaha, NE&lt;br /&gt;Best friend(s): too many to mention in this question&lt;br /&gt;Close friends: even more than above&lt;br /&gt;Most trustworthy: Probably Kate H&lt;br /&gt;Nicest: Kate B&lt;br /&gt;Craziest: Joey Harris (but is only because I am not eligible)&lt;br /&gt;Best smile: I think every smile is pretty but mine.&lt;br /&gt;Best eyes: Heather&lt;br /&gt;Who have U known the longest?: Joey, most friends I met because of him or were from College.&lt;br /&gt;Which of your friends do you talk on the phone with?: No doubt on that one Kate H &lt;br /&gt;Who do you talk on the phone with the most?: That the same question isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Do u have a girlfriend?: not any more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorites:&lt;br /&gt;Color: black, like my Heart&lt;br /&gt;Food: Ghetto spaghetti (unflavored Raman noodles with Sauce)&lt;br /&gt;Music Genre: I will listen to anything but I like Dance Hall.&lt;br /&gt;Solo Artist: Eminem&lt;br /&gt;Number: 69 or 88 or 00&lt;br /&gt;Movie: Monty Python Series&lt;br /&gt;Actor: Jamie Foxx&lt;br /&gt;Letter: q it isn't used enough&lt;br /&gt;State: Colorado&lt;br /&gt;Country: Germany&lt;br /&gt;Time of day: night&lt;br /&gt;Day of week: Saturday (up late and still can stay up late too)&lt;br /&gt;Month of the year: July  &lt;br /&gt;Season: Fall&lt;br /&gt;Shape: hexagon&lt;br /&gt;Ice Cream: Cookie dough (cookies and cream close second)&lt;br /&gt;Reality Show: don't watch it&lt;br /&gt;Show: Monty Python, Benny Hill&lt;br /&gt;Celebrity: Kanye West, arrogant but talented&lt;br /&gt;This or That: This&lt;br /&gt;Milk/Water: Milk&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate/Vanilla: vanilla&lt;br /&gt;Rap/RnB: Rap&lt;br /&gt;Punk Rock/Emo: Runk&lt;br /&gt;Jessica/Ashlee: I would rather do OJ&lt;br /&gt;Day/Night: night&lt;br /&gt;Pink/Baby-blue: Baby-blue&lt;br /&gt;Red/Blue: Blue&lt;br /&gt;AIM/MSN: Msn&lt;br /&gt;Home/School: Home &lt;br /&gt;Batman/Superman: Batman &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever:&lt;br /&gt;Drank Alcohol?: yep&lt;br /&gt;Gotten drunk?: OH HELL YEAH&lt;br /&gt;Smoked a Cigarette?: only when I am nervous. Usually it is a cigar.&lt;br /&gt;Gotten High: yep&lt;br /&gt;Dyed your Hair: nope (most times I don't have it to dye&lt;br /&gt;Had sex: nope&lt;br /&gt;Given Head: nope&lt;br /&gt;Given a handjob: not technically &lt;br /&gt;Fingered anybody: nope&lt;br /&gt;Eaten somebody out: yep&lt;br /&gt;Touched the opposite sex body part?: yep&lt;br /&gt;Thought about suicide?: been in the tub with a gun&lt;br /&gt;Hated yourself?: yep&lt;br /&gt;Liked someone older than you: by a month&lt;br /&gt;Liked someone younger than you: by a year&lt;br /&gt;Had surgery: on my knees&lt;br /&gt;Danced in public: at weddings&lt;br /&gt;Sang in public: at weddings&lt;br /&gt;Worn a dress: does a kilt count&lt;br /&gt;Worn a suit: yep&lt;br /&gt;Gotten in a physical fight: yep ut only if I cant out Crazy my way out of it&lt;br /&gt;Made somebody cry: yep but it was at a wake for a friend so I think that I was helped&lt;br /&gt;Said you loved someone and meant it?: I always try to&lt;br /&gt;Said you hated somebody and meant it?: only on rare occasions&lt;br /&gt;Talked to stuffed animals: used to&lt;br /&gt;Talked to yourself: ALL THE FREAKING TIME&lt;br /&gt;Driven a Car: yes&lt;br /&gt;Gotten in a car accident: yes&lt;br /&gt;Been in the hospital: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last 24 hours:&lt;br /&gt;Have you cried?: no&lt;br /&gt;Eaten: yes&lt;br /&gt;Showered: yes&lt;br /&gt;Hung out with friends: nope (most are in another county)&lt;br /&gt;Listened to music: yep&lt;br /&gt;Done something you haven't done in awhile: does laundry count?&lt;br /&gt;Made someone cry: not that I noticed&lt;br /&gt;Hurt somebody physically: nope&lt;br /&gt;Hurt somebody emotionally: not that I noticed&lt;br /&gt;Driven: yes&lt;br /&gt;Talked to your best friend: nope&lt;br /&gt;Time Finished: 12:21 (with stops to change songs on bob and tom)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-112952673469323548?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/112952673469323548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=112952673469323548' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112952673469323548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112952673469323548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/10/time-you-started1203-birthdate.html' title=''/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-112943218721179475</id><published>2005-10-15T21:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T22:09:47.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>21%</title><content type='html'>This is a little survey like thing This is similar to an I never type game comment with a percentage of things that you DIDNT DO. (For example: if you did one thing you would post 99%)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoked.&lt;br /&gt;Drank alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;Cried when someone died.&lt;br /&gt;Been drunk.&lt;br /&gt;Had sex.&lt;br /&gt;Been to a concert.&lt;br /&gt;Given a handjob/gotten a handjob.&lt;br /&gt;Given a blowjob/gotten a blowjob.&lt;br /&gt;Been verbally sexually harassed.&lt;br /&gt;Verbally sexually harassed somebody.&lt;br /&gt;Felt someone up and/or been felt up.&lt;br /&gt;Laughed so hard something came out of your nose.&lt;br /&gt;Cheated on a boyfriend/girlfriend before.&lt;br /&gt;Been cheated on by a boyfriend/girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Been to prom.&lt;br /&gt;Cried at school.&lt;br /&gt;Gotten lost in a WalMart or a department store.&lt;br /&gt;Went streaking.&lt;br /&gt;Given a lap dance.&lt;br /&gt;Had someone of the opposite sex in your room.&lt;br /&gt;Had someone of the opposite sex sleep over.&lt;br /&gt;Slept over at someone of the opposite sex's house.&lt;br /&gt;Kissed a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;Hugged a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;Went scuba diving&lt;br /&gt;Driven a car.&lt;br /&gt;Gotten an xray.&lt;br /&gt;Hit by a car.&lt;br /&gt;Had a party.&lt;br /&gt;Done drugs.&lt;br /&gt;strip poker&lt;br /&gt;Got paid to strip for someone.&lt;br /&gt;Ran away from home.&lt;br /&gt;Broken a bone.&lt;br /&gt;Eaten sushi.&lt;br /&gt;Bought porn.&lt;br /&gt;Watched porn.&lt;br /&gt;Made porn.&lt;br /&gt;Had a crush on someone of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;Been in love.&lt;br /&gt;Frenched kissed.&lt;br /&gt;Laughed so hard you cried.&lt;br /&gt;Cried yourself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Laughed yourself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Stabbed yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Shot a gun.&lt;br /&gt;Trash talked someone and then acted like their best friend the next day.&lt;br /&gt;Watched TV for 9 consecutive hours.&lt;br /&gt;Been online for 9 consecutive hours.&lt;br /&gt;Watched an animal die.&lt;br /&gt;Watched a person die.&lt;br /&gt;Had sex and/or messed around somewhere with atleast 1 person present.&lt;br /&gt;Pranked somebody.&lt;br /&gt;Put somebody in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Snuck into someone's room and/or your own room after being out.&lt;br /&gt;Kissed somebody of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;Dressed punk.&lt;br /&gt;Dressed goth.&lt;br /&gt;Dressed preppy.&lt;br /&gt;Been to a motocross race.&lt;br /&gt;Avoided somebody.&lt;br /&gt;Been stalked.&lt;br /&gt;Stalked someone.&lt;br /&gt;Met a celebrity.&lt;br /&gt;Played an instrument.&lt;br /&gt;Ridden a horse.&lt;br /&gt;Cut yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Bungee jumped.&lt;br /&gt;Ding dong ditched somebody.&lt;br /&gt;Been to a wild party.&lt;br /&gt;Got caught stealing something.&lt;br /&gt;Kicked a guy in the balls.&lt;br /&gt;Stolen a boyfriend/girlfriend from a friend.&lt;br /&gt;Went out with your friend's crush.&lt;br /&gt;Got arrested.&lt;br /&gt;Been pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;Babysat.&lt;br /&gt;Been to another country.&lt;br /&gt;Started your house on fire.&lt;br /&gt;Had an encounter with a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;Donated your hair to cancer patients.&lt;br /&gt;Been asked out by someone that you never though you'd to be asked out by.&lt;br /&gt;Cried over a member of the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;Had a boyfriend/girlfriend for over 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;Sat on your ass all day.&lt;br /&gt;Ate a whole carton of ice cream all by yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Had a job.&lt;br /&gt;Gotten cut from a sports team.&lt;br /&gt;Been called a whore.&lt;br /&gt;Danced like a whore.&lt;br /&gt;Been mistaken for a celebrity.&lt;br /&gt;Been in a car accident.&lt;br /&gt;Been told you have beautiful eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Been told you have beautiful hair.&lt;br /&gt;Raped somebody.&lt;br /&gt;Danced in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;Been rejected.&lt;br /&gt;Walked out of a restaurant without paying.&lt;br /&gt;Punched someone/slapped someone in the face&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-112943218721179475?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/112943218721179475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=112943218721179475' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112943218721179475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112943218721179475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/10/21.html' title='21%'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-112915070948278811</id><published>2005-10-12T15:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T21:59:13.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Origin of Buddhabubba</title><content type='html'>I have had a couple of people ask me what the hell is with the name. YES it is true most of the time when I am asked for a username I supply with Buddha and if Buddha is taken, I use Buddhabubba. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name comes from a combination of 2 nicknames. BUDDHA comes from my Bald (90%of the time) head and my fat stomach. Also I like to think it is my Buddhist like attitude toward life. I also made this my Halo Nickname, which for many is how they know me. &lt;br /&gt;BUBBA is a reference to my southern Heritage. And frankly I like to use the name Bocephus Jenkins for that but lets face it Buddhabocephus wouldn't work well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weird thing is I set this up and I heard a bit from Bill hicks and he talks about Waco, TX and he brings up the that David Caresh was Southern and it was like someone going "I'm Buddha." and every else goes "Your Bubba". HE replies, "Well I am Buddha now." and he would continue "I am Buddhabubba"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-112915070948278811?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/112915070948278811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=112915070948278811' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112915070948278811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112915070948278811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/10/origin-of-buddhabubba.html' title='The Origin of Buddhabubba'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-112914978240781842</id><published>2005-10-12T15:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T15:46:30.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was stumbling across blogs of people I knew, by the way, it is kinda cool seeing how people that were BVT were before during and After. Just FYI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Yeah I was stumbling along things and I found something that is pretty Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myphotoalbum.com"&gt;My Photo Album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see mine at &lt;a href="http://buddhabubba.myphotoalbum.com/"&gt;http://buddhabubba.myphotoalbum.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will no doubt be loving this and adding to it pretty frequently. so if you are looking for some pics that you may or may not have. com on over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-112914978240781842?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/112914978240781842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=112914978240781842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112914978240781842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112914978240781842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-was-stumbling-across-blogs-of-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-112898117106253836</id><published>2005-10-10T16:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T17:53:36.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. What is your occupation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am a Temporary Employee at a place that makes Beauty Products.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. What color is your underwear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;usually White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. What are you listening to right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Kanye West/BVT THE MUSICAL on Shuffle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. What was the last thing you ate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Donut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. Do you wish on stars?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6. If you were a crayon, what color would you be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Silver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7. How is the weather right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the kid of weather that people who like fall like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8. Who is the last person you spoke to on the phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I guess vicariously Kate B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9. Do you like the person who sent this to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(Stina) YEP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10. How old are you today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11. What is your favorite drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Alcoholic: Cold Jack Danels(sp) Non-Alcoholic: Diet Pepsi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12. Favorite sport to watch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Football&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;13. Have you ever dyed your hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yep once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;14. Do you wear contacts or glasses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;used to wear glasses, but now I dont need to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;15. Pets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dog (Myrtle) and a beta fish(#123456789)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;17. Favorite food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ghetto Speghetti (unflavored Ramen Noddles with Tomato Sauce)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;18. What was the last movie you watched?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In theatre: &lt;em&gt;Batman Begins&lt;/em&gt;  Out of Theatre: &lt;em&gt;A Streetcar Named Desire&lt;/em&gt; for Script Analysis class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;19. Favorite day of the year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;don't have a date, per se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;20. What do you do to vent anger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Scream and bang something with a heavy object, or listen to music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;22. Fall or Spring?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;23. Hugs or kisses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hugs. Kisses seem disgusting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;24. Cherry or Blueberry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cherry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;25. Do you want your friends to email you back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well I am not emailing this but Yeah I wouldnt care if I saw this on other blogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;26. Who is most likely to respond?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Who knows who boredom will hit first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;27. Who is least likely to respond?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Who knows who bordeom will never hit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;28. Who do you live with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My parents and sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;30. What is on the floor of your closet? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;THE SPANISHG ARMADA, seriously I dont know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;31. Who is the friend you have had the longest? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well I think that would be Joey from High school everyone else I met because of Joey or is from College or later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;32. What did you do last night? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Went to Wayne saw Quills then drove home AND GOT A GOD DAMN SPEEDING TICKET. Slept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;33. Favorite smell? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;dont have one I know what I don't like though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;34. What inspires you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;CAFFINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;35. What are you afraid of? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dieing without leaving a mark on someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;36. Plain, cheese or spicy hamburgers? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;37. Favorite car? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Only had one car My Geo Metro LSI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;38. Favorite dog breed? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;dont have one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;39. Number of keys on your key ring? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2 but a ass load of extra things (bakers card, blockbuster things etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;40. How many years at your current job? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1 month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;41. Favorite day of the week? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Saturday (get up late and stay up late)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;42. How many states have you lived in? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2 (NE &amp;amp; MO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;43. How many cities have you lived in/name them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Omaha, Sarcoxie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-112898117106253836?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/112898117106253836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=112898117106253836' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112898117106253836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112898117106253836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/10/survey.html' title='Survey'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-112865356077606271</id><published>2005-10-06T21:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T21:52:40.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#B9D3EE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;How You Life Your Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C6E2FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdoyouliveyourlifequiz/faces.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seem to be straight forward, but you keep a lot inside.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to avoid confrontation and stay away from sticky situations.&lt;br /&gt;You prefer a variety of friends and tend to change friends quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Some of your past dreams have disappointed you, but you don't let it get you down.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdoyouliveyourlifequiz/"&gt;How Do You Live Your Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-112865356077606271?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/112865356077606271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=112865356077606271' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112865356077606271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112865356077606271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/10/how-you-life-your-life-you-seem-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-112830527457095547</id><published>2005-10-02T21:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T00:29:14.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;HI larious photos of Ditka giving the finger &lt;/center&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;Sorry Joey Pt.3&lt;/center&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign=top&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sportsdignity.com/0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.sportsdignity.com/0101.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign=top&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boners.com/content/794067.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.boners.com/content/794067.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;Ah Fuhror Memories&lt;/center&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;Try not to laugh at this &lt;/center&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign=top&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boners.com/content/794040.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.boners.com/content/794040.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign=top&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boners.com/content/793902.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.boners.com/content/793902.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-112830527457095547?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/112830527457095547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=112830527457095547' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112830527457095547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112830527457095547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/10/hi-larious-photos-of-ditka-giving.html' title=''/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-112718524307794969</id><published>2005-09-19T21:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T22:00:43.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Riddle me this...</title><content type='html'>Riddle me this, Riddle me that... Why are all the people in the US Fat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;H1&gt;OH I HAVE A SUGGESTION:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/H1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/597/1600/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/597/400/18.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, my friends, is a Triple Whopper. It has THREE patties of meat. and all the greasy toppings of a regular Whopper. I ordered this monstrosity at Burger King and I ordered it in a combo Meal. KING SIZED OF COURSE. And on top of all that I ordered an additional Double Whopper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home and opened the bag and noticed that I did get my order messed up. However, I got not one, but two TRIPLE WHOPPERS. Now a sane man would say to himself, "hey there is no way you are going to finish that. You need to give one of those to a friend or to save one later when you are going to be hungry." But ladies and gentlemen, That is why you need to call me fat and you call me fat with respect DAMN IT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate everything in one sitting. And felt like a bear that was hit with a tranquilizer dart. Have I exercised today? NOPE. Do I plan to? NOPE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People were suing fast food for why they are fat. Ladies and gentlemen that I am pleased to call my readers, these people cannot function in our society. I am a person who is fat and KNOWS WHY HE IS FAT. I AM 296 POUNDS, AND IT ISN'T A SECRET HOW IT CAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total damage of Food for dinner:&lt;br /&gt;2 TRIPLE WHOPPERS&lt;br /&gt;1 KING SIZED FRIES&lt;br /&gt;1 KING SIZED DIET COKE&lt;br /&gt;NO EXERCISE WHAT SO EVER&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-112718524307794969?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/112718524307794969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=112718524307794969' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112718524307794969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112718524307794969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/09/riddle-me-this.html' title='Riddle me this...'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-112673390508836288</id><published>2005-09-14T16:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T16:41:52.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>IF THIS ISNT CREEPY</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Musical Tastes Match: Weird Al&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcelebritymatchesyourtasteinmusicquiz/weird-al.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/click?id=CkIfgYlVpZA&amp;offerid=78941.454939209&amp;type=10&amp;subid="&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See his whole playlist here (iTunes required)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcelebritymatchesyourtasteinmusicquiz/"&gt;What Celebrity Matches Your Taste in Music?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Daddy Is George Clinton&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whosyourdaddy/daddy9.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What You Call Him:&lt;/strong&gt; Pops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why You Love Him:&lt;/strong&gt; He takes you to church&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whosyourdaddy/"&gt;Who's Your Daddy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-112673390508836288?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/112673390508836288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=112673390508836288' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112673390508836288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112673390508836288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/09/if-this-isnt-creepy.html' title='IF THIS ISNT CREEPY'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-112615159057179105</id><published>2005-09-07T22:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T20:31:27.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruth Esther Randel Smith (1908-2005)</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ruth Esther Randel Smith, 97, of Auburn, died Tuesday (9/6/05).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Survivors: daughter, Marilyn Jo Gruber, Farragut, Iowa; sons, Harold "Hal" Jr., Philadelphia, James Randel, Brownville, Gregg Alan, Hastings; 11 grandchildren; seven great-grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Services: 11 a.m. Friday, United Methodist Church, Auburn. Bedford Cemetery. Visitation: 9 a.m.-9 p.m. today, Thursday, Hall Funeral Chapel, Auburn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Published in the Lincoln Journal Star on 9/7/2005.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We now and forever have lost a great person. For those of you who didn't know Ruth. For the past three years I went to BVT. And every year I met this incredible woman. Ruth has spent 36 years With BVT. She still to now what is her dyeing day attended Shows and brought flowers. She will no doubt be held in a special place in my heart and the hearts of over 200 people who were company members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be one more angel in heaven and she will be missed on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P Ruth Smith, and enjoy the show, you will have the best seat in the House.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-112615159057179105?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/112615159057179105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=112615159057179105' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112615159057179105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112615159057179105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/09/ruth-esther-randel-smith-1908-2005.html' title='Ruth Esther Randel Smith (1908-2005)'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-112572319535624301</id><published>2005-09-02T23:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T23:54:07.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In a Past Life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;In a Past Life...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/pastlife/past-life.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Were: An Insane Dancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where You Lived: Turkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How You Died: Dysentery.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/pastlifegenerator/"&gt;Who Were You In a Past Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-112572319535624301?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/112572319535624301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=112572319535624301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112572319535624301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112572319535624301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/09/in-past-life.html' title='In a Past Life...'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-112561911263079296</id><published>2005-09-01T18:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T18:58:32.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Offensive for Google</title><content type='html'>So any way I tried to get Google addsense on this blog, but was turned down for being too offensive in compliance with their guidelines and rules. Well any way I got another site that I hopefully might get approved for because I would like to have a second source of what I like to call "fun cash".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-112561911263079296?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/112561911263079296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=112561911263079296' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112561911263079296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112561911263079296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/09/too-offensive-for-google.html' title='Too Offensive for Google'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-112529490875638525</id><published>2005-08-29T00:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T00:55:08.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought it was funny</title><content type='html'>My first Play at WSC was &lt;em&gt;Picasso at the Lapin Agile &lt;/em&gt;and I stumbled across this monologue that wasnt in the script that we had This is something that my Character Gaston would have said. I cant really read it to you but hopefully if you remember me imagine my voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaston, the bar’s resident dirty old man, asks Picasso about his process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gaston:&lt;/strong&gt; Well, you're a painter; you're always having to come up with ideas. What's it like? I mean, the only idea I ever came up with was when I had to paint my shutters. I had to figure out a color. And I thought about it for a long time. Should they be a light color or a dark color? For a while, forest blue seemed nice; then, I realized there was no such thing as forest blue. I tried to flip a coin but lost it on the roof. I started thinking, "What are shutters anyway, and what would their natural color be?" Then I realized that shutters don't occur in nature, so they don't have a natural color. Suddenly, I knew I was just moments away from a decision, just moments, finally. Then this gorgeous thing walks by, with ruby lips and a derriere the shape of a valentine. I swiveled my head around and snapped a tendon. That put the decision off for three days. Then I thought, "Maybe just take off the shutters"; I started to think about moving to a land where there are no shutters and, frankly, suicide. But then one day, I said to myself, "Green," and that was it. (He exits to the bathroom.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-112529490875638525?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/112529490875638525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=112529490875638525' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112529490875638525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112529490875638525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-thought-it-was-funny.html' title='I thought it was funny'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-112501978840495053</id><published>2005-08-25T20:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T20:29:48.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I now have carpet on my bedroom floor. I am now in the process of killing my mother to make a decision on what she wants the walls to be. I know that it shouldnt be her decision seeing as it is my room. HOWEVER SHE PAYS THE BILLS SO IT HER CHOICE. and no rent doesnt count. Once she makes that decision I then have to paint the wals and THEN MOVE ALL MY SHIT BACK IN, including the shit I have yet to unpack from Brownville. And this will be now while going to work. and if it takes her more than 2 weeks I will have to be doing this while working and going to school. which cuts my time down to basically Thursday and Friday night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-112501978840495053?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/112501978840495053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=112501978840495053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112501978840495053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112501978840495053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/08/well-i-now-have-carpet-on-my-bedroom.html' title=''/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-112477218047058697</id><published>2005-08-22T23:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T20:21:50.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Another year has started at WSC I am not there and very little has changed since last time I posted. I now have gone to Brownville and have hence returned. I am now even more financially fucked than when I left WSC. I am going to school starting on the 7th. I have classes Monday through Wednesday and then Saturday morning. I hopefully will be more frequent on the post not necessarily the quality but the quantity will go up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO HAVE FUN ON YOU SECOND DAY OF CLASSES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD NIGHT AND BUDDHA BLESSINGS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-112477218047058697?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/112477218047058697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=112477218047058697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112477218047058697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/112477218047058697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/08/hello-to-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-111604013993444745</id><published>2005-05-13T20:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T22:08:59.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry Joey Part two</title><content type='html'>This time no bush. Just a whole lot of SHAT. Beatles Fans and Trekies unite in Revolt. For here it is in all its Media player glory:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ifilm.com/WMPPlaylist.asx?l=-2023192669&amp;ifilmId=2670057&amp;amp;bandwidth=300"&gt;http://www.ifilm.com/WMPPlaylist.asx?l=-2023192669&amp;ifilmId=2670057&amp;amp;bandwidth=300&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-111604013993444745?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/111604013993444745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=111604013993444745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/111604013993444745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/111604013993444745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/05/sorry-joey-part-two.html' title='Sorry Joey Part two'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-111397512505728699</id><published>2005-04-20T00:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T00:32:05.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Site/Side Project Update</title><content type='html'>Well Hi-diddle-oooo to every one out there. Some may have noticed this but my blog is about to under go changes. Especially in the links area. As of right now I will explain. (PS thanks to jimmy for modeling how to do this for me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Air America Radio- I am starting to get more interested in this station. For those who don't know it is a Liberal radio station. You can listen to it live on the internet in either player. By the way, if you know the address for the K92 radio show stream, I would love to put it right underneath it. I cant seem to figure it out, because the link is in flash. I Emailed Hawkeye but as far as now I haven't got anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Guest book- This is just so I can figure out who is that bored to look at this. I have found out there are people who read this almost everyday that I thought didn't even know this existed. And since my link taken off Jimmy's page. I am just curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Omaha Theatre- I removed the WSC links for some obvious reasons. I am going to hopefully get involved in theatre in this area. This is where if you see a theatre or if you are looking for a show that I might make you aware of You can go directly to the site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The Bizible- I am not going to even try and explain it here other than this is a project that I will hopefully be a part of. It is pretty well explained on the site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIDE PROJECT UPDATE:&lt;br /&gt;I have kinda been slacking on my calendar but tonight I caught up. I was able to add March 13-April 20. If you want to catch up on the lovely musings of "My Saint George". Check the Link section.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-111397512505728699?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/111397512505728699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=111397512505728699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/111397512505728699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/111397512505728699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/04/siteside-project-update.html' title='Site/Side Project Update'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-111375159177192740</id><published>2005-04-17T10:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T11:57:25.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry Joey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://l00061.myspace.com/00061/25/90/61150952_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://l00061.myspace.com/00061/25/90/61150952_l.jpg" width=50% border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-111375159177192740?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/111375159177192740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=111375159177192740' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/111375159177192740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/111375159177192740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/04/sorry-joey.html' title='Sorry Joey'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-111139259273071766</id><published>2005-03-21T02:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T02:10:52.336-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spam-a-lot cast on Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://video.msn.com/video/p.htm?m=Home%20and%20Living&amp;mi=NBC%20Today&amp;amp;i=2b52e10b-feb4-42ca-b522-972ac80344b7,9b530e30-e5a0-4575-9b23-628188203a38&amp;p=Living_NBC%20Today&amp;amp;rf=http://www.msn.com/"&gt;http://video.msn.com/video/p.htm?m=Home%20and%20Living&amp;mi=NBC%20Today&amp;amp;i=2b52e10b-feb4-42ca-b522-972ac80344b7,9b530e30-e5a0-4575-9b23-628188203a38&amp;p=Living_NBC%20Today&amp;amp;rf=http://www.msn.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also includes clips of the broadway version and proves that katie couric has lost her mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-111139259273071766?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/111139259273071766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=111139259273071766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/111139259273071766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/111139259273071766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/03/spam-lot-cast-on-today.html' title='Spam-a-lot cast on Today'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-111094862620254094</id><published>2005-03-15T22:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T23:01:30.816-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rejected Crayola Crayons</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/found-in-diaper.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/black-and-blue.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/klan-white.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/spank-me-pink.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/time-o-the-month.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/tin-man.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/mc-donalds.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/flu-phlegm.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/la-air-brown.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/melanoma-tan.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-111094862620254094?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/111094862620254094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=111094862620254094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/111094862620254094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/111094862620254094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/03/rejected-crayola-crayons.html' title='Rejected Crayola Crayons'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-110966394553343257</id><published>2005-03-01T01:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T02:03:23.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I started blogging I told myself that I wasn't going to take anything off. In the spirit of that, I will instead apologize. On Tuesday, February 22, 2005, I posted something that truly disturbed me. Not so much because of what I said, but the fact that I don't not recall typing that.&lt;br /&gt;I honestly found it the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would just like to state that I, Eric Green, of sound mind and body, HAVE contemplated suicide on several occasions. However, I have not truly thought about it seriously in the past 3 years. I first would like to apologize to anyone that my post may have concerned. I have had two good friends commit suicide, And I know the pain that it caused to myself. I wouldn't want to wish that feeling upon my worst enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS I would also like to thank the anonymous commenter for what they said. But please next time give your name. Anonymous people cant get true thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-110966394553343257?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/110966394553343257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=110966394553343257' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110966394553343257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110966394553343257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/03/when-i-started-blogging-i-told-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-110966281260787096</id><published>2005-03-01T01:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T02:04:39.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As some of you noticed I added a little someone to my blogging links. This is the link to Joey Harris. Most of you have never seen Joey. He is a friend that I had when I was in high school. I have written several things with this man. He is currently going to UNO. I will start out by saying that Joey is a moderate that is in support of Bush. Most of you know that I am not that into Bush. But the best example is he is the Ying to my Yo-Yo... or something like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-110966281260787096?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/110966281260787096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=110966281260787096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110966281260787096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110966281260787096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/03/as-some-of-you-noticed-i-added-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-110905328298594322</id><published>2005-02-22T00:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T00:23:21.080-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got light headed again from work. I think it is the combination of sawdust, and cleaning chemicals. I am starting to question wither the next day is even going to come for me. I start to wonder is the $68 even fucking worth getting up. I start to wonder if I died in the night how many people would even remember me. Anyone that would truly care about me. I know I have friends but I just have to think, "what if I died and my Funeral was during the week, how many people would actually come". Would they say the usual: He had everything to live for. He was a great friend with a good sense of humor. HE WILL BE MISSED. Every day I think that you should love it like it is your last but I just don't know anymore. I don't think I can go through with it myself. IS IT FUCKING WORTH IT. I CANT FIGURE OUT HOW MY LIFE IS WORTH THE FUCKING $68 A FUCKING DAY. I haven't lived my life, but I think that what if my life ended. No one will miss me. NO ONE WILL FUCKING MISS ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-110905328298594322?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/110905328298594322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=110905328298594322' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110905328298594322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110905328298594322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-got-light-headed-again-from-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-110844759652621276</id><published>2005-02-15T00:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T00:40:05.766-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grammy Nominees PT2</title><content type='html'>Record of the Year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I got to choose: &lt;strong&gt;Heaven&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think will win: &lt;strong&gt;Here We Go Again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACTUAL WINNER:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Here We Go Again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Heart:&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;00&lt;/span&gt; Head:&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;01&lt;/span&gt; Neither:&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Album of the Year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I got to choose: &lt;strong&gt;The College Dropout&lt;/strong&gt; w/ &lt;strong&gt;American Idiot&lt;/strong&gt; close second&lt;br /&gt;I think will win: &lt;strong&gt;Confessions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACTUAL WINNER:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Genius Loves Company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heart:00 Head:01 Neither:01&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Song of the Year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I got to choose: &lt;strong&gt;If I Ain't Got You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think will win: &lt;strong&gt;Live Like You Were Dying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACTUAL WINNER:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Daughters," John Mayer. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart:00 Head:01 Neither:02&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Artist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I got to choose: &lt;strong&gt;Joss Stone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think will win: &lt;strong&gt;Maroon 5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACTUAL WINNER:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Maroon 5&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart:00 Head:02 Neither:02&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pop Vocal Album:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I got to choose: &lt;strong&gt;Mind, Body and Soul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think will win: &lt;strong&gt;any one of these&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACTUAL WINNER:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Genius Loves Company&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart:00 Head:03 Neither:02&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock Album:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I got to choose: &lt;strong&gt;American Idiot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think will win: &lt;strong&gt;The Delivery Man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACTUAL WINNER: American Idiot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart:01 Head:03 Neither:02&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R&amp;amp;B Album:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I got to choose: &lt;strong&gt;I Can't Stop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think will win: &lt;strong&gt;Musicology or The Diary of Alicia Keys &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACTUAL WINNER:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The Diary of Alicia Keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heart:01 Head:04 Neither:02&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Rap Album:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I got to choose: &lt;strong&gt;The College Dropout&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think will win: &lt;strong&gt;The Black Album&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACTUAL WINNER:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The College Dropout&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart:02 Head:04 Neither:02&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Country Album:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I got to choose: &lt;strong&gt;Here for the Party&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think will win: &lt;strong&gt;Live Like You Were Dying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACTUAL WINNER:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Van Lear Rose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart:02 Head:04 Neither:03&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Latin Pop Album:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I got to choose: &lt;strong&gt;Diego Torres: MTV Unplugged&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think will win: &lt;strong&gt;Amar Sin Mentiras&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACTUAL WINNER:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Amar Sin Mentiras&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart:02 Head:05 Neither:03&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In summation: I am now affirmed tat I know nothing bout music. I am glad that Kanye got a couple. Green day I am also very proud of. However I will state this right now: JOSS STONE GOT SCREWED. I hope that she will take this in stride and not change a god damn thing. If you haven't heard her, You need too. And hey I was able to pick, 50% and I picked or chose 70%.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-110844759652621276?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/110844759652621276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=110844759652621276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110844759652621276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110844759652621276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/02/grammy-nominees-pt2.html' title='Grammy Nominees PT2'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-110763390411831113</id><published>2005-02-05T13:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T15:08:54.643-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A weapon of ass distraction.</title><content type='html'>Well if any of you have been aware of the news recently. Your lovely president made a scheduled and choreographed stop in the big O. it was at 8:00 in the morning at the qwest center. I didnt have to work till 2:00 in the afternoon so I decided I would be one of the goobers standing outside the center and wait for the head goober to poke his head like a groundhog. However he could not not see his shadow for there was a Solar eclipse. For there was a gigantic moon in the way of the sun's heavenly body. But he was blinded truly by the brightness of the lunar surface. For those of you who havent figured this out yet. President George Walker Bush, has joined the list. THis list includes Former Mayor Hal Daub, Former Govener, Mike Johans, Ben Nelson the current Senator and former Govener. This si the list of politicans that I have shown the glory of my anus to. YES LADIES AND GENTLEMEN I HAVE SHOWN THE PRESIDENT MY ASS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-110763390411831113?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/110763390411831113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=110763390411831113' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110763390411831113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110763390411831113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/02/weapon-of-ass-distraction.html' title='A weapon of ass distraction.'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-110763303552974103</id><published>2005-02-05T13:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T13:54:14.020-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Which Icon are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style='font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='2' align='center'&gt;&lt;form action='http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1074625610' method='POST'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan=2  bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;Your Icon is..... by &lt;a href='http://www.livejournal.com/users/crazie_gurl/'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;d3athofs3asons&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Your Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='Your Name' value='' size='20'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Your Age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='Your Age' value='' size='20'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Your B-day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='Your B-day' value='' size='20'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Your Icon Is....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;&lt;img src="http://img35.photobucket.com/albums/v106/bobwehadababyitsaboy/th133464.gif"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='un' value='d3athofs3asons'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='meme' value='1074625610'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;input type='submit' value='Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font size='-1' color='#FFFFFF'&gt;&lt;a href='http://memegen.net/'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;Quiz created with MemeGen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try this combination: Name: Eric Green&lt;br /&gt;                       Age: 20&lt;br /&gt;                       DOB: 7/13/1984&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-110763303552974103?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/110763303552974103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=110763303552974103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110763303552974103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110763303552974103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/02/which-icon-are-you.html' title='Which Icon are you?'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-110723998873941901</id><published>2005-02-01T01:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T00:39:48.740-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a little quiz for anyone</title><content type='html'>This is based on U.S. &amp; CDN  info, so use all lobes of your brain. This can be more difficult than it looks -  it just shows how little most of us really see! There are 27 questions about things we see every day or have known about all our lives. How many can you get right? These little simple questions are harder than you think-- it just shows you how little we pay attention to the commonplace things of life. Put your thinking caps on. No cheating! No looking around! No getting out of your chair!  No using anything on or in your desk or computer! Can you beat 20?? The average person only gets 7 right. Blog your answers and leave your name in my comments I will leave your score with you. REMEMBER - NO CHEATING!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. On a standard traffic light, is the green on the top or bottom? &lt;br /&gt;2. How many states are there in the USA? (Don't laugh, some people  don't know) &lt;br /&gt;3. In which hand is the Statue of Liberty's torch? &lt;br /&gt;4. What six colors are on the classic Campbell's soup label? &lt;br /&gt;5. What two numbers on the telephone dial don't have letters by  them? &lt;br /&gt;6. When you walk does your left arm swing  with your right or  left leg? &lt;br /&gt;7. How many matches are in a standard pack? &lt;br /&gt;8. On the United States flag is the top stripe red or white? &lt;br /&gt;9. What is the lowest number on the FM dial?&lt;br /&gt;10. Which way does water go down the drain, counter or clockwise? &lt;br /&gt;11. Which way does a "no smoking" sign's slash run? &lt;br /&gt;12. How many channels on a VHF TV dial? &lt;br /&gt;13. On which side of a women's blouse are the buttons? &lt;br /&gt;14. Which way do fans rotate? &lt;br /&gt;15. What is on the back of a Canadian dime? &lt;br /&gt;16. How many sides does a stop sign have? &lt;br /&gt;17. Do books have even-numbered pages on the right or left side? &lt;br /&gt;18. How many lug nuts are on a standard car wheel? &lt;br /&gt;19. How many sides are there on a standard pencil? &lt;br /&gt;20. Sleepy, Happy, Sneezy, Grumpy, Dopey, Doc. Who's missing? &lt;br /&gt;21. How many hot dog buns are in a standard package?&lt;br /&gt;22. On which playing card is the card maker's trademark?&lt;br /&gt;23. On which side of a Venetian blind is the cord that adjusts the opening between the slats? &lt;br /&gt;24. On the back of a Canadian $1 coin, what is in the center? &lt;br /&gt;25. There are 12 buttons on a touch tone phone. What 2 symbols bear no digits?&lt;br /&gt;26. How many curves are there in the standard paper clip? &lt;br /&gt;27. Does a merry-go-round turn counter or clockwise?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-110723998873941901?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/110723998873941901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=110723998873941901' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110723998873941901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110723998873941901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/02/little-quiz-for-anyone.html' title='a little quiz for anyone'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-110723909758205472</id><published>2005-02-01T01:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T23:03:46.366-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart is Black</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/X/xdeadxstarx/1044037678_turesBlack.jpg" border="0" alt="Info Black"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your Heart is Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/xdeadxstarx/quizzes/What%20Color%20is%20Your%20Heart%3F%20/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Color is Your Heart? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See I told you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-110723909758205472?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/110723909758205472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=110723909758205472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110723909758205472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110723909758205472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-heart-is-black.html' title='My Heart is Black'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-110685291011335362</id><published>2005-01-27T13:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T13:08:30.113-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ME A-Z</title><content type='html'>A. Accent: Pick one, and I can fake it.&lt;br /&gt;B. Breast size: I dont know but there smaller than Kate's (RIGHT KATE)&lt;br /&gt;C. Chore you hate: mowing&lt;br /&gt;D. Dad's name: Timothy Clarence Green&lt;br /&gt;E. Essential make-up item: no make-up&lt;br /&gt;F. Favorite perfume/cologne: Axe&lt;br /&gt;G. Gold or silver: Silver. Gold makes me break out.&lt;br /&gt;H. Hometown: Omaha, NE&lt;br /&gt;I. Insomnia: I can stay up. When I do go to sleep, a freight train couldn't wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;J. Job title: Temporary, /full time student&lt;br /&gt;K. Kids: none and I dont plan to.&lt;br /&gt;L. Living arrangements: with my parents&lt;br /&gt;M. Mum's birthplace: North Platte, NE&lt;br /&gt;N. Number of apples you've eaten: people keep track of that&lt;br /&gt;O. Overnight hospital stays: 3, stomach pump, knee surgery, and birth&lt;br /&gt;P. Phobia: I dont know but when it happens YOU'LL KNOW&lt;br /&gt;Q. Question you'd like answered: Is there a god (you know to settle a bet)&lt;br /&gt;R. Religious affiliation: raised Methodist but have no affiliation&lt;br /&gt;S. Siblings: 1&lt;br /&gt;T. Time you wake up: it varies greatly&lt;br /&gt;U. Unnatural hair colors you've worn: Green, Blue&lt;br /&gt;V. Vegetable you refuse to eat: Brussel Sprouts&lt;br /&gt;W. Worst habit: procrastination&lt;br /&gt;X. X-rays you've had: knee teeth&lt;br /&gt;Y. Yummy foods you make: too many to mention&lt;br /&gt;Z. Zodiac sign: Cancer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-110685291011335362?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/110685291011335362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=110685291011335362' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110685291011335362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110685291011335362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/01/me-z.html' title='ME A-Z'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-110654423030983886</id><published>2005-01-23T23:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T23:23:50.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Side Project Update plus R.I.P. </title><content type='html'>While I was in St. Louis I wasn't able to post for the calendar so here we go. I post up last weeks and got up to date on so there I am back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also at this moment I would like every one to take a moment of respect and silence for a great star, man, and host: Johnny Carson. Last sunday, he slipped away. Everyone, and I repeat EVERYONE after him are pretenders and imposters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Johnny Carson: All hail the king.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://entimg.msn.com/i/ap/1232005/ny12201231908.jpeg" height=256&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-110654423030983886?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/110654423030983886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=110654423030983886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110654423030983886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110654423030983886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/01/side-project-update-plus-rip.html' title='Side Project Update plus R.I.P. '/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-110555573228618416</id><published>2005-01-12T13:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T12:53:39.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Side Project update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if you have become a divouted follower of the Words of Wisdom blog( &lt;a href="http://gcwow.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://gcwow.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;) that I have. I am sorry but I am working till 10 :30 and I make the mistake of sitting on the couch and slowly slipp into a coma. So I ask you if you missed a date either or me check the Archives and and there you have it. Well I got to go to work in an hour so I will see you when you are sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-110555573228618416?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/110555573228618416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=110555573228618416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110555573228618416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110555573228618416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/01/side-project-update-sorry-if-you-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-110555599414566112</id><published>2005-01-12T13:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T16:02:21.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My grandma got the tube out of her mouth today. I am excited because now she can actually talk now when we visit her. However when she talks she kinda forgets what was said or what has been said to her. As a result my mom made a journal book for her. She visits and tries to write down important events and statements.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-110555599414566112?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/110555599414566112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=110555599414566112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110555599414566112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110555599414566112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-grandma-got-tube-out-of-her-mouth.html' title=''/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-110538194400638184</id><published>2005-01-10T13:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T12:37:22.820-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey from "Inside the Actors Studio"</title><content type='html'>I got this survey from Rhea's Blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite word?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your least favorite word?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ignorance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - to nice of a term for what it truly means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Laughter of my friends and fellow stangers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What turns you off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stupid rude people who dont listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite curse word?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - It has so many uses and each one of them feel good (not original but oh so nice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sound or noise do you love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Laughter of an uncomfortable nature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sound or noise do you hate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;someone talking through their nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well I would to be an actor or a web designer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What profession would you not like to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bomb tester&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fuck! I owe someone another twenty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-110538194400638184?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/110538194400638184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=110538194400638184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110538194400638184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110538194400638184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/01/survey-from-inside-actors-studio.html' title='Survey from &quot;Inside the Actors Studio&quot;'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-110533493890881143</id><published>2005-01-09T23:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T23:28:58.906-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just wanna say how is everybody. I am now in the friendly confines of my house in Omaha. I wish I was in Wayne but I may be back in less than a week from now. (Jimmy if I accidentally took some thing of yours tell me via Email and I will make sure it comes back to you. They rushed me to move out.) As for the meat of this thing I just want to let you know about what has been going on with the break here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Personal:&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grandma was having stomach pains and apparently she has them every time she eats but she was having a hard time breathing while having them recently. She had to have surgery on her colon and a think a little on her heart. She now has to crap in a bag and is currently in the ICU at Immanuel Hospital. My only fear was what if she was alone in Ohiowa when this happened. (The closest hospital is in Gretna which is a good 20 minutes away)We keep getting calls from family members asking how she is or if anything is new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Employment:&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now working for a temporary agency. I am getting to work for this week at 2:00PM to 10:00PM at Lozier's there making me read saftey manuals(VERY BORING) and wear shiny steel caps on my boots. it sucks but it pays bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Plans:&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am putting this up so I don't have to answer this question 20 times to people. I will work for the temp agency from 11:00PM to 7:00AM and going to Metro in March as a full time student. I will get an associate degree in Theatre Technology and either parlay that into a bachelors or another job hopefully in theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will see you all. Have fun @ classes suckers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-110533493890881143?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/110533493890881143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=110533493890881143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110533493890881143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110533493890881143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-just-wanna-say-how-is-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-110482077452956973</id><published>2005-01-04T01:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T01:10:48.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another survey</title><content type='html'>If you want to put this up I have just the questions in my comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FULL NAME: Eric Norman Green&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDAY: FRiday, July 13, 1984&lt;br /&gt;STAR SIGN: Cancer&lt;br /&gt;HEIGHT: 5' 9"&lt;br /&gt;WHERE WERE YOU BORN? Omaha, NE&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ARE YOU AFRAID OF? I really dont know. &lt;br /&gt;DO YOU WEAR GLASSES? used to but know I wear nothing for my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;YOUR PERFECT MAN/WOMAN: I am not sure on that one either.&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU GET ALONG WITH YOUR FAMILY? Yes&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER HATED ANY PERSON IN YOUR FAMILY? Yes&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU GOING TO COLLEGE? I am currently in between Colleges.&lt;br /&gt;WHERE DO YOU SEE YOURSELF 5 YEARS DOWN THE ROAD? Hopefully in a theatre.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR FAVE SAYING? I am he, and he is me.&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU WANT TO GET MARRIED...HAVE KIDS? HEll NO&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT ABORTION? It is a women's choice and I have no say on what a women does with her Vagina.&lt;br /&gt;WHOSE THE PERSON THAT SENT THIS TO YOU? I took it from Jimmy.&lt;br /&gt;YOUR GOOD LUCK CHARM? I have a buddha statue. And A dog tag from a friend that committed suicide.&lt;br /&gt;WORST SONG YOU'VE EVER HEARD? Stacy's Mom by Fountains of Wayne&lt;br /&gt;BEST SONG YOU'VE EVER HEARD? Voodoo Child By Jimmi Hendrix&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU A GOOD STUDENT? lazy but if I like the subject I tend to do better.&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU A GOOD DRIVER? usually but I have no sense of direction&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU GOOD AT SPORTS? I am not athletic at all.&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU DEEP SLEEPER? I could be killed in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU COLLECT ANYTHING? bandanas and hats&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU LIKE TO SING? yes&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU LIKE TO SHOP: if I got money.&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU LIKE TO PARTY: I am not to big of a party animal but I go out sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU HAVE ANYTHING PIERCED? nope and dont plan to.&lt;br /&gt;WOULD YOU KILL SOMEONE YOU DIDN'T KNOW FOR 15 BILLION DOLLARS? what do you know something?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THREE THINGS WOULD YOU TAKE FROM YOUR ROOM IF YOU RAN AWAY? bible from my uncle that died in Veitnam, buddha statue, and something in a rush.&lt;br /&gt;CAREER? Hopefully, an Actor but I will work crew.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ARE YOUR NICKNAMES? Buddha, pyscho, Homicidal Teddy Bear, and anthing involving the word "big"(big poppa, big man, etc...).&lt;br /&gt;BONUS QUESTION!!!... IF YOU WERE IN LOVE WITH SOMEONE AND IT WOULD HURT THEM IF THEY FOUND OUT, WOULD YOU TELL THEM? yes&lt;br /&gt;PUT A BODY PART ON FIRE FOR AMUSEMENT? not yet&lt;br /&gt;SKINNY DIPPED? yes&lt;br /&gt;FLASHED SOMEONE? oh god yes.&lt;br /&gt;PLAYED STRIP POKER? yes&lt;br /&gt;BEEN IN A PHYSICAL FIGHT? yes but it was quick&lt;br /&gt;BEEN IN LOVE? yes&lt;br /&gt;RODE IN A POLICE CAR? both in front and back&lt;br /&gt;BEEN ON A PLANE? yes&lt;br /&gt;COME CLOSE TO DYING? yes &lt;br /&gt;SWAM IN THE OCEAN? no&lt;br /&gt;BEEN HURT EMOTIONALLY? yes&lt;br /&gt;BEEN TO AN AMUSEMENT PARK? many parks &lt;br /&gt;KEPT A SECRET FROM PEOPLE?  yes&lt;br /&gt;CRIED DURING A MOVIE? yes&lt;br /&gt;BEEN ON STAGE? many times&lt;br /&gt;HAD CHICKEN POX? yes&lt;br /&gt;HAD STITCHES? not yet&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE VEGETABLE? carrot&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE FAST FOOD/RESTAURANT? Hong Hing (Chineese all you can eat), Donand Millies(greasiest burgers on the planet)&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE MEAT? pepperoni&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE CANDY? Cookies and Cream Hershey's&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE MOVIE? Monty Python's Life of Brian&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE TV SHOW? Monty Python's Flying Circus(are we seeing a pattern)&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE PLACE TO VISIT? Colorado( Ilkae sitting on mountains and just staring off into the heavens&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE SPORTS? Football &lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE NON-ALCOHOLIC DRINK/POP? Diet Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE ALCOHOLIC DRINK (IF YOU HAVE ANY)? Jack if I can afford it, bud light bottles if I can't.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE NUMBER? 69 or 00&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE FLOWER? Venus Fly Trap&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE BRAND OF SHOES? Rebook / new balance&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE PERFUME/COLOGNE? deoderant&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE SHAMPOO? Suave&lt;br /&gt;DAY/NIGHT? Night&lt;br /&gt;SUMMER/WINTER? Fall&lt;br /&gt;LACE/SATIN? are you tring to suduce me?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE CARTOON CHARACTER? Taz (Marvin the martian close 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE FOOD? Pasta&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE SUBJECT? Theatre&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE FRUIT/VEGETABLE JUICE? Orange&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE PERSON TO TALK TO? Kate&lt;br /&gt;IN THE LAST 24 HOURS HAVE YOU... CRIED? no&lt;br /&gt;IN THE LAST 24 HOURS HAVE YOU... WORN A SKIRT? no&lt;br /&gt;IN THE LAST 24 HOURS HAVE YOU... MET SOMEONE NEW? yes &lt;br /&gt;IN THE LAST 24 HOURS HAVE YOU... CLEANED YOUR ROOM? yes&lt;br /&gt;IN THE LAST 24 HOURS HAVE YOU... DONE LAUNDRY? just jeans&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN... YOURSELF? yes&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN... FRIENDS? yes&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN... FAMILY? yes&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN... SANTA CLAUS? no&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN... TOOTH FAIRY? no&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN... DESTINY/FATE? more in Karma&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN... ANGELS? I belive in spirts, I just dont belive that any spirt is better or holier than another.&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN... GOD? I belive in a creator just not a white man with a beard who judges us.&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN... SATAN/DEMONS? satan not really, demons:see angels&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN... GHOSTS? see angels&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND? no&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ARE YOU WEARING? clothes silly&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU LIKE ANYONE? well I like him but I dont think &lt;strong&gt;he likes&lt;/strong&gt;, likes me.&lt;br /&gt;WHO'S YOUR LOUDEST FRIEND? that would be me.&lt;br /&gt;WHO'S YOUR SHYEST FRIEND? Jimmy&lt;br /&gt;WHO'S YOUR WEIRDEST FRIEND? If they are friends with me they qualify for disability.&lt;br /&gt;A FRIEND THAT YOU HAVEN'T SEEN IN AWHILE: Bacon&lt;br /&gt;WHEN HAVE YOU CRIED THE MOST? when my grandpa died&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THE WORST FEELING? guilt&lt;br /&gt;WHO WILL RESPOND TO THIS EMAIL THE FASTEST? they will post on the blog like I am, so I have no Idea&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU WANT YOUR FRIENDS TO FILL THIS OUT AND SEND IT TO YOU? see above answer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-110482077452956973?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/110482077452956973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=110482077452956973' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110482077452956973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110482077452956973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/01/another-survey.html' title='Another survey'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-110471847689410742</id><published>2005-01-02T20:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T20:15:08.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW SIDE PROJECT</title><content type='html'>well I purchased a calender tht is full of George Carlin bits so now after my attempt to post things in the hallways, I will now go ONLINE. I will hopefully post daily the bit for the day. It may just be enough wisdom or WTF material for you to take daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Center&gt;&lt;a href="http://gcwow.blogspot.com/"&gt;George Carlin's Words of Wisdom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-110471847689410742?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/110471847689410742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=110471847689410742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110471847689410742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110471847689410742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-side-project_02.html' title='NEW SIDE PROJECT'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-110412879041170802</id><published>2004-12-24T01:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T20:26:04.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'>X-MAS 2004</title><content type='html'>Well it is X-mas and frankly it was a little surreal. Well first I finished the week of buying presents for others and  on behalf of others. Then it is Christmas night and as a complete surprise, we ended dinner with a bottle of Captain Morgan now this is the thing, I am 20, and my sister is 16. They offered us drinks my sister stopped after a sip of it but of course in a bold move in the eyes of my parents I commence to finish not only mine but my my sisters regular sized glasses of straight Rum. Then we opened presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DDR Extreme&lt;br /&gt;Big Dog Shirt&lt;br /&gt;Jeans &lt;br /&gt;CD of "Rick and Bubba Radio Show"&lt;br /&gt;$25 blockbuster card&lt;br /&gt;Book full of Jeff Foxworthy "Redneck" Jokes&lt;br /&gt;pillow&lt;br /&gt;10 in 1 multi tool&lt;br /&gt;and stuff that I forgot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all it was a good X-mas until the disscusions began. (see &lt;em&gt;You Wont Have Eric Green to Kick Around Anymore&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-110412879041170802?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/110412879041170802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=110412879041170802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110412879041170802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110412879041170802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2004/12/x-mas-2004.html' title='X-MAS 2004'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-110413050010298640</id><published>2004-12-24T01:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T00:55:00.103-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You Wont Have Eric Green to Kick Around Anymore</title><content type='html'>Well it I am here to make the anouncement that I Eric will no longer be attending Wayne State College Effective on X-mas EVE 2004. I will now commence to adress everyone on an individual basis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate: You have been almost better than a sister to me. I wish nothing but sucess to you in everything that you do. IF you start that Community Theatre, I will be the first actor there. I wish you best of Luck with Mark. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Hey man. you are a lucky person to have the brain, the talent and the mindset. I hope you also get to do what you want for a living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenner: You are one of the collest guys that I meet this year so dont Changea damn thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy: You have been the coolest roomate I have had in Wayne since I have been there. (you can ask Kate)I hope you can enjoy youre single room, at least for the first few weeks you got. before you will undoubtly moved in to a different room some how by Aaron Gay. PS if I accedentyl forget something there or accidentaly take something of yours just tell me it will be an excuse to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theatre Dept.: I am ina great debt to every one there. I will forever remeber everyone there. Eric Adams, Adam Hansen, Slow Bill, and Mark. In My opinion YOU are the future of the Department. I will see you all on the 16&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother wants my to completely sever all ties with WSC. but to me it is just like asking me to cut off my limbs. I may say this again: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO MATTER WHERE I GET MY DEGREE, I WAS TAUGHT AT WSC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-110413050010298640?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/110413050010298640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=110413050010298640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110413050010298640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110413050010298640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2004/12/you-wont-have-eric-green-to-kick.html' title='You Wont Have Eric Green to Kick Around Anymore'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-110319680896501725</id><published>2004-12-16T05:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T05:33:28.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Congrats Man</title><content type='html'>So its around 5:30 in the morning and I am listening to Bill Hicks (If you don't know him, find him). Anyway I am just combing over the little bitty parts of my brain and just slap it up on the board. First and foremost I just want to say that I am impressed with Jimmy's Blog(link at the left). I am his roommate and I have seen the improvements and additions to his blog and considering the guy had to look at a book to know how to put in an image in, to now putting in Java and finally, and this is the most impressive his categories section in his link bar. This required him to link to a page that had links to every post about a certain subject. He has a pretty big blog but if you want to look at something specific in his life you can find it easier. I would do that right now but it is a lot of effort and i don't have enough posts about similar subjects so I won't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-110319680896501725?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/110319680896501725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=110319680896501725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110319680896501725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110319680896501725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2004/12/congrats-man.html' title='Congrats Man'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-110292699471603479</id><published>2004-12-13T02:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T02:48:25.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Death Clock Results</title><content type='html'> So I was bored and I tried an old Website I used to go to call Deathclock.com and tried out all the options. Now this web site is runn by a fitness magazine so I am assumming even these numbers are slightly lower than they should be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as needed info all you need to know is your BMI (if you dont know it just know your height and weight it will give your BMI. and your date of birth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as far as my info:&lt;br /&gt;DOB: JULY 13, 1984&lt;br /&gt;SEX: MALE&lt;br /&gt;BMI: 40&lt;br /&gt;Smoking Status: Non-smoker&lt;br /&gt;and I changed the mode so I got four different results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Outlook      |  Date of Death               | Age of Death  | years to live &lt;br /&gt;    Optimistic   |  Monday, June 17, 2075       |     91        |      71&lt;br /&gt;    Normal       |  Friday, April 24, 2054      |     70        |      50&lt;br /&gt;    Pessimistic  |  Thursday, February 17, 2033 |     49        |      29&lt;br /&gt;    Sadistic     |  Wednesday, April 24, 2019   |     35        |      15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scary isnt it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-110292699471603479?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/110292699471603479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=110292699471603479' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110292699471603479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110292699471603479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2004/12/death-clock-results.html' title='Death Clock Results'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-110244295102834045</id><published>2004-12-07T14:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T02:42:17.833-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grammy Nominees</title><content type='html'>I will preface this by saying that I don't know dick about music. I will repeat that I DON'T KNOW DICK ABOUT MUSIC. So if you don't like what I say that is why. I just wanted to comment on the Grammy nominations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Record of the Year: &lt;br /&gt;"Let's Get It Started" The Black Eyed Peas&lt;br /&gt;"Here We Go Again" Ray Charles and Norah Jones&lt;br /&gt;"American Idiot" Green Day&lt;br /&gt;"Heaven," Los Lonely Boys&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah!" Usher featuring Lil' Jon and Ludacris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;EM&gt;If I got to choose: &lt;strong&gt;Heaven&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think will win: &lt;strong&gt;Here We Go Again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments:&lt;br /&gt;I think if you cant have the original it shouldn't win(that takes out the BEP keep it "Lets Get Retarded") and I liked "Hey Mama" better. I haven't actually heard "Here We Go Again" but I think that will win because lets face it Ray Charles and Norah Jones cant really miss Grammy wise.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album of the Year:&lt;br /&gt;"Genius Loves Company" Ray Charles and Various Artists&lt;br /&gt;"American Idiot" Green Day&lt;br /&gt;"The Diary of Alicia Keys" Alicia Keys&lt;br /&gt;"Confessions" Usher&lt;br /&gt;"The College Dropout" Kanye West&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;EM&gt;If I got to choose: &lt;strong&gt;The College Dropout&lt;/strong&gt; w/ &lt;strong&gt;American Idiot&lt;/strong&gt; close second&lt;br /&gt;I think will win: &lt;strong&gt;Confessions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments:&lt;br /&gt;I love the fact that you really cant pick a single song from the dropout that stands out because the album is fantastic as a whole. How ever I believe that they will focus on sales for this one which will give it to Usher.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of the Year:&lt;br /&gt;"Daughters" John Mayer (John Mayer)&lt;br /&gt;"If I Ain't Got You" Alicia Keys (Alicia Keys)&lt;br /&gt;"Jesus Walks" C. Smith and Kanye West (Kanye West)&lt;br /&gt;"Live Like You Were Dying" Tim Nichols and Craig Wiseman (Tim McGraw)&lt;br /&gt;"The Reason" Daniel Estrin and Douglas Robb (Hoobastank)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;EM&gt;If I got to choose: &lt;strong&gt;If I Ain't Got You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think will win: &lt;strong&gt;Live Like You Were Dying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments:&lt;br /&gt;I hated the video, but every time it is on the radio I cant help but sing it, but usually a  Country Artist takes at least one category so I think that this is it.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Artist:&lt;br /&gt;Los Lonely Boys&lt;br /&gt;Maroon 5&lt;br /&gt;Joss Stone&lt;br /&gt;Kanye West&lt;br /&gt;Gretchen Wilson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;EM&gt;If I got to choose: &lt;strong&gt;Joss Stone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think will win: &lt;strong&gt;Maroon 5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments:&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I don't think that they will give this to a hip hop artist. I am all about Joss stone, I love her voice. And it is amazing coming out of her mouth. But with songs like "This Love" and "She will be Loved"(which I like if you take out the chorus) I think it is sown up for Maroon 5.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pop Vocal Album:&lt;br /&gt;"Genius Loves Company" Ray Charles and Various Artists&lt;br /&gt;"Feels Like Home" Norah Jones&lt;br /&gt;"Afterglow" Sarah McLachlan&lt;br /&gt;"Mind, Body and Soul" Joss Stone&lt;br /&gt;"Brian Wilson Presents Smile" Brian Wilson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;EM&gt;If I got to choose: &lt;strong&gt;Mind, Body and Soul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think will win: &lt;strong&gt;any one of these&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments:&lt;br /&gt;This one is too close to call I am thinking that any of these artists are extremely "Grammy friendly" and as I said before I am all about Joss Stone.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock Album:&lt;br /&gt;"The Delivery Man" Elvis Costello and the Imposters&lt;br /&gt;"American Idiot" Green Day&lt;br /&gt;"The Reason" Hoobastank&lt;br /&gt;"Hot Fuss" the Killers&lt;br /&gt;"Contraband" Velvet Revolver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;EM&gt;If I got to choose: &lt;strong&gt;American Idiot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think will win: &lt;strong&gt;The Delivery Man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments:&lt;br /&gt;For those who scoff I have two words for you: JETHRO TULL&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R&amp;B Album:&lt;br /&gt;"My Everything" Anita Baker&lt;br /&gt;"I Can't Stop" Al Green&lt;br /&gt;"The Diary of Alicia Keys" Alicia Keys&lt;br /&gt;"Musicology" Prince&lt;br /&gt;"Beautifully Human: Words and Sounds Vol. 2" Jill Scott &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;EM&gt;If I got to choose: &lt;strong&gt;I Can't Stop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think will win: &lt;strong&gt;Musicology or The Diary of Alicia Keys &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments:&lt;br /&gt;there is a saying if you cant make love to Al Green, Quit trying to make love. But this will be a very hard one to crack but I think that record sales will determined this and Musicology sales are inflated.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rap Album:&lt;br /&gt;"To the 5 Boroughs" Beastie Boys&lt;br /&gt;"The Black Album" Jay-Z&lt;br /&gt;"The DEFinition" LL Cool J&lt;br /&gt;"Suit" Nelly&lt;br /&gt;"The College Dropout" Kanye West&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;EM&gt;If I got to choose: &lt;strong&gt;The College Dropout&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think will win: &lt;strong&gt;The Black Album&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments:&lt;br /&gt;They're probably already making the plaque for this one. It is Jay's last album and Eminem is no where to be seen. But watch out for LL Cool J too.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Country Album:&lt;br /&gt;"Van Lear Rose" Loretta Lynn&lt;br /&gt;"Live Like You Were Dying" Tim McGraw&lt;br /&gt;"Tambourine" Tift Merritt&lt;br /&gt;"Be Here" Keith Urban&lt;br /&gt;"Here for the Party" Gretchen Wilson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;EM&gt;If I got to choose: &lt;strong&gt;Here for the Party&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think will win: &lt;strong&gt;Live Like You Were Dying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments: since Gretchen wont win new artist I think she should win his but Tim McGraw is like the Tom Hanks of the country scene.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latin Pop Album:&lt;br /&gt;"Amar Sin Mentiras" Marc Anthony&lt;br /&gt;"SinVerguenza" Bacilos&lt;br /&gt;"Pau-latina" Paulina Rubio&lt;br /&gt;"Diego Torres: MTV Unplugged" Diego Torres&lt;br /&gt;"El Rock De Mi Pueblo" Carlos Vives&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;EM&gt;If I got to choose: &lt;strong&gt;Diego Torres: MTV Unplugged&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think will win: &lt;strong&gt;Amar Sin Mentiras&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments: Marc Anthony will win because he can fuck JLo and there is no losing in that situation.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be back after the Grammys to check this. I am not saying I am going to be right about any of these but what the hell this what these are for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-110244295102834045?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/110244295102834045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=110244295102834045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110244295102834045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110244295102834045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2004/12/grammy-nominees.html' title='Grammy Nominees'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-110244649534355334</id><published>2004-12-07T13:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T02:39:49.206-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey Time</title><content type='html'>01. First grade teacher's name: Mrs Tong&lt;br /&gt;02. Last person you kissed: My mother&lt;br /&gt;03. Last word you said: Said&lt;br /&gt;04. Last song you sang: "What it's Like" by Everlast (I sang it on the toilet)&lt;br /&gt;05. Last person you hugged: Kate&lt;br /&gt;06. Last thing you laughed at: Janet in Stagecraft&lt;br /&gt;07. Last time you said Hmm: just after asking the question&lt;br /&gt;08. What's in your CD player: nothing right now but you can have a nice dukes mixture in there&lt;br /&gt;09. What socks are you wearing: white ankle socks that I got for $5&lt;br /&gt;10. What's under your bed: I sleep on the floor&lt;br /&gt;11. Current Tastes: salty mixed with a bit of sweet, and some how I am tasting bitterness. &lt;br /&gt;12. Current hair style: however the hell I wake up.&lt;br /&gt;13. Current clothes: A white Laramie project shirt, black windpants, white socks, black shoes&lt;br /&gt;14. Current Job: Theatre Technician On-campus Temp jobs Off-Campus&lt;br /&gt;15. Current longing: happiness&lt;br /&gt;16. Current desktop picture: I scanned my face, so it looks like I was pressed up against the screen.&lt;br /&gt;17. Current worry: if I will be back for next semester, then if I can pay for it&lt;br /&gt;18. Current hate: I am not liking my parents right now.&lt;br /&gt;19. Story behind your username: I am known by many nicknames two of them are "Buddha" and "bubba" so I added them as a nice parradox. and if you knew me it would make since.&lt;br /&gt;20. Current favorite article of clothing: I have over thirty bandanas&lt;br /&gt;21. Favorite physical feature of the opposite sex: eyes that is why i have a hard time looking into your eyes when I first met you.&lt;br /&gt;22. Last CD you bought: &lt;em&gt;Wicked&lt;/em&gt; - the musical&lt;br /&gt;23. Favorite place to be: marks room playing halo&lt;br /&gt;24. Least favorite place: my dorm room&lt;br /&gt;25. Time you wake up in the morning: crack of noon&lt;br /&gt;26. If you could play a new instrument, what would it be: accustic guitar&lt;br /&gt;27. When was the last time you surprised yourself: When paying DDR I got a AA on Kakumei &lt;br /&gt;28. Current favorite word/saying: "I am he, and he is me" I answer to "Are you Eric?" or "Is that Eric?"&lt;br /&gt;29. Favorite book: Why Not Me? by Al Franken&lt;br /&gt;30. Favorite Movie: too many to answer (Monty Python is a safe bet)&lt;br /&gt;31. Favorite Songs: Thugz mansion (Acoustic) by 2Pac ft Nas; La vie Bohem from &lt;em&gt;RENT&lt;/em&gt;; She Wont Let Me... by Afroman; Popular from &lt;em&gt;Wicked&lt;/em&gt;; Voodoo Child by Jimi Hendrix, and many other ones too numerous to mention.&lt;br /&gt;32. Favorite Artists: I like everyone. I like any dancehall artists, hip hop, R&amp;B, I am digging Gretchen Wilson, Eminem, and Uncle Kracker &lt;br /&gt;33. One person from your past you wish you could go back and talk to: My grandpa&lt;br /&gt;34. Favorite day: ones that end in Y&lt;br /&gt;35. Where do you want to go: To New York to be able to live there.&lt;br /&gt;36. What is your career going to be like: hope fully an actor on Stage if not then stripper(Afronova)&lt;em&gt;note the post titled oh the motion the sweet motion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. How many kids do you want: none&lt;br /&gt;38. What kind of car will you have: all I know is it will probably be a hybrid &lt;br /&gt;39. Type a line you remember from any book: "it was the best of times, it was the worst of times"&lt;br /&gt;40. If you could have sex with any one, who?: not gonna answer that one.&lt;br /&gt;41. Eye Color: blue&lt;br /&gt;42. Hair Color: calico&lt;br /&gt;43. Righty or Lefty: righty&lt;br /&gt;44. Zodiac Sign: Cancer&lt;br /&gt;45. Innie or Outtie: I have no choice but to have a innie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-110244649534355334?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/110244649534355334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=110244649534355334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110244649534355334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110244649534355334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2004/12/survey-time.html' title='Survey Time'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-110076012172218244</id><published>2004-11-18T01:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T02:37:16.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss my Vagina</title><content type='html'>I am noticing a lot of my friends having Vagina buttons. I know what they are for. But it makes me nostalgic, not when I had a vagina or anything like that. But when I had a vagina. I didn't own it like it was property. I owned as it was a haven for me. I was smart enough to know that at the moment we were together that no matter what happened in my life I had a person to be there that I could go insane in front of and then she would be able to calm me down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now more than ever I miss her I miss everything That she meant to me. Yeah I miss my Vagina, and her name was Sabrina.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-110076012172218244?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/110076012172218244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=110076012172218244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110076012172218244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110076012172218244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-miss-my-vagina.html' title='I miss my Vagina'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-110075966155008304</id><published>2004-11-18T01:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T02:36:05.283-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Friend Stina</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artconspiracy.com/conspiracy_physical_gallery.asp?id=2144116883"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Gallery of Riot Girl&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a gallery of my friend Stina. She is a graduating senior with an art education major(she might correct me on that one). If you want a sneak peek at what she has in store for her gallery that is in Nordstrand on the second floor in Fine Arts. I would recommend visiting her. For if nothing else visit something a student does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-110075966155008304?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/110075966155008304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=110075966155008304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110075966155008304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110075966155008304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2004/11/my-friend-stina.html' title='My Friend Stina'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-110075848510178266</id><published>2004-11-18T01:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T02:35:10.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SO what the hell else is new</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't been posting much. I am not even sure I live in my room anymore. I know that is where I sleep most of the time but really it ain't my home. Also I am kinda pissed because for the first time in my poetic career that I am not going to the poetry slam. Also my parents. I am going to strangle them not because I am not a loving son and I am not in the mind set that I know that they hate me. It just that they had to use the F word: Failure. In my opinion there is nothing like the word Failure. It is not my fear but it is my regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry there is no happy ending to this. I just let out a lot of anger and aggression a piece of wood. i felt a little better but then I went back to my hole of anger and it always sits there to wait on your arrival.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-110075848510178266?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/110075848510178266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=110075848510178266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110075848510178266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/110075848510178266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2004/11/so-what-hell-else-is-new.html' title='SO what the hell else is new'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-109998146239161720</id><published>2004-11-09T01:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T00:31:15.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rules for living</title><content type='html'>01. When in doubt, select the chocolate flavor.&lt;br /&gt;02. When establishing discipline for your child, reserve the harshest punishment for lying.&lt;br /&gt;03. The time spent in obtaining the right tool always pays off.&lt;br /&gt;04. Never judge a moral code by the behavior of those who don't fully comply with it.&lt;br /&gt;05. Start all screws before tightening any.&lt;br /&gt;06. When something goes wrong in an organization, blame the leadership.&lt;br /&gt;07. Marriage really begins when you start having sex. Don't marry a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;08. Never have more than one relationship at a time with any person.&lt;br /&gt;09. If you cannot stop at just one drink, accept that for you the only safe number is zero.&lt;br /&gt;10. Pay cash or do without.&lt;br /&gt;11. Always keep your word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-109998146239161720?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/109998146239161720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=109998146239161720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/109998146239161720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/109998146239161720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2004/11/rules-for-living.html' title='Rules for living'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-109987453433320640</id><published>2004-11-07T18:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T02:33:06.496-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Its sad because its true</title><content type='html'>I am just going to post this because I saw it on biskuit's blog. I am a person who is just fine watching video games being played by someone else. And I am not a big fan of playing RPGs. I am usually the man going on line looking for the FAQ. It is a very long list but if you got the time and a pretty vast recollection of RPGs it is pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://project-apollo.net/text/rpg.html" target="new"&gt;The Grand List Of Console Role Playing Game Clichés&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-109987453433320640?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/109987453433320640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=109987453433320640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/109987453433320640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/109987453433320640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2004/11/its-sad-because-its-true.html' title='Its sad because its true'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-109971793323214965</id><published>2004-11-05T22:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T12:12:53.016-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Election 2004</title><content type='html'>So Bush won and frankly I am speechless. I was hoping that the American public would listen to what they were actually saying to each other. I know I live in a college town and maybe that is why but all I was hearing form people were "How the fuck did we elect this man in the first place?" Well frankly who the fuck were they voting for? Cause some how, in my opinion, the seemingly dumbest man in the political system, seemed to get 51% of this nation to vote for him. The only way I see it is one of a couple reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  They want to see how Bush finishes this nice sand box shuffle we like to call the War in Iraq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. They voted Republican because they registered as a Republican, and fuck if they change their minds and seem like a "flip-flopper" so they can't vote democrat because we are all painted red or blue aren't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. They were afraid that Kerry is soft on defense and a "flip-flopper". Because right now we are in a great little slice of fucking heaven under Bush now. Aren't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Our parents always told us to vote republican. If that is the case guess why your parents vote republican. We can go all the way back to things like the civil rights movement and we know how republicans thought of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 You voted for Nader, and in my book you voted for Bush. Don't give me that "I hate Bush and Kerry" crap. Do you really think that Nader had a snowball's chance in hell? When I asked people who said that they wrote in Nader because I lived in a State where he wasn't on the ballot(that way it had to be a real effort to vote for him)who would you vote for out of the two party candidates? Almost all said that they would vote for Kerry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that he is going to be our leader for probably the next 4 years and I will treat his election like he told me to treat the attacks on 9/11: I will carry on with the same beliefs I had before the terrible day. I will continue to believe that marriage should be about love not gender. God doesn't need money or a place in politics. I will believe that peace should be the first step before jumping into war. And finally that BUSH IS STILL THE #1 DUMBEST FUCK IN THE COUNTRY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-109971793323214965?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/109971793323214965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=109971793323214965' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/109971793323214965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/109971793323214965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2004/11/election-2004_05.html' title='Election 2004'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-109902855910214069</id><published>2004-10-29T01:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T02:28:56.503-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Well just who the hell do I think I am?</title><content type='html'>I am taking various Surveys from Various websites: I will adding things to this blog so keep checking it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbspot.com/News/2004/10/extension_quiz.php"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bbspot.com/Images/News_Features/2004/10/file_extensions/gif.jpg" width="300" height="90" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Which File Extension are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bbspot.com/News/2003/01/os_quiz.php"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bbspot.com/Images/News_Features/2003/01/os_quiz/amiga.jpg" width="300" height="90" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Which OS are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bbspot.com/News/2004/04/nigerian_quiz.php"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bbspot.com/Images/News_Features/2004/04/scammer/musa_ibrahim.jpg" width="300" height="90" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Which Nigerian spammer are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-109902855910214069?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/109902855910214069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=109902855910214069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/109902855910214069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/109902855910214069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2004/10/well-just-who-hell-do-i-think-i-am.html' title='Well just who the hell do I think I am?'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-109861208624047577</id><published>2004-10-24T04:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T02:27:51.926-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If you are going to cover a song, DON'T FUCK IT UP, please.</title><content type='html'>I never thought that Brittney Spears was a great songstress. And I like all types of music, goofier the better, so it takes a lot to screw up something for me. So now I must tip my hat to Mrs.(or Miss, hell who can tell anymore) Spears for screwing up the one thing of bobby brown I had left to cling to. If you don’t know what I am talking about the little lady has done a cover of “My Prerogative” by Bobby Brown. Now I like seeing her roll around and grind random furniture as much as the next red blooded male but, shit, stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also while typing this I saw a commercial for Hall and Oates’ that right I said it HALL AND OATES’ new album “Our Kind of Soul” in which they do covers of there favorite R&amp;B songs the one that truly disturbs me is the cover of Barry White’s “Cant get Enough of Your Love” does any one else feel like rioting because NOW we have a cause.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-109861208624047577?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/109861208624047577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=109861208624047577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/109861208624047577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/109861208624047577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2004/10/if-you-are-going-to-cover-song-dont.html' title='If you are going to cover a song, DON&apos;T FUCK IT UP, please.'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-109861115343997456</id><published>2004-10-24T04:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T02:26:49.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the motion... OH THE SWEET MOTION!!!!</title><content type='html'>I play DDR* on a regular basis and I am a fairly large individ...HELL I'M FAT. And that makes a lot of sense to play DDR* because you lose weight and it is a fun exercise so I wear pretty light clothing to start with. I have done this without a shirt, in my tighty-whities, and now ladies and gentlemen I have gone the full Monty. YES, MY FRIENDS, I HAVE PLAYED DANCE DANCE REVOLUTION* WEARING NOTHING BUT SOCKS. Another fun thing is that in workout mode which I played it keep track of the calories in which I lost and then equates them to swimming, jumping rope, and jogging. I realized that in my dorm room I just streaked for one mile. I didn't pay attention to laps skinny dipped.(I didn't think it was important. I actually striped in song sections and sure enough the first song that I had to start naked was called Afronova Revenge which is one of the fastest songs with a lot of jumping involved with it so needless to say there was a lot of necessary and unnecessary motion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* now for those who haven&amp;#146;t realized what this game is DDR is a game based on music in which you are standing on a pad on the floor or platform in an arcade in which the player has to step on specific arrows on their &amp;#147;dance pads&amp;#148; to the beat of the music. If you go to a larger arcade of even movie theater arcade they might have a DDR game just look for the people who are grouped together staring at what appears to be a gigantic speaker blaring techno or trance house music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-109861115343997456?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/109861115343997456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=109861115343997456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/109861115343997456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/109861115343997456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2004/10/oh-motion-oh-sweet-motion.html' title='Oh the motion... OH THE SWEET MOTION!!!!'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-109816177457378559</id><published>2004-10-18T23:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T02:24:39.493-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SAW IT AND THOUGHT IT WAS FUNNY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://a799.g.akamai.net/3/799/388/58c11305b064ed/www.msnbc.com/comics/comics/bo041016.gif"&gt;The Boondocks by Aaron Mc Gruder&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love this comic because it is pretty balanced and funy. This one is especally touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just put up the link because it is screwing with my sidebar and I am too lazy to adjust the template.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-109816177457378559?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/109816177457378559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=109816177457378559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/109816177457378559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/109816177457378559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2004/10/saw-it-and-thought-it-was-funny.html' title='SAW IT AND THOUGHT IT WAS FUNNY'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-109774728688575907</id><published>2004-10-14T04:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T02:23:32.506-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NU Football and Marriage</title><content type='html'>So any way its homecoming week/end and frankly I have even less school spirit than that which I leave in loose floating piles in the toilet. I just feel like it is hard to have school spirit about a team that if we win, we get drunk, and if we lose, well, we just get drunk. I call that a win-win situation. And even as we speak someone, somewhere, is calling Bo Pellini and asking him to come back and coach at good ole Nebraska U. OH PSI FUCK NEBRASKA FOOTBALL. I DON'T CARE ANYMORE. I DON'T CARE ANYMORE I DON'T CARE ANYMORE I DON'T CARE ANYMORE I DON'T CARE ANYMORE I DON'T CARE ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I had to get that out of my system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now my true tangent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as I was watching the Debates(3rd one specifically) I was on the phone with someone because I cant give my full attention to politics. I then noticed the question &lt;em&gt;Is homosexuality a choice? &lt;/em&gt;To which my screamed a resounding NO YOU DIPSHITS AND IF YOU ACTUALLY GAVE A DAMN YOU WOULD KNOW THAT!!!! And if someone ever says that the "DOMA" laws are to protect the sanctity of marriage, I have two words for you Brittney Fuckin Spears. At a point when she can go to Vegas and act like this precious ceremony between two loving and caring individuals like a spring break in Cancun. Or couples that stay together for a couple of days then marry and then break up in a couple of months. Then my idea of marriage in no longer defensible. No we cant have two men or two women express their love of many many years in a ceremony in a church with a pastor. For fuck sake I know of a man who married his car. I am really thinking of at least trying to be ordained to do nothing else but to specialize in same sex ceremonies. I think then love will truly mean what the DOMA FREAKS are trying to "defend"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-109774728688575907?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/109774728688575907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=109774728688575907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/109774728688575907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/109774728688575907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2004/10/nu-football-and-marriage.html' title='NU Football and Marriage'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-109746129799131471</id><published>2004-10-10T21:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T02:17:45.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I already don't like this</title><content type='html'>So yeah I am already going slowly even more insane with the damn blog. I cant tell what changes I really made because it has some kinda time delay. I trying to see real time changes and  so if this looks like shit blame, Blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-109746129799131471?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/109746129799131471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=109746129799131471' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/109746129799131471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/109746129799131471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-already-dont-like-this.html' title='I already don&apos;t like this'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648564.post-109731265918910501</id><published>2004-10-09T04:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T02:16:50.666-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Well hell ain't this some shit</title><content type='html'>Okay this is my first post, so who the hell knows where this little trip is going to take us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648564-109731265918910501?l=buddhabubba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/feeds/109731265918910501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8648564&amp;postID=109731265918910501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/109731265918910501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648564/posts/default/109731265918910501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhabubba.blogspot.com/2004/10/well-hell-aint-this-some-shit.html' title='Well hell ain&apos;t this some shit'/><author><name>Homicidal Teddy Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834988944137507480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.geocities.com/ericsavatar/avatar2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
