<?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-3602201</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:48:23.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rants of Mister P</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;b&gt;This keeps my blood pressure within reason...&lt;/b&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>572</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-8877183911560504906</id><published>2008-03-14T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T00:29:25.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Going Back DownOh My God my worst elevator nightmare came true. I had to go down to the first floor to check my mail. When I stepped in the elevator, two old biddies were already inside. Which is fine, I don't have anything against biddies, young or old. We stopped on the 8th floor and an old man came on pushing a stroller with what I assume was his granddaughter. But rather than making room for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/8877183911560504906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=8877183911560504906&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/8877183911560504906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/8877183911560504906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2008/03/going-back-down-oh-my-god-my-worst.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-6210137479081729028</id><published>2008-03-06T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T14:56:10.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Going DownThe elevators in my building have been undergoing renovations,  and the first one reopened yesterday. It has fancy new buttons and shiny new LEDs showing each floor. And the elevator actually stops dead even at each floor- there's none of that 1/2" gap that makes you trip when you step out. This is all well and good, but they added another feature as well: it talks.The elevator (I'll </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/6210137479081729028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=6210137479081729028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/6210137479081729028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/6210137479081729028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2008/03/going-down-elevators-in-my-building.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-5845911952123643972</id><published>2008-02-26T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T17:25:09.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vacuums Suck, Part IIFive years ago, I bought a new vacuum. I've hated it ever since. It very clearly says that it uses Hoover "Y" bags, but I swear to you the bags don't fit. Every time I have to change the bag I have to twist and contort it to try to cram it on to the pipe thingy. And the "bag bucket" doesn't always lock in place which leaves a gap and ruins the suction.My mother, who uses the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/5845911952123643972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=5845911952123643972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/5845911952123643972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/5845911952123643972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2008/02/vacuums-suck-part-ii-five-years-ago-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-8979336346491905137</id><published>2008-02-22T12:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T12:49:20.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Makes Me LaughIs it just me, or does anyone else find this sign a little offensive?It's like "OK crips, if I can't park in your parking spaces then you'd better stay the hell out of mine!"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/8979336346491905137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=8979336346491905137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/8979336346491905137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/8979336346491905137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2008/02/makes-me-laugh-is-it-just-me-or-does.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-9177667798693968647</id><published>2008-02-03T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T23:41:31.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SuperbowlIs it possible that the best part of the Superbowl was actually... The Game?! We had the underdog Jersey Giants (that's right, you heard me, Jersey) coming from behind in the last minutes to win it. It's like something you'd see in movie. So was there anything more interesting than that? Well let's see. There was the halftime show with... Tom Petty? Are they serious? Didn't he die like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/9177667798693968647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=9177667798693968647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/9177667798693968647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/9177667798693968647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2008/02/superbowl-is-it-possible-that-best-part.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-9077978992413912931</id><published>2007-12-27T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T15:03:10.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gee, Thanks MomMy mother mailed me a clipping from our small home-town newspaper. It was a photo of a guy I went to high school with being sworn in as Township Manager. My mom told me "I thought you'd enjoy seeing the picture because he's bald too!"Thanks.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/9077978992413912931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=9077978992413912931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/9077978992413912931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/9077978992413912931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/12/gee-thanks-mom-my-mother-mailed-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-2705127448744729311</id><published>2007-12-25T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T14:57:46.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Christmas MiracleThose who live in my neck of the woods are probably familiar with Porto's Bakery. It is known for two things: having yummy pastries and being an absolute madhouse. It is always packed, and loud, and chaotic. But if you are invited to someone's home, a box of goodies from Porto's makes a nice treat.Late afternoon Sunday I realized I had nothing to bring to my cousin's house for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/2705127448744729311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=2705127448744729311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/2705127448744729311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/2705127448744729311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-miracle-those-who-live-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-4378706698222761792</id><published>2007-12-17T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T22:53:40.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling a DraftThe President of one of our divisions (R.R.) had to do an unexpected teleconference today. I am not in his direct chain-of-command, but he would essentially by my boss' boss' boss' boss. The person who normally handles teleconferences was out so I, being one of the few people in the building familiar with the equipment, helped out. With this being one week before Christmas, I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/4378706698222761792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=4378706698222761792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/4378706698222761792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/4378706698222761792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/12/feeling-draft-president-of-one-of-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-5776384739817227658</id><published>2007-12-16T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T18:49:39.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I Feel Safer AlreadyThere was a mesage on my home answering machine: a security guard found my wallet in the garage. Sounds perfectly normal. I went down to front desk and told the guard "I got a message saying that someone found my wallet." I gave him my name and unit number. He asked me "do you have your ID?" I looked at him for a moment and explained, "no it's in my wallet."The light went on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/5776384739817227658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=5776384739817227658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/5776384739817227658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/5776384739817227658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-feel-safer-already-there-was-mesage.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-2242949290936060725</id><published>2007-12-14T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T14:49:43.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MySpace or Yours?I hate "social networking" sites. MySpace. Facebook. MSNsomethingorother. They are everything that is wrong with the internet. They are a spammer's fantasy come true: people intentionally go out an post personal information, and try to create as many links as possible with other people, interconnecting everyone's information for spammers to sweep up. And you may not even be aware</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/2242949290936060725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=2242949290936060725&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/2242949290936060725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/2242949290936060725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/12/myspace-or-yours-i-hate-social.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-7599072475591061380</id><published>2007-12-06T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T21:15:26.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I'm a RacistI usually spend Thanksgiving with my cousins. This year, they were invited to their neighbors' house and I tagged along. The family is black, and yes that is significant to the story.As we were starting to gather around the table, the daughter (in her late 20s) asked "what kind of music should I put on while we eat?" Someone said "just play what ever you normally listen to." She </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/7599072475591061380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=7599072475591061380&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/7599072475591061380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/7599072475591061380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-im-racist-i-usually-spend.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-2015702671935414430</id><published>2007-11-15T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T16:59:29.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Duck!Most people don't know this, but I once had the lead in the school play. That's right, I played the title character in Mrs. Sissick's kindergarten presentation of "Little White Duck". I remember many details about it: I remember being asked if I wanted the part. I remember my construction paper costume which consisted of a white hat with an orange bill and green eyes. I remember squatting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/2015702671935414430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=2015702671935414430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/2015702671935414430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/2015702671935414430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/10/duck-most-people-dont-know-this-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-3844737889858063464</id><published>2007-11-13T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T10:45:47.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Grieving Las VegasI'm very upset.For years, I have wanted to go to Vegas to watch them blow up an old hotel. The problem is I never knew ahead of time when they would have the implosion. I'd just be watching the news at home some night and see yet another hotel get demolished.Well I finally targeted a hotel demolition to watch. I knew the Frontier was being taken down, and last year I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/3844737889858063464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=3844737889858063464&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/3844737889858063464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/3844737889858063464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/11/grieving-las-vegas-im-very-upset.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-3707161575314100241</id><published>2007-11-12T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T11:28:47.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cable FableI was a happy DirecTV customer for about 6 years. I had a dual-tuner DirecTV Tivo and it was the shizzle. Unfotunately, DirecTV no longer supports Tivo; they force you to use their custom DVR. I have a Tivo blanket at home. I have a stuffed Tivo toy. I wear a Tivo lanyard all day at work. I want Tivo, not some generic knock-off. So I switched to cable TV.For the past 3 months, I had a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/3707161575314100241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=3707161575314100241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/3707161575314100241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/3707161575314100241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/11/cable-fable-i-was-happy-directv.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-8291085689462633408</id><published>2007-11-05T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T07:51:26.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eggciting HalloweenI spent Halloween at a friend's house helping them give out candy. Their street gets blocked off to traffic for a huge Halloween party. We have an official clicker to count the number of trick-or-treaters. This year it was 1,804. That's right, one-thousand, eight hundred and four individual kids.I had to park about 3 blocks away, and I had a bad vibe about it. My car was pretty</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/8291085689462633408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=8291085689462633408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/8291085689462633408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/8291085689462633408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/11/eggciting-halloween-i-spent-halloween.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-8275676536199259801</id><published>2007-11-02T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T12:50:51.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling BluMy boss told me about a super one-day-only sale at Wal-Mart: $99 for a  Toshiba HD-DVD player. At that price, how can you go wrong? Entry- level players are normally $199-$299. Although the format wars  continue, for $99 I was willing to pick a side.I was worried about the players selling out, so I tool an early lunch  and headed out to Wal-Mart. I was trying to decide which movie rent</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/8275676536199259801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=8275676536199259801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/8275676536199259801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/8275676536199259801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/11/feeling-blu-my-boss-told-me-about-super.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-6469372869343073880</id><published>2007-10-27T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T22:57:03.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Guitar ZeroOne of my favorite simple pleasures is getting the Sunday paper a day early. I only get it for the comics so I don't care about the news. I usually buy it on Saturday (like today), although sometimes I can get the weekend edition on Friday night which is even more amazing.  It makes me feel like I'm travelling through time.One of my worst simple annoyances is having to dig through the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/6469372869343073880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=6469372869343073880&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/6469372869343073880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/6469372869343073880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/10/guitar-zero-one-of-my-favorite-simple.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-1177795851779380612</id><published>2007-10-23T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T15:54:20.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No ParkingI live in a 20-story condo complex. One of the cornerstones of happy urban living is staking claim to a parking space. There is a big black market of parking spaces in our building, with people constantly posting signs "Looking For Parking Space"; "Parking Space for Rent". They are quite the commodity.I have two reserved spots in my garage. Mine. All mine. And it is not a perk I take </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/1177795851779380612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=1177795851779380612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/1177795851779380612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/1177795851779380612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/10/no-parking-i-live-in-20-story-condo.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-7147055419597311993</id><published>2007-10-21T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T22:39:46.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>War Is HellDutch and Danielle wanted to come over to watch Transformers this weekend. Dutch suggested that I rent the Blu-ray version; we had a PS3 we could borrow and we could watch the movie in glorious high-definition on my new flat-screen TV. Brilliant idea. I went to Blockbuster only to discover that Transformers wasn't released on Blu-ray, only DVD and HD-DVD. Blockbuster doesn't even rent </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/7147055419597311993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=7147055419597311993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/7147055419597311993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/7147055419597311993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/10/war-is-hell-dutch-and-danielle-wanted.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-5308386101574795266</id><published>2007-10-19T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T12:10:11.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Broken FlapperMy toiket has been broken for about 2 years. There is very slow leak in the tank, so every 25 minutes or slow the water level drops about a quarter inch. That's just enough to trigger the valve to fill the tank, and it pumps a few ounces of water back in. Repeat. 24/7/365. Drove me crazy at night at tmes when I'd hear it turning on again.I am not skilled around the house, but I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/5308386101574795266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=5308386101574795266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/5308386101574795266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/5308386101574795266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-broken-flapper-my-toiket-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-7333609394179974454</id><published>2007-10-18T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T13:55:34.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OK, OK, I Get ItOde to a Forgotten WebsiteRants of Mister PWhy are you forsaken?Though you do not run, do you not have feelings?Though you do not swim, can you not drown?Though you do not bike, when you’re cut, do you not bleed?How your anecdotes amused.How your stories entertained.Cold, Alone, in the Darkness.Crying.-di</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/7333609394179974454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=7333609394179974454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/7333609394179974454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/7333609394179974454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/10/ok-ok-i-get-it-ode-to-forgotten-website.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-4340992572798615848</id><published>2007-08-08T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T23:04:25.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happily Ever AfterI have my luggage.10 days after I arrived home to Los Angeles, the wonderful people at Delta Airlines delivered my bag. I have my laptop, my camera, my dirty underwear, everything.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/4340992572798615848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=4340992572798615848&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/4340992572798615848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/4340992572798615848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/08/happily-ever-after-i-have-my-luggage.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-1159565398149208071</id><published>2007-08-08T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T10:54:55.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Land of the LostIt's been about 10 days since I've seen my luggage. I don't think it's coming back.I have to fill out a "Passenger Property Loss Claim" with Delta. There are tons of restrictions. For starters, they won't cover any electronics at all. Period. If any item is more than $250 (like my eyeglasses) I need to show a receipt. Do you think I have a receipt for eyeglasses I bought 5 years </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/1159565398149208071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=1159565398149208071&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/1159565398149208071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/1159565398149208071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/08/land-of-lost-its-been-about-10-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-1576328413038107625</id><published>2007-08-03T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T15:56:50.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Now With Photo GoodnessYou can see random images of my life on my new "photostream." Man, do I hate those stupid internet words they keep making up. Whatever.http://www.flickr.com/photos/lifeofmisterp/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/1576328413038107625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=1576328413038107625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/1576328413038107625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/1576328413038107625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/08/now-with-photo-goodness-you-can-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-7785740247538948970</id><published>2007-08-01T14:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T14:32:03.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oceanic 815I called Delta Airlines today to speak with a human being about my lost luggage. the clueless representative had no information for me. None. I asked if should could tell me if my luggage made it on to the flight out of Albany; if it didn't, then at least I could send my cousin to the airport to look for it. Delta had no idea. She told me that bags are only scanned when they arrive at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/7785740247538948970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=7785740247538948970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/7785740247538948970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/7785740247538948970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/08/oceanic-815-i-called-delta-airlines.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-9187535115844561621</id><published>2007-07-31T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T09:30:57.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Eyes Have Had ItLet me tell you about the adventure my eyes are having this week.I wear glasses about 15 minutes a day; the rest of the day I wear contacts. I put on my glasses in the morning to get me into the shower and to give my eyes time to wake up before being shocked with the contacts. I then put my glasses on to get me back into bed at night. My glasses prescription is a few years out</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/9187535115844561621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=9187535115844561621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/9187535115844561621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/9187535115844561621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/07/eyes-have-had-it-let-me-tell-you-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-8250035207417762121</id><published>2007-07-30T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T23:59:40.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Emotional BaggageI spent the week on vacation back East. I had a pretty tight connection coming back through Atlanta. I made it; my luggage did not. Typically, this is not a big deal. The airline just sends your baggage on the next flight and it gets delivered to your home when it arrives. It's a bit of a nuisance, but that's all. In this case however, my bag is over 24 hours late. The airline </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/8250035207417762121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=8250035207417762121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/8250035207417762121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/8250035207417762121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/07/emotional-baggage-i-spent-week-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-6958970230572827878</id><published>2007-06-04T23:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T23:48:19.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Skeletons in the ClosetI have one of those walk-in closets that you can't walk in because it's so cluttered. I finally decided to try to clean it up a bit by buying some of those 12-gallon plastic storage bins. I got four of them to start, and the big decision was to figure out how to best organize my junk. Looking at all the stuff I had piled on the shelves and floor, I tried to pick the best </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/6958970230572827878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=6958970230572827878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/6958970230572827878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/6958970230572827878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/06/skeletons-in-closet-i-have-one-of-those.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-4078513093057289477</id><published>2007-05-24T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T00:20:58.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Contents Under PressureI have a high-stress project at work this week. I wanted to quantify just how stressful it was, so I brought my blood pressure meter into the office. (Yes, I have one.) As it turns out, today wasn't as bad as the last 2 days. I took my reading late in the afternoon.120 over 78. That's pretty darn good.I had to talk to somebody about another long-term project I'm working on.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/4078513093057289477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=4078513093057289477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/4078513093057289477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/4078513093057289477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/05/contents-under-pressure-i-have-high.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-6823675315177405427</id><published>2007-05-15T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T22:40:41.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Race LAThis weekend I did "Race LA", a race around Los Angeles based on the show "The Amazing Race". I'm going to be deliberately vague about where we went in case some of you decide to try it some day.In the race, we had 19 teams of 2. We were all given a clue consisting of a photograph and maybe a general area; for example, a clue might say "drive to this fountain in Pasadena." Then you would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/6823675315177405427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=6823675315177405427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/6823675315177405427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/6823675315177405427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/05/race-la-this-weekend-i-did-race-la-race.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-4237034963251791284</id><published>2007-04-19T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T00:32:19.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling UnluckySeveral years ago, I had a very turbulent flight coming home Las Vegas. The flight attendants apologized for the rough flight BEFORE WE TOOK OFF. Once we were airborne, even the flight attendants had to stay seated for the entre flight. Bumpy flights to/from Vegas are common because of the desert air and mountain ranges. After that, I swore off Vegas flying forever. I have probably</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/4237034963251791284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=4237034963251791284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/4237034963251791284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/4237034963251791284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/04/feeling-unlucky-several-years-ago-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-2503483884272433632</id><published>2007-03-29T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T23:31:53.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ticket Master DisasterWhen it comes to going to the movies, I am the Ticket Master. I make sure we get good seats in the theaters. I make sure we're on time. I put forth a lot of efort which many people take for granted to make sure we have the best movie-going experience possible. The only person who truly understands this art, and is even better than I am, is Travis.I am ashamed at the things I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/2503483884272433632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=2503483884272433632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/2503483884272433632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/2503483884272433632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/03/ticket-master-disaster-when-it-comes-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-2807313273252848534</id><published>2007-03-23T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T14:25:26.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ow, but not THAT OwI've had a plantars wart on my foot for several years. Last year, I had it removed. It grew back. A few months ago, I had it removed again. It grew back. I am now on my 3rd treatment. To recall, first the doctor gouges out the flesh with a scalpel, then he soaks it in flesh-eating acid for a week, then he freezes it with a liquid nitrogen gun - PFFFFFTTT! - to kill the virus </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/2807313273252848534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=2807313273252848534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/2807313273252848534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/2807313273252848534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/03/ow-but-not-that-ow-ive-had-plantars.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-4916385601732616158</id><published>2007-03-19T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T11:26:27.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SpamalotEverybody hates spam, but seriously: how often does it REALLY create a problem for you? You check your email, delete a few annoying Nigerian messages, and move on. This past week, my email started acting slow. I would check my mail, and the program would just sort of hang. It certainly couldn't be a problem with my Mac, so I assumed it was a temporary issue on the remote side. After </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/4916385601732616158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=4916385601732616158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/4916385601732616158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/4916385601732616158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/03/spamalot-everybody-hates-spam-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-606710551339907294</id><published>2007-03-13T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T16:21:05.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dirty Dirty SnowI spent a week skiing in Utah. Here are theTop Ten Ski Slope Names Which You Might Find in an Adult Video Store10. Big Stick9. First Temptation8. Climax7. Shauna's Secret6. Madam Annie's5. Organ Grinder4. Sam's Knob3. Norwegian Wood2. Beaver Slide1. Glory Hole</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/606710551339907294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=606710551339907294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/606710551339907294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/606710551339907294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/03/dirty-dirty-snow-i-spent-week-skiing-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116977508306212326</id><published>2007-01-25T17:30:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T17:31:23.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You have GOT to be kidding meBlades of GloryPlease, PLEASE, just...go...away.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116977508306212326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116977508306212326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116977508306212326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116977508306212326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/01/you-have-got-to-be-kidding-me-blades.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116925487009949027</id><published>2007-01-19T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T17:05:17.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Protecting AmericaAs part of my loan application process, I have to sign this "Patriot Act Information Disclosure". It seems that because of the Patriot Act, banks must now ask to see identification when opening an account.Now my question is this: what did we do BEFORE the Patriot Act? Could I have just gone into a bank and say "My name is Bill Gates and I'd like to borrow 10 million dollars"? I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116925487009949027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116925487009949027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116925487009949027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116925487009949027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/01/protecting-america-as-part-of-my-loan.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116906530499350435</id><published>2007-01-17T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T12:21:45.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Brokerback MountainI'm trying to refinance my mortgage. I have a mortgage broker. I would much rather deal with a real person sitting at a desk rather than a stranger's voice on the telephone, but that's the way it is. And my concerns seem to be valid: He sent me loan papers to sign. My birthdate is incorrect. Not a big deal. But in addition, the address of the property is wrong. It's listed in a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116906530499350435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116906530499350435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116906530499350435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116906530499350435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/01/brokerback-mountain-im-trying-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116891626154428612</id><published>2007-01-15T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T18:57:41.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why Martin Luther King Day is my favorite HolidayMost people enjoy holidays, but I think they mostly just cause stress. So let's look at the holidays from a stress standpoint:Christmas is obviously right out.Many holidays involve a social obligation. God forbid you stay home. Everyone wants to know "what are you doing for ? This includes New Year's Eve, Valentine's Day, Easter, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116891626154428612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116891626154428612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116891626154428612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116891626154428612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/01/why-martin-luther-king-day-is-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116840378042239043</id><published>2007-01-09T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T20:36:20.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Debbie DowneyI'm in a little bit of debt. OK, a lot. So I decided I would do the responsible thing for once and consolidate all my debts by refinancing my mortgage. I started the process about 3 months ago at Downey Savings Bank by speaking with Loan Guy Jim. Jim was pleasant enough, but kind of condescending. I had no idea what I was doing, and I didn't understand the process very well, and was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116840378042239043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116840378042239043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116840378042239043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116840378042239043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/01/debbie-downey-im-in-little-bit-of-debt.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116780470872378263</id><published>2007-01-02T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T22:11:48.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Movie ReviewEver see a movie and tell people "this makes me want to puke"? Well, for the first time ever, I literally puked watching a movie. Not a lot, but green bile left my stomach, exited my mouth and wound up in the toilet.I rented Jackass 2. It has some funny, funny stuff in it. I was in tears from laughing at one point. But then they did something beyond vile and I jumped off the couch, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116780470872378263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116780470872378263&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116780470872378263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116780470872378263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/01/movie-review-ever-see-movie-and-tell.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116775386004068928</id><published>2007-01-02T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T08:04:20.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Scientific StudyYou would think that alcohol would greatly reduce your mad Guitar Hero skillz. Yet you would be wrong.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116775386004068928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116775386004068928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116775386004068928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116775386004068928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/01/scientific-study-you-would-think-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116771106094310743</id><published>2007-01-01T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T20:11:00.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New Year's EveMister P. knows how to party.Quicktime Movie</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116771106094310743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116771106094310743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116771106094310743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116771106094310743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-years-eve-mister-p.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116761806287407372</id><published>2006-12-31T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T18:21:02.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Thorn ParadeI had to do some Christmas shopping today (that's right, you heard me). Where is a nice place to go shopping on a Sunday afternoon? Why, Old Town Pasadena, right? I got of the freeway and then was jammed in traffic. At first I thought it was all the post-holiday shoppers returning presents, and then I remembered: Pasadena. New Years. Rose Parade.I'm a moron.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116761806287407372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116761806287407372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116761806287407372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116761806287407372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/12/thorn-parade-i-had-to-do-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116718856226323357</id><published>2006-12-26T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T10:29:45.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wonderful ClipFamily Guy has a lot of pop-culture references. They did one last week and I think it might be a bit obscure. HBO played the original (with a different social statement) countless times, so I remembered it instantly and was proud of myself for knowing it. My question is, is this something that everybody knows?Family Guy(The reference is given in the comments.)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116718856226323357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116718856226323357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116718856226323357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116718856226323357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/12/wonderful-clip-family-guy-has-lot-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116711359787092668</id><published>2006-12-25T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T22:16:38.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Under PressureOne of the things I got for Christmas was a blood pressure monitor. It probably wasn't a good idea for me to test it out during the stress of the holidays.So basically I'm in "Stage 1 Hypertenstion". A major contributor to high blood pressure is "mental tension". Having high blood pressure gives me mental tension.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116711359787092668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116711359787092668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116711359787092668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116711359787092668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/12/under-pressure-one-of-things-i-got-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116704287526244839</id><published>2006-12-25T02:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T02:37:33.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Christmas MysteryJust what the heck are the characters from the Wizard of Oz doing in a Christmas parade anyway?I swear, Christmas makes no sense whatsoever.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116704287526244839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116704287526244839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116704287526244839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116704287526244839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-mystery-just-what-heck-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116694949110807715</id><published>2006-12-24T00:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T00:38:11.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think I'll miss this one this yearI think I know why it doesn't feel like Christmas.Every year I have Thanksgiving at my cousin's house. On my way home, I listen to a CD of "Christmas Wrapping" by The Waitresses. And that launches the holiday season. I cannot listen to the song before Thanksgiving dinner; if it comes on the radio a day or a week before, I have to turn it off. Those are the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116694949110807715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116694949110807715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116694949110807715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116694949110807715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-think-ill-miss-this-one-this-year-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116684499268052249</id><published>2006-12-22T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T19:36:32.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CertifiableI received a notice that I had a piece of Certified Mail waiting for me at the post office. This could have been one of many things: I ordered a gift for someone online from a small internet vendor, and it's possible they would have sent it Certified. Or maybe someone sent me a present. Or, most likely, I am trying to refinance my mortgage (with complications) and there could be papers</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116684499268052249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116684499268052249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116684499268052249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116684499268052249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/12/certifiable-i-received-notice-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116668561254300354</id><published>2006-12-20T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T23:20:12.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Reindeer GamesYou know Dasher and Dancer and Prancer and VixenComet and Cupid and Donner and Blitzen.But do you recall the most famous reindeer of all?Now wait a minute. If Rudolph is the MOST FAMOUS reindeer of all, why are we being asked if we know him? If he's the most popular one, then shouldn't the song goYou know Rudolph.But do you recall Dasher and Dancer and Prancer and VixenComet and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116668561254300354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116668561254300354&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116668561254300354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116668561254300354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/12/reindeer-games-you-know-dasher-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116659994519991154</id><published>2006-12-19T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T23:32:40.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's a Capitalist LifeLook, I like "It's A Wonderful Life".But that beautiful ending is seriously flawed. George Bailey needs $8,000 to keep him out of jail, and all the townspeople gather together to raise the money to save him. But then a telegram arrives from London:MR GOWER CABLED YOU NEED CASH STOPMY OFFICE INSTRUCTED TO ADVANCE YOU UP TO TWENTY-FIVE THOUSAND DOLLARS STOPHEE-HAW AND MERRY </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116659994519991154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116659994519991154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116659994519991154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116659994519991154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-capitalist-life-look-i-like-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116643076991642020</id><published>2006-12-18T00:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T00:32:49.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Christmas lightsMy car is now showing me the "check engine" light. The problem could be a loose wire someplace, or the entire engine might be ready to explode.And when did my 3-year, bumper-to-bumper, all-expenses paid, worry-free manufacturer's warranty expire? About 6 weeks ago.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116643076991642020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116643076991642020&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116643076991642020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116643076991642020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-lights-my-car-is-now-showing.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116622503619980516</id><published>2006-12-15T15:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T20:16:19.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Mystery is AfootI don't think it's TOO uncommon for people to lose a shoe every now and then. Sometimes they fall to the back of a closet or under a bed or who knows where else. But it's probably rare that someone would lose one of the shoes that they wore to work, while still at work. Yet that's what happened to me.As you may recall, earlier this week I had my foot frozen with liquid </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116622503619980516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116622503619980516&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116622503619980516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116622503619980516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/12/mystery-is-afoot-i-dont-think-its-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116621649632605218</id><published>2006-12-15T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T13:46:04.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>High FinanceI know this will sound strange, but it's true; I may be in escrow but I'm not sure.I've been wanting to refinance my mortgage for the past 2 months, but it's very confusing trying to compare rates. How much extra money do you want to pay up front to get a lower rate? Will you refinance in 2 years? 5 years? 10 years? Never? Does the term escrow apply if it's just a refinance? It makes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116621649632605218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116621649632605218&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116621649632605218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116621649632605218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/12/high-finance-i-know-this-will-sound.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116594646960753660</id><published>2006-12-12T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T10:04:24.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mister Ten BelowI'm going through my second treatment to get a plantars wart removed. Since it didn't work the first time, the doctor is being "more aggressive". Today I got the liquid nitrogen freeze-blast on it and you would not believe the pain I am in. It has a sort of non-stop painful tingling feeling to it. I want to move my foot toget rid of the itching sensation, but when I do it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116594646960753660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116594646960753660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116594646960753660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116594646960753660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/12/mister-ten-below-im-going-through-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116586726425651288</id><published>2006-12-11T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T12:01:04.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Stinky Film FestivalI went to the "First Glance Film Festival" in Hollywood this weekend, where a friend of mine had a short. Great film, he's the next Scorses, blah blah blah... The interesting thing to me is what happened before the films started.I was one of the first people in the theater (natch). We had a group of about 15 people and I knew we needed to hold quite a few seats. I sat down, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116586726425651288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116586726425651288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116586726425651288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116586726425651288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/12/stinky-film-festival-i-went-to-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116542765189423107</id><published>2006-12-06T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T09:54:11.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GrossA couple months ago, I went to the doctor to have a plantar's wart removed from my foot. I know, gross. I wore an acid wrap on it for a week, then went back to have it frozen off. It hurt. More than a bit. And it didn't work. The nasty thing is still there. So I went back to the doctor yesterday and he told me "yeah, it doesn't always work the first time, we'll try again. I had this one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116542765189423107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116542765189423107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116542765189423107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116542765189423107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/12/gross-couple-months-ago-i-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116492158850046684</id><published>2006-11-30T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T13:20:10.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Don't See SawA few weeks ago I rented the horror film "Saw". I liked it a lot. It's about a psycho who puts people in impossible situations: he may chain your foot to the wall and give you saw which isn't strong enough to cut the chain, but IS strong enough to cut through your ankle. Do you escape?I then rented Saw II, which was good but a little more derivitive (the horror film cliche of having </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116492158850046684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116492158850046684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116492158850046684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116492158850046684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/11/dont-see-saw-few-weeks-ago-i-rented.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116460820748478125</id><published>2006-11-26T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T13:51:07.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Ballad of Billy F.I went to my 20-Year High School reunion, or as I like to call it, "The 10th Anniversary of my 10-Year Reunion." I am a petty person, and one of the things I was hoping for was to see that some of the jocks were now bald and fat. One of the specific people I wanted to see was Billy F.Billy F. was straight out of a cheap Hollywood movie. Small-town boy with blonde hair, blue </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116460820748478125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116460820748478125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116460820748478125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116460820748478125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/11/ballad-of-billy-f.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116400569533085097</id><published>2006-11-19T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T22:54:55.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>More ZuneQuicktime clip (325k)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116400569533085097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116400569533085097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116400569533085097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116400569533085097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/11/more-zune-quicktime-clip-325k.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116378592246672761</id><published>2006-11-17T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T10:12:54.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feel like a teen againGot another strange one for ya. I have an uncontrollable nose bleedi it's been going for almost an hour now. The odd thing is that it's on the outside of my nose.I had cut back on my candy consumption leading up to my marathon 2 weeks ago. But after that, all bets were off and I've been eating all the crap I can find. The bridge of my nose started breaking out. I found an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116378592246672761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116378592246672761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116378592246672761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116378592246672761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/11/feel-like-teen-again-got-another.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116366495333957742</id><published>2006-11-16T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T00:16:04.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ZzzzzzzzzzzuneLook, I know that as a Mac Zealot I'm not exactly neutral here. But have you SEEN the ads for the new zune music player from microsoft? I mean, is there ANYBODY who thinks these ads are cool, or even interesting? I just don't get it.http://www.zune.net/en-US/social/#I understand if microsoft wants to play catch-up with Apple in yet another area. So they made a new music player. zune</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116366495333957742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116366495333957742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116366495333957742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116366495333957742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/11/zzzzzzzzzzzune-look-i-know-that-as-mac.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116313702792289666</id><published>2006-11-09T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T21:37:07.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spam, Or No Spam?If you had a message like this in your inbox, would you think it was spam?From: Youth MinisterSubject: SycamoreMy name is Craig, and I am the slave of the woman in the office next door.  (Your Mother of all people!) She has given me the task of sending you the graphics of a 'sycamore tree', personally I think she is out of her tree but thats a seperate issue!  She said that you'd</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116313702792289666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116313702792289666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116313702792289666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116313702792289666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/11/spam-or-no-spam-if-you-had-message.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116287252635309890</id><published>2006-11-06T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T20:08:46.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Splish Splash, I was throwing out trash(This photo is a staged re-creation:)For the past few weeks, this over-filled trash basket has been sitting on the sink in my guest bedroom. I live alone, I don't have many visitors, and there was just no compelling reason to empty it. I had some people come over yesterday, so I finally had to empty it. I turned over the basket to dump the trash into a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116287252635309890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116287252635309890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116287252635309890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116287252635309890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/11/splish-splash-i-was-throwing-out-trash.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116253534489940942</id><published>2006-11-02T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T22:29:04.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shave and a haircut... Two twitsI got my hair cut on Wednesday, and through an unusual scheduling coincidence I wound up going to the same place at the same time as Brad. I can't put my finger on it, but it just didn't seem right. I felt awkward sitting in the chair next to him. It may have something to do with the concept that getting your hair cut is a form of person hygiene, and I don't think </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116253534489940942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116253534489940942&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116253534489940942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116253534489940942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/11/shave-and-haircut.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116218493157442096</id><published>2006-10-29T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T21:09:43.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why SNL SucksWe all know Saturday Night Live is rarely funny. But there was something odd about the way it was being filmed this season. A couple weeks ago I mentioned it to Pat who suggested that they might be filming for HDTV and ignoring the standard TV format. And that's exactly it. Check out this clip from this weekend: in HDTV, we'd be able to see who the server is. But now we have no idea </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116218493157442096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116218493157442096&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116218493157442096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116218493157442096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/10/why-snl-sucks-we-all-know-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116171100516516808</id><published>2006-10-24T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:30:05.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fiscal ResponsibilityI had a message on my machine when I came home yesterday:"This is Dr. Killpatient's office, we have an issue with your billing..."Crap, I guess I never paid them."...Regarding check number 1357 in the amount of forty-seven dollars..."Crap, I guess I did pay them but the check bounced."...That's a repeat payment; your account is already paid in full."It seems I will either pay</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116171100516516808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116171100516516808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116171100516516808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116171100516516808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/10/fiscal-responsibility-i-had-message-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116164523941211530</id><published>2006-10-23T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T16:13:59.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Makes me giggleA friend of mine directed this video on Slate.com:http://www.slate.com/id/2151951</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116164523941211530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116164523941211530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116164523941211530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116164523941211530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/10/makes-me-giggle-friend-of-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-116068648451542348</id><published>2006-10-12T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T14:12:47.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lost SucksThere. I've said it. I am the first to admit that I don't understand what is going on. Not that anyone does, but I can't even remember who is alive or dead or still on the island. I don't even know if they're still punching in the numbers or not. But even people who do follow the show very closely will say "Lost is great! It's my favorite show! They just better start giving us some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/116068648451542348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=116068648451542348&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116068648451542348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/116068648451542348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/10/lost-sucks-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-115994076398796520</id><published>2006-10-03T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T22:47:30.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DisturbingTwo years ago I declared this to be the Creepiest Commercial Evar. There is a new commercial out which will take the title of Most Disturbing Commercial Evar.See for yourself</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/115994076398796520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=115994076398796520&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115994076398796520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115994076398796520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/10/disturbing-two-years-ago-i-declared.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-115939051025480133</id><published>2006-09-27T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T13:55:10.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Car TroubleI have a 2004 Pontiac Grand Prix. It's no Mercedes, but it's a nice enough car and it serves me well. There are several other Grand Prixes in the parking garage at work the same color as mine, and I've always felt a special unspoken camaraderie with the owners. Today I parked next to a nearly identical Grand Prix, and I went out to lunch at the same time as the other owner. I made the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/115939051025480133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=115939051025480133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115939051025480133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115939051025480133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/09/car-trouble-i-have-2004-pontiac-grand.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-115906960284151493</id><published>2006-09-23T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T20:46:42.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>T got L O and I'm M. T will M to K and that S.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/115906960284151493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=115906960284151493&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115906960284151493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115906960284151493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/09/t-got-l-o-and-im-m.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-115890334239237847</id><published>2006-09-21T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T22:35:42.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Key to SuccessSmart: Leaving a spare key in a secret hiding place in the garage in case you ever lock yourself out of your condo.Not So Smart: Forgetting to return the key to the secret hiding place after you use it.I went for a run on my way home from work and when I got home I was sweaty, and tired, and hungry, and all I wanted was a nice shower and something to eat. I realized I didn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/115890334239237847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=115890334239237847&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115890334239237847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115890334239237847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/09/key-to-success-smart-leaving-spare-key.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-115861066183503615</id><published>2006-09-18T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T13:17:41.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nautica Malibu TriathlonFull report on NeopreneWedgie.com</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/115861066183503615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=115861066183503615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115861066183503615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115861066183503615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/09/nautica-malibu-triathlon-full-report.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-115808393589997582</id><published>2006-09-12T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T10:58:55.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Athletic SupportersWant to hear about my athletic supporters? You know you do. Go to Neoprene Wedgie.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/115808393589997582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=115808393589997582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115808393589997582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115808393589997582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/09/athletic-supporters-want-to-hear-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-115795609754302871</id><published>2006-09-10T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T23:28:56.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We make...holes in brush. We make...holes in brush.Long ago, my dentist warned me about being an "aggressive brusher". How aggressive am I? This morning I snapped my toothbrush.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/115795609754302871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=115795609754302871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115795609754302871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115795609754302871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/09/we-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-115765400347159591</id><published>2006-09-07T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T11:33:27.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Surprises in the mailI received a small package in the mail.My building has a central mail room on the ground floor, and since I am impatient I never wait until I get up to my condo to open any packages. Instead, I awkwardly try to open the box while riding the elevator and juggling whatever else I happen to be carrying. Last week's box was about 8"x10"x10", and I didn't recognize the return </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/115765400347159591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=115765400347159591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115765400347159591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115765400347159591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/09/surprises-in-mail-i-received-small.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-115671620714478877</id><published>2006-08-27T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T15:03:27.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sucking UpI'm not saying I love going into work every day. But if I DID, this would have to be one of the reasons why. Behold my insane Senior Vice President.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/115671620714478877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=115671620714478877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115671620714478877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115671620714478877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/08/sucking-up-im-not-saying-i-love-going.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-115664629479052515</id><published>2006-08-26T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T19:38:43.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Snakes on a Blog</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/115664629479052515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=115664629479052515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115664629479052515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115664629479052515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/08/snakes-on-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-115630792553990817</id><published>2006-08-22T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T22:31:27.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The CatMy cat passed away this weekend.The first thing I always tell people about my cat is "I didn't name her". She belonged to my cousin's wife, and when my cousin passed away she had to move and couldn't take the cat with her, so I told her I would care of her cat. I don't believe in changing names of pets, so I was a 38-year-old man living alone with a cat named... Tiffany.I tend to be known </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/115630792553990817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=115630792553990817&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115630792553990817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115630792553990817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/08/cat-my-cat-passed-away-this-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-115597051087227282</id><published>2006-08-18T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T23:55:10.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Snakes on a PlaneAfter all the hype, Snakes on a Plane is finally here. The best thing that has been said about this film is that "it's going to be so bad, it will be good" but as it turns out, it's actually just plain good. Make no mistake; it's a dumb movie but it knows exactly what it's supposed to be and pretty much delivers. They do things with snakes that you would not believe. You can see </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/115597051087227282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=115597051087227282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115597051087227282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115597051087227282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/08/snakes-on-plane-after-all-hype-snakes.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-115584571061579832</id><published>2006-08-17T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T13:15:53.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gets my blood boilingWe had free cholesterol screenings at work yesterday. I've always had good cholesterol readings. When I had my surgery 3 years ago, I was 176. We had another screening just 2 months ago and I was in the 150s. Yesterday, they told me I was 239.No. Freakin'. Way.240 is considered "extreme risk". I told the nurse that either they made a mistake, or that the test was skewed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/115584571061579832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=115584571061579832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115584571061579832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115584571061579832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/08/gets-my-blood-boiling-we-had-free.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-115574940997564446</id><published>2006-08-16T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T10:30:32.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Makes me giggle30 second Quicktime</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/115574940997564446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=115574940997564446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115574940997564446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115574940997564446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/08/makes-me-giggle-30-second-quicktime.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-115559346374512575</id><published>2006-08-14T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T15:11:11.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Orange AlertThe terrorists got my luggage.I was on vacation last week and had to fly home 2 days after those crafty Brits foiled a plot to blow up planes using lipstick &amp; Coca Cola. (All liquids and gels are now banned from flights.) I want to thank MSNBC for all their coverage of "Target: America - Terror in the Sky" because that's exactly what I want to watch right before I head to the airport.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/115559346374512575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=115559346374512575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115559346374512575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115559346374512575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/08/orange-alert-terrorists-got-my-luggage.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-115384621568316490</id><published>2006-07-25T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T09:51:40.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/115384621568316490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=115384621568316490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115384621568316490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115384621568316490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-115337887568952144</id><published>2006-07-20T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T00:01:15.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Time to Eat the DonutsCalifornia can keep their stupid Krispy Kremes.I was driving home from a friend's house in Jersey and felt a Dunkin' Donut calling me, so I stopped in one of their shops. I asked for a single Chocolate Creme Filled donut, but because it was the end of the day he gave me TWO donuts for the price of one. If you've never been to Dunkin' Donuts, you have to understand something:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/115337887568952144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=115337887568952144&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115337887568952144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115337887568952144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/07/time-to-eat-donuts-california-can-keep.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-115283173809986765</id><published>2006-07-13T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T16:31:52.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Flying highI am a moron.I'm flying to New Jersey today, and while waiting in the airport I decided to go online and check the weather in Newark. I stumbled upon a new, very dangerous feature of weather.com: the "Air Turbulence Potential" map.My connection was through Salt Lake City. Note that pretty much the entire path from L.A. to SLC is marked "Moderate to Severe Turbulence". I'm not sure </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/115283173809986765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=115283173809986765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115283173809986765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115283173809986765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/07/flying-high-i-am-moron.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-115250420195042099</id><published>2006-07-09T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T21:21:19.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Story of a WinnerPeople think of Mister P. in many different ways: Statesman; Scholar; Poet. But if there's one thing everyone can agree on, it's that Mister P. knows how to ROCK. I certainly proved that last week. Or at least tried to.Flashback 2 weeks ago, when T-Bone brought the "Guitar Hero" videogame into work for us to try. The controller is an actual "guitar"; there are buttons along </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/115250420195042099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=115250420195042099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115250420195042099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115250420195042099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/07/story-of-winner-people-think-of-mister.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-115161648046266707</id><published>2006-06-29T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T14:28:00.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Superman Returzzzz....They should give out Academy Awards for movie trailers; the trailers for Superman Returns were goosebump-inducing. This was going to be THE comic book movie. What's even more amazing about the trailers is that they were able piece together these brilliant 2-minute clips from two-and-a-half hours of crap.OK, maybe that's not exactly fair. Superman Returns isn't really a bad </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/115161648046266707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=115161648046266707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115161648046266707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115161648046266707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/06/superman-returzzzz.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-115151312780951587</id><published>2006-06-28T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T09:45:27.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Class of '86I just got my invitation for my 20th high school reunion. Ugh. I've stayed in touch with many of my high school friends so in many ways this is just another reason to get together. But it makes you feel old. There will be people there whose KIDS are going to my high school, or have possibly even graduated.They sent out a short questionnaire. It seems innocent enough at first: did you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/115151312780951587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=115151312780951587&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115151312780951587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115151312780951587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/06/class-of-86-i-just-got-my-invitation.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-115143262977181904</id><published>2006-06-27T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T11:23:58.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Been There. Drank That.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/115143262977181904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=115143262977181904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115143262977181904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/115143262977181904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/06/been-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-114974826473160005</id><published>2006-06-07T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T23:31:04.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BlehI was Mister Crankypants today. Last night I got a bad scratch in the back of my throat. I was up until about 3:00 in the morning half-coughing and just trying to clear my throat. Drove me crazy. To make matters worse, you know how when you can't sleep all of your senses seem to become heightened? Well there was this... noise... coming from the condo above me. I'm not sure what it was. It was</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/114974826473160005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=114974826473160005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/114974826473160005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/114974826473160005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/06/bleh-i-was-mister-crankypants-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-114962909452770972</id><published>2006-06-06T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T14:24:54.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Heeeeeeeeeeeeyyyyyyyyyyyyy!British Miles asked me if I was going to a Fonz Convention. I had a comb sticking out of my back pocket, and he said it looked like something The Fonz would do. I asked him "you don't carry a comb with you?" "No." Well he's from England, so maybe it's a cultural thing, so I started asking other guys in the office if they carried combs:"Not since Junior High.""Yeah, back</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/114962909452770972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=114962909452770972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/114962909452770972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/114962909452770972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/06/heeeeeeeeeeeeyyyyyyyyyyyyy-british.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-114953051842461069</id><published>2006-06-05T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T11:01:58.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Good NewsI don't have to worry about the power company calling me and leaving messages saying that my electricity will be turned off for non-payment. Why? Because for some reason my phone service has been discontinued.UpdateOk so here's what happened. I had local phone service through SBC and long distance with AT&amp;T. AT&amp;T bought SBC. When I went to the SBC webpage to pay my bill, I got a notice </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/114953051842461069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=114953051842461069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/114953051842461069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/114953051842461069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/06/good-news-i-dont-have-to-worry-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-114862971630048427</id><published>2006-05-26T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T00:48:36.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dot Dot DotLast Sunday, Jason Fox tap danced in Morse Code. There may be a few of you who did not bother to translate what he was saying. His message was "Some day I will rule you all."Click to enlarge.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/114862971630048427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=114862971630048427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/114862971630048427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/114862971630048427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/05/dot-dot-dot-last-sunday-jason-fox-tap.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-114842440399278608</id><published>2006-05-23T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T15:46:44.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lonely at the topThere are some things I will just never understand.So somebody sneezes at the dinner table. And this sneeze is so powerful, it actually manages to blow this poor guy's meatball clear off his plate. And it doesn't just fall off the table; this magical meatball somehow rolls right out the door and into the garden.Now if somebody sneezed on my dinner, I would be finished right then </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/114842440399278608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=114842440399278608&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/114842440399278608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/114842440399278608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/05/lonely-at-top-there-are-some-things-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-114802375478270093</id><published>2006-05-19T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T15:52:20.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You're ToastThe long-awaited Toast-Off finally happened. I feel... incredulous. We probably had a dozen people in the kitchen watching the toaster CLEARLY blowing the pants off the oven, yet there were STILL people giving Hot Oven Love. We had one protestor show up holding a sign begging "Think of the croutons!" and another wacko holding a "John 3:16" banner.I suppose I have no one to blame but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/114802375478270093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=114802375478270093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/114802375478270093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/114802375478270093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/05/youre-toast-long-awaited-toast-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-114703342252019015</id><published>2006-05-07T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T00:42:32.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Let's RollI saw United 93 last night. It's very good. If you're one of those people who think "it's too soon", go talk to Travis; Preach it my brother.United 93 is probably the most realistic film I've ever seen. Note that I did not say "historically accurate". I wasn't there, so I don't know what really happened. The fact that this is based on actual events is irrelevant; a movie doesn't have to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/114703342252019015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=114703342252019015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/114703342252019015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/114703342252019015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/05/lets-roll-i-saw-united-93-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-114685232916950032</id><published>2006-05-05T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T11:05:54.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fair and BalancedAs if we didn't know this already... Fox News is the Al Jazeera of America:"a new survey... found the BBC, Fox News and Al Jazeera the most trusted brands in their respective home regions."Yahoo News article</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/feeds/114685232916950032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3602201&amp;postID=114685232916950032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/114685232916950032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3602201/posts/default/114685232916950032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterp.blogspot.com/2006/05/fair-and-balanced-as-if-we-didnt-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Wedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12818661187250145289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.teamknightrider.com/blog/tribike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602201.post-114643066965849938</id><published>2006-04-30T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T21:11:30.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Daddy Needs a New Pair of ShoesI went to Las Vegas for Travis and Kim's wedding. (yay!) The ceremony was at The Venetian at 4:00; I was supposed to be there at 3:30. I was staying at the much-more-affordable Frontier hotel, which is at most a 10-minute cab ride away. Around 2:30, I hopped in the shower to freshen up. I put on my slacks, my nicely-pressed shirt, a sharp tie and my jacket. 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