<?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-5017097</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:29:09.428-04:00</updated><title type='text'>See Shoe. See Shoe Blog. Blog Shoe Blog.</title><subtitle type='html'>Any stupid thought I have I'll share with you because that's the kind of guy I am.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>271</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-111790364221150813</id><published>2005-06-04T12:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T12:47:22.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, as you probably already had guessed ("you" being the non-existant people that supposedly read my blog), this is no longer being updated.  I had fun doing the whole blogger thing, but I need to let it die.  Besides, the whole thing reminds me too much of highschool and the OAC tech class that I managed to fail rather impressively.But if you do happen to stumble across this, have no fear.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/111790364221150813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/111790364221150813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2005_05_29_archive.html#111790364221150813' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-110239868700365129</id><published>2004-12-07T01:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T00:51:27.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Once again, long time no blog.  So to make up for it, I share this picture of the greatest bum ever.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/110239868700365129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/110239868700365129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_12_05_archive.html#110239868700365129' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-110056671907656286</id><published>2004-11-15T19:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T19:58:39.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm on at Yuk Yuks tomorrow night.Feel free to come see me (if anyone reads this on time, that is).</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/110056671907656286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/110056671907656286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_11_14_archive.html#110056671907656286' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-109924333544737494</id><published>2004-10-31T13:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T12:22:15.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I went to see Evil Dead 2 and Firday the 13th Part 3 in 3D last night.  Then I went to the bar and got piss drunk and got high score on the trivia machine (that's three bars now where I have high score on trivia).  All in all, it was a fucking great night.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/109924333544737494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/109924333544737494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_10_31_archive.html#109924333544737494' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-109808020286798970</id><published>2004-10-18T02:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T02:16:42.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I went to the Rock, Paper, Scissors World Championships here in Toronto on Saturday, and it ended up being one of most fun nights of my life. 1,000 friendly, insane, weirdos getting piss drunk and competing in the most absurd competition on the planet. I made many friends, most of whom I forget because I was so very drunk.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/109808020286798970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/109808020286798970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_10_17_archive.html#109808020286798970' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-109744621026763076</id><published>2004-10-10T18:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T18:10:10.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Our lives are geared mainly to deflect the darts thrown at us by the laws of probability.  The moment we’re able, we insulate ourselves from random acts of hate and destruction.  It’s always been there - in the neighborhoods we build, the walls between our houses, the wariness with which we treat the unknown.  One person in six million will be struck by lightning.  Fifteen people in a hundred </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/109744621026763076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/109744621026763076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_10_10_archive.html#109744621026763076' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-109692488904647646</id><published>2004-10-04T17:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T17:21:29.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, I am really dumb.  I was supposed to meet someone to go to the movies and I didn't even get lost, I completely forgot where I was supposed to go.  So I wondered around downtown for a half an hour before giving up and going home.  Next time I have to meet someone I'm just going to meet them outside the subway.  Even I shouldn't be able to screw that up.Actually, I probably could screw it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/109692488904647646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/109692488904647646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_10_03_archive.html#109692488904647646' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-109673901479825554</id><published>2004-10-02T13:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T13:43:34.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh yes, I forgot to mention, I'm doing standup at Yuk Yuks on October 19th.  So if anyone's in Toronto and they want to see me embarrass myself, then come on by and watch.  It starts at 7:30 and costs $2.00.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/109673901479825554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/109673901479825554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_09_26_archive.html#109673901479825554' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-109665983777900986</id><published>2004-10-01T15:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T15:43:57.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't know why, but my subway karma is through the roof.  Today on the ride home from a short trip out to do some much needed DVD shopping, I sat next to not one, not two, but three very attractive women.  I was in dead center.  Anyone who has ever used public transportation knows that this rarely happens.That would be enough to make me enjoy my commute, but I also had a long conversation </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/109665983777900986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/109665983777900986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_09_26_archive.html#109665983777900986' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-109573999672034816</id><published>2004-09-21T01:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T00:13:32.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Holy fucking shit, Alayna is on tv.I always figured I'd be the first St. Paul's alum to get on t.v. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/109573999672034816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/109573999672034816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_09_19_archive.html#109573999672034816' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-109496016771343344</id><published>2004-09-11T23:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T23:44:24.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yeah, yeah, long fucking time. Just two things:1) I'm living in Toronto2)I'm going to Humber CollegeThat is all.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/109496016771343344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/109496016771343344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_09_05_archive.html#109496016771343344' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-109061877639436856</id><published>2004-07-23T17:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T17:39:36.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yes, it's been a while. Just wanted to let everyone know I'm still alive. I'm finally, finally, getting a job.More news later.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/109061877639436856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/109061877639436856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_07_18_archive.html#109061877639436856' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-108855278446827201</id><published>2004-06-29T19:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T19:46:24.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was a bad fucking day (but, then again, aren't they all?).  At least I'll be back in school in September.  I'm not a fan of the whole angst thing, but I've been so bored these last couple of months I can't help but complain.Also, I did my civic duty yesterday and I'm surprisingly content with the results.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108855278446827201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108855278446827201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_06_27_archive.html#108855278446827201' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-108767296513043172</id><published>2004-06-19T15:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-19T15:22:45.130-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After phoning four different people and having them each not be home, one starts to think people are avoiding him.This would explain the massive conspiracy of why nobody ever replies to my e-mails.  There's really only one person that answers my e-mails with any consistancy.  Even a "stop sending me fucking messages" would be better than nothing.I'm just pissed off because I can't find anyone</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108767296513043172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108767296513043172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_06_13_archive.html#108767296513043172' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-108715915648522663</id><published>2004-06-13T16:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T16:39:16.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I spent a good couple of hours sitting on my porch drinking rum and coke and listening to CCR.  Now if I went to a party tonight, got laid, and had some sort of mild misadventure, today would be my definition of a perfect day.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108715915648522663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108715915648522663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_06_13_archive.html#108715915648522663' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-108709308148067796</id><published>2004-06-12T22:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T22:18:01.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Allergies=no funThat is all for now.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108709308148067796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108709308148067796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108709308148067796' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-108691119349853522</id><published>2004-06-10T19:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T19:46:33.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm feeling much better.  This week I've been sick as hell, and the week before I was really depressed.  But now things are a lot better, both emotionally and physically.  Also, I've got a date this weekend.  More on that later.  Of course, if it goes horribly bad I'll probably never mention it again.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108691119349853522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108691119349853522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108691119349853522' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-108655895788472075</id><published>2004-06-06T17:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T17:55:57.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I need to get out of this fucking town.  I really, really do.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108655895788472075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108655895788472075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108655895788472075' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-108655887506316416</id><published>2004-06-06T17:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T17:54:35.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't know what to say.  I'm fucking bored.  Someone call me.  I'll do anything.  I'm bored.Of course, no one reads this so that's probably not going to help.bored</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108655887506316416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108655887506316416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108655887506316416' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-108639619345023031</id><published>2004-06-04T20:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T20:43:13.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You Make My Pants Want to Get Up and DanceDr. HookYou make my pants wanna get up and danceYou make my face wanna grinYou make my knees wanna kneel down say pleaseHoney won't you kiss me againYou make my pants wanna get up and danceYou make my face wanna grinYou make my knees wanna kneel down say pleaseHoney won't you kiss me againI was a lost and lonely manNow I get through life the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108639619345023031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108639619345023031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108639619345023031' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-108623336069439837</id><published>2004-06-02T23:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T23:29:20.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My chest was killing me today.  I probably should see a doctor, but I definitely won't.  Usually if I'm having any health problems I just ignore them until they go away.  This probably isn't the wisest way to live, but I'm an idiot.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108623336069439837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108623336069439837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108623336069439837' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-108602250904948393</id><published>2004-05-31T12:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T12:55:09.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Single, ladies?  Well you're in luck.  I, Donny, have milked about all the enjoyment I can from single life and am now looking for a commitment.  Act now and you can be the new proud girlfriend of a friendly, attractive, funny, intelligent, emotionally stable man.  Don't miss out on this amazing offer.  Think you're not good enough for me?  Don't be silly, I can get along with almost anyone, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108602250904948393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108602250904948393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108602250904948393' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-108577637185398427</id><published>2004-05-28T16:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T16:32:51.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just broke a window.  I was playing with my dog, throwing a stick around and SMASH, right into a window.  Some people say there are no accidents.  Those people might say that since I was pissed off at my mom today I subconsciously held on to the stick a split second longer than I should have causing it to veer into the window instead of harmlessly into the yard as a form of revenge.  Other </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108577637185398427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108577637185398427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_05_23_archive.html#108577637185398427' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-108551480417039373</id><published>2004-05-25T15:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T15:53:24.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I hope everyone had a fun weekend.  Lord knows I did.I don't suppose anyone wants to go to Kingston with me on Friday to see Trooper play?  I can't write any more right now, my brain still hurts from the weekend. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108551480417039373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108551480417039373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_05_23_archive.html#108551480417039373' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-108490200431639555</id><published>2004-05-18T13:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T13:40:04.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Short PeopleRandy NewmanShort People got no reasonShort People got no reasonShort People got no reason To liveThey got little handsAnd little eyesAnd they walk aroundTelling great big liesThey got little nosesAnd tiny little teethThey wear platform shoesOn their nasty little fettWell, I don't want no Short PeopleDon't want no Short PeopleDon't want no Short PeopleRound here</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108490200431639555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108490200431639555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_05_16_archive.html#108490200431639555' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-108449148242290527</id><published>2004-05-13T19:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T19:38:02.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't have many pet peeves, but the ones I do have really bug me.  The misuse of apostrophes is one.  It's not that difficult to figure out.  Also, people who say 'literally' when they mean 'figuratively'.  And people who misuse the word irony.  These thing's literally piss me off more than anything else imaginable, and yet I see them all the time.  Isn't that ironic.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108449148242290527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108449148242290527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108449148242290527' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-108430529463986584</id><published>2004-05-11T15:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T15:54:54.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Woah.  Blogger is all different.  Anyway, anyone remember the game Cross Country Canada?  It was on our computer at school (for those who went to elementry school with me).  You have to drive around and pick up commodities from different cities.  Well I downloaded it.  It's just as crappy as I remember, maybe even more so.  But I still love it.  Now if only I could find a copy of Offshore </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108430529463986584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108430529463986584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108430529463986584' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-108395866233802187</id><published>2004-05-07T15:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T15:42:03.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think I broke my blog.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108395866233802187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108395866233802187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_05_02_archive.html#108395866233802187' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-108395463199957579</id><published>2004-05-07T14:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T15:41:18.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy No Pants Day everyone.  No Pants Day is one of my favorite holidays, behind Talk Like a Pirate Day, Be Late for Something Day, and National Mole Day (because it's on my birthday).So take off your pants and get up and dance!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108395463199957579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108395463199957579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_05_02_archive.html#108395463199957579' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-108388673058254295</id><published>2004-05-06T19:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T19:43:10.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Although we modern persons tend to take our electric lights, radios, mixers, etc., for granted, hundreds of years ago people did not have any of these things, which is just as well because there was no place to plug them in.  Then along came the first Electrical Pioneer, Benjamin Franklin, who flew a kite in a lighting storm and received a serious electrical shock.  This proved that lighting was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108388673058254295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108388673058254295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_05_02_archive.html#108388673058254295' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-108378435863134521</id><published>2004-05-05T15:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T15:16:57.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just discovered the greatest cartoon of all time.  That's right, Robin Hood in space.  How could I have never heard about this until now.  And it's Canadian too.  This show is so amazingly surreal.  It's cheesier than Super Friends and the Spiderman cartoon put together.  Half of the time it doesn't make any sense.  Last night I watched an episode and Rocket Robin shot an arrow with a rope </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108378435863134521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108378435863134521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_05_02_archive.html#108378435863134521' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-108343156810207721</id><published>2004-05-01T13:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T13:17:01.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nobody is answering my e-mails.  It's a little unnearving.  I can understand why someone would want to ignore me, but the fact that everyone is doing it at the same time is awfully coincidental.  I suspect a conspiracy.  Maybe Yahoo is getting back at me for the way I constantly insult them.  Fucking Yahoo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108343156810207721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108343156810207721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108343156810207721' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-108337396547927360</id><published>2004-04-30T21:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T21:16:57.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fuckers.  All of them.  You probably have no idea who I'm talking about but believe me, they are fuckers.  Anyway, now that I got that mild aggression out of the way let's do some blogging shall we.  I have been making a lot of mix tapes and CDs lately.  I am a mix tape master.  Unfortunately my limited CD collection had put a damper on this hobby.  I need a job, if only so I can buy more CDs.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108337396547927360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108337396547927360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108337396547927360' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-108317776884556973</id><published>2004-04-28T14:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T14:47:23.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just got a new computer.  It's much better than my old one.  In fact the reason I haven't blogged in so long is not because of laziness (okay, not entirely because of laziness) but because blogger wouldn't work on my old computer.  Not that there was much to blog about anyway.  Aside from a trip to Toronto and London, not much has happened. Oh, and I've got a webcomic.  It's not that great, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108317776884556973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108317776884556973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108317776884556973' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-108007083892246912</id><published>2004-03-23T14:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T14:44:00.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kingdom Hospital is one fucked up show.  Just thought I'd mention it.  There are talking dogs, and giant ant eaters, and dance numbers.  I think either Stephen King has finally lost his mind, or he get high on crack and rented the first season of Twin Peaks before writing the show.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108007083892246912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/108007083892246912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#108007083892246912' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-107957000365279670</id><published>2004-03-17T19:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T19:36:37.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy St. Patrick's Day everybody.  To celebrate I'm gonna go buy a case of Guinness, rent the movie Leprechaun, and end the night off by getting pissed and listening to U2.  Actually Leprechaun is a pretty shitty movie, so I'll probably just get drunk and listen to Joshua Tree.  Actually, maybe I'll just go out. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107957000365279670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107957000365279670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_03_14_archive.html#107957000365279670' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-107947366037807237</id><published>2004-03-16T16:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T14:40:26.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I'm listening to Breakfast in America, which has arguably the best A side of any album ever.  There are many overall better albums, like the majority of Pink Floyd albums for example, but I stand by my statement that Beakfast in America has the greatest A side.  Of course in the age of CDs, this is pretty much irrelevant, but irrelevancy has never stopped me from saying anything before.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107947366037807237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107947366037807237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_03_14_archive.html#107947366037807237' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-107896208147672580</id><published>2004-03-10T18:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T18:48:19.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Reports of my death have been greatly exagerated.Okay, long time no blog.  I'm lazy, most of you know that already.  It's not that there hasn't been anything to blog about, on the contrary, it's just that I'd rather just forget about the last couple of weeks.  So while I concentrate on repressing some of the shit that's happened to me recently, I'll just blog some lyrics so you know I'm still </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107896208147672580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107896208147672580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107896208147672580' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-107734741307407317</id><published>2004-02-21T02:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T02:12:53.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ode on the Mammoth Cheese Weighing Over 7,000 Pounds James McIntyre (1827-1906)             We have seen thee, queen of cheese,Laying quietly at your ease,Gently fanned by evening breeze,Thy fair form no flies dare seize. All gaily dessed soon you'll goTo the great Provincial show,To be admired by many a beauIn the city of Toronto. Cows numerous as a swarm of bees,Or as the leaves </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107734741307407317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107734741307407317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107734741307407317' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-107699389369226597</id><published>2004-02-16T23:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T00:00:47.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Disclaimer: Post contains long, nonsensical stream of conscious raving about nothing in particular.  Do not read unless you are very bored.I had a dentist appointment today.  No cavities but I do need to floss more.  My brushing's fine (hell, I brush like a demon) but nine out of ten times I just don't floss.  The thing about flossing is that, unlike other forms of neccissary hygiene, there's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107699389369226597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107699389369226597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107699389369226597' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-107682043193901763</id><published>2004-02-14T23:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-14T23:49:43.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy St. Valentine's Day everybody.  Nothing like another holiday to remind you how lonely you are.  And to all you people out there that actually do have someone to share this day with, I hate you all.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107682043193901763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107682043193901763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107682043193901763' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-107586720820042546</id><published>2004-02-03T22:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T23:02:25.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Can someone please explain to me what the big deal is about Janet Jackson's breast?  It didn't even show nipple.  How is showing one breast offensive?  I can see how people would get offended if a graphic sex scene was shown on network television, but one breast with the nipple covered?  I'm sure all the kids are gonna grow up scarred for life now.  I am so fucking glad I don't live in America.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107586720820042546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107586720820042546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107586720820042546' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-107574901670371009</id><published>2004-02-02T14:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T14:12:32.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Groundhog Day!And incase you haven't seen many signs of the apacolypse recently, go here.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107574901670371009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107574901670371009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107574901670371009' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-107470966475059436</id><published>2004-01-21T13:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T13:29:44.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mr. Bill is back.  And he's saving the environment.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107470966475059436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107470966475059436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107470966475059436' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-107411159599323059</id><published>2004-01-14T15:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T15:21:46.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Holy crap it's cold.  What the hell happened?  The weather was so nice in December, why the hell couldn't that keep up?  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107411159599323059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107411159599323059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107411159599323059' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-107324936910830147</id><published>2004-01-04T15:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-04T15:51:05.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alex Lifeson, lead guitarist of Rush, was arrested.  I know Betsy is concerned.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107324936910830147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107324936910830147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107324936910830147' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-107299318558556491</id><published>2004-01-01T16:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T16:41:18.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy New Year everyone.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107299318558556491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107299318558556491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107299318558556491' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-107258150687360728</id><published>2003-12-27T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-27T22:19:53.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've got Feel Like Making Love by Bad Company stuck in my head.  This isn't that unusual, it's been stuck in my head for at least two years now but I just heard it on the radio so now it's right up front draining out all important thoughts.  It's one of those songs that will never completely leave my brain (probably due to the simple and repetitive lyrics).  It will always be playing right below </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107258150687360728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107258150687360728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107258150687360728' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-107241676154969613</id><published>2003-12-26T00:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-26T00:34:05.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Boxing Day everybody!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107241676154969613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107241676154969613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107241676154969613' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-107178324012967383</id><published>2003-12-18T16:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T20:15:35.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First and foremost, I'm feeling much better now.  Maybe I should still be worried about my future but I've got a plan.  It's not a great plan but I'm fairly optimistic things will work out, maybe not for the best but they'll work out.Now on to other uninteresting stuff.I haven't started my Christmas shopping yet.  That's right, haven't started.  How long can I manage to procrastinate on this?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107178324012967383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107178324012967383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107178324012967383' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-107144064474836884</id><published>2003-12-14T17:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T17:25:14.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm really bored and lonely right now.  All my college friends are going home for the holidays and all my old highschool friends have been alienated from me by my lack of seeing them/talking to them for so long.  Not that I'm in any sort of personal hell, I've been bored and lonely before and am very capable of handling said emotions, it's just that there are some personal things going on in my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107144064474836884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107144064474836884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107144064474836884' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-107120059658670671</id><published>2003-12-11T22:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T22:44:22.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had a lot of fun at my cottage party last night but holy shit am I tired.  In fact I think I'm going to call it a night right now, which for me is ridiculously out of character.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107120059658670671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107120059658670671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107120059658670671' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-107065879426960459</id><published>2003-12-05T16:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T16:14:12.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Tech Ops exam was ridiculously easy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107065879426960459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107065879426960459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107065879426960459' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-107048620604446500</id><published>2003-12-03T16:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T16:17:41.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not too long ago I was seriously questioning my chances of passing.  I thought for sure I was fucked and there was no way I'd make it to next semester, let alone graduation.  I'm feeling a bit better now though.  My confidence is up a little and I'm pretty sure I'll make it to at least the end of the first year.  Even if I do fail horribly or get kicked out or any number of other unfavourable </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107048620604446500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107048620604446500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107048620604446500' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-107022303539124621</id><published>2003-11-30T15:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T15:11:26.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been pretty sick for the last three or four days but like most negative things in my life I have chosen to ignore it.  I'm feeling a lot better now, Friday night I felt like death might actually be a reasonable possibility, but now I just have a slight headache and a runny nose.  I probably should have seen a doctor, but then again I should do a lot of things.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107022303539124621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/107022303539124621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107022303539124621' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106962588935027687</id><published>2003-11-23T17:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T17:19:25.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After The GoldrushNeil YoungWell, I dreamed I saw the knightsIn armor coming,Saying something about a queen.There were peasants singing andDrummers drummingAnd the archer split the tree.There was a fanfare blowingTo the sunThat was floating on the breeze.Look at Mother Nature on the runIn the nineteen seventies.Look at Mother Nature on the runIn the nineteen seventies.I was lying</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106962588935027687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106962588935027687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106962588935027687' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106927896693278971</id><published>2003-11-19T16:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T16:56:42.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was one of the shittiest days I've had yet this year.  I was supposed to film a project with Adam Harnest but he had to go to a doctor's appointment.  So he told me he'd be back in about an hour, which is fine because we had plenty of time.  After waiting in the caffeteria for him for two of the most painfully boring hours of my entire life I finally gave up hope that he was coming back.  I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106927896693278971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106927896693278971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106927896693278971' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106911767854832242</id><published>2003-11-17T20:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T20:08:32.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't know about you but I can't listen to Witchy Woman without thinking of the end of that one episode of Seinfeld where Elaine dated the guy who wouldn't let her share his song.  Of course a lot of things remind me of Seinfeld.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106911767854832242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106911767854832242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106911767854832242' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106904153983782992</id><published>2003-11-16T22:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-16T22:59:31.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just a few random things while I have a couple minutes to kill:Does anyone else find it weird that Seth Meyers is on Saturday Night Live at the same time as his brother Josh Meyers is on MadTV?The whole comic book guy "Best. Something. Ever." thing is getting really old and really annoying.  Seriously folks, it's getting almost as bad as the whole Austin Powers craze a few years ago.  In fact</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106904153983782992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106904153983782992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106904153983782992' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106901728903514268</id><published>2003-11-16T16:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-16T16:15:20.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sunday Bloody SundayBlogger is being a bitch again.  Yeah I know, what else is new?By the way, all the headers this week have been song lyrics.  See if you can recognize them.  If you can congratulations, you win absolutely nothing.  Good job.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106901728903514268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106901728903514268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106901728903514268' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106892700843781246</id><published>2003-11-15T15:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T15:10:39.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whatever happened to Saturday night?Why it's Saturday and I have exactly 5 days to do a project that I am not at all ready for and will most definetely do a horrible job on.  I got a D on the last project I did and I was actually ready (or so I thought) for that one.  For this one I have only the slightest idea of what I'm going to do. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106892700843781246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106892700843781246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106892700843781246' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106885840085960797</id><published>2003-11-14T20:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-14T20:07:10.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When Black Friday comesI just bought a book called The Book of Bunny Suicides.  Needless to say it is the greatest purchase I've made all year.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106885840085960797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106885840085960797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106885840085960797' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106868481520740671</id><published>2003-11-12T19:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-12T19:54:02.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wednesday morning was the last time we talkedI had to go in to school today for a stupid seminar thing with people from the telivision industry today.  It had pretty much zero relevance to me.  It was mostly for the second and third years looking for internships.  I don't have any classes on Wednesday so I was upset that my new day of rest was interupted for that waste of time.  I'm not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106868481520740671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106868481520740671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106868481520740671' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106861223731733959</id><published>2003-11-11T23:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T23:44:22.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tuesday's Gone With the WindI woke up too early today.  It wasn't really all that early but it was earlier than I am accostumed to waking up.  I think I'm going to try and get to bed early tonight, which is truely bizarre for me.  I've pretty much been a night owl for as long as I can remember but I'm just wiped right out today.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106861223731733959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106861223731733959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106861223731733959' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106850215063714998</id><published>2003-11-10T17:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T17:09:34.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just in case you needed more proof that teenagers are stupid.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106850215063714998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106850215063714998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106850215063714998' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106850025415711292</id><published>2003-11-10T16:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T16:37:57.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just Another Manic MondayKentucky is a strange state.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106850025415711292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106850025415711292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106850025415711292' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106842981760745498</id><published>2003-11-09T20:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T21:04:00.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First movie you saw in the theatre: can't rememberFav movie as a kid: can't rememberMovie you have seen the most times: BeetlejuiceFav 80's teen movie: Weird ScienceFav song from a movie: Suicide is Painless from MASHFav love movie: When Harry Met SallyFav horror movie: The ShiningFav Drama: not sure, probably The Shawshank Redemption though I'll probably think of a lot more later</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106842981760745498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106842981760745498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106842981760745498' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106817709768915691</id><published>2003-11-06T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T22:51:56.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy belated Guy Fawkes Day.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106817709768915691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106817709768915691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106817709768915691' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106764417630994412</id><published>2003-10-31T18:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T18:49:46.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If I do go out somewhere tonight I got quite the embarrassing costume.I also have to do my halloween movie drunken allnighter sometime this weekend.  The seven movies I got are Hellraiser, Critters, Dawn of the Dead, fright night, sleepaway camp, Jason X, and From Dusk Til Dawn. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106764417630994412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106764417630994412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106764417630994412' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106748637888448739</id><published>2003-10-29T22:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T22:59:43.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alien is rereleased in theatres on Friday.  I must see it.  School is not going too bad.  I'm doing shitty in about half my classes and I'm doing great in the other half.I haven't had a whole lot of time to blog but that will change eventually I assume.  So until then, farewell.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106748637888448739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106748637888448739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106748637888448739' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106731787844378216</id><published>2003-10-28T00:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T00:11:24.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I did really good on my Technical Operations midterm.  Letterman is about to blow up a pumpkin.I really should have waited until I had something to say before I decided to blog.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106731787844378216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106731787844378216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106731787844378216' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106679683169626937</id><published>2003-10-22T00:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T00:27:11.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well my birthday isn't until Thursday but since it's past midnight my last post was technically correct.  In actuality I just forgot what day it was.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106679683169626937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106679683169626937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106679683169626937' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106679662411329829</id><published>2003-10-22T00:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T00:23:43.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I probably wont be blogging much in the next week or so.  Things have been going on in my life but I don't really feel like writing about it because I'm fed up with the internet and I can't blog anything without getting pissed off at my shitty computer.  This is only the third sentence and already I'm getting incredibly frustrated at this piece of junk.  Oh yeah, my birthday's tomorrow.  I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106679662411329829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106679662411329829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106679662411329829' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106658247410011733</id><published>2003-10-19T12:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-19T12:54:33.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not that anyone really cares but in case you were wondering I'm rooting for the Marlins.  The Yankees win too damn much.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106658247410011733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106658247410011733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106658247410011733' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106608478669412969</id><published>2003-10-13T18:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T18:39:46.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What kind of a world are we living in?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106608478669412969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106608478669412969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106608478669412969' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106607628959341305</id><published>2003-10-13T16:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T16:18:09.500-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today I've been in my traditional post-Thanksgiving do-nothing mode.  This is different from my usual do-nothing mode only by the fact that the button on my jeans is undone to allow for comfortable digestion.  Speaking of which, I do not envy people that work in the Canadian sewage industry for the next few days.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106607628959341305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106607628959341305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106607628959341305' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106589661856812865</id><published>2003-10-11T14:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-11T14:23:38.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have a rather embarrassing confession to make.  I've been watching the latest Survivor religiously.  I haven't missed an episode yet.  This may not seem that weird seeing as there's only been 4 or so episodes but for me that's a big deal.  I don't have the presence of mind to remember to watch every episode of even my favorite shows.  Don't get me wrong, I know it's stupid, but it's the type of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106589661856812865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106589661856812865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_10_05_archive.html#106589661856812865' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106589590995402825</id><published>2003-10-11T14:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-11T14:11:49.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My week's gotten much better since the unbelievably crappy Tuesday and Wednesday.  Aside from some slight boredom I'm having a great day. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106589590995402825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106589590995402825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_10_05_archive.html#106589590995402825' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106563320570449571</id><published>2003-10-08T13:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-08T13:13:25.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday sucked.  I slept in (again) and  missed my classes.  I also missed a test that I am certain I would have done well on.  Fucking Tuesdays.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106563320570449571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106563320570449571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_10_05_archive.html#106563320570449571' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106549474610348463</id><published>2003-10-06T22:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-06T22:46:24.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I need a kickass idea for a Halloween costume this year.  I need to make up for last year's costume which was no more than an eye patch.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106549474610348463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106549474610348463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_10_05_archive.html#106549474610348463' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106506913867702593</id><published>2003-10-02T00:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-02T00:32:18.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>School is going good and I'm going to bed.  Not very interesting I know but such is my life.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106506913867702593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106506913867702593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_09_28_archive.html#106506913867702593' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106468821986590464</id><published>2003-09-27T14:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-27T14:43:39.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fuck fuck fuck.  I have no clue what I'm doing for my T.V. Presentations assignment.  I'm going to fail.  But at least I get the pleasure of watching my partner fail too.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106468821986590464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106468821986590464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_09_21_archive.html#106468821986590464' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106468762296140916</id><published>2003-09-27T14:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-27T14:33:42.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Maybe it's just me but if I were in a wheelchair I'd find those Segway scooters somewhat offensive.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106468762296140916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106468762296140916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_09_21_archive.html#106468762296140916' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106461576110014154</id><published>2003-09-26T18:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T18:36:00.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is legitimate art.  Really.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106461576110014154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106461576110014154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_09_21_archive.html#106461576110014154' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106461535591171474</id><published>2003-09-26T18:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T18:29:15.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh WB, where do you come up with this stuff?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106461535591171474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106461535591171474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_09_21_archive.html#106461535591171474' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106461476800086366</id><published>2003-09-26T18:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T18:19:27.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jennifer Garner was on Letterman last night.  I used to like her but she's quite a ditz and I really have no patience for that, even in spite of her near overwhelming cuteness.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106461476800086366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106461476800086366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_09_21_archive.html#106461476800086366' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106461138612848177</id><published>2003-09-26T17:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T18:03:38.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Celebrity deaths so far this year:Robert Palmer, musician, 54Herb Gardner, playwright, 68George Plimpton, author, 76Johnny Cash, musician, 71John Ritter, actor, 54Warren Zevon, musician, 56Gregory Hines, dancer, 57Charles Bronson, actor, 81Bob Hope, comedian, 100John Schlesinger, director, 77Buddy Ebsen, actor, 95Barry White, musician, 58Buddy Hackett, comedian, 79Katharine Hepburn,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106461138612848177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106461138612848177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_09_21_archive.html#106461138612848177' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106452288065752164</id><published>2003-09-25T16:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-25T16:48:00.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Am I the only one who thought that Paris got completely dicked over in Romeo and Juliet?Last night I finally saw the Puerto Rican Day Parade episode of Seinfeld.  This was the only episode I hadn't seen.  I had missed it every time it had been on.  Now I can finally die in peace.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106452288065752164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106452288065752164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_09_21_archive.html#106452288065752164' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106428317029964141</id><published>2003-09-22T21:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-22T22:12:50.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What, me worry?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106428317029964141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106428317029964141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_09_21_archive.html#106428317029964141' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106383919028851901</id><published>2003-09-17T18:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-17T18:53:09.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Romeo and Juliet with werewolfs and vampires?  That's more fucked up than that horror movie about the tooth fairy last year.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106383919028851901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106383919028851901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_09_14_archive.html#106383919028851901' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106383861396271126</id><published>2003-09-17T18:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-17T18:51:21.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I thought Surfer Guy looked familiar.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106383861396271126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106383861396271126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_09_14_archive.html#106383861396271126' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106375106760101998</id><published>2003-09-16T18:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-16T18:24:27.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why does it not surprise me that today was a)Tuesday and b)crappy.  I'll tell you why it doesn't surprise me, because every Tuesday is crappy.  I have yet to have a good Tuesday.  Seriously folks, I've been keeping track.  Actually today wasn't all that crappy, just boring.  Very boring.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106375106760101998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106375106760101998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_09_14_archive.html#106375106760101998' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106357684671883717</id><published>2003-09-14T17:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-14T18:00:46.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This weekend I amwatching: Bowling for Columbinelistening to: The Wind - Warren Zevonreading: Alpha and Omega by Charles SeifeI couldn't ask for more in the way of thought provoking entertainment and I do love movies, books, and music (in that order) but I would fucking kill for a fun party, a great abundance of vodka, and some meaningless sex.  Sometimes it's nice to spend a weekend </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106357684671883717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106357684671883717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_09_14_archive.html#106357684671883717' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106340439773086781</id><published>2003-09-12T18:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-12T18:06:53.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HighwaymanI was a highwayman. Along the coach roads I did rideWith sword and pistol by my sideMany a young maid lost her baubles to my tradeMany a soldier shed his lifeblood on my bladeThe bastards hung me in the spring of twenty-fiveBut I am still alive.I was a sailor. I was born upon the tideAnd with the sea I did abide.I sailed a schooner round the Horn to MexicoI went aloft and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106340439773086781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106340439773086781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106340439773086781' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106323408452111915</id><published>2003-09-10T18:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T18:48:04.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I guess I'll blog, I have nothing else to do right now.  I don't have much to say.  I finally got my report card from last year.  I actually passed Politics, which surprised me.  I just bought Lies and the Lying Liars Who Tell Them by Al Franken which is funny and incredibly cynical and I highly recommend it to anyone, unless of course you're a conservative in which case it will probably piss you</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106323408452111915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106323408452111915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106323408452111915' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106287821251956567</id><published>2003-09-06T15:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-06T15:56:52.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No blogging for a while for me.  At least not until I get into some kind of semi-regular sleep schedual.  Quite frankly I'm a little exhausted.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106287821251956567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106287821251956567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106287821251956567' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106228901683240166</id><published>2003-08-30T20:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-30T20:16:56.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Logical Song SupertrampWhen I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful,a miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical.And all the birds in the trees, well they'd be singing so happily,joyfully, playfully watching me.But then they send me away to teach me how to be sensible,logical, responsible, practical.And they showed me a world where I could be so dependable,clinical, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106228901683240166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106228901683240166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106228901683240166' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106219779863763431</id><published>2003-08-29T18:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T18:56:38.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There is in every madman a misunderstood genius whose idea, shining in his head, frightened people, and for whom delirium was the only solution to the strangulation that life had prepared for him.-Antonin Artaud</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106219779863763431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106219779863763431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106219779863763431' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106184197827010648</id><published>2003-08-25T16:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T16:06:18.290-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I haven't blogged in a while for three reasons, I'm terribly lazy, nothing interesting has happened, and I'm busy getting my shit together for college.  By 'getting my shit together' I mean more mentally than physically.  I'm really bad going into situations where I don't know what to expect.  Of course, I probably would have a very good idea what to expect if I had have done even the most basic </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106184197827010648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106184197827010648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106184197827010648' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017097.post-106134270404881030</id><published>2003-08-19T21:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-19T21:25:03.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I saw Pirates of the Caribean last night.  It was not a good movie, nor did I expect it to be.  Unfortunately I'd already seen the other two movies playing in the Trenton theater and neither of them were worth seeing twice.  I probably should have just stayed home and saved $7.00.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106134270404881030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017097/posts/default/106134270404881030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theshoeswelcomemat.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106134270404881030' title=''/><author><name>Donny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15871027454607229971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
