<?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-5469466</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:17:35.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Madd Yammer</title><subtitle type='html'>"It's like you come on to this planet with a crayon box. Now, you may get the 8-pack...you may get the 16-pack, but it's all in what you do with the crayons, the colours that you're given. And don't worry about drawing within the lines or colouring outside the lines. I say, 'colour outside the lines!' Do you know what I mean? 'Colour right off the page...don't box me in!'" 
-Waking Life </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>165</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5469466.post-111240796832426366</id><published>2005-04-01T21:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T21:12:48.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Excerpts from 'Smashed Potatoes: A kid's-eye view of the kitchen' in stores since 1974Steak and smashed potatoes and apple pieFor Steak:                    1 pound of steak with red meat on it                    5 potatoes or 10 pounds                    10 inches of saltFor Gravy                    A whole of flour                    6 inches of waterFor Pie                    10 inches of dough</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/111240796832426366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/111240796832426366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111240796832426366' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-111239601753188784</id><published>2005-04-01T17:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T10:41:14.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hush little baby, don't you cry,Daddy's here to teach you about lanthanides.Cerium is first, yes it leads the way,hexagonal structure and it is iron grayPraseodymium is next and it looks like brassAnd it is a component of didymium glass.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/111239601753188784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/111239601753188784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111239601753188784' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-110257126182420912</id><published>2004-12-09T01:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T00:47:41.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In other news, I've picked some good boogers lately.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/110257126182420912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/110257126182420912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110257126182420912' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-110195985380376060</id><published>2004-12-01T22:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T10:37:19.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Dear Colleague,We feel honored to let you know that the International Scientific Committee has selected your aforementioned paper for oral presentation at the 4th European &amp; African Conference on Wind Engineering and publication in the EACWE 4 Proceedings."To be exact, they accepted an abstract for the paper......which still has to be written.  Anyways, I probably shouldn't complain.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/110195985380376060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/110195985380376060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110195985380376060' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-110123001023315948</id><published>2004-11-23T13:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T12:13:30.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Anyone up for some winter camping in the Adirondacks?http://www.adirondacks.com/wintercamping.html</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/110123001023315948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/110123001023315948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110123001023315948' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-109545241704335562</id><published>2004-09-17T16:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T16:20:17.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Unless you're the boss, the boss is always stupid."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/109545241704335562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/109545241704335562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109545241704335562' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-109519669455862206</id><published>2004-09-14T17:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T17:24:25.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've found that I'm addicted to two things. CSI and mijn kleine slappe gebra. U bent giftig</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/109519669455862206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/109519669455862206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109519669455862206' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-109423670770425647</id><published>2004-09-03T14:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T14:38:27.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"I'm not drunk, you're just so beau-terful it makes me studder"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/109423670770425647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/109423670770425647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109423670770425647' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-109294454938355870</id><published>2004-08-19T15:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T15:42:29.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was just reviewing my once in 50 year wind speed (sustained for 10 mins) prediction for Chievres Airbase in Belgium when I realized that there must be 3 types of genes. Dominant (D), Recessive (R), and the Handicapped (H) gene. Now, if there are approximately 30-40 thousand genes in the human body, my guess is that if you have more then 15,000 H genes you're in trouble. With more then 15,000 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/109294454938355870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/109294454938355870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109294454938355870' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-109171713819367157</id><published>2004-08-05T10:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T10:45:38.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Diplomacy is the art of saying 'nice doggy' until you can find a rock to hit him with."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/109171713819367157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/109171713819367157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109171713819367157' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-109171581468477414</id><published>2004-08-05T10:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T10:23:34.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmmm....252 text files, 12 megs each, 18 possible matches for each line of data...this is going to take awhile.On a completely related note, I hope the writers of Matlab die the post painful of deaths.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/109171581468477414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/109171581468477414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109171581468477414' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-109103848784064764</id><published>2004-07-28T14:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T14:14:47.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I want to start a wind energy company. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/109103848784064764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/109103848784064764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109103848784064764' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-109103818556699889</id><published>2004-07-28T13:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T14:09:45.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> http://www.ahajokes.com/crt883.html </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/109103818556699889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/109103818556699889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109103818556699889' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-10881925237720104</id><published>2004-06-25T15:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T15:42:03.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One of my contacts were really bugging me so I just took it out and threw it out. So simple mathematics tells me that the result of this is that I now only have one contact in. I can verify this because when I close my one eye, I cannot see so well out of the open one. When I switch, I can see everything quite clearly out the open eye. If that isn't enough proof, poking my other eye and moving </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/10881925237720104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/10881925237720104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#10881925237720104' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-108817173753951208</id><published>2004-06-25T09:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T13:17:02.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't feel like working so I've started compiling a list of excerpts from the body/subject of emails at work between Megg and I. Quite a few family guy quotes. I wonder what the ITS dudes would think if they read all the subject titles."There is a big yellow button on the wall that is just screaming for me to push it. The sign says 'CAUTION  Do not reset yellow halon abort pull station until </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/108817173753951208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/108817173753951208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108817173753951208' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-108816974806806814</id><published>2004-06-25T09:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T09:22:28.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel so special, I was the 5000 visitor to my own site.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/108816974806806814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/108816974806806814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108816974806806814' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-108747825368121020</id><published>2004-06-17T09:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T09:17:33.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Performing a self-cesarean section is the new pink.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/108747825368121020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/108747825368121020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108747825368121020' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-108237588169065118</id><published>2004-04-19T07:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T08:00:57.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Flight leave in 11 days. Still have to write 3 exams, pack up my shit and move to the new house, pack for the trip, go to Toronto and there are plenty of big hockey games I still have to watch. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/108237588169065118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/108237588169065118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108237588169065118' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-108235111394135967</id><published>2004-04-19T01:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T01:08:09.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah, so it seems I found the secret to having people leave you alone during exam study time. Not showering. I'm goin on 3 or 4 days now, so I'm sure to most clean people they can either a) see stench lines radiating from my body or b) notice a little green tinge to my slightly toxic and dirty body. Only 18 more hrs to my next exam is done and I'll shower. On that note, tomorrow, I look forward to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/108235111394135967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/108235111394135967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108235111394135967' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-108100797619838138</id><published>2004-04-03T10:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T11:02:15.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shhhhhhh, be vewy, vewy quiet! I'm hunting fwoppy socked fwying gebwas!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/108100797619838138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/108100797619838138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108100797619838138' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-108086435513462719</id><published>2004-04-01T19:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T19:08:33.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Which Family Guy character are you?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/108086435513462719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/108086435513462719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108086435513462719' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-108078836230770182</id><published>2004-03-31T21:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T22:01:59.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finally here it is, better late then never..Visited M-Dogg, and Cegue (cee-guh) on the weekend in Ktown, here are some plays of the weekend worth noting:22/24 cupcakesCherry chip batter monster attacks with a measuring cup while on the phone with crop topNovembers pumpkin looks a little flat and illStages: That's creepy... who's hand is that?  ....hersHope you like your food off the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/108078836230770182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/108078836230770182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108078836230770182' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107998052792971170</id><published>2004-03-22T13:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T14:50:33.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today in class I was thinking about all the different things I was hungry enough to eat for lunch and randomly had an idea pop into my head as to what my thesis could be if I decided to do the accelerated masters program. Unfortunately it doesn't involve a snipers plan to pick someone off as a penny is dropped from the CN Tower, but I'll keep that one in mind. Who knows where life's travels will </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107998052792971170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107998052792971170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107998052792971170' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107991011258355915</id><published>2004-03-21T18:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T18:04:20.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>An excellent weekend, a summary may follow once these 4 quarter pounders with cheese settle in my stomach.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107991011258355915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107991011258355915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107991011258355915' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107962752263362242</id><published>2004-03-18T11:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T11:34:26.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"I've gotta get out of this town,'cause I'm just a frog in this very small pond, and if I keep on croakin' from dusk till dawn,well, can anyone tell if I'm here or I'm gone?I've gotta get out of this town."Out of This Town - Brad Yoder</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107962752263362242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107962752263362242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107962752263362242' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107962129829794171</id><published>2004-03-18T09:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T09:50:42.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Farewell, vain world! I'm going home!My savior smiles and bids me come,And I don't care to stay here long!"I'm Going Home - Sacred Harp Singers At Liberty Church</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107962129829794171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107962129829794171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107962129829794171' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107938466205673573</id><published>2004-03-15T16:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T16:11:38.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I realized during class today that I'm constantly looking at my watch thinking '20 mins past so far, 1/3 of the way done class!!' and '45 mins done 75% there!'. However today was different, I decided that I was cheating myself because all of my classes really only go to 10 to or 5 to the hour (supposed to be 10 to, but usually are 5 to), conveniently it was 11 mins after so I knew it was exactly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107938466205673573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107938466205673573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107938466205673573' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107928274702964721</id><published>2004-03-14T11:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T13:23:58.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh Robin Williams:"Pakistan has the bomb, China has the bomb...or maybe not, maybe they just have a billion people going 'BOOM!' ""...and if you looked on your bag of chips, it said there is a small side effect, 'May cause anal leakage'. I don't really find that a SLIGHT side effect, I find that to be a pretty fucked up day. If my ass is leaking...that's bad. If you have an oil slick falling </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107928274702964721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107928274702964721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107928274702964721' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107897435728908470</id><published>2004-03-10T22:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T22:08:13.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was off dreaming in geography tonight, and I thought that I was kayaking up a fjord in Norway. I was yelling at an erratic oil tanker that was coming up the channel towards me to get out of the way because I had just kayaked all the way from Canada, and just wanted to get a decent meal and a beer.And just for the hell of an unprovoked attack to piss off all of you grammer whores:me hopes; </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107897435728908470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107897435728908470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107897435728908470' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107895407193735240</id><published>2004-03-10T16:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T16:30:08.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There was a stone in my shoe today.......I wonder if it fell out of my kidney.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107895407193735240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107895407193735240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107895407193735240' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107880551873053119</id><published>2004-03-08T23:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T23:14:13.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nothing like stopping by your prof's office at 4 in the afternoon to ask how to do the first question on the assignment that was due at 9am that morning...not to mention it was handed out a week ago.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107880551873053119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107880551873053119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107880551873053119' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107828681213810667</id><published>2004-03-02T23:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T23:09:00.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just noticed that all of the Canadian teams in the NHL are clumped into 2 of the 6 divisions. That's crap. Especially since all of them are playoff bound with the exception of Edmonton</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107828681213810667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107828681213810667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107828681213810667' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107826110897668259</id><published>2004-03-02T15:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T16:00:37.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Trebec I pose a conundrum to you, a riddle if you will. What's the difference between you and a mallard with a cold? One's a sick duck......I can't remember how it ends but your mother is a whore."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107826110897668259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107826110897668259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107826110897668259' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107819812615251040</id><published>2004-03-01T22:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T22:38:56.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Again it has been pointed out to me that I don't really talk while I eat. It's nothing against the other person, it's just that I'm so used to eating fast that I just can't break the habit. I'm generally listening to what other people are saying, it isn't like I'm ignoring them, I just don't have the opportunity to say anything because the food is going in too fast. If I were to try to get words </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107819812615251040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107819812615251040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107819812615251040' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107806113635981800</id><published>2004-02-29T08:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T08:27:42.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107806113635981800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107806113635981800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107806113635981800' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107792080446138758</id><published>2004-02-27T17:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T08:27:08.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107792080446138758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107792080446138758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107792080446138758' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107672651341691725</id><published>2004-02-13T21:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T21:53:17.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well today was the first day ever that I had to thaw my face with a blow drier. *bites at blow drier*And in other news..."Is that RASPBERRY PIE FILLING on the bed sheets?? Are..are..ARE YOU CHEATING ON ME?!?!?!!""It's strawberry-rhubarb I swear!!!!"Oh and watch out, otherwise Big Momma might be comin after ya.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107672651341691725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107672651341691725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107672651341691725' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107659226696316080</id><published>2004-02-12T08:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T08:26:15.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Calculus is alot like pissing down your leg.Sure it's hot for you, but it's not for anyone else."-Can't remember</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107659226696316080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107659226696316080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107659226696316080' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107647744980969822</id><published>2004-02-11T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T00:32:37.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CHEMICAL ENGINEER: n. A person who does for profit what a chemist does for fun. see also "Prostitution"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107647744980969822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107647744980969822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107647744980969822' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107647549916103413</id><published>2004-02-10T23:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T00:00:06.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In some foreign country a priest, a lawyer and an engineer areabout to be guillotined.  The priest puts his head on the block,they pull the rope and nothing happens -- he declares that he'sbeen saved by divine intervention -- so he's let go.  The lawyeris put on the block, and again the rope doesn't release theblade, he claims he can't be executed twice for the same crimeand he is set free </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107647549916103413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107647549916103413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107647549916103413' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107627212674762836</id><published>2004-02-08T15:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T15:30:31.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haven't posted for a bit, haven't had much to say.Colin and I got a place just off of Richmond. It's pretty sweet, best part is that it backs onto a park, we don't even have a backyard fence, it just flows right into the big park. Have to get some ultimate games goin on this summer. We'll be sharing it with a couple other people, it'll be good to meet some more people...I think. I could use a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107627212674762836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107627212674762836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107627212674762836' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107585358036455575</id><published>2004-02-03T19:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T19:14:40.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Had free pizza with the TA's and whatnot but the one TA was telling us about how at the company he used to work for this one architect and him did not get along..."You have to move that concrete column""Why?""Because it won't support the building""Can't you make it stronger?""Yes but it'll have to be 3 times the width" *side note: it was already like a 7 foot wide column inside the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107585358036455575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107585358036455575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107585358036455575' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107574733421340960</id><published>2004-02-02T13:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T13:43:52.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Compress, for example, the entire 4.5 billion years of geologic time into a single year. On that scale, the oldest rocks we know date from about mid-March. Living things first appeared in the sea in May. Land plants and animals emerged in late November and the widespread swamps that formed the Pennsylvanian coal deposits flourished for about four days in early December. Dinosaurs became dominant</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107574733421340960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107574733421340960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107574733421340960' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107543206993958375</id><published>2004-01-29T22:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T23:44:11.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Hi, I hit your car""Hi, great."Random leftover floor sock"You might want to go to a hair salon""Isn't this....a salon?"Canned peaches and vanilla ice cream?Multiple downtown adventures/missions"Did I look pale in the picture?""Well you were with the brown crew..."That driveway bush loves you.Darwinism &amp; Sit on my faceThey should really market a thing to hang from your rearview</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107543206993958375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107543206993958375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107543206993958375' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107457261002543271</id><published>2004-01-19T23:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T23:24:55.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Accidentally microwaved the oven mitts instead of my dinner. Yes, they're okay, it was only for like 10 secs.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107457261002543271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107457261002543271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107457261002543271' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107440218738467905</id><published>2004-01-18T00:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T00:04:31.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Drinking week has finally come to a close. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107440218738467905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107440218738467905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107440218738467905' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107421414605748952</id><published>2004-01-15T19:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T19:50:27.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Random things from my day.Well I'm semi-proud to say that I still have yet to break out the winter jacket. I've been making it by with my spring jacket thus far. I only really use it for tobogganing or snowboarding and that's mostly because it adds extra padding to the wipeouts. In other and completely unrelated news, it was a pretty freakin chilly walk to school this morning. 2.2km @ -19 + </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107421414605748952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107421414605748952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107421414605748952' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107414152491007879</id><published>2004-01-14T23:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T23:40:05.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I was listening to some of the cds from the Beethoven Complete Symphony Boxset,  the 9th symphony has always been and continues to be my favourite. When I was listening to it I remembered an article I read quite some years back. Apparently part of the decision when deciding how long they should make cds was based on if they made it 74mins long then they'd be able to fit the entire 9th </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107414152491007879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107414152491007879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107414152491007879' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107408744470989745</id><published>2004-01-14T08:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T08:38:44.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So lots of school work sucks, so does maybe like 3 hrs of sleep the night before I have 10hrs of class.I feel like I just went a dozen rounds with.....well any professional kickboxer. So just help me up, but my mouthgaurd in...and point me in the right direction.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107408744470989745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107408744470989745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107408744470989745' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107388153911092387</id><published>2004-01-11T23:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T23:26:56.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Been drunk everyday at some point for 5 days straight. Wait..thursday, friday, saturday, sunday. 4 days straight. 5 more to go. I'm not looking forward to tuesday night, 10 hrs of class on wednesday yikes. Actually I'm looking forward to tuesday night, just not wednesday morning. And I'm doing the countdown my way. Muh hah hah, 11!Owww...gotta take these skiing/snowboarding goggles off, they're</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107388153911092387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107388153911092387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107388153911092387' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107375311999938905</id><published>2004-01-10T11:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T11:46:31.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nothing like a good ol' game of pond hockey when it's -24 out.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107375311999938905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107375311999938905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107375311999938905' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107367268608025090</id><published>2004-01-09T13:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-09T13:27:49.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I decided to wear my snowpants to class this morning. I figured that since I was feeling a little drunk still, if a snowbank decided to maliciously attack me, and by that I mean me falling over onto the snowbank, I wouldn't have to sit in class wet for 4 hrs.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107367268608025090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107367268608025090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107367268608025090' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107363140895938543</id><published>2004-01-09T01:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-09T01:58:03.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*squints at screen* is this thing working?I don't think I should say anything.Best post ever. *passes out*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107363140895938543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107363140895938543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107363140895938543' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107359903848310455</id><published>2004-01-08T16:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T16:59:33.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So it was a little bit of an interesting afternoon. Turns out second year civil engineers have a horrible overall average in all their classes. Whether it's due to some changes in the courses they've made, or the fact that this is the first year we're not allowed to use the $120 programmable calculators that they made us buy in first year I don't know. But tomorrow we are getting a 'talking to' </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107359903848310455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107359903848310455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107359903848310455' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107358108533183903</id><published>2004-01-08T11:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T11:59:18.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Turns out if I take an extra course or two in the next 2 years I can also graduate with a bachelor's in math and one in stats as well.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107358108533183903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107358108533183903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107358108533183903' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107353146844785873</id><published>2004-01-07T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T22:12:22.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel the need for a road trip. About 7 days should be good. 3.5 days each way. I figure if we take turns driving we could get somewhere near South America.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107353146844785873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107353146844785873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107353146844785873' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107352917032987051</id><published>2004-01-07T21:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T21:34:03.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My body must haaaatte me.Fluid intake today:- 2 large tim hortons coffees- 1 cup of whiskey- half a cup of water</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107352917032987051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107352917032987051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107352917032987051' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107351194254134414</id><published>2004-01-07T16:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T16:46:55.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"So you may write me down in historyWith your bitter twisted liesYou may trod me down in the very dirtAnd still like the dustI'll rise"Ben Harper - I'll Rise</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107351194254134414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107351194254134414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107351194254134414' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107350801042332255</id><published>2004-01-07T15:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T15:41:23.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Hello out there, we're on the air, it's hockey night tonight Tension grows, the whistle blows, and the puck goes down the ice The goalie jumps and the players bump and the fans all go insane Someone roars, "Bobby scores!", at the good old hockey game Oh, the good old hockey game, is the best game you can name And the best game you can name, is the good old hockey game Second period.... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107350801042332255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107350801042332255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107350801042332255' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107350778466654797</id><published>2004-01-07T13:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T15:37:52.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"All that I am I have beenAll I have been has been a long time comingI am becoming all that I amThe spittle that surrounds the mouth-piece of the fluteUnheard, yet feltA gathered wetnessA quiet moistureSound trapped in a bubbleReleased into wind"Blackalicious - Release</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107350778466654797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107350778466654797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107350778466654797' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107342635143366657</id><published>2004-01-06T16:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T17:00:23.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmmm...maybe I'll do my masters. I could go for doing some consulting on the side of teaching. Then again the idea of an extra 2 years of school is unappealing. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-HUUUNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN-YYAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-   WHAT'S ON THE MEEEENNNUUUUUUUUUU??????????</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107342635143366657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107342635143366657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107342635143366657' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107332732881692454</id><published>2004-01-05T13:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-05T13:35:09.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The weather outside is great. It's about -4 plus gentle breeze, so it's just a little brisk, but quite refreshing actually. And there is about 2 inches of snow on the ground, so it's bright out despite the fact that it's slightly overcast. But not so bright that you need to squint to tell if it's a spacebus about to hit you or a crazy senior bootin'er on his/her scooter. Anyways, where was I? Ahh</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107332732881692454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107332732881692454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107332732881692454' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107330995007109165</id><published>2004-01-05T08:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-05T08:40:20.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And '1999's Worst Film of the Year' award goes to........"When *%#! Happens"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107330995007109165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107330995007109165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107330995007109165' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107324005524125930</id><published>2004-01-04T13:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-04T13:15:25.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Claw thing, you make my gashes singYou make everything, groovyYeah claw thingYeah claw thingYeah yeah claw thingJust like a Spanish TacoOh claw it to meClaw thing"It's a new year. Hakuna Matata, what a wonderful phrase.Definitely more embarressing for guys!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107324005524125930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107324005524125930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107324005524125930' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107302724883913803</id><published>2004-01-02T02:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-02T02:08:36.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ramblings.There is something about losing a game to people who aren't actually playing that just doesn't seem right. Taylor polynomials anyone? Commmeeee on!! Fine no calculus? PAAAAAANNNNNCAKES anyone?Now where did I leave my creepy bear suit? I mean *puts on mittens*  Heeeelllllloooooooooo!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107302724883913803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107302724883913803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107302724883913803' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107266857353660476</id><published>2003-12-28T22:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-28T22:30:37.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shooting a staple gun at each other isn't as fun as one may imagine.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107266857353660476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107266857353660476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107266857353660476' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107265700507684129</id><published>2003-12-28T19:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-28T19:17:48.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's definitely time to fix the exhaust fan in the washroom upstairs. When it's on it sounds like the house is trying to take off, or eat me. And if I'm gonna die I'd rather it not involve being eatten by a fan while on then can, or any evil Cucurbitaceae, 'it's pretty damn nasty lookin'......now if I could only figure out where these two leftover screws go....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107265700507684129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107265700507684129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107265700507684129' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107254966637718818</id><published>2003-12-27T13:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-27T13:34:15.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't think the egg yolk and hot salsa sat well together in my stomach. The egg yolk was like 'Move it bitch.' and then the salsa was like 'I don't need to take your shit you pre-chicken' and then just when things were going to get rough, Gastric Juice decided to jump in and join the party and leaked hydrochloric acid and pepsin everywhere.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107254966637718818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107254966637718818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107254966637718818' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107254127280277604</id><published>2003-12-27T11:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-27T11:08:55.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There's nothing like belting out the Elephant Love Song from Moulin Rouge at the top your lungs.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107254127280277604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107254127280277604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107254127280277604' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107253995467266377</id><published>2003-12-27T10:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-27T10:46:56.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What is a "successful hunting trip" ? When three men kill 9 cases of Budweiser in two days.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107253995467266377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107253995467266377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107253995467266377' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107239999835982983</id><published>2003-12-25T19:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-25T19:54:18.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Merry Christmas Sadie.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107239999835982983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107239999835982983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107239999835982983' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107230191222247626</id><published>2003-12-24T16:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-25T10:16:31.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bring it on Christmas break, Bring. It. On.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107230191222247626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107230191222247626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107230191222247626' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107214262380506046</id><published>2003-12-22T20:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T05:49:54.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everything you wanted...or not wanted to know about snake sex."Male snakes have two penis (called hemipenes or “half penis” in the mistaken belief that they were pressed together to form one penis, the hemipenes are inverted and tucked into their tails). Some snakes alternate between the two for separate matings, some just use which ever is closest to the female. The hemipenes inflates when it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107214262380506046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107214262380506046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107214262380506046' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107212991290936585</id><published>2003-12-22T16:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T16:52:50.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Imagine...a place where monkeys wash up on a beach like hairy ocean fruit"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107212991290936585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107212991290936585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107212991290936585' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107202359964854357</id><published>2003-12-21T11:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-21T14:01:10.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"I had an interesting morning, I got into an argument with my rice krispies, I distinctly heard 'Snap, Crackle, Fuck him'. I don't know which one of them said it, I was reaching for the artificial sweetner and was not looking directly into the bowl."George Carlin</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107202359964854357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107202359964854357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107202359964854357' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107199059509812400</id><published>2003-12-21T02:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-21T02:10:51.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"I'm practically a walking rubik's cube with pants"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107199059509812400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107199059509812400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107199059509812400' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107195411148650114</id><published>2003-12-20T16:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-20T16:02:47.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Remember kids, knives are not a toy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107195411148650114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107195411148650114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107195411148650114' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107170261926937400</id><published>2003-12-17T18:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T18:11:12.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FINALLY.It's like now that exams are done my body remembered that it hasn't eattin in 2 weeks. In 30 mins I've had half a bag of tostitos, 3 girl cheeses and 3 bowls of cereal. 3 is the magic number? I believe it is. Now if I can just triple fist later I'll be all set.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107170261926937400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107170261926937400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107170261926937400' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107155430581572171</id><published>2003-12-16T00:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T00:59:16.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Take the Whatanimal best portrays your sexual appetite?? Quiz </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107155430581572171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107155430581572171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107155430581572171' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107155206996676312</id><published>2003-12-16T00:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T00:22:00.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What's Your Puppy's Personality?Your puppy's a Best Friend True blue, loyal, and fun, you've got a best friend forever in this pint-sized puppy. Your puppy's ready for anything — as long as you're along for the ride. It's not just that you like some of the same things — from cuddling to playing catch, it's that you understand each other. You know when he needs a belly rub, he knows when you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107155206996676312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107155206996676312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107155206996676312' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107155153359666142</id><published>2003-12-16T00:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T00:43:52.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What Kind of Monkey Are You?You're a Chimpanzee. That's right, chimps are the Einsteins of the primate world (so long as you're not counting that species known as human). That's why you might find that you're known as the tinkerer and the "smarty pants" amongst your friends and co-workers. Like most chimpanzees, you're probably an excellent problem-solver and can often find an answer for any </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107155153359666142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107155153359666142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107155153359666142' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107149227603465221</id><published>2003-12-15T07:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T07:45:25.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I made the biggest shampoo mohawk in the shower this morning, it was great!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107149227603465221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107149227603465221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107149227603465221' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107146628468362109</id><published>2003-12-15T00:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T00:33:57.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mid-Term Exam - CEE 224 Engineering Fluid Mecahnics.  December 18, 2000  Page 6 of 6Question 7. Part x)A man sits in his boat in a swimming pool. In the boat there is a large log weighing 75 lbs. with a specific gravity of 0.7. If the man throws the log into the swimming pool, what happens to the absolute level of the water in the swimming pool relative to the bottom of the pool.I don't know</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107146628468362109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107146628468362109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107146628468362109' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107138277935050221</id><published>2003-12-14T01:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T01:20:47.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107138277935050221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107138277935050221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107138277935050221' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107138267329277736</id><published>2003-12-14T01:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T01:18:42.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*Sung to the tune of Jingle Bells*Jingle Presents!Beat the Pheasants!Reindeer tastes like SPPAAMMM!Kick the Elf, Engorge yourself and Ambush Santa's vanHEY!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107138267329277736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107138267329277736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107138267329277736' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107116884057849003</id><published>2003-12-11T13:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T13:54:46.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmmm....What colour would smurfs turn if they were choking?????I mean think about it. Our blood is iron based and carries oxygen. This results in the red. Now lets assume that Smurfs require and breathe oxygen, and that there blood is a bluish colour. Chances are if there blood is blue when carrying oxygen then their blood is maybe copper based. So choking them may turn them greenish? Or is it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107116884057849003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107116884057849003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107116884057849003' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107108703647285653</id><published>2003-12-10T15:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-10T15:11:22.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was just emptying out old emails and thought I'd post a couple. In my defense these emails came from girls.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107108703647285653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107108703647285653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107108703647285653' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107108683986024550</id><published>2003-12-10T15:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-10T15:08:05.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For all you guys out there who just can't figure it out, here it is: In the world of romance, one single rule applies: Make the woman happy. Do something she likes and you get points. Do something she dislikes and points are subtracted. You don't get any points for doing something she expects...Sorry, that's the way the game is played.Here is a guide to the point system.Simple Duties:  You </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107108683986024550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107108683986024550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107108683986024550' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107108594013770832</id><published>2003-12-10T14:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-10T14:53:06.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Temperature Conversion Chart The Official Canadian Temperature Conversion Chart:  50° Fahrenheit (10° C) Californians shiver uncontrollably. Canadians plant gardens. 35° Fahrenheit (1.6° C) Italian cars won't start Canadians drive with the windows down 32° Fahrenheit (0 ° C) American water freezes Canadian water gets thicker. 0° Fahrenheit (-17.9° C) New York City landlords </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107108594013770832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107108594013770832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107108594013770832' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107108562311906046</id><published>2003-12-10T14:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-10T14:47:48.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Female dictionary1. "Fine"This is the word women use at the end of any argument when they feel they are right but can't stand to hear you argue any longer. It means that you should shut up. (NEVER use "fine" to describe how she looks. This will cause you to have one of those arguments.)2. "Five minutes"This is half an hour. It is equivalent to the five minutes that your football game is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107108562311906046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107108562311906046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107108562311906046' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107108513995664987</id><published>2003-12-10T14:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-10T14:39:45.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Old but still good.A new priest at his first mass was so nervous he could hardly speak. After mass he asked the monsignor how he had done. Themonsignor replied, "When I am worried about getting nervous on the pulpit, I put a glass of vodka next to the water glass.If I start to get nervous, I take a sip." So next Sunday he took the monsignor's advice. At the beginning of the sermon, he got </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107108513995664987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107108513995664987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107108513995664987' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107106379171884367</id><published>2003-12-10T08:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-10T08:43:56.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I took a picture of myself this morning to remind myself of what exams can do to a person. I figure if I ever complain about being bored again, I can just pull out this picture as a reminder of the alternatives and kick my own ass for complaining. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107106379171884367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107106379171884367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107106379171884367' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107101288297904913</id><published>2003-12-09T18:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T18:37:27.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Weird (I thought of this while making a comment in the last blog)......If we were in the middle of an art convention, infront of a dresser (yes there is a dresser at the art convention, furniture like art too) amongst artists, and I was speaking sign language (spelling everything out) and I spelled out, "grab a drawer and lets go" would you think I meant one of the artist's (a drawer) or one of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107101288297904913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107101288297904913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107101288297904913' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107086394745691000</id><published>2003-12-08T01:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T01:13:10.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just a thought (actually more of a result of a conversation)...... Robin Williams in a boy thong.Barf bucket is located to your left.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107086394745691000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107086394745691000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107086394745691000' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107084592192860575</id><published>2003-12-07T20:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-07T20:12:44.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Checkmate.</summary><link rel='edit' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107063238893521229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107063238893521229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107063238893521229' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5469466.post-107057548866756706</id><published>2003-12-04T17:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T17:05:28.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And I've just discovered that if you dip the Double Stuff FudgeeO's in your coffee it's actually pretty good, quite similar to a Coffee Crisp.</summary><link rel='edit' 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thick, orange-yellow rind and numerous seeds. Dictionary.com"One day while Jerry, the pumpkin farmer was in his patch his wife Judy was making dinner. Jerry was watering his patch when a teacher came up to him and asked if she </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107052284602971169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5469466/posts/default/107052284602971169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaddyammer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107052284602971169' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978042846904904752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
