<?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-5070147510078401115</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:47:12.001-08:00</updated><category term='Space Art'/><title type='text'>Elemental</title><subtitle type='html'>A little bit of everything.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-4020397441279203423</id><published>2008-07-24T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T10:44:42.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good/Bad</title><content type='html'>Good:&lt;br /&gt;Aviation, architecture, creativity, the four seasons (not the hotel), dreams, cantaloupe, oranges, the sun, the moon, the ocean, the desert, Blue Bell ice cream, friends, family, my wife, baseball, art, Jim Carrey, boobs, steak, Mexican food, air, water, raspberries, Orange Cat, Allie, time, literature, leather, wood, metal, bonsai trees, bobsledding, logos, aquariums, the beach, happiness, laughter, humor, good moods, good times, music, guitars, whiskey, a beating heart, inquisitiveness, curiosity, wonder, awe, love, loving, being loved, old cars, chrome, exploration, knowledge, Jaws, sloths, heavy metal, cranberry juice, the smell of rain in the desert, yesterday, today, tomorrow, right now, redwood trees, half-dome, rain, laser light shows, lawn chairs, homemade kites, the food chain, cancer research, breathing, three-on-the-tree transmissions, dirt, good people doing good things for good reasons, anti-lock brakes, airbags, birds, George Washington, Henry Ford, HPD, walruses, SRV, the Comal River, Texas and everything in it, desire, Greek mythology, Dr. Sevier's English class, lions, tigers, bears, oh my, green grass, blue skies, thunderclouds, the crack of lightning and the roar of thunder, everything in it's right place, order, Hanauma Bay, huma huma nuka nuka apaua, that little taco stand in Cabo, power tools, Japanese maple trees, the patterns created by light shining through crystal or a stained glass window, relaxation, calmness, serenity, peacefulness, the side boob, black &amp; white movies, watching Casablanca on new years eve, macaroni &amp; cheese, frogs, toads, shooting stars, full moons, clever design, modern design, intelligence, James Bond, root beer floats, optimism, ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad:&lt;br /&gt;homeless animals, people who are mean to animals, people who turn the corner in a hallway w/out thinking that someone else might be coming around the corner, traffic, boredom, apathy, greed, peas, cooked liver, hair dryers (the noise), leaf blowers (the noise), soy milk, roaches, bad smells, mean people, bad people, The Exorcist, The Dark Crystal, no love, Obama, smelly people, anger, hate, lack of common sense, disrespect, stomach pains, ingrown toenails, insect bites, toothaches, little league football coaches, ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-4020397441279203423?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/4020397441279203423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=4020397441279203423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/4020397441279203423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/4020397441279203423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2008/07/goodbad.html' title='Good/Bad'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-9075258314815279284</id><published>2008-07-11T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T09:02:45.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NObama</title><content type='html'>Say what you will, but I think Obama made a mistake--I completely disagree with his statement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Instead of worrying about immigrants learning English, America should be teaching its children Spanish."&lt;/span&gt; And no, Obama, it's not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"It’s embarrassing when Europeans come over here, they all speak English, they speak French, they speak German. And then we go over to Europe and all we can say is merci beaucoup..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hotair.com/archives/2008/07/09/obama-your-kids-should-learn-spanish/"&gt;http://hotair.com/archives/2008/07/09/obama-your-kids-should-learn-spanish/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's just me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-9075258314815279284?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/9075258314815279284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=9075258314815279284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/9075258314815279284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/9075258314815279284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2008/07/nobama.html' title='NObama'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-17273249941298880</id><published>2008-05-21T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T11:25:35.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 20's, hello 30's</title><content type='html'>Well, i'm 30 now--and it doesn't really feel all that different. Sure I was dreading it for a while (like everyone else), but the closer I became the more I was willing to accept it. At one point I was almost looking forward to it. My motto for my 30's is to "stop thinking about what I want to do and to start doing it." In other words, i'm a thinker and a planner. There's always something on my mind--whether it be something I want to build, something I want to experience, or something I want to do. If you see me looking like i'm doing nothing and i'm staring off into space, chances are i'm contemplating something. Some idea. Some notion. Some...question. So, to kickstart my 30's I did something I never thought possible--well, possible, yes, I just didn't deem it doable right now. But I did it anyway and it was surprisingly easy--for my 30th birthday I bought a house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                          &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_05SGIFUzy3E/SDRjB9IgUZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/sFWnG7bB-2I/s1600-h/lr2135763-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_05SGIFUzy3E/SDRjB9IgUZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/sFWnG7bB-2I/s400/lr2135763-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202892354761019794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a standard 3-bed, 2-bath and it has a blue garage! Awesome, I know. I finally have the ultimate project--something to keep me busy when i'm not. I told Niki on a Wednesday night that I wanted to buy a house. She said OK (although i'm not sure if she was really taking me seriously or not, considering we've been looking and talking about it for over a year). Anyway, I pulled up several homes in our price range on har.com and told her to pick from one. The one bought is the only house we've BOTH agreed on spanning our entire search. She said "yeah, I like it " and proceeded to take a shower. Little did she know that as soon as I heard the water turn on I began filling out an application for a mortgage pre-approval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll omit the details and cut to the chase. Basically, we looked at it online on Wednesday, got pre-approved for a mortgage on Thursday and celebrated with sushi at Blue Fish House, looked at it in person on Friday, had an offer in that night, ironed out the details on Saturday and had a contract later that night. I almost vomited several times in the process. It was all happening so fast and making me very anxious, but worth it. It's a huge step for me, as I don't always accept change well. But I did it, and it's done. We'll close on June 3rd and i'll officially be a homeowner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think that you can't do it, trust me, you can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-17273249941298880?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/17273249941298880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=17273249941298880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/17273249941298880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/17273249941298880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2008/05/goodbye-20s-hello-30s.html' title='Goodbye 20&apos;s, hello 30&apos;s'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_05SGIFUzy3E/SDRjB9IgUZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/sFWnG7bB-2I/s72-c/lr2135763-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-6689282917722802436</id><published>2008-04-22T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T09:02:25.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rotation for April 2008</title><content type='html'>Still trying to keep up with some sort of weekly/monthly rotation post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oasis - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Complete Catalog)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Black Keys - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Magic Potion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Taylor - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Greatest Hits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(some greatest hits collection)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Snoop Dogg -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Doggystyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Magic Potion is one of the few recently released albums i've been listening to lately. New music just bores me lately...hence the other four artists on my list. I am looking forward to the new Oasis album though and i'm positive that it will be just as good as their others...well, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-6689282917722802436?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/6689282917722802436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=6689282917722802436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/6689282917722802436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/6689282917722802436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2008/04/rotation-for-april-2008.html' title='Rotation for April 2008'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-6096828947337015874</id><published>2008-03-24T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T10:05:52.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OctoFuzz</title><content type='html'>Here's a guitar pedal I built -- it has some pretty nasty fuzz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Click image for a larger version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_05SGIFUzy3E/R-ffIriOHAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/m-O67pwKS88/s1600-h/OctoFuzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_05SGIFUzy3E/R-ffIriOHAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/m-O67pwKS88/s400/OctoFuzz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181355236531248130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-6096828947337015874?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/6096828947337015874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=6096828947337015874' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/6096828947337015874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/6096828947337015874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2008/03/octofuzz.html' title='OctoFuzz'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_05SGIFUzy3E/R-ffIriOHAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/m-O67pwKS88/s72-c/OctoFuzz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-5615775872624877075</id><published>2007-11-29T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T11:36:30.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rotation for the month of November</title><content type='html'>I'd like to have a "rotation of the week" kind of post, but I've been listening to the same shit for about a month now, so here's my top five for November:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duran Duran -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Greatest Hits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad Paisley - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mud on the Tires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silversun Pickups - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Carnavas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She Wants Revenge&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; - This is Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Elvis - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;30 #1 Hits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, no details this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-5615775872624877075?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/5615775872624877075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=5615775872624877075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/5615775872624877075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/5615775872624877075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/11/rotation-for-month-of-november.html' title='Rotation for the month of November'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-5879905691761671984</id><published>2007-11-29T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T11:23:32.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is how it's gonna happen:</title><content type='html'>I've noticed that people start putting out their holiday decorations earlier and earlier each year. I noticed quite a few around the 30th of October this year. Last year, I saw quite a few around the 10th or so of November. I remember when some people waited until at least the day after Thanksgiving, most waiting until the 1st of December (which is completely acceptable). Next year it will be before Halloween, and so on. I'm thinking that it will happen earlier and earlier every year until we are eventually putting up our holiday decorations the day after we take them down in January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you need a guide for when to set out your holiday decorations I have made the following schedule for the next 15 years since people can't seem to wait (this applies to both residential and businesses, although businesses are allowed to start a few days early).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Schedule:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 - Oct. 15th&lt;br /&gt;2009 - Oct. 5th&lt;br /&gt;2010 - Sept. 25th&lt;br /&gt;2011 - Sept. 15th&lt;br /&gt;2012 - Sept. 5th&lt;br /&gt;2013 - Aug. 25th&lt;br /&gt;2014 - Aug. 15th&lt;br /&gt;2015 - Aug. 5th&lt;br /&gt;2016 - Jul. 25th&lt;br /&gt;2017 - Jul. 15th&lt;br /&gt;2018 - Jul. 5th&lt;br /&gt;2019 - Jun. 25th&lt;br /&gt;2020 - Jun. 15th&lt;br /&gt;2021 - Jun. 5th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 4th, 2036: Take down x-mas stuff from 2035 holiday season&lt;br /&gt;January 5th, 2036: Put up x-mas stuff for the 2036 holiday season&lt;br /&gt;Jan. - Dec. 2037 - holiday season, 24/7/265!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-5879905691761671984?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/5879905691761671984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=5879905691761671984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/5879905691761671984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/5879905691761671984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-is-how-its-gonna-happen.html' title='This is how it&apos;s gonna happen:'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-420699298963652318</id><published>2007-11-05T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T07:23:11.102-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Space Art'/><title type='text'>More space art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_05SGIFUzy3E/Ry-W2Jndk2I/AAAAAAAAABk/2eKJyD4I-Jk/s1600-h/nebula_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_05SGIFUzy3E/Ry-W2Jndk2I/AAAAAAAAABk/2eKJyD4I-Jk/s400/nebula_lg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129484357636821858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my latest...it's some sort of nebula system. I'm still working on the technicality of it (i.e. would this be a natural occurrence in space?) Anyway--if you like it, click the image for a larger wallpaper version (1024x768).&lt;br /&gt;More to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-420699298963652318?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/420699298963652318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=420699298963652318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/420699298963652318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/420699298963652318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/11/more-space-art.html' title='More space art'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_05SGIFUzy3E/Ry-W2Jndk2I/AAAAAAAAABk/2eKJyD4I-Jk/s72-c/nebula_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-496197503267702468</id><published>2007-10-24T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T08:12:03.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight tonight tonight, oh ohhh</title><content type='html'>Today is the second best day of the year. You see, the best day of the year is opening day, and the second best is game one of the World Series, which begins tonight.&lt;br /&gt;And that's my thought for the day.&lt;br /&gt;Blah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-496197503267702468?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/496197503267702468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=496197503267702468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/496197503267702468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/496197503267702468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/10/tonight-tonight-tonight-oh-ohhh.html' title='Tonight tonight tonight, oh ohhh'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-5310492683796180199</id><published>2007-10-18T13:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T13:09:07.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish I had the guts to do this:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_05SGIFUzy3E/Rxe9XfVkoZI/AAAAAAAAABc/jGYT44sicHU/s1600-h/Img1567_jaws.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_05SGIFUzy3E/Rxe9XfVkoZI/AAAAAAAAABc/jGYT44sicHU/s400/Img1567_jaws.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122771312403849618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-5310492683796180199?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/5310492683796180199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=5310492683796180199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/5310492683796180199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/5310492683796180199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-wish-i-had-guts-to-do-this.html' title='I wish I had the guts to do this:'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_05SGIFUzy3E/Rxe9XfVkoZI/AAAAAAAAABc/jGYT44sicHU/s72-c/Img1567_jaws.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-4592509855245846242</id><published>2007-10-15T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T07:43:41.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I were in a band...</title><content type='html'>...we would sound just like this:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pOwmgTvQNl0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pOwmgTvQNl0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-4592509855245846242?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/4592509855245846242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=4592509855245846242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/4592509855245846242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/4592509855245846242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/10/if-i-were-in-band.html' title='If I were in a band...'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-4049227104331040551</id><published>2007-10-02T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T09:07:46.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#7</title><content type='html'>I miss him already. I watched Biggio play the final game of his career and as an Astro last Sunday. I could tell that he was pretty emotional, which made me sad as well. I've watched him play catcher, 2nd base, center field, and 2nd base again for 20 years. I have a hard time remembering the Astros before Biggio. It will be weird watching the Astros next season without him, but as long as there are nine players on the field, one in the box, one on deck, and one in the hole then i'll be fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-4049227104331040551?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/4049227104331040551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=4049227104331040551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/4049227104331040551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/4049227104331040551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/10/7.html' title='#7'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-575181406848935199</id><published>2007-09-27T10:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T10:07:50.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant</title><content type='html'>Gaddamn Guitar Center…I’m really starting to hate that place (the Westheimer store, at least). I was there last night to buy some strings for my classical guitar, with every intention of making it a quick trip (like I always do). I thought I’d step into the acoustic room for a minute or two just to see what they had. I’m thinking of trading in my classical for a flamenco guitar. Flamenco guitars have more…um, I hate to use this word when describing sound, but “punch.” The body is a little bit thinner and there isn’t as much bass response as a classical. Yeah, they’re both nylon string but the subtle differences make all the difference. On with my rant…&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;First, there is this douche bag that is playing every guitar in the room, really loud, and really bad. I didn’t know it at first but it turns out he works there. He keeps shouting to this other employee with a goatee asking him if he is playing some song right...I think it was that one song by Everlast. Then he starts playing the goddamn banjo like a guitar. Arghhh! I’m trying to try out an instrument over here! Must have been his first day on the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the other employee, the Scott Ian wannabe, picks up another flamenco guitar off the wall, faces me, and starts playing really loud. I’m used to other people playing in the acoustic room, but the part that pissed me off is that he was less than two feet away from me (almost right next to me, and still very loud). Seriously, I could not hear what I was playing. He must have heard me playing Asturias (by Isaac Albeniz, look it up, it’s a good song) and decided that he could play it better and that he had to prove it. I’m thinking to myself, “um, yeah, WHY would I even consider buying an instrument when I can’t even hear what I’m playing?” I just know he wanted me to look his way and give him a compliment of some sort on his playing ability. You know, something like, “hey dude, you’re pretty good!” I refused to give him the satisfaction. Way to go dude. You proved your guitar excellence, fucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I’m normally pretty reserved and usually keep comments to myself in certain situations, but this next part surprised even me. The first guy, the new guy, finally asks me if I need any help as I’m putting the guitar back on the wall. I look at Wannabe for a second (still noodling) and then I look at New Guy and say, “as long as you two are in here, no, I don’t.” I looked at him for a sec and walked out. I know that you can’t go into a guitar store and expect to NOT here someone playing a guitar, it IS Guitar Center after all, right? Duh. But, there is a reason that the acoustic room has doors on it, and, there is plenty of space in that room to play anywhere else except for right fucking next to me. Seriously, like 18 inches or so. I’ve been in there many times when other people are playing—no problem. Sure I could have asked him to be quiet, but I shouldn’t have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I being out of line? Or being a snob? If so, somebody please let me know. I mean, it’s not like trying out a Marshall stack—you HAVE to crank those things before you buy ‘em, it’s a given, an unwritten rule, and it’s totally understood. Seriously, how else are you going to get the full experience of valve-powered-awesomeness? But acoustics, come on. At the very least, prove your guitar excellence all you want, just not in my face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-575181406848935199?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/575181406848935199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=575181406848935199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/575181406848935199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/575181406848935199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/09/rant.html' title='Rant'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-7537962740805617506</id><published>2007-09-05T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T10:01:12.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few things I would like to do in my lifetime (with a few i've already done for dramatic effect).</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;As usual, in no particular order:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set foot on six of the seven continents (4 down, 2 to go)&lt;br /&gt;Play the piano&lt;br /&gt;Learn how to shuck an oyster&lt;br /&gt;Scuba dive with sharks - DONE&lt;br /&gt;Drive a '67 Shelby Mustang GT500&lt;br /&gt;Restore a '67 Shelby Mustang GT500&lt;br /&gt;Learn how to unsnap a bra like The Fonz - DONE&lt;br /&gt;Learn how to play 'Canarios', by Gaspar Sanz&lt;br /&gt;Snorkel with a whale shark&lt;br /&gt;Cook the perfect steak&lt;br /&gt;Learn French&lt;br /&gt;Learn Spanish&lt;br /&gt;Own a sailboat&lt;br /&gt;Learn how to sail&lt;br /&gt;Clone my cats&lt;br /&gt;Learn to bobsled&lt;br /&gt;Retire early&lt;br /&gt;Write a novel&lt;br /&gt;Direct a movie (based on my novel)&lt;br /&gt;Drop something from the tallest building in the world&lt;br /&gt;Hang out with Jim Carrey&lt;br /&gt;Dance like Michael Jackson (admit it, the dude can dance)&lt;br /&gt;Meet James Bond&lt;br /&gt;Catch a home run&lt;br /&gt;Eat the world's best Philly cheese steak (if I haven't already)&lt;br /&gt;Catch a fly with chopsticks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-7537962740805617506?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/7537962740805617506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=7537962740805617506' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/7537962740805617506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/7537962740805617506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/09/few-things-i-would-like-to-do-in-my.html' title='A few things I would like to do in my lifetime (with a few i&apos;ve already done for dramatic effect).'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-5143890069368873179</id><published>2007-08-01T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T08:07:27.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leftovers</title><content type='html'>Some foods are good the next day, or even the day after...and some aren't. Here's my list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good:&lt;br /&gt;Pasta (spaghetti, lasagna, mac n' cheese, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;Soup/Stew/Beans&lt;br /&gt;Pizza&lt;br /&gt;Most Mexican food&lt;br /&gt;Most Chinese food&lt;br /&gt;Most meats (except seafood)&lt;br /&gt;Donuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad:&lt;br /&gt;Seafood (more of a personal opinion, cuz I just won't eat leftover seafood)&lt;br /&gt;French fries&lt;br /&gt;Fried chicken&lt;br /&gt;Salad (w/dressing already added)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-5143890069368873179?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/5143890069368873179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=5143890069368873179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/5143890069368873179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/5143890069368873179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/08/leftovers.html' title='Leftovers'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-5354095551744046110</id><published>2007-06-08T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T12:18:47.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Absolutely Fabulous Hideous</title><content type='html'>Um, yeah. It's probably one of the worst logo's I have ever seen. Looks like i'm not the only one who thinks so either. Supposedly there is an online petition floating somewhere on the net to have the logo replaced. I, for one, think it would be a good idea. Can you believe this hideous image, excuse me, "brand," cost $800,00?! It is supposed to look like "2012" but I (and many others) think it looks more like a swastika drawn by a monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_05SGIFUzy3E/RmmqRT6YrsI/AAAAAAAAABU/Il1qJffzXN8/s1600-h/londonlogoof2012olympics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_05SGIFUzy3E/RmmqRT6YrsI/AAAAAAAAABU/Il1qJffzXN8/s400/londonlogoof2012olympics.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073773669589233346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-5354095551744046110?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/5354095551744046110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=5354095551744046110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/5354095551744046110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/5354095551744046110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/06/absolutely-fabulous-hideous.html' title='Absolutely &lt;del&gt;Fabulous&lt;/del&gt; Hideous'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_05SGIFUzy3E/RmmqRT6YrsI/AAAAAAAAABU/Il1qJffzXN8/s72-c/londonlogoof2012olympics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-590742237001241415</id><published>2007-05-15T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T14:25:34.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Head</title><content type='html'>Barry Bonds will be in town this week as the Astros host the Giants. This means that the roof should be open, otherwise, Barry couldn't get into the stadium...his ego-filled head just wouldn't fit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-590742237001241415?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/590742237001241415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=590742237001241415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/590742237001241415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/590742237001241415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/05/big-head.html' title='Big Head'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-7849696627670922240</id><published>2007-05-02T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T13:51:48.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>¡Tejas es el mejor!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;10 cool things about Texas, in no particular order:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Most beautiful women on the planet&lt;br /&gt;2. Blue Bell ice cream&lt;br /&gt;3. Whataburger&lt;br /&gt;4. LoneStar beer (no, I don't care for Shiner)&lt;br /&gt;5. Pantera&lt;br /&gt;6. ZZ Top&lt;br /&gt;7. New Braunfels&lt;br /&gt;8. Houston Astros&lt;br /&gt;9. West Texas&lt;br /&gt;10. 10 days of fall, 10 days of winter, 10 days of spring, 335 days of summer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-7849696627670922240?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/7849696627670922240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=7849696627670922240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/7849696627670922240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/7849696627670922240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/05/tejas-es-el-mejor.html' title='¡Tejas es el mejor!'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-8815880167613896652</id><published>2007-04-27T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T10:05:06.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneaky Bastards</title><content type='html'>So the other day, Wednesday to be exact, I ate at Burger King for lunch. Note that I rarely eat fast food because, well, the shit just ain't good for 'ya...but I was in a hurry and I needed something 'fast.' This is where the 'sneaky bastards' part comes in. I went through the drive thru and ordered the number five...it's the angus burger with fries and a drink. The price is $5.39, I think...could be a couple dimes more. Anyway, after I made my order the person on the other end of the intercom asks me "what size would you like, the large or super-size?" By asking "what size would you like," rather that "would you like to get the large or king size for x-cents more," it immediately becomes a trick question. He/she asks as if those are my only two options and if I respond "large," assuming that is the original size I ordered, then I will get charged and extra $0.40 and an extra $0.65 for the king-size. So, just in case i've managed to confuse the hell out of you here's the bottom line: if you go to Burger King and you don't want the large or king size, when asked, make sure you say "neither, just the regular size is fine." But, before you go, make sure you look at &lt;a href="http://www.thewvsr.com/adsvsreality.htm"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;THIS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, it might change your mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-8815880167613896652?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/8815880167613896652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=8815880167613896652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/8815880167613896652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/8815880167613896652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/04/sneaky-bastards.html' title='Sneaky Bastards'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-3044889630964777939</id><published>2007-04-17T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T08:36:53.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rotation for the week of 04-16-07</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bruce Springsteen&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Born in the USA&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a kid, '84 I think, I remember begging my mom for a red hat so I could put it in my back pocket like the cover of this album. I guess I thought that was cool. Never did get the hat...oh well. Anyway, you can't go wrong with The Boss--I think everyone should own this album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Supertones&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Supertones Are Go!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last 12-15 years i've always had at least one surf album on rotation, the majority of that being Laika &amp; the Cosmonauts or Dick Dale. But, thanks to some friendly conversations over at &lt;a href="http://www.surfguitar101.com"&gt;SurfGuitar101.com&lt;/a&gt; i've found some more tunes to enjoy. The Supertones are pretty awesome and I can't stop listening to this CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Toadies&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Rubberneck&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of those CD's I think i'll listen to forever. Funny thing, i've seen the Toadies five times, but only once intentionally. The other four times they were added to the bill after I had already bout tickets to whatever show it was. The Butthole Surfers/Rev. Horton Heat/Toadies show was one of the best, even though I left halfway through BHS. These guys fuckin' rock live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Witch&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Witch&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stoner rock, dude. Dude, J Mascis form Dino Jr plays drums in this band and...dude...it's fuckin' rad dude. Fuckin-A man. You gotta check it out dude, it'll like, blow your mind dude. Huh huh, I said blow...huh huh. Dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I finally quit listening to BlocParty. Good stuff but I need some variety. I also bought an Elton John CD -- damn, that guy writes some great songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-3044889630964777939?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/3044889630964777939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=3044889630964777939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/3044889630964777939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/3044889630964777939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/04/rotation-for-week-of-04-16-07.html' title='Rotation for the week of 04-16-07'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-2548725652912166064</id><published>2007-04-12T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T10:00:55.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Questions for "notable people"</title><content type='html'>1. George Clooney - What was it like to be in the worst movie EVER?&lt;br /&gt;2. Eddie Vedder - You once said that if Bush was elected in to office that you would leave the Unites States...why are you still here?&lt;br /&gt;3. Paris Hilton - Why are you famous?&lt;br /&gt;4. Aerosmith - Honkin' on Bobo...what were you thinking?&lt;br /&gt;5. Metallica - When did you decide to suck?&lt;br /&gt;6. George Lucas - Jar Jar Binks...never mind, i'm not even going to ask.&lt;br /&gt;7. James Bond - Why shaken, and not stirred?&lt;br /&gt;8. Jim Carrey - Can we hang out sometime?&lt;br /&gt;9. Boy George - &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt; are you?&lt;br /&gt;10. Jennifer Love Hewitt - When will you show us your boobs?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-2548725652912166064?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/2548725652912166064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=2548725652912166064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/2548725652912166064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/2548725652912166064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/04/10-questions-for-notable-people.html' title='10 Questions for &quot;notable people&quot;'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-723981796009632264</id><published>2007-04-01T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T21:00:34.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Opening Day - 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geocities.com/tweez78/BBall2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/tweez78/BBall2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-723981796009632264?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/723981796009632264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=723981796009632264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/723981796009632264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/723981796009632264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-opening-day-2007.html' title='Happy Opening Day - 2007'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-7870091715214125559</id><published>2007-03-29T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T13:49:41.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough about me...</title><content type='html'>Support a good cause and spread the word:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theanimalrescuesite.com/clickToGive/home.faces?siteId=3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TheAnimalRescueSite.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-7870091715214125559?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/7870091715214125559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=7870091715214125559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/7870091715214125559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/7870091715214125559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/03/enough-about-me.html' title='Enough about me...'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-4366572285593490267</id><published>2007-03-23T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T10:39:03.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_05SGIFUzy3E/RgQMlE1o6bI/AAAAAAAAABM/6ULiICuDWEg/s1600-h/gw_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_05SGIFUzy3E/RgQMlE1o6bI/AAAAAAAAABM/6ULiICuDWEg/s400/gw_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045171313655212466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-4366572285593490267?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/4366572285593490267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=4366572285593490267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/4366572285593490267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/4366572285593490267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-new-hero.html' title='My New Hero'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_05SGIFUzy3E/RgQMlE1o6bI/AAAAAAAAABM/6ULiICuDWEg/s72-c/gw_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-3588378418900843050</id><published>2007-03-20T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T09:35:09.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Morning Routine</title><content type='html'>I'm 28 years old. I believe in taking care of myself and a balanced diet and rigorous exercise routine. In the morning if my face is a little puffy I'll put on an ice pack while doing stomach crunches. I can do 1000 now. After I remove the ice pack I use a deep pore cleanser lotion. In the shower I use a water activated gel cleanser, then a honey almond body scrub, and on the face an exfoliating gel scrub. Then I apply an herb-mint facial mask which I leave on for 10 minutes while I prepare the rest of my routine. I always use an after shave lotion with little or no alcohol, because alcohol dries your face out and makes you look older. Then moisturizer, then an anti-aging eye balm followed by a final moisturizing protective lotion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-3588378418900843050?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/3588378418900843050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=3588378418900843050' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/3588378418900843050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/3588378418900843050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-morning-routine.html' title='My Morning Routine'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-3715870182429053962</id><published>2007-03-16T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T13:05:24.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nineteen ninety five</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_05SGIFUzy3E/Rfr4a3DPHII/AAAAAAAAABE/0mAVlYG6PUE/s1600-h/Rancid-AndOutComeTheWolves-front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_05SGIFUzy3E/Rfr4a3DPHII/AAAAAAAAABE/0mAVlYG6PUE/s400/Rancid-AndOutComeTheWolves-front.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042615873132502146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this album. Every track is awesome, start to finish. Also, I like listening to it because it reminds me of a time in my life when everything was good. That's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-3715870182429053962?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/3715870182429053962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=3715870182429053962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/3715870182429053962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/3715870182429053962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/03/nineteen-ninety-five.html' title='Nineteen ninety five'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_05SGIFUzy3E/Rfr4a3DPHII/AAAAAAAAABE/0mAVlYG6PUE/s72-c/Rancid-AndOutComeTheWolves-front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-3854920652000406349</id><published>2007-03-15T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T10:04:57.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you, Robocop</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Apotemnophobia&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(from the Greek apotemnein, "cut" and phobos, "fear") is a pathological fear of amputees, or of amputation. [or of those with missing limbs]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a person who suffers from this specific phobia sees an amputee, they will often feel restless and try to escape the situation. In serious cases a fight-or-flight response or panic attack may occur. In spite of how strong the symptoms can be, the person is generally aware that there is no real ground for their fear. Many Apotemnophobia sufferers are most affected by the view of the flailing unnatural stump, which causes the massive dread by the sense there should be something there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In most cases the phobia can be treated with psychological techniques. The treatment method depends on the person and the way the phobia has arisen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-3854920652000406349?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/3854920652000406349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=3854920652000406349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/3854920652000406349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/3854920652000406349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/03/thank-you-robocop.html' title='Thank you, Robocop'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-2919034314623081079</id><published>2007-03-13T07:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T07:24:46.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BaloonFish</title><content type='html'>My latest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.threadless.com/submission/112459/BaloonFish" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.threadless.com/subbanner/112459/banner1.png" border="0" width="220" height="119" alt="My Threadless.com Submission "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go vote! NOW!!!     ...please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-2919034314623081079?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/2919034314623081079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=2919034314623081079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/2919034314623081079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/2919034314623081079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/03/baloonfish.html' title='BaloonFish'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-8233706799969589088</id><published>2007-03-06T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T09:50:55.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday is the worst day of the week.</title><content type='html'>If you remember my first post, it was something along the lines of why I think Tuesday is the worst day of the week. Well, just in case you’ve been waiting, here it is. Lets start with Wednesday…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;: For us 9-5’ers, Wednesday is also known as ‘Hump Day,’ no, not because we hump on Wednesday (even though we could and sometimes do), but because it’s the middle of the week. It’s all down hill from here. In fact, by the end of lunchtime we’ve passed the halfway mark. Another good thing about Wednesday is that tomorrow is Thursday, the day before Friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday&lt;/u&gt;: Thursday, the day before Friday. We’re done with Wednesday and we start making our plans for the weekend, which starts tomorrow. We sometimes stay up a little bit later on Thursday night and we start to forget the perils of the week up to this point. We rest easy knowing that Tomorrow is Friday. Tomorrow, at 5:00, the weekend starts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;: The weekend is here! Yeah, technically Saturday and Sunday are considered the “weekend,” but what else are you going to do after 5:00 Friday afternoon? You pick up a six-pack on your way home from work, go home, prop your feet up and say, “Ah, I’m glad it’s Friday.” Some of us drink the whole six-pack, maybe even twelve, maybe more. There’s nothing better than an ice-cold brew after a long week. We do this because we can, because it’s Friday and we don’t have to work in the morning. Tonight we’ll hang out, party, catch a live band, or whatever else. We rest easy because, well, probably because we just downed eighteen beers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;: First we sleep late and nurse our hangover, drink a full pot of coffee, and ponder repeating what we did last night tonight. We’ll decide on that later. Today we can do whatever we want. It’s probably a good day to go buy that Lawn-Boy Lawnmower we’ve been eyeing, and while we’re at the hardware store we might as well pick up some other useless tools that look cool. After we mow the yard, weather permitting, we reward ourselves with a beer, or two, or three, or eighteen. And, if we’re not too terribly intoxicated we will again hang out, party, catch a live band, or whatever else. Tomorrow is Sunday, and we can sleep late again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;: Again, we sleep late. Unless we go to church Sunday usually starts of rather slow. Sunday is always a slow day, as we need to recuperate from two nights worth of drinking…can’t show up to work drunk! Tomorrow is Monday, but it’s not that bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;: Monday keeps us in check. It keeps us from getting carried away with our weekends, but most importantly, we get to tell our co-workers about our new Lawn-Boy lawnmower. You know, the one with the cast aluminum deck, easy lift bag, and soft comfort grips. Oh, and it’s self-propelled too. Anyway, Monday lets us start over, especially if we last week was particularly bad. The only bad thing about Monday is that tomorrow is Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;: The worst day of the week. Why, because we’ve already told our co-workers about our new lawnmower and weekend binge. Because we are not halfway through the week and tomorrow is not Thursday or Friday. Or Saturday. Tuesday sucks. There is nothing special about Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, not all of us buy a new lawnmower on the weekend, but you get what I mean ,right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-8233706799969589088?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/8233706799969589088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=8233706799969589088' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/8233706799969589088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/8233706799969589088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/03/tuesday-is-worst-day-of-week.html' title='Tuesday is the worst day of the week.'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-4128803720731402582</id><published>2007-03-04T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T08:46:24.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck In A Moment (Sort of)</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"Yeah, he's gotta keep rocking, he just can't stop&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep on rocking, that boy has got to stay on top&lt;br /&gt;And be a juke box hero (got stars in his eyes)&lt;br /&gt;He's a juke box hero (got stars in his eyes)&lt;br /&gt;And just one guitar (juke box hero) put stars in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;Now he's just a juke box hero&lt;br /&gt;Juke box hero, juke box hero, he's got stars in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;Stars in his eyes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foreigner rules.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-4128803720731402582?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/4128803720731402582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=4128803720731402582' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/4128803720731402582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/4128803720731402582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/03/stuck-in-moment-sort-of.html' title='Stuck In A Moment (Sort of)'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-3180661253306959882</id><published>2007-03-01T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T12:14:48.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Space Art</title><content type='html'>I painted these in Photoshop. Click to view larger versions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geocities.com/tweez78/voyage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/tweez78/voyage.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geocities.com/tweez78/space2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/tweez78/space2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geocities.com/tweez78/space1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/tweez78/space1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-3180661253306959882?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/3180661253306959882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=3180661253306959882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/3180661253306959882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/3180661253306959882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/03/space-art.html' title='Space Art'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-8489808959948217437</id><published>2007-02-28T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T13:29:39.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BlocParty (Graphical Representation)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_05SGIFUzy3E/ReXzIbA3TrI/AAAAAAAAAAk/N2-WfJXYDgY/s1600-h/graph_bpa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_05SGIFUzy3E/ReXzIbA3TrI/AAAAAAAAAAk/N2-WfJXYDgY/s400/graph_bpa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036699084299652786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been digging this band alot lately...and I have nothing to do right now except make a graph representing my enjoyment of their two albums.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-8489808959948217437?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/8489808959948217437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=8489808959948217437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/8489808959948217437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/8489808959948217437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/02/blocparty-graphical-representation.html' title='BlocParty (Graphical Representation)'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_05SGIFUzy3E/ReXzIbA3TrI/AAAAAAAAAAk/N2-WfJXYDgY/s72-c/graph_bpa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-3505434502267217121</id><published>2007-02-07T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T10:21:02.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seahorse</title><content type='html'>So I occasionally create and submit t-shirt designs to Threadless. If my design wins, the shirt gets printed (which you can buy) and I get some cash.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my latest:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.threadless.com/submission/108786/Seahorse" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.threadless.com/subbanner/108786/banner1.png" border="0" width="220" height="119" alt="My Threadless.com Submission "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go! Vote now!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if you really like it be sure to check the "I'd Buy It" box.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-3505434502267217121?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/3505434502267217121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=3505434502267217121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/3505434502267217121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/3505434502267217121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/02/seahorse.html' title='Seahorse'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-7939015872537675202</id><published>2007-01-25T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T08:56:21.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bright Light</title><content type='html'>Ah, it's good to see the sun shining again.&lt;br /&gt;(First cloudless, sunny day in over two weeks here in Houston).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Bright light, bright light!"&lt;br /&gt;            -Gizmo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-7939015872537675202?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/7939015872537675202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=7939015872537675202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/7939015872537675202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/7939015872537675202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/01/bright-light.html' title='Bright Light'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-2623146020816176541</id><published>2007-01-23T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T20:27:37.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool shit.</title><content type='html'>Have you ever had something really cool happen to you--something you didn't even ask for or expect? Last night I had one of these 'events' take place. Here's how it went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to Half-Price Books after work to look for some required texts for the two classes I am enrolled in, Early British Literature and Art Appreciation. Everyone knows that textbooks are ridiculously expensive, especially if you buy them on campus. I usually take my chances and wait until class has started to either a) see if I even need them for the class (you'd be surprised at how often you don't), or b), look for used texts on-line or at a used bookstore. Fortunately I find one of my texts immediately, Canterbury Tales, and noticing that is is the last copy I quickly grab it and place it under my arm. It was $4, compared to $13 brand new. Sweet. Since I found what I needed for the moment I proceeded to the travel section to look for anything by my new favorite author, Bill Bryson*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two copies of &lt;i&gt;Notes From A Small Island&lt;/i&gt; on the shelf. I grab one and Check the price--$5.99. I grab the other one to see it's price and notice it is $4.99--and in better condition than the first. I have no idea why this one is cheaper, and without even opening the book I place it under my arm with the other book and continue on, assuming this book is just like any other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'll skip all the boring parts and get to the cool part. Later on that night, as I'm about to go to bed, I decide to break open the book and read a chapter or two. I open the cover, and then the next page, and the next---What!? Huh? No way! On the 3rd page (I think) it says "Best Wishes, Bill Bryson." Immediately, I take a closer look to see if it is printed, or actually written in ink. It is. I can see the indentions left by the ballpoint pen and the shimmer of the ink. Awesome--I unknowingly bought a signed copy! Upon further inspection I take note that this book has never been opened. The spine is in perfect condition, as are the pages. I almost felt guilty opening the book, knowing that eventually the spine will become creased and lose it's luster. But, books are meant to be read, and so I did. Oh, I almost forgot, it's a first edition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bill who?," you ask. Sure, a signed first edition such as this is not even in the same league as, say, Stephen King or whoever (can't think of anyone else right now) and might not mean squat to most of people, but it's cool to me. It is however, much, much cooler than having anything signed by Dan Brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to look for &lt;i&gt;Artforms&lt;/i&gt;, the text for my other class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;i&gt;Bill Bryson writes travel books (among a couple that are not travel related). He has a dry, witty sense of humor and can somehow make anything interesting. I think I enjoy his work because I too like to travel and find myself making many of the same types of observations about the places I visit.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-2623146020816176541?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/2623146020816176541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=2623146020816176541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/2623146020816176541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/2623146020816176541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/01/cool-shit.html' title='Cool shit.'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-7087750894121796302</id><published>2007-01-16T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T09:06:09.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_05SGIFUzy3E/Ra0F8m_OcrI/AAAAAAAAAAY/sXRgw2H0q0g/s1600-h/2007_01_15t222927_366x450_us_environment_animals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_05SGIFUzy3E/Ra0F8m_OcrI/AAAAAAAAAAY/sXRgw2H0q0g/s400/2007_01_15t222927_366x450_us_environment_animals.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020675698403996338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-7087750894121796302?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/7087750894121796302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=7087750894121796302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/7087750894121796302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/7087750894121796302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/01/awesome.html' title='Awesome.'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_05SGIFUzy3E/Ra0F8m_OcrI/AAAAAAAAAAY/sXRgw2H0q0g/s72-c/2007_01_15t222927_366x450_us_environment_animals.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-2558839866188691339</id><published>2007-01-12T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T08:39:42.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sticks</title><content type='html'>If you were playing 'catch' with your dog, and you threw the stick into a pile of sticks, what do you think he/she would do? Fetch the exact stick? Fetch a random stick? Or, look confused and return to you, waiting for another stick?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-2558839866188691339?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/2558839866188691339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=2558839866188691339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/2558839866188691339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/2558839866188691339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/01/sticks.html' title='Sticks'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070147510078401115.post-7568216070963277719</id><published>2007-01-11T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T07:43:38.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday</title><content type='html'>Hello. I have decided today, Thursday, that Tuesday is the worst day of the week. I will explain later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070147510078401115-7568216070963277719?l=eindustries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/feeds/7568216070963277719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070147510078401115&amp;postID=7568216070963277719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/7568216070963277719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070147510078401115/posts/default/7568216070963277719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eindustries.blogspot.com/2007/01/thursday.html' title='Thursday'/><author><name>Rob &amp;amp; Niki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
