<?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-19702850</id><updated>2012-01-17T12:47:38.373-05:00</updated><category term='paper'/><category term='lame'/><category term='exercise'/><category term='animals'/><category term='The Warriors'/><category term='scotland'/><category term='motorcycle'/><category term='funny'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='uprising'/><category term='movies'/><category term='robot'/><category term='gang'/><category term='party'/><category term='titles'/><category term='music'/><category term='james'/><category term='giant'/><category term='danger'/><category term='calf'/><category term='alien'/><category term='toilet'/><category term='fuckery'/><category term='king'/><category term='idol'/><category term='alcohol'/><category term='Samuel L. Jackson'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='people'/><category term='eat'/><category term='baby'/><category term='food'/><category term='The Sopranos'/><category term='new years'/><category term='video'/><category term='listen'/><category term='cow'/><category term='film'/><category term='bond'/><category term='driving'/><category term='work'/><category term='fitness'/><category term='cars'/><category term='money'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Dedicated to Domination</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-8382257703331369358</id><published>2009-01-19T10:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:08:45.822-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Harder Than You Think</title><summary type='text'>There is something I was thinking about the other day and I have thought about it many times in the past.  I think the dirtiest part on a human's body could most arguably be the eyelids.  My reason being is that you can't really scrub them very hard, or your eyeballs would explode into your head.  This would leave you blind and in pain from the soap that got in there.  Every other part of your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/8382257703331369358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=8382257703331369358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/8382257703331369358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/8382257703331369358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-harder-than-you-think.html' title='It&apos;s Harder Than You Think'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-2281815643322099350</id><published>2009-01-16T16:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T16:49:00.448-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='titles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel L. Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='james'/><title type='text'>Lessons In Great Movie Titles</title><summary type='text'>So I was talking to my buddy Brad today and the subject of Snakes On A Plane came up.  We both agreed that it was a great title and movie, but it also got me thinking.  Why can't more movies have titles that tell you what you are getting into before you go see them.  I mean, to anyone that did not like SOAP, you are an idiot.  What did you think it was going to be about?  Can you really say that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/2281815643322099350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=2281815643322099350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/2281815643322099350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/2281815643322099350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2009/01/lessons-in-great-movie-titles.html' title='Lessons In Great Movie Titles'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-7879368200563895634</id><published>2008-12-31T11:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T12:52:56.068-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Top Ten Hip-Hop Albums of 2008  Part 2</title><summary type='text'>Part 2Let's dive right in!5. Young Jeezy: The RecessionHere is another rapper I used to hate.  I just couldn't get his appeal.  Then I got an album and listened to it all the way through.  I could not have been more wrong.  I think my favorite thing about him is that he does so much with so little and his albums really motivate.  I know it is odd, but trust me.  I mean, he is not the most lyrical</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/7879368200563895634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=7879368200563895634' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/7879368200563895634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/7879368200563895634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-top-ten-hip-hop-albums-of-2008-part.html' title='My Top Ten Hip-Hop Albums of 2008  Part 2'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-5193893067221294135</id><published>2008-12-31T10:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T10:57:10.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Top Ten Hip-Hop Albums of 2008</title><summary type='text'>Man, I cannot believe I let a whole year pass without blogging.  I should try much harder at this thing.  Well, I did travel a lot this year, but that shouldn't be an excuse since I had a computer every step of the way.  I will try to be brief with this list, include three or four good songs per album , and about 5 honorable mentions.  Without further ado, let's get to it!PART 1.10.  Ludacris: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/5193893067221294135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=5193893067221294135' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/5193893067221294135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/5193893067221294135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-top-ten-hip-hop-albums-of-2008.html' title='My Top Ten Hip-Hop Albums of 2008'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-683480107185444456</id><published>2008-01-25T21:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T21:33:25.973-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='danger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uprising'/><title type='text'>Apocalypse, Tupacalypse, Threepocalypse Now!</title><summary type='text'>So.  I think more people need to concern themselves with the inevitable robot uprising.  For those uneducated on this subject check here!Right now I think it is all peachy keen with the masses.  They think it is neat that robots build our cars, think for us, pick our potatoes, etc.  What they don't see is that this is all part of their plan.  The robots that is.  By strengthening our dependence </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/683480107185444456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=683480107185444456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/683480107185444456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/683480107185444456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2008/01/apocalypse-tupacalypse-threepocalypse.html' title='Apocalypse, Tupacalypse, Threepocalypse Now!'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9wSkKy5plV0/R5qafGo3INI/AAAAAAAAA44/HZJjB7WrDdY/s72-c/steroid-use.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-7414833408811404328</id><published>2008-01-22T00:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T00:22:13.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wrote Some Poems!</title><summary type='text'>Hey gang, here are two poems that I just wrote now.  One of them is a haiku.  You know, three lines of 5-7-5.  The other is a Briaku.  Three lines of 7-5-7.  Which I made up, because that is the area code of where I am from and I like to make things up.  I also made up the name, not just the pattern.haikuI am in Cali!It's colder here than you think.So please pack a coat.BriakuThis style is more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/7414833408811404328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=7414833408811404328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/7414833408811404328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/7414833408811404328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-wrote-some-poems.html' title='I Wrote Some Poems!'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-3656747862462829497</id><published>2008-01-21T23:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T00:10:43.153-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alien'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Babies!  Aliens! Real monsters?!</title><summary type='text'>Yo.  I am a bit confused about pregnancy.  Not in the way you might think though.  Like, I think I have the basics down about how it all happens and what not, but here is the part that I think is odd.Why are pregnant people always, no matter how pregnant, rubbing their stomachs.  I don't see how it could be calming.  In fact, maybe it would only freak you out more, because I am sure, that even </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/3656747862462829497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=3656747862462829497' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/3656747862462829497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/3656747862462829497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2008/01/babies-aliens-real-monsters.html' title='Babies!  Aliens! Real monsters?!'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9wSkKy5plV0/R5V55jUB7RI/AAAAAAAAA4w/fgCZq7KK-eg/s72-c/belly+rub.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-4372526995044898144</id><published>2008-01-21T23:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T00:26:45.704-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Sopranos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Warriors'/><title type='text'>The Warriors</title><summary type='text'>I watched The Warriors the other day.  It is about gangs.  Not a bad flick at all, you guys should check it out.  The thing I like the most about this movie was the outfits each gang wore.  Which made me wonder about organized crime.See, I don't think it is all the well organized.  Nothing says organization like matching outfits.  Not only do they increase solidarity, they look scary, and people </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/4372526995044898144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=4372526995044898144' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/4372526995044898144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/4372526995044898144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2007/06/warriors.html' title='The Warriors'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9wSkKy5plV0/Rn8HmvCekCI/AAAAAAAAAWg/g1SQUcTCfRo/s72-c/The_Sopranos_iso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-2571129513013985920</id><published>2008-01-10T19:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T19:49:38.780-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new years'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><summary type='text'>Here is a little quick post for my peeps!  Hopefully there will be more to come since  I am about to go to San Diego for work for 3 weeks. That should force me to be in front of the computer a bit more in the evenings. I have been doing all sorts of new and exciting things.  Other just being me of course.  That said, I spent the New Year surrounded by friends, electronics and alcohol.  Here is </summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3a43ffd457f0850c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c775d8f47cc69822&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/2571129513013985920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=2571129513013985920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/2571129513013985920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/2571129513013985920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-2219800016959357861</id><published>2007-06-24T19:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T21:35:13.167-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Giant Animals</title><summary type='text'>I passed this house Sunday in the car.  In the front yard, was an artificial cow.  This artificial cow (life sized I might add) was also inside of an artificial enclosure.  Much like you would see in a pasture.  I had this issue to ponder.I cannot imagine how one gets to the point where they want a giant fake animal in their yard.  Not to mention the fake pen, for the fake animal to live in.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/2219800016959357861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=2219800016959357861' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/2219800016959357861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/2219800016959357861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2007/06/giant-animals.html' title='Giant Animals'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-1670099695406339498</id><published>2007-06-24T19:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T22:17:26.260-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scotland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='king'/><title type='text'>The Last King of Scotland</title><summary type='text'>So, I have this movie at my house from netflix.  The name of it is The Last King of Scotland.I have no idea what it is about, even though I have seen the previews in the theater.  So, based on the cover of the book, I will assume the movie is about its title.  I will now tell you what I think it is all about.There is this dude.  He is black.  Forrest Whitaker plays him.  Well, he has a fancy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/1670099695406339498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=1670099695406339498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/1670099695406339498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/1670099695406339498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2007/06/last-king-of-scotland.html' title='The Last King of Scotland'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9wSkKy5plV0/Rn76yPCekBI/AAAAAAAAAWY/3hSKzLzalII/s72-c/200px-Lastkingofscotland.bookcover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-2707813819067777408</id><published>2007-06-19T21:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T22:03:59.627-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuckery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='listen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fitness'/><title type='text'>What Kind of Fuckery is This?</title><summary type='text'>So, this afternoon I was reading this article about an over the counter weight loss pill.  This pill has been approved by the FDA, although no long term risks can be known at this time.  Well, I said to myself, "Damn that is a good idea.  A lot of people could benefit from something like this."  Well wouldn't you know, it is not the magic pill that people are going to be looking for.  It still </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/2707813819067777408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=2707813819067777408' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/2707813819067777408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/2707813819067777408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-kind-of-fuckery-is-this.html' title='What Kind of Fuckery is This?'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-7122332735973515294</id><published>2007-06-12T19:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T21:36:24.923-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motorcycle'/><title type='text'>Do Not Operate Heavy Machinery</title><summary type='text'>So I was wondering the other day about blood alcohol content(B.A.C.).  As most of you know, in most states if you blow 0.08 or over, you will get a D.U.I.  which will probably screw up your year and your rear.  Since I know nothing about the science of it.  This number seems confusing to me.  I know it is a ratio, but I am pretty sure some people can have a 0.08 and do fine.  Others not so much.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/7122332735973515294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=7122332735973515294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/7122332735973515294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/7122332735973515294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='Do Not Operate Heavy Machinery'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-1017724697167809226</id><published>2007-06-05T19:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T19:35:26.503-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toilet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper'/><title type='text'>Uselessness</title><summary type='text'>As many of you may know, I work for the man.   So, I am continuously subjected to lowest bidder rhetoric.  The way the government works is, in order to be fair, whenever something is needed, it goes out to bid.  The lowest bidder is awarded the contract.  Many, myself included, think this leads to poor quality materials.  Case in point.  Cheap toilet paper.It dawned on me today, that in theory, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/1017724697167809226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=1017724697167809226' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/1017724697167809226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/1017724697167809226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2007/06/uselessness.html' title='Uselessness'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-9173836723754699438</id><published>2007-05-29T15:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T15:49:47.617-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Food for Thought</title><summary type='text'>How come the food at the supermarket has a sell by date.  I think this is almost completely useless.  I think what people should be more concerned with is the eat by date.  Which if you look closely is not on any food containers.  The sell by date does me no good if I have no idea how long something can last once I have bought or opened it.  I even have examples.    One of the most important </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/9173836723754699438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=9173836723754699438' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/9173836723754699438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/9173836723754699438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2007/05/food-for-thought.html' title='Food for Thought'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-1174835474872513066</id><published>2007-05-27T11:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T11:20:02.694-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Exoticism</title><summary type='text'>List of exotic animals that I would like to eat. (in no particular order)ManateePandaGiraffeEagleKomodo DragonKoala</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/1174835474872513066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=1174835474872513066' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/1174835474872513066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/1174835474872513066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2007/05/exoticism.html' title='Exoticism'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9wSkKy5plV0/RlmfWau-KaI/AAAAAAAAAT0/g0PnFlQtUL0/s72-c/Manatee.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-4897974078847939894</id><published>2007-05-23T21:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T11:07:45.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's A Concert Review From Me To You!</title><summary type='text'>Last Friday I had the pleasure of attending the Citizen Cope concert. Iwent to see him at the end of last year and I will have to say it was one ofthe best shows I had seen in a long time. I would even put the show on parwith the The Roots. If you haven't had a chance to check it out listenhere.The first time I saw them at The Norva, it was a very intimatesetting. I mean, they had tables and bar </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/4897974078847939894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=4897974078847939894' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/4897974078847939894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/4897974078847939894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2007/05/heres-concert-review-from-me-to-you.html' title='Here&apos;s A Concert Review From Me To You!'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9wSkKy5plV0/RlTxlKu-KXI/AAAAAAAAATc/GYpS-hbu49Y/s72-c/DSC00237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-2423974007409142920</id><published>2007-05-08T21:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T22:07:41.911-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Time Is It?</title><summary type='text'>Today when I was out for a jog a dude asked me what time it was and he tapped his wrist where his watch should have been.  Just after I told him the time, the thought occurred to me.  If he had been Flavor Flav and he didn't have his clock/watch/necklace, would he have tapped his wrist or his chest?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/2423974007409142920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=2423974007409142920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/2423974007409142920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/2423974007409142920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-time-is-it_08.html' title='What Time Is It?'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9wSkKy5plV0/RkEsdmvthrI/AAAAAAAAARM/sYwkfKp3nAs/s72-c/parvus_zypad_wl_1000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-1842580189958212504</id><published>2007-05-07T19:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T19:58:17.662-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Takeover, the Break's Over</title><summary type='text'>Real fast kiddies.  Notice to the right----&gt;There has been a slight change.  You can now see what I am currently listening to.  As you can see,  at the moment the list is an odd one.Now, back at it.Well I have done all sorts of things since I last posted.   Here is a recap in the life of Brian.I went to Las Vegas.While in Vegas I went to the Hoover Dam.I had some beers!Now that I have my strength</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/1842580189958212504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=1842580189958212504' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/1842580189958212504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/1842580189958212504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2007/05/takeover-breaks-over.html' title='The Takeover, the Break&apos;s Over'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9wSkKy5plV0/Rj-47mvthlI/AAAAAAAAAQc/A1CwJJWQkOM/s72-c/DSC00133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-6376003308884317283</id><published>2007-02-09T07:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T23:02:00.894-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bird and Bee Review</title><summary type='text'>Music review time!So I was listening to NPR the other day and I heard this haunting voice kind of float through the room.  I did a little search and I came up with: The Bird and the Bee.  Their website describes their sound as "A futuristic 1960's American film set in Brazil..."I think this album is great.  Not like anything I have heard before.  Both of the members, Inara Georga and Greg Kurstin</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/6376003308884317283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=6376003308884317283' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/6376003308884317283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/6376003308884317283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2007/02/bird-and-bee-review.html' title='Bird and Bee Review'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9wSkKy5plV0/RcxtuIRwjKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/-rcpZk26uYM/s72-c/birdandbee_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-711927038047416152</id><published>2007-01-28T21:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T21:45:02.044-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Posts</title><summary type='text'>I know I post few and far between.  Some times with more fervor than others.  In an effort not to water down my content, I try only to post when I really feel I have something to write.     Often times when I do get to writing, more and more starts to come out, but I do this for fun and I don't like it to feel forced.  Those that know me probably enjoy my blog posts, however infrequent, because I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/711927038047416152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=711927038047416152' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/711927038047416152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/711927038047416152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2007/01/posts.html' title='Posts'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-1409960347980689579</id><published>2007-01-28T21:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T21:31:26.619-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coldplay!  Even Makes Chris Martin Lonely</title><summary type='text'>I am a fan of Coldplay.  I wouldn't go so far as saying huge or anything but I enjoy their music.  I do think it is a bit too easy to fade into the background though and that kind of bothers me.  However, if it is one thing Chris Martin, lead singer/songwriter can do, is write a song to say that he is sorry to chicks, so that is a plus for him.  For those not aware of his talents, it is a bit </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/1409960347980689579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=1409960347980689579' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/1409960347980689579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/1409960347980689579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2007/01/coldplay-even-makes-chris-martin-lonely.html' title='Coldplay!  Even Makes Chris Martin Lonely'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9wSkKy5plV0/Rb1bmBWV4NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/w_YhY34XEEc/s72-c/scientist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-7219712146931700892</id><published>2006-12-20T16:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T16:57:21.335-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Katrina</title><summary type='text'>Now I know everyone, at least I hope everyone thinks that the government really fucked up with the whole hurricane thing.  I know I do.  I'll keep this short and sweet.  If you have not seen the Hurricane documentary that Spike Lee did for HBO, you need to get on your job and check it out.  It is just wild how things went down and this is all shot from the point of view of the people that went </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/7219712146931700892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=7219712146931700892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/7219712146931700892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/7219712146931700892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/12/katrina.html' title='Katrina'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-4867544319592625514</id><published>2006-12-19T21:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T21:51:02.822-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Going to Macgyver It?</title><summary type='text'>I work with a bunch of engineers and technicians see, and also, occasionally, I will have to do some field work on Navy ships.  We are told by the man, to always have a flashlight on us in case the power goes out.  Also, most of us have some sort of multi-tool in our possession just in case we need a tool of some sort.  All of that makes sense to me. What I can't figure out is the people who wake</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/4867544319592625514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=4867544319592625514' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/4867544319592625514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/4867544319592625514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/12/are-you-going-to-macgyver-it.html' title='Are You Going to Macgyver It?'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-7644719771492500316</id><published>2006-12-06T19:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T19:08:24.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Make It Weird</title><summary type='text'>I can't seem to figure out why people want to act all offended when you catch them on an exercise machine at the gym past the time they signed up for.  That is, if they even signed up for it.  Today I walked up to a dude who was over his time and I said, "Excuse me, I am signed up for this machine at 5."  He gave me this odd look and said, "Can I have 2 more minutes?"  I said yes, but  I would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/7644719771492500316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=7644719771492500316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/7644719771492500316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/7644719771492500316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/12/dont-make-it-weird.html' title='Don&apos;t Make It Weird'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-6027199659957623979</id><published>2006-12-04T17:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T17:52:54.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Monday...</title><summary type='text'>Here I am.  How amazing.  Today I think I will tackle two things.  Why do old people wear so much polyester and what exactly makes the electric slide, so damned electric.Ye Olde People    I have thought about this for a while.  I see older people in polyester like it is going out of style.  The thing that makes this so odd, is that it has gone out of style.  So they can stop.  Now, I know that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/6027199659957623979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=6027199659957623979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/6027199659957623979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/6027199659957623979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/12/monday-monday.html' title='Monday Monday...'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-8301215215424813423</id><published>2006-12-01T16:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T11:23:36.795-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst Blogger EVER!!</title><summary type='text'>Well, I needed a break.  I couldn't think of anything to write?  I forgot my password?All of these are not true.  The truth is, I got lazy, then I forgot about my blog and the 3, possibly 4 people that read it.  Never again.  I hope.  I am back.  For reals!  I plan to try and blog at the very least, 3 times/week.  Get ready to get tired of me!Official update soon to follow this weekend.  People </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/8301215215424813423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=8301215215424813423' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/8301215215424813423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/8301215215424813423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/12/worst-blogger-ever.html' title='Worst Blogger EVER!!'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-115706636465324917</id><published>2006-08-31T19:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T19:19:24.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tasty Beer!</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday evening I had some beers. I decided to splurge on the per diem and I purchased something I had never had before, from somewhere I had never been before. It just so happens that I had Orange Blossom Cream Ale. It was hella good. I wouldn't have figured that an orange flavored beer would be cool but it was. I suggest you all go out and buy some for me. I would like to drink more of it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/115706636465324917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=115706636465324917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/115706636465324917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/115706636465324917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/08/tasty-beer.html' title='Tasty Beer!'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-115698672258914574</id><published>2006-08-30T21:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T21:12:02.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'>California Dreamin'</title><summary type='text'>I am in sunny Cali for a couple of weeks for work.  No place I think I would rather be, except maybe Guam.  I have been running a bit since I have been here too.  These hills are killer.  I did about 6-7 miles yesterday and I swear most of it must have been uphill.  I also went to WholeFoods to eat dinner.   Good food.  Good sights.  I look forward to the weekend.  Game on!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/115698672258914574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=115698672258914574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/115698672258914574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/115698672258914574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/08/california-dreamin.html' title='California Dreamin&apos;'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-115698656931946772</id><published>2006-08-30T21:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T21:09:29.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Book Ever!!</title><summary type='text'>I have wondered about this for some time now.  Why is it that every book that comes out is always on the NY Times bestseller list?  I fail to understand how just about every book is on it.  How many copies do you have to sell to make this list.  Furthermore, I know for a fact that not that many people read books.  They are for chumps and nothing smart ever came out of one.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/115698656931946772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=115698656931946772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/115698656931946772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/115698656931946772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/08/best-book-ever.html' title='The Best Book Ever!!'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-115499325080124647</id><published>2006-08-07T19:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T19:27:30.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bumbaclot!, Lord have mercy, Irie! (in a Jamaican accent):A letter to Sean Paul</title><summary type='text'>I like a little bit of reggae. Very little. Mostly I like the traditional sounds, such as Bob Marley, Peter Tosh, etc., and I like a little bit of the chant stuff, most recently Matisyahu. I can't stand dancehall. This means you Sean Paul. Please explain to me how you can speak perfect English sometimes and others you sounds like a deaf/mentally challenged child. Sure I will watch your video to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/115499325080124647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=115499325080124647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/115499325080124647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/115499325080124647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/08/bumbaclot-lord-have-mercy-irie-in.html' title='Bumbaclot!, Lord have mercy, Irie! (in a Jamaican accent):A letter to Sean Paul'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-115499265249220361</id><published>2006-08-07T19:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T19:17:32.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Come in, come in!</title><summary type='text'>The other day I went to Tropical Smoothie for a delicious wrap and a tasty smoothie. After procuring both, I got up to leave. This is when I was made a fool, for what I think is one too many times.Why do these businesses insist on keeping the right door locked. First of all it is just stupid to have 2 doors in a place and always have one locked when there is going to be 2-way traffic, about, hmm,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/115499265249220361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=115499265249220361' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/115499265249220361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/115499265249220361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/08/come-in-come-in.html' title='Come in, come in!'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-115386246290326876</id><published>2006-07-25T17:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T17:22:02.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wandering and pondering</title><summary type='text'>How do you make rice krispies? How exactly do you 'puff rice'? Do you blow air in it until it gets holes in it? Which leads me to smacks(the cereal). What is a smacks? What is it in the real world that they supposed to look like?Today I ate some key lime pie flavored yogurt. Immediately after that I ate some tortilla chips. It tasted exactly like fruit loops with milk. That was very wired.Why do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/115386246290326876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=115386246290326876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/115386246290326876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/115386246290326876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/07/wandering-and-pondering.html' title='Wandering and pondering'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-115358270152213399</id><published>2006-07-22T11:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T11:38:21.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Horse punchin'!</title><summary type='text'>I was thinking the other day that it would be neat to punch a horse. I think you could get close enough to do it since they are tame. I figure, the best way to approach it would be from the front, like you were going to pet it. Then I would give it an apple to keep it occupied. Next I would move around the side like I was going to ride it into the sunset. Then I would punch it as hard as you can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/115358270152213399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=115358270152213399' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/115358270152213399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/115358270152213399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/07/horse-punchin.html' title='Horse punchin&apos;!'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-115146086616336570</id><published>2006-06-27T22:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T22:20:12.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Fast, Too Furious</title><summary type='text'>This morning, I was watching headline news. Usually I like to actually watch this show because I enjoy reading the ticker tape at the bottom of the screen, but when I am getting dressed in the mornings, I do not have time to watch, I can only listen. This morning I was running a bit early and I got to watch this clip about all of the flooding in Washington, D.C. It was wild. The IRS even had to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/115146086616336570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=115146086616336570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/115146086616336570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/115146086616336570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/06/too-fast-too-furious.html' title='Too Fast, Too Furious'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-115146044182459061</id><published>2006-06-27T21:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T22:21:52.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF</title><summary type='text'>So the other day my TIVO captured a great television show. Essentially, this show had everything that a real show should have. Ladies, fast cars, explosions, gunfire, and last but not least, sweet clothes. The show I am talking about is Miami Vice. The show, is about vice squad detectives in Miami. These two cats were the coolest. They always had the dopest cars, taken from dope dealers of course</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/115146044182459061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=115146044182459061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/115146044182459061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/115146044182459061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/06/wtf.html' title='WTF'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-115055367066814131</id><published>2006-06-17T10:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T10:14:30.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Haircuts</title><summary type='text'>So I just got my haircut yesterday. I had worn it long with a goatee for a few months, but since it is summer I decided to cut it really short. Not quite bald though. I kept my sweet goatee though. I look like my own evil twin, (evil twins always have facial hair). Well my haircut got me to thinking. You know what would be a sweet haircut. A "Napoleon". This would be like a Mohawk but instead of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/115055367066814131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=115055367066814131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/115055367066814131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/115055367066814131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/06/haircuts.html' title='Haircuts'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-115042920060159385</id><published>2006-06-15T23:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T23:40:00.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Back in the day when I was young...  I'm not a kid anymore, but sometimes I sit and wish I was a kid again"</title><summary type='text'>I've got a past guys. I wasn't born yesterday. Now it is time for some interesting facts about me. First off, when I was younger, I hated to wear jeans. My parents couldn't get me in them. So they made me wear corduroys in the winter. I hated those. It turns out, my first pair of jeans that I wanted was in 6th grade. Now, I think I actually have a problem with buying denim. I like it a lot. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/115042920060159385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=115042920060159385' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/115042920060159385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/115042920060159385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/06/back-in-day-when-i-was-young-im-not.html' title='&quot;Back in the day when I was young...  I&apos;m not a kid anymore, but sometimes I sit and wish I was a kid again&quot;'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-115042809705845566</id><published>2006-06-15T23:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T23:21:37.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Clarification</title><summary type='text'>All of the titles of my blogs with quotes in them. Are just that, quotes. They come from mostly songs but some are from movies. If anyone cares enough to delve deeper, leave me a comment and I can start saying where they come from.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/115042809705845566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=115042809705845566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/115042809705845566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/115042809705845566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/06/clarification.html' title='Clarification'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-114963505465645762</id><published>2006-06-06T19:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T23:45:43.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Freedom is the Ultimate Goal"</title><summary type='text'>So a few weeks ago I went to a concert at The Norva. I have been to quite a few shows here. Usually well priced and a variety of acts tend to show up. Unfortunately lately, it has all been MTV emo/pop punk crap. Before you jump on me, there is some good emo out there.Anyway, picture my expression when I found out THE hip-hop band, The Roots, was going to be there. I have seen The Roots about 7 or</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/114963505465645762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=114963505465645762' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114963505465645762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114963505465645762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/06/freedom-is-ultimate-goal.html' title='&quot;Freedom is the Ultimate Goal&quot;'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-114963498965215694</id><published>2006-06-06T18:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T19:06:09.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Club K'mart</title><summary type='text'>Well now. History time!Little do many know, but apparently Guam is where the first Super K' was located. There is a parking lot on the roof and it is huge. Inside, it doesn't look like any Kmart around here. It is clean and there are people in it. More importantly, there are tons of Japanese tourists inside. I don't know what it is, but the Japanese love all things American. In return, I do have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/114963498965215694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=114963498965215694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114963498965215694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114963498965215694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/06/club-kmart.html' title='Club K&apos;mart'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-114963461936753596</id><published>2006-06-06T18:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T19:07:05.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the States, Waxin' Ecstatic</title><summary type='text'>Here I am, back in VA. Loads of fun. I jumped right back into summer school. Boo!Well, I suppose it is time to give another post about Guam. (All photos by me, BG.)This will be quick and to the point.Clear water?Check!Sunsets?Check!Beaches?CheckNice place to be overall. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/114963461936753596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=114963461936753596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114963461936753596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114963461936753596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/06/back-in-states-waxin-ecstatic.html' title='Back in the States, Waxin&apos; Ecstatic'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-114846624999525417</id><published>2006-05-24T06:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T06:24:10.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day of Crazy</title><summary type='text'>Well, so far Guam is nice. Hot and trashy but nice. Trashy in many ways though. As you drive you notice wrecked cars on the side of the road. Rusted and rotted out interiors littering the landscape. It is like that everywhere.Here is a quick recap of my week so far.There is officially nothing to do here. There are also very few bars that do not double as strip clubs. I went to one. Guam is a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/114846624999525417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=114846624999525417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114846624999525417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114846624999525417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/05/day-of-crazy.html' title='A Day of Crazy'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-114811517693807184</id><published>2006-05-20T04:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T04:52:56.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Virginia-Guam ologues</title><summary type='text'>As many of you know. I am now out of the country. I have been for a few days actually. So far there is really nothing to report. I am however, in a tropical paradise. It is crazy how amazing it looks here. The ship I am on even has an amazing view. Nothing but tiny beaches and little coves with mountains in the background. It is a bit surreal. The ocean is a blue that I have never seen before. It</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/114811517693807184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=114811517693807184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114811517693807184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114811517693807184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/05/virginia-guam-ologues.html' title='The Virginia-Guam ologues'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-114593372301362225</id><published>2006-04-24T22:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T18:01:53.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoes in the Shower!</title><summary type='text'>Just recently I had the pleasure of showering in a pair of flip flops again. I will have to say I definitely missed it. All of you that have lived in a dorm, or heaven forbid, showered in a gym or something like it, know what I am talking about. It just really brought back memories from college. Plus, I never noticed how comfortable it really is. I was thinking about starting to shower in shoes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/114593372301362225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=114593372301362225' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114593372301362225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114593372301362225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/04/shoes-in-shower.html' title='Shoes in the Shower!'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-114593311113894240</id><published>2006-04-24T22:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T22:45:11.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Scent of Destruction</title><summary type='text'>"Brian the Barbarian. He razes all he sees!"Well, last week I took a little time off from work for my birthday. During that time I managed to break just about everything I touched. Man was I annoyed. Let me rattle the list off for you and the status of the object's repair.Stripped motorcycle oil plug: Sort of fixed. After 3 days of self mechanic work, a new drain plug and washer and new threads, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/114593311113894240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=114593311113894240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114593311113894240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114593311113894240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/04/scent-of-destruction.html' title='Scent of Destruction'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-114360356199916703</id><published>2006-03-29T22:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T22:39:51.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Importance of Brand Names, Part Duex</title><summary type='text'>One of the comments I received on my blog about Q-tips was from my long time friends in Richmond. I figured, based on their comments, which I agreed with totally, I would expand. They were apparently very unhappy that I had left some things out. Their comments were;"Other item to never buy generic: TOILET PAPER, cereal, tapioca pudding, tampons, "white-out", bread, condoms (lol) &amp; pregnancy tests</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/114360356199916703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=114360356199916703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114360356199916703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114360356199916703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/03/importance-of-brand-names-part-duex.html' title='The Importance of Brand Names, Part Duex'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-114360229741459278</id><published>2006-03-28T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T22:18:17.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm so pimp it's ridiculous, got tinted windows on my ride, I'm inconspicuous."</title><summary type='text'>Today I saw one of the craziest things in my life. It was a late 90's model Dodge Caravan with the top chopped. Yes folks. This was a convertible mini van. WTF? It even had a spoiler on it. I don't even know where to begin on this one. In fact, the only person that would believe me, was the person I was on the phone with at the time. Coincidentally he happened to see a Bentley at that exact </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/114360229741459278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=114360229741459278' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114360229741459278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114360229741459278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-so-pimp-its-ridiculous-got-tinted.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m so pimp it&apos;s ridiculous, got tinted windows on my ride, I&apos;m inconspicuous.&quot;'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-114280245260197432</id><published>2006-03-19T15:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T16:07:49.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blacula is Wacula!</title><summary type='text'> I like to occasionally watch blaxploiation flicks. There is some mildly entertaining about watching some brothers or sisters stick it to the man. Or the establishment if you so prefer. Two of my favorites are Black Belt Jones and The Black Six. Check them out!So imagine how excited I was when my TIVO recorded Blacula. Here is the synopsis, from my words.An African prince and his wife travel to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/114280245260197432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=114280245260197432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114280245260197432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114280245260197432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/03/blacula-is-wacula.html' title='Blacula is Wacula!'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-114239314598432645</id><published>2006-03-14T19:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T22:28:01.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The importance of brand names</title><summary type='text'>This could possibly be the worst blog post ever. It has been a while though. So here is something for the masses.I have no problem buying generic household items. I don't buy clothes this way though because that is a question of quality. At times though, it can be a question of quality for household items too. One of these such times is the Q-tip.Pictured here is the real Q-tip.Superior in every </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/114239314598432645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=114239314598432645' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114239314598432645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114239314598432645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/03/importance-of-brand-names.html' title='The importance of brand names'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-114178977262975980</id><published>2006-03-07T22:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T22:49:32.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So fresh so clean</title><summary type='text'>I went to the dentist today. Unlike some, I have no fear of it. I also have a dentist that is hella old fashioned. In fact I think it is odd when people say they go to the dentist and he isn't even the one doing the cleaning. My dentist operates out of a little building, about the size of a small 1950's house. It was handed down to him from his mentor or whatever.It also only has 2 exam rooms and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/114178977262975980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=114178977262975980' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114178977262975980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114178977262975980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-fresh-so-clean.html' title='So fresh so clean'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-114142845140699176</id><published>2006-03-03T18:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T18:27:31.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Friday Post</title><summary type='text'>Just a taste from the greatest rapper alive!Artist: Jay-ZAlbum:  Reasonable DoubtSong:   D'EvilsMy flesh, no nigga could testMy soul is possessed by D'Evils in the form of diamonds and lexusesThe Exorcist, got me doing skits like HomieYou don't know me, but the whole world owe me - strip!Was thought to be a pleasant guy all my fucking lifeSo now I'm down for whatever, ain't nothing niceThroughout</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/114142845140699176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=114142845140699176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114142845140699176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114142845140699176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/03/lazy-friday-post.html' title='Lazy Friday Post'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-114109571235640004</id><published>2006-02-27T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T22:01:52.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Quick Thoughts</title><summary type='text'>I know that people can be night owls, but can they be day owls? Are people that are up during the day not called day owls because they are in the majority?If you arrested a deaf person and handcuffed them, would that be the same as tying them up and gagging them?These are the two things that I want to know right now. Oh and anything having to do with power and not the kind that the lady has in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/114109571235640004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=114109571235640004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114109571235640004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114109571235640004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/02/2-quick-thoughts.html' title='2 Quick Thoughts'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-114065115604514260</id><published>2006-02-22T18:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T18:32:36.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Small hands.  Smell like cabbage."</title><summary type='text'>Was the reply that Austin Powers gave in his first move about carnies. Well I am here to tell you, I feel the same way. Only it's about men with irregularly small feet. You can't trust them. Plus, it just really creeps me out.I know of a few people (no names of course, ask me if you want to know), that have what I would say are tiny feet for their height. It just looks weird, and they take these </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/114065115604514260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=114065115604514260' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114065115604514260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114065115604514260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/02/small-hands-smell-like-cabbage.html' title='&quot;Small hands.  Smell like cabbage.&quot;'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-114057046030876633</id><published>2006-02-21T20:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T20:07:40.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Found on the Internet!</title><summary type='text'>Too much.Discovery of the Book of JudasToday archaeologists in Lebanon announced the discovery of a new biblical scroll, the Book of Judas.  Biblical scholar Art Vandelay says “These scrolls are unequivocally the most important find within the Christian community in the last 500 years.  The Book of Judas will redefine the events that led to the crucifixion of Jesus.”  As the public waits for a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/114057046030876633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=114057046030876633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114057046030876633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114057046030876633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/02/found-on-internet.html' title='Found on the Internet!'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-114049451055140670</id><published>2006-02-20T22:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T09:29:10.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonus Post!</title><summary type='text'>Anyone that knows me, knows that I am a big hip-hop fan. All of it, minus the crap. Some of you out there may not be able to distinguish what is good and what is bad. 'Laffy Taffy' bad. Anything Jay-Z, good. However it is much more complicated than that.One of the better rappers out there is a man by the name of Talib Kweli. I suggest you check him out. He is is most commonly referred to as part </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/114049451055140670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=114049451055140670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114049451055140670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114049451055140670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/02/bonus-post.html' title='Bonus Post!'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-114049297245224114</id><published>2006-02-20T22:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T22:38:50.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Black History Post 2</title><summary type='text'>Right back at you kids. This time I am going to blog about a little known black 'militant' named Rob Williams.  Automatically when you hear that word you instantly think violence. Names like Malcolm X and Huey P. Newton come to mind. This is exactly what the government wants you to think. However, you never hear about all of the positive things the Black Panthers did as a political party. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/114049297245224114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=114049297245224114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114049297245224114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114049297245224114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/02/black-history-post-2.html' title='Black History Post 2'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-114030815443859593</id><published>2006-02-18T19:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T19:15:54.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Very observant aren't we?</title><summary type='text'>Here is something I have noticed over the years of my life. 25 of them so far. I know others have seen this too but I am going to speak on it.What is up, with the males of a specific ethnicity, wearing shorts and short sleeves whenever they can. I just don't understand it. It is winter time. I don't like it either but just accept it. There is no need for you to be walking around in 40 degree </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/114030815443859593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=114030815443859593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114030815443859593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114030815443859593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/02/very-observant-arent-we.html' title='Very observant aren&apos;t we?'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-114021053207989786</id><published>2006-02-17T16:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T16:09:42.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay fly!</title><summary type='text'>The wardrobes I see at my place of employ astound me. However, one thing is for sure. A pair of blue slacks, white tennis shoes, and a tucked in brown pocketed t-shirt is not "dressed up" Actually, one should never, ever, go to an office dressed this way. No matter how "casual" it may be.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/114021053207989786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=114021053207989786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114021053207989786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/114021053207989786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/02/stay-fly.html' title='Stay fly!'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-113967081100500148</id><published>2006-02-11T10:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T10:13:31.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Black History Post 1</title><summary type='text'>I am sure everyone is well aware that it is black history month. So, I will do a few posts on this topic. Some people may be political and some may be entertainers. Stay tuned....Cornel West is a highly educated black man. As you can see from the link he marched in numerous civil rights campaigned and is a strong influence to this day. However it does not stop there. In addition to be a published</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/113967081100500148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=113967081100500148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113967081100500148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113967081100500148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/02/black-history-post-1.html' title='Black History Post 1'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-113952315690999675</id><published>2006-02-09T17:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T19:04:19.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"BIG LOVE", POPS</title><summary type='text'>So, I showed my father my website. The first post he saw was the one from yesterday. This is what he had to say:"SON,I FIND THE WEBSITE ENTERTAINING EXCEPT FOR THE VERY BEGINNING I FIND THAT A LITTLE BIT RUFF. GET WHAT I MEAN! CONSIDERING THE FACT THAT I KNOW YOUR ANCESTRY I AM NOT SHOCKED BUT SEE IT AS A STARTING POINT FOR THE THINGS I MUST WORK ON WITH YOU. "BIG LOVE"POPS "You gotta love that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/113952315690999675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=113952315690999675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113952315690999675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113952315690999675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/02/big-love-pops.html' title='&quot;BIG LOVE&quot;, POPS'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-113943835308413667</id><published>2006-02-08T17:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T17:39:13.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Fuck a bank!  I need a 20 year water tank!" ~Mos Def - New World Water</title><summary type='text'>I have a very accurate sense of smell and taste. So much so, that there are kinds of water that I just do not like. I always knew what taste I preferred but I had no clue why or what. I have a love for Aquafina and Dasani. However, I can't stand Poland Springs or Deer Park. What is more, I can't stand Zephyrhills, which on first glance looks like Zephyrillis, which sounds like a bacteria of some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/113943835308413667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=113943835308413667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113943835308413667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113943835308413667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/02/fuck-bank-i-need-20-year-water-tank.html' title='&quot;Fuck a bank!  I need a 20 year water tank!&quot; ~Mos Def - New World Water'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-113806147473817492</id><published>2006-02-05T16:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T16:57:44.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Back up, Give me Space"</title><summary type='text'>Did everyone here about the comet dust the astrologers just collected. They were so happy. Not me though, because I realize you don't have to go all the way to space to get dust. You can get it in the corners, and not the ones of the galaxy. The actual corners!Which leads right into our marvelous space program. What a waste of time and money. So far, I think the most noticble thing we did was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/113806147473817492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=113806147473817492' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113806147473817492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113806147473817492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/02/back-up-give-me-space.html' title='&quot;Back up, Give me Space&quot;'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-113909006808690591</id><published>2006-02-04T16:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T16:54:28.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice weather we are having eh?</title><summary type='text'>So. I don't know if anyone has noticed, but there is this little thing called The Weather Channel. From the name of this channel, I am sure you can guess what comes. Or can you? Well if you guessed, 'Weather updates!' you would be partially correct.What actually comes on most of the time, is shows about the weather. Or home improvement tips. Well I am pissed. All I want to see on the weather </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/113909006808690591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=113909006808690591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113909006808690591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113909006808690591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/02/nice-weather-we-are-having-eh.html' title='Nice weather we are having eh?'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-113866654835918712</id><published>2006-01-30T19:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T19:15:48.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Government Work</title><summary type='text'>Here is a perfect example of why the U.S. Government is so inefficient. In my office if your computer isn't working you email the LAN help desk. If the phone is not working, you call communication services. So in short;broken phone = call for helpbroken computer = email for helpbroken government = efficiency?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/113866654835918712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=113866654835918712' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113866654835918712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113866654835918712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/01/government-work.html' title='Government Work'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-113856817970142288</id><published>2006-01-29T15:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T15:56:19.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Smelly</title><summary type='text'>The gym smells like nachos.  Or mine either.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/113856817970142288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=113856817970142288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113856817970142288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113856817970142288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/01/smelly.html' title='Smelly'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-113823280803763914</id><published>2006-01-25T18:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T18:46:48.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i want to mug a baby panda</title><summary type='text'> One of these things is not like the other!!!U.S. Deputy Secretary of State Robert Zoellick soothes a 5-month-old panda cub during a trip to a research center in Chengdu, southwest China's Sichuan province, Wednesday, Jan 25. 2006 before choking it to death with his bare hands and roasting it.  The trip highlighted a sentimental U.S.-Chinese tie amid strains over trade, human rights and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/113823280803763914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=113823280803763914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113823280803763914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113823280803763914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-want-to-mug-baby-panda.html' title='i want to mug a baby panda'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-113806142866654136</id><published>2006-01-23T19:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T18:53:30.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Well, actually, it is."</title><summary type='text'>I was thinking how fun it would be to go back to school and maybe get my degree in aerospace engineering. Then, I would try to get a job for NASA. I would try my damnedest to get the title of Rocket Scientist. After all of this had happened I would complain to my friends about some lame mundane activity I had been doing and make it sound really hard even though everyone knows that it is easy. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/113806142866654136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=113806142866654136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113806142866654136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113806142866654136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/01/well-actually-it-is.html' title='&quot;Well, actually, it is.&quot;'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-113806122048342727</id><published>2006-01-23T19:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T19:07:00.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random things</title><summary type='text'>If people can be night owls, can people be day owls? Or do day owls not get a term because that is what most people are?I am not an out of doors person. I always say, that "A nice day is best enjoyed through a window", yet I get depressed in the winter when I can't get into the sunshine.Why do I?:Hate the rain to touch my skin, but like showers?Take too long to tell a story? (Okay I admit they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/113806122048342727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=113806122048342727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113806122048342727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113806122048342727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/01/random-things.html' title='Random things'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-113780941975970372</id><published>2006-01-20T21:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T17:42:45.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>License Plate</title><summary type='text'>Seen last night on a license plate.EDUK8tedHmm, I wonder just how much you were if you spelled it that way.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/113780941975970372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=113780941975970372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113780941975970372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113780941975970372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/01/license-plate.html' title='License Plate'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-113779959028130153</id><published>2006-01-20T18:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T18:26:30.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Proof positive</title><summary type='text'>I don't know if anyone watches the news anymore, what with the "war" and all I seldom do. I do read it sometimes and this is an interesting story here. For those that are not willing to click I will paraphrase. Apparently this French lady was mauledby a dog and lost her lips and face and jaw. So she had to get a face transplant. Like this...Unfortunately, I don't think there was any ass kicking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/113779959028130153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=113779959028130153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113779959028130153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113779959028130153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/01/proof-positive.html' title='Proof positive'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-113754485636817583</id><published>2006-01-17T19:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T19:40:56.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maximum Exposure</title><summary type='text'>I have thought this for a while. Probably even said it on occasion. However, as everyone knows, there is a lot in a name. Especially if you are naming a band. You want something that will distinguish itself and stick in someone's brain, but you don't want it to seem like you picked a bunch of words out of a hat and put them in some order. (Third Eye Blind) If you dispute this, listen to the music</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/113754485636817583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=113754485636817583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113754485636817583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113754485636817583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/01/maximum-exposure.html' title='Maximum Exposure'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-113743174222485123</id><published>2006-01-16T12:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T12:30:29.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tasty Treats</title><summary type='text'>A while back I used to enjoy a nice well made juicy steak. Medium is how I liked them. Then, one day I just lost my taste for them. I perhaps chalk it up to the fact that my doctor told me I had border-line high cholesterol and needed to cut back on the red meat. I guess after that I got scared straight. However, one thing that I didn't lose my taste for was veal. For those that do not know, veal</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/113743174222485123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=113743174222485123' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113743174222485123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113743174222485123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/01/tasty-treats.html' title='Tasty Treats'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-113694297656571777</id><published>2006-01-10T20:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T18:47:35.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I know</title><summary type='text'>1. I rock the party, that rocks the party.2. Where Waldo is.3. Where the busses go.4. What the omnipotence paradox is.5. Who rocks the party that rocks the party (See 1.)6. Lyrics to songs like no one would believe. Don't ask me how far Kansas City, is from Blacksburg (not 6 hours) or how far Jamaica is from Richmond in a plane (not 15 hours) but ask me some Jay-Z lyrics and it is on like Donkey </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/113694297656571777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=113694297656571777' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113694297656571777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113694297656571777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/01/things-i-know.html' title='Things I know'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-113694247495144837</id><published>2006-01-10T20:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T20:21:14.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah that's right.  Mess you up like a car crash.</title><summary type='text'>Although my title has nothing to do with this post.  I think it is a good one.  I am beginning to think that once people start reading this, they will stop reading this.  It seems all I do is rant and rave.  However, that is pretty much what I do in real life sooo....Here goes.  A little P.S.A.Dear Old Dudes at the Gym,     Why do you feel that it is necessary to try and maximize your naked time </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/113694247495144837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=113694247495144837' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113694247495144837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113694247495144837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/01/yeah-thats-right-mess-you-up-like-car.html' title='Yeah that&apos;s right.  Mess you up like a car crash.'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-113685753729587030</id><published>2006-01-09T20:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T20:46:48.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Presidential Election: Battle Royale</title><summary type='text'>Thoughts for the future...I think this would be a good idea. From now on, each president should have to take an IQ test and be of a certain minimum intelligence. Also, they would have to go through some sort of rigorous physical training too. Think Steve Austin, the bionic man. I know cheap shot. Then whenever there was a war, the presidents of the 2 or more opposing powers would have to fight </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/113685753729587030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=113685753729587030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113685753729587030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113685753729587030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/01/presidential-election-battle-royale.html' title='Presidential Election: Battle Royale'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-113641116474000506</id><published>2006-01-04T16:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T16:46:04.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"She (Un)-Blinded Me With Science"</title><summary type='text'>This morning I had laser surgery on my left eye. Man it was amazing. As soon as they put my corneal flap back down I could see. Right now I can almost read with it. Although it is a bit blurry, the man (everyone likes ninjas, and no, unfortunately, my doctor is not one.) says I should be at 90% of what my vision will finally be tomorrow morning at my post-op appt. I could get into all of the gore</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/113641116474000506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=113641116474000506' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113641116474000506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113641116474000506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2006/01/she-un-blinded-me-with-science.html' title='&quot;She (Un)-Blinded Me With Science&quot;'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-113546048985879958</id><published>2005-12-24T16:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T20:11:30.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I don't like</title><summary type='text'>Here is a posting of things I don't like, by me.1. Peas (Yuck!)2. Stewed carrots (Like baby food for adults, only worse)3. Milk(It is like my kryptonite)4. Lactaid(Like, red kryptonite. Look it up)5. Onions(They say that in medieval times, there was this torture, call "Death by 1000 cuts", or something. The hard-pipe hitting guys, would cut you a lot, and let you bleed to death. The pain I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/113546048985879958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=113546048985879958' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113546048985879958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113546048985879958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2005/12/things-i-dont-like.html' title='Things I don&apos;t like'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-113468464786383461</id><published>2005-12-15T17:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T17:10:47.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid questions people at work have to ask</title><summary type='text'>Here is a list of things that I have been asked at my job since I started. Color them retarded.1. Is it Friday yet? Or some variation of this.2. Are we having fun yet? Or some variation of this.3. Is it time to go yet? Or some variation of this.The last time I checked, it was nether time to go nor was there a Ferris wheel in the office that I was unaware of (which would be bad-ass, or bitchin', </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/113468464786383461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=113468464786383461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113468464786383461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113468464786383461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2005/12/stupid-questions-people-at-work-have.html' title='Stupid questions people at work have to ask'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-113460155898531207</id><published>2005-12-14T17:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T18:07:17.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Friendly Aviator</title><summary type='text'>Right now I am reading Scar Tissue, by Anthony Kiedis, the lead singer of the Red Hot Chili Peppers. Now, I know what you are all thinking "Books are for chumps!" I agree. However, this happens to be a book about the life of the lead singer of, as far as I am concerned, one of the greatest bands ever. This guy was shooting cocaine by the time he was a late teenager. I am only a quarter of the way</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/113460155898531207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=113460155898531207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113460155898531207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113460155898531207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2005/12/super-friendly-aviator.html' title='Super Friendly Aviator'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-113433693694943299</id><published>2005-12-11T16:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T16:36:51.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold motorcycle ride</title><summary type='text'>As always, it was great to get out and ride my bike for a bit. 52 degrees didn't sound all that cold at the time either, but by the time I had ridden for about an hour and the wind had beat me up, I was ready to call it quits. There were hardly any riders out there. I should have known it was going to be cold.By the way, I am currently listening to the new Big Boi compilation album "Got Purp?" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/113433693694943299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=113433693694943299' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113433693694943299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113433693694943299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2005/12/cold-motorcycle-ride.html' title='Cold motorcycle ride'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19702850.post-113408094021843301</id><published>2005-12-08T17:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T17:29:00.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First post</title><summary type='text'>Nothing too in depth or prolific here.  Let's just see how this thing works!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/feeds/113408094021843301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19702850&amp;postID=113408094021843301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113408094021843301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19702850/posts/default/113408094021843301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treacherousheist.blogspot.com/2005/12/first-post.html' title='First post'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047718687005873525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/36/78956888_12cd19bd87_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
