<?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-10828737</id><updated>2011-12-13T22:54:49.157-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A punch in the neck</title><subtitle type='html'>My random ramblings... Work, life, love. All detailed in 1's and 0's.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>SupaDave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10828737.post-113872976640075425</id><published>2006-01-26T19:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T12:49:26.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dat's a Huge 'splosion!</title><summary type='text'>Standing by the stairway of my 3rd floor apartment I heard this loud "POP." I look accross the pond and a car blows up in my face! It's not like the movies, the car isn't catapulted into the air, but there is a huge fireball. After burning for about 3-4 minutes there is another pop and another huge fireball develops. I'm not sure what caused it, but a car just exploded! I hope no one was inside. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/feeds/113872976640075425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10828737&amp;postID=113872976640075425' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/113872976640075425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/113872976640075425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/2006/01/dats-huge-splosion.html' title='Dat&apos;s a Huge &apos;splosion!'/><author><name>SupaDave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10828737.post-113872898463663936</id><published>2006-01-26T17:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T12:42:57.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Red is for STOP!</title><summary type='text'> It's 5 o'clock on Thursday and it's been a pretty good day. I was kept busy at work all day and was ready to go home and relax. My friend and co-worker Luis steps on the gas as the light turns green (we carpool often). He speeds up as the cars all jockey for position. Out of the corner of my eye I see a red blur flashing through the three lanes of stopped traffic. "Oh shit!" I brace for impact. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/feeds/113872898463663936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10828737&amp;postID=113872898463663936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/113872898463663936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/113872898463663936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/2006/01/red-is-for-stop.html' title='Red is for STOP!'/><author><name>SupaDave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10828737.post-113761937126542766</id><published>2006-01-18T16:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T16:22:51.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Like Anything?</title><summary type='text'>David: http://www.shakespearefest.org/imaginary_invalid.htmAngela: You want to go see that?David: uh not really but I thought you wouldAngela: I probably would but thats kind of expensiveMaybe we could find something we'd both likeDavid: i know... like what?Angela: I don't know...do you like anything?David: i like explosionsAngela: :) Well if we can find something with explosions then we'll </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/feeds/113761937126542766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10828737&amp;postID=113761937126542766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/113761937126542766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/113761937126542766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/2006/01/do-you-like-anything.html' title='Do You Like Anything?'/><author><name>SupaDave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10828737.post-113388809634514341</id><published>2005-12-06T11:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T11:54:56.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Followed the trail of breadcrumbs...</title><summary type='text'>It's been a while since I've posted... over 6 months. This hasn't been for lack of desire but more lack of time and no set routine. A lot has happened in the past 6 months. I lost my job with Cingular data support where I consequently did all my (limited) blogging, and no, it had nothing to do with me losing my job.I found a new job working for a text book publisher. I manage the employee cell </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/feeds/113388809634514341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10828737&amp;postID=113388809634514341' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/113388809634514341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/113388809634514341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/2005/12/followed-trail-of-breadcrumbs.html' title='Followed the trail of breadcrumbs...'/><author><name>SupaDave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10828737.post-113398904704610940</id><published>2005-08-11T15:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T16:03:44.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the Neighborhood</title><summary type='text'>We moved into our new complex and it is about time. Driving an hour (sometimes two with traffic) sucks and I’ve been doing it ever since I got my new job, over two months. It looks like in our second night there the welcome wagon came through and it wasn’t bringing casserole. I woke up in the morning to find that my car was broken into. The welcome wagon apparently sawed off my steering column to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/feeds/113398904704610940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10828737&amp;postID=113398904704610940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/113398904704610940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/113398904704610940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/2005/08/welcome-to-neighborhood.html' title='Welcome to the Neighborhood'/><author><name>SupaDave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10828737.post-112320921363004116</id><published>2005-08-04T22:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T16:38:30.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Inconsiderate maids</title><summary type='text'>I was having lunch at a McDonald’s one day and it was jam packed, there wasn’t a table free in the place. Luis went to get a table and found one for the both of us. I picked up my food and went to sit and what do I see next to me? These two bitches each taking up a whole table. Why couldn’t they just sit together and leave a free table for another patron? No, I didn’t say anything I guess I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/feeds/112320921363004116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10828737&amp;postID=112320921363004116' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/112320921363004116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/112320921363004116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/2005/08/inconsiderate-maids.html' title='Inconsiderate maids'/><author><name>SupaDave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10828737.post-112310958987179249</id><published>2005-08-03T18:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T16:38:11.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kept Mullet</title><summary type='text'>This has to be one of the worst mullets ever... he's even got a perm.CamFone_(120).jpg Originally uploaded by SupaDave. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/feeds/112310958987179249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10828737&amp;postID=112310958987179249' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/112310958987179249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/112310958987179249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/2005/08/kept-mullet.html' title='The Kept Mullet'/><author><name>SupaDave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10828737.post-112177931376120277</id><published>2005-07-19T09:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T16:35:24.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I didn't turn to stone</title><summary type='text'>I have learned that low end retail chain Ross attracts the ugliest people in existence. This woman is straight out of Deuce Bigalow complete with background shouts of “Keep it in the circus”.CamFone_(089).jpg Originally uploaded by SupaDave.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/feeds/112177931376120277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10828737&amp;postID=112177931376120277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/112177931376120277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/112177931376120277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-didnt-turn-to-stone.html' title='I didn&apos;t turn to stone'/><author><name>SupaDave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10828737.post-112094064004374564</id><published>2005-07-09T16:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T16:34:36.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mulletboy</title><summary type='text'>The worst pint sized mullet ever.CamFone_(091).jpg Originally uploaded by SupaDave.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/feeds/112094064004374564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10828737&amp;postID=112094064004374564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/112094064004374564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/112094064004374564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/2005/07/mulletboy.html' title='Mulletboy'/><author><name>SupaDave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10828737.post-111521229433716530</id><published>2005-05-04T09:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T09:11:34.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Philosophical Question - Restroom</title><summary type='text'>If I was a janitor cleaning the women's restroom and I had to use the restroom, would I leave and go to the men's? I think I probably would.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/feeds/111521229433716530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10828737&amp;postID=111521229433716530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/111521229433716530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/111521229433716530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/2005/05/philosophical-question-restroom.html' title='Philosophical Question - Restroom'/><author><name>SupaDave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10828737.post-111489636212858492</id><published>2005-04-30T17:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T17:26:02.130-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Disgrace to Human Decency</title><summary type='text'>Is it taught at some point during the Police Academy that once you pin the shield on your chest you are now the king of the world? Why do cops feel the need to stop their patrol car in the middle of every street, intersection, driveway and parking lot without any concern for the law abiding citizens’ still traveling the thoroughfares?Today on my way to lovely Taco Bell I was lucky enough to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/feeds/111489636212858492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10828737&amp;postID=111489636212858492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/111489636212858492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/111489636212858492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/2005/04/disgrace-to-human-decency.html' title='Disgrace to Human Decency'/><author><name>SupaDave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10828737.post-111429526555912524</id><published>2005-04-23T18:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T16:34:04.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CamFone_(016).jpg</title><summary type='text'>Yeah thats an alligator about to eat my face off.Lake Jessup</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/feeds/111429526555912524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10828737&amp;postID=111429526555912524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/111429526555912524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/111429526555912524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/2005/04/camfone016jpg.html' title='CamFone_(016).jpg'/><author><name>SupaDave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10828737.post-111246267298961693</id><published>2005-03-30T11:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T12:32:38.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodwill is awesome!</title><summary type='text'>So with moving into a new place we've been trying to "bargain shop." We have a laundry list of things to buy so we sometimes check out the goodwill to see if there are ny gems.Well today we found perhaps the best gem ever! Over our past couple visits to Target we've seen a shelf and entertainment center that we both liked. Nothing great but it looks nice. $80 and $160 respectively.This is where </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/feeds/111246267298961693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10828737&amp;postID=111246267298961693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/111246267298961693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/111246267298961693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/2005/03/goodwill-is-awesome.html' title='Goodwill is awesome!'/><author><name>SupaDave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10828737.post-111126306603449182</id><published>2005-03-19T15:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T15:11:06.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Image(037).jpg</title><summary type='text'>     Image(037).jpg    Originally uploaded by supadave810. Driving around with a hatchet on your trunk is probably not a good idea.(camera phone)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/feeds/111126306603449182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10828737&amp;postID=111126306603449182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/111126306603449182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/111126306603449182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/2005/03/image037jpg.html' title='Image(037).jpg'/><author><name>SupaDave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10828737.post-111055165666453179</id><published>2005-03-11T09:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T09:35:33.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i tired trying make not work</title><summary type='text'>Do these people even want help? UghTECH: To CLUELESS: Welcome to Support Chat.What can I do for you?CLUELESS: yes my im are not working but e mail are working fine but im has trouble i dont know yetTECH: To CLUELESS: What is the problem that you are having with IM?CLUELESS: because i tired trying make not work i dont know what wrong yetTECH: To CLUELESS: Do you get an error message when you try </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/feeds/111055165666453179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10828737&amp;postID=111055165666453179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/111055165666453179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/111055165666453179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-tired-trying-make-not-work.html' title='i tired trying make not work'/><author><name>SupaDave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10828737.post-111055193014833153</id><published>2005-03-08T17:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T09:38:50.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Commute</title><summary type='text'>Image(033).jpgOriginally uploaded by supadave810.I thought I was having a bad commute(Camera Phone)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/feeds/111055193014833153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10828737&amp;postID=111055193014833153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/111055193014833153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/111055193014833153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/2005/03/bad-commute.html' title='Bad Commute'/><author><name>SupaDave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10828737.post-110969906247736045</id><published>2005-03-01T12:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T12:51:08.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She sent me a test msg to my nbr it's still busy</title><summary type='text'>Geez can't people just pay attention!&lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} span.SpellE  {mso-style-name:"";  mso-spl-e:yes;} span.GramE  {mso-style-name:"";  mso-gram-e:yes;} @</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/feeds/110969906247736045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10828737&amp;postID=110969906247736045' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/110969906247736045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/110969906247736045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/2005/03/she-sent-me-test-msg-to-my-nbr-its.html' title='She sent me a test msg to my nbr it&apos;s still busy'/><author><name>SupaDave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10828737.post-110961598308944630</id><published>2005-02-28T13:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T13:39:43.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When i can think better</title><summary type='text'>What does this mean? When they can think better?CUSTOMER: i talk to u later when i can think better  i will have someone help me totalk with u later  thanks</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/feeds/110961598308944630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10828737&amp;postID=110961598308944630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/110961598308944630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/110961598308944630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/2005/02/when-i-can-think-better.html' title='When i can think better'/><author><name>SupaDave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10828737.post-110919314369186910</id><published>2005-02-23T16:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T16:12:23.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Move on march 1 firts is every okay ga</title><summary type='text'>I think WTF is being dumped. I feel bad for her. I'm considering changing her name from WTF to something less angry. Maybe Misunderstood?TECH: To WTF: Welcome to Help Buddy Chat. What can I do for you?WTF: okay behelp nuvia yes gaTECH: To WTF: How can I help you nuvia?WTF: nuvia stay long saying make sure call robert need ash too me there how call him yes gaTECH: To WTF: How do you want to "call"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/feeds/110919314369186910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10828737&amp;postID=110919314369186910' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/110919314369186910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/110919314369186910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/2005/02/move-on-march-1-firts-is-every-okay-ga.html' title='Move on march 1 firts is every okay ga'/><author><name>SupaDave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10828737.post-110917409443511419</id><published>2005-02-23T10:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T10:55:24.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>They are one in the same. Until 4:30</title><summary type='text'>A little conversation bout lunch&lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face  {font-family:Wingdings;  panose-1:5 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0;  mso-font-charset:2;  mso-generic-font-family:auto;  mso-font-pitch:variable;  mso-font-signature:0 268435456 0 0 -2147483648 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/feeds/110917409443511419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10828737&amp;postID=110917409443511419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/110917409443511419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/110917409443511419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/2005/02/they-are-one-in-same-until-430.html' title='They are one in the same. Until 4:30'/><author><name>SupaDave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10828737.post-110916801324683707</id><published>2005-02-23T09:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T10:57:10.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You call him the happy hurt</title><summary type='text'>I need a translator. WTF:  okay will help WTF the my friends is robert have pager. how cant you call him the happy hurt long yes WTF be why stay long need my in   pager this is message is not was sent WTF need have there no no  robert yes ga</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/feeds/110916801324683707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10828737&amp;postID=110916801324683707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/110916801324683707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/110916801324683707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/2005/02/you-call-him-happy-hurt.html' title='You call him the happy hurt'/><author><name>SupaDave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10828737.post-110910156873986049</id><published>2005-02-22T14:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T15:17:34.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i got u so why not net</title><summary type='text'>Ugh...MAROON: helpTECH: To MAROON: Welcome to Support Chat. What can I do for you?MAROON: do not remember pass word cant sign on triedMAROON: help nowTECH: To MAROON: Sign on to what?MAROON: ogoMAROON: helpTECH: To MAROON: Yes but what. AIM, Yahoo messenger what?MAROON: aimMAROON: this was a giftTECH: To MAROON: Ok. Go to www.aim.com from your computer and follow thesteps to reset it.MAROON: at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/feeds/110910156873986049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10828737&amp;postID=110910156873986049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/110910156873986049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/110910156873986049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-got-u-so-why-not-net.html' title='i got u so why not net'/><author><name>SupaDave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10828737.post-110909531089756690</id><published>2005-02-22T12:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T13:01:50.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It wasn't random ass talk</title><summary type='text'>I've come to realize, by the repeated bludgeoning of it, that I am self absorbed. I don't want to be, I don't mean to be, but I be.It seems when Angela and I get into any sort of argument I usually twist it into what it means to me. Often I care more about winning the argument then resolving it.I've never cared about anyone's feelings before so I always just wanted to be right. I can and usually </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/feeds/110909531089756690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10828737&amp;postID=110909531089756690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/110909531089756690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/110909531089756690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/2005/02/it-wasnt-random-ass-talk.html' title='It wasn&apos;t random ass talk'/><author><name>SupaDave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10828737.post-110891792377080814</id><published>2005-02-20T11:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T15:32:32.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The kind of guy that watches Nascar and beats his girlfriend</title><summary type='text'>Went to Kobe Steakhouse the other day for dinner. It was pretty good.It's a Japanese steakhouse where they cook right in front of you. The cook does little tricks all at about $20 a plate.What was interesting about the date was the clientelle. It was pretty much a bunch of low class hillbillies in this place. People wearing seatshirts and hats. Grungy little kids running around. Perhaps it was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/feeds/110891792377080814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10828737&amp;postID=110891792377080814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/110891792377080814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/110891792377080814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/2005/02/kind-of-guy-that-watches-nascar-and.html' title='The kind of guy that watches Nascar and beats his girlfriend'/><author><name>SupaDave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10828737.post-110847775666979915</id><published>2005-02-15T09:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T15:12:10.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>okay help be long in offline yes ga</title><summary type='text'>Since I've been doing the support chat I've learned that comprehension is futile...There is one particular customer who will be known as "WTF." I think I'll share my conversations with this eloquent individual.The "ga" is TTY speak for "go ahead." My ending "sksk" means stop keying and hang up. The device is very popular among the deaf community. Many of them use TTY abbreviations in their chats.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/feeds/110847775666979915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10828737&amp;postID=110847775666979915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/110847775666979915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/110847775666979915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/2005/02/okay-help-be-long-in-offline-yes-ga.html' title='okay help be long in offline yes ga'/><author><name>SupaDave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10828737.post-110847600645999559</id><published>2005-02-15T08:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T09:00:06.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm more of a purge mover...</title><summary type='text'>Today... Angela wasn't feeling good and had to call in from work. We've been carpooling to work for the past 3 months or so. I never realized how boring the commute to work was without her there.I caught myself before I called out bumps in the road. Which I have to do when she's putting on makeup. We don't want her to poke her eye out.T-minus 17 days until we move into our new place. We have to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/feeds/110847600645999559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10828737&amp;postID=110847600645999559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/110847600645999559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/110847600645999559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-more-of-purge-mover.html' title='I&apos;m more of a purge mover...'/><author><name>SupaDave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10828737.post-110839575269566566</id><published>2005-02-14T13:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T10:42:32.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love has to come up...</title><summary type='text'>With it being Valentines Day love has to come up...I was never really a romantic. The idea of love was appealing, but I guess I never believed in it. As a teenager I used to think I could marry anyone and be fine. That was before I realized what love was.I had lunch with a friend one day and the conversation of love came up. She said something that proved to be very wise. (Who knows who she stole</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/feeds/110839575269566566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10828737&amp;postID=110839575269566566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/110839575269566566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/110839575269566566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/2005/02/love-has-to-come-up.html' title='Love has to come up...'/><author><name>SupaDave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10828737.post-110838982081494526</id><published>2005-02-14T08:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T15:18:04.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a job... Not a career</title><summary type='text'>What do I do to put food on the table?I work for a wireless company... I do "data technical support." Basically helping people with their Blackberries and modem cards, etc. After the Mark Jen Google incident I will not be going into any company details.Most of my day is supporting the a decent little messaging device via a live chat.Supporting this device is a test of patience...Any explanation </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/feeds/110838982081494526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10828737&amp;postID=110838982081494526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/110838982081494526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10828737/posts/default/110838982081494526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supadave0810.blogspot.com/2005/02/its-job-not-career.html' title='It&apos;s a job... 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