<?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-9215438510292918920</id><updated>2012-02-16T23:04:57.612-05:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-1754372907973362592</id><published>2010-08-21T03:41:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T15:36:51.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been A Long Time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt; Feels like an eternity since my last post. Even though I could easily look at it, I don't even remember what I talked about. I've been hitting the gym off and on for the past 2 weeks. I've dropped close to 25 pounds since mid June so I figure, might as well continue with the progress, right? Right. We'll see what happens by December when I take my first trip out the country *GLLLEEEEEEEE* Speaking of, I've never packed for a 12 day trip. In an act of fantasy living, I priced a &lt;a href="http://i322.photobucket.com/albums/nn414/ilvoelv/roadster-1.jpg" target="new"&gt;graphite damier&lt;/a&gt; duffle'ish bag. Not AS bad as I thought but I can't hack it. LL Bean Signature collection, which is my newest obsession, has a &lt;a href="http://www.llbean.com/llbeansignature/llb/shop/66939?subrnd=1&amp;parentCategory=505904&amp;feat=505904-sigtn&amp;cat4=505903" target="new"&gt;bag&lt;/a&gt; that probably wouldn't be sensible but is dope and something similar to what I've always wanted. I've got a few months so figure it out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-1754372907973362592?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/1754372907973362592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=1754372907973362592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/1754372907973362592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/1754372907973362592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-been-long-time.html' title='It&apos;s Been A Long Time...'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-5510062827476282802</id><published>2010-07-15T15:26:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T15:36:30.154-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt; Going to europe at the end of the year, so I'm trying really hard to stack loot but the following, through whatever superhuman power or unexplainable channel, should be in my possession(pretend the minus signs are bulletpoints please):&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- J Crew Aldridge suit&lt;br&gt;-custom varsity&lt;br&gt;-LL Bean madras shirt&lt;br&gt;-27" iMac&lt;br&gt;-future human ring (gold plated will do)&lt;br&gt;-dark green/navy brick sole bucks&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The suit and shirt will probably be purchased for an upcoming wedding. The rest will come when I wake up fron a dream in which I mysteriously know the winning Mega Million numbers. Probably.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-5510062827476282802?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/5510062827476282802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=5510062827476282802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/5510062827476282802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/5510062827476282802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/07/going-to-europe-at-end-of-year-so-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-4933743896199899166</id><published>2010-07-08T21:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T21:30:33.515-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=13170730&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=13170730&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/13170730"&gt;Curren$y - Roasted&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user471763"&gt;Creative Control&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilot Talk drops on Tuesday. Definitely gonna snag that along with Big Boi's solo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-4933743896199899166?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/4933743896199899166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=4933743896199899166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/4933743896199899166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/4933743896199899166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/07/curreny-roasted.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-5286139720990706199</id><published>2010-07-06T14:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T14:51:35.651-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://api.ning.com/files/sVre9-UgnClYTXTBHCD7ty7ByRosUjxMuXbX0iv63QUy4dJqW5mxIS9ZSMfvK2cf8hdk2U32TYq*4*87yWQnldmZQIjNbGBt/sokka.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt; I'd like to talk about the live action adaption of Avatar: The Last Airbender. I heard numerous reviews before seeing it and none of them were positive. But I'm not the type to really get rattled by reviews of entertainment. Saw it for myself. -forehead slap- As a movie, independent of the animated series, it was decent. But as an adaption, it was seriously lacking in the "good" department. Off the top, they fucking pronounced Aang as "Ung". I mean, really? Ung? C'mon M. Night, I know you don't have a thick ass accent, so how'd that get lost in translation. Sokka, who is suppose to be a character in his mid-teens, had a fucking 5 o'clock shadow. Somebody should have gotten fired for that. I heard a lot of people say they "white-washed" the film and I really didn't want to agree. Race arguements never end, they just fade into the background only to resurface later on. But, yeah, majority of the water tribe, in the movie, looked like Russians or some shit. Damn near every fight scene was in slow-motion. I mean, gotdamn son, give that shit a rest and let the fight scene look like a fight scene and not a ballet. I didn't pay 8 bucks to see Swan Lake. I really could nit-pick and say that the only thing they nailed was the way Prince Zuko said 'uncle' but I won't. I'll just say there is a lot of room for approvement. So if they decide to keep M. Night as director for the next 2, I hope people get in his ear so can do the follow ups properly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-5286139720990706199?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/5286139720990706199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=5286139720990706199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/5286139720990706199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/5286139720990706199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/07/id-like-to-talk-about-live-action.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-4245588972563364215</id><published>2010-06-24T19:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T19:11:29.038-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/trooph/4731047451/" title="IMG_4174 by Ronald Campbell, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1376/4731047451_a40429f208.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMG_4174" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt;New watch. New season. New outlook on life. I'm promoting positivity like the black jedi in Star Wars.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-4245588972563364215?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/4245588972563364215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=4245588972563364215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/4245588972563364215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/4245588972563364215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1376/4731047451_a40429f208_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-3822408884831156709</id><published>2010-06-12T08:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T09:13:37.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l3rocda0bx1qarq8io1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt;The past 7-8 days have been, I won't say busy, so let's just say I haven't been bored. Last Saturday was my 10 year highschool reunion. That was fun for the short time I was there.(I also smashed a pint while there smh) I dippped early to hit a bachelor party. I vow to never go to a titty bar in D.C. ever again. Although I did converse with a waitress who reminded me of Olivia Munn, so it wasn't a total bust. Sunday, went to a jazz tribute my mother had in memory of my grandmother. Some of the musicians didn't show so that was kind of a bummer. And dad decided to get drunk and annoying, which I did not find funny at all, nor did my mother. Tuesday, I had my braces put on. By Thursday, I was already expressing my full on hate for them. But I have lost a few pounds from eating less so I guess it's a small blessing in disguise. Saw Get Him To The Greek on Thursday. Good movie. Judd Apatow and his crew keep knocking out bangers. Yesterday, hit an O's game. They lost, but what else is new. Tossed back some beers and got a free bucket hat. The hat by the way goes great with my beard, which is maybe almost 2 months old I believe. Tonight, gonna go celebrate a homie's bornday. In the meantime, I'm going to go get ready for work. Shit won't even be overtime pay so, blaaaahhhh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-3822408884831156709?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/3822408884831156709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=3822408884831156709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/3822408884831156709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/3822408884831156709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/06/past-7-8-days-have-been-i-wont-say-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-513024416097594659</id><published>2010-05-29T03:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T03:40:09.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'>GEEZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Puz-GDBituQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Puz-GDBituQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-513024416097594659?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/513024416097594659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=513024416097594659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/513024416097594659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/513024416097594659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/05/geez.html' title='GEEZ'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-3281430555485321244</id><published>2010-05-27T21:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T21:05:10.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4013/4645795369_b4dbbc8ee1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt;I purchased these with the intent to use them for jogging, and possibly training. But, look at them. They are nutzo. I can't bring myself to dog them out. Maybe I can score a not-so-dope pair. I'm such a girl. But a lesbian though. I like vagina.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-3281430555485321244?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/3281430555485321244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=3281430555485321244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/3281430555485321244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/3281430555485321244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-purchased-these-with-intent-to-use.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4013/4645795369_b4dbbc8ee1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-6547447818961733841</id><published>2010-05-23T07:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T07:42:50.389-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=11759701&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=11759701&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/11759701"&gt;Curren$y - King Kong&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user471763"&gt;Creative Control&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-6547447818961733841?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/6547447818961733841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=6547447818961733841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/6547447818961733841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/6547447818961733841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/05/curreny-king-kong-from-creative-control.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-2584581319475564274</id><published>2010-05-21T12:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T12:30:09.267-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the real point of my life simply to undergo as little pain and as much pleasure as possible? My behavior sure seems to indicate that this is what I believe, at least a lot of the time. But isn't this kind of a selfish way to live? Forget selfish -- isn't it awful lonely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I decide to decide there's a different, less selfish, less lonely point to my life, won't the reason for this decision be my desire to be less lonely, meaning to suffer less overall pain? Can the decision to be less selfish ever be anything other than a selfish decision?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible really to love other people? If I'm lonely and in pain, everyone outside me is potential relief -- I need them. But can you really love what you need so badly? Isn't a big part of love caring more about what the other person needs? How am I supposed to subordinate my own overwhelming need to somebody else's needs that I can't even feel directly? And yet if I can't do this, I'm damned to loneliness, which I definitely don't want...so I'm back at trying to overcome my selfishness for self-interested reasons. Is there anyway out of this bind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- David Foster Wallace, taken from Consider the Lobster&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-2584581319475564274?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/2584581319475564274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=2584581319475564274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/2584581319475564274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/2584581319475564274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/05/is-real-point-of-my-life-simply-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-7079367501825598021</id><published>2010-05-08T08:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T08:54:23.331-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He's a cool exec with a heart of steel...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9fY5eYb3L8E&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9fY5eYb3L8E&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp; I just finished watching Kick Ass.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Good shit.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-7079367501825598021?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/7079367501825598021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=7079367501825598021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/7079367501825598021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/7079367501825598021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/05/hes-cool-exec-with-heart-of-steel.html' title='He&apos;s a cool exec with a heart of steel...'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-7330871838277792250</id><published>2010-05-02T21:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T00:46:36.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lupe Fiasco - Beamin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_y4WV5n_THU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_y4WV5n_THU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-7330871838277792250?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/7330871838277792250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=7330871838277792250' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/7330871838277792250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/7330871838277792250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/05/lupe-fiasco-beamin.html' title='Lupe Fiasco - Beamin&apos;'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-2753656293754150819</id><published>2010-05-02T20:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T20:37:49.742-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Horoscope</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is in the air with today's celestial energy. If you are going out on a date, then it will probably be quite a romantic occasion. But don't expect them to totally knock you off your feet. They may be waiting for some kind of signal from you that you do care about them. The ball is very much in your court; play it how you will.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh word.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-2753656293754150819?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/2753656293754150819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=2753656293754150819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/2753656293754150819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/2753656293754150819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/05/todays-horoscope.html' title='Today&apos;s Horoscope'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-9043300882851536285</id><published>2010-04-30T16:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T16:56:03.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What? You don't fuck wit the future?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was asked that question in jest. But being as though my present is bumming me out, I'm about to start. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandmother passed yesterday afternoon. It was inevitable but still left a feeling in the pit of my stomach that I've never experienced. I'm currently up in my apartment. My mom is downstairs in my grandmother's apartment, talking to the two caretakers who watched my grandmother while she was at work. Nice ladies. There will soon be piles of food here. Already, 7 big trays of food are in various ovens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The leasing manager for the apartment downtown I am/was trying to move into is either a moron or thinks I'm one. I knew that my grandmother would pass before the summer so I told the guy on at least 2 seperate occasions that I was looking to move into the place in June. Of course, he sends me information regarding a deposit and first month's rent, saying my move in date is on the 4th of May. I've called him twice and he hasn't returned my calls. I'm seriously just about to tell this guy to fuck off. I mean, if I owned a business, I'd be a lot more prompt in responding to someone who's going to be fattening my pockets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, yesterday, my pop decided to share a story with me about the porn movie he got from my uncle and how he was going to "spank the monkey" later on that night. I couldn't help but laugh at him. Thanks pops.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-9043300882851536285?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/9043300882851536285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=9043300882851536285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/9043300882851536285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/9043300882851536285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-you-dont-fuck-wit-future.html' title='What? You don&apos;t fuck wit the future?'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-8407978459183633218</id><published>2010-04-28T11:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T11:39:48.724-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn near froze my ass off last night at the O's game. We won, so it wasn't for nothing. Drunk white guys between the age of 22 and 35 are always needed at sporting events. It should be some type of rule written in the law books to enforce it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-8407978459183633218?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/8407978459183633218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=8407978459183633218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/8407978459183633218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/8407978459183633218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/04/damn-near-froze-my-ass-off-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-7300767135907569541</id><published>2010-04-24T00:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T00:33:12.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat and held my grandmother's hand for a while this evening. Or at least it seemed like it. I watched her struggle to breathe. I didn't know what else to do. Certainly don't know what to say. Not that she'd comprehend. I don't know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-7300767135907569541?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/7300767135907569541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=7300767135907569541' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/7300767135907569541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/7300767135907569541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-sat-and-held-my-grandmothers-hand-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-1278189205879634269</id><published>2010-04-09T13:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T13:58:30.781-04:00</updated><title type='text'>D.I.Y.M.F.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I had to meet the leasing manager at my future place of residence to take some measurements of the rooms and stuff. When I was there, I asked about painting. His response was hesistant but he said yeah. I get home and start mentally going over the layout. And I get hit with the most awesome of recollections. EXPOSED BRICK. They painted it white. Now I just have to find the proper way to strip paint off brick without damaging it and without suffocating from fumes. It's a basement apartment. I'm probably way too giddy about this but fuck it. I'm sure it's probably a cement floor under the carpet so I didn't even inquire about tearing up that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-1278189205879634269?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/1278189205879634269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=1278189205879634269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/1278189205879634269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/1278189205879634269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/04/diymf.html' title='D.I.Y.M.F.'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-439119008080261655</id><published>2010-04-05T13:22:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T13:34:42.599-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is going to be super random</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- I have on a new belt, so it's obviously not broke(n) in so whenever I lean over of bend down, it squeaks. I laugh every time I hear it. I'm so easily amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I'm so glad it's getting warm outside. Waking up to 30 degree, or God forbid lower, weather in the morning is not fun. It blows. So, waking up and simply being able to throw on a hoodie is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I've noticed that I have become really cynical. I'm not quite sure when I got this way. It scares me a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I'm farting like crazy. I know my cubicle looks hazy from a distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I promised myself I would hold back on useless spending since (1)I'm tired of being broke and (2)I'm moving into a new place. Nike is dropping 2 pairs of Air Max 95s that I lusted after in highschool but could not afford and had no one to buy them for me. My plans &lt;i&gt;might&lt;/i&gt; be foiled. Or I'll just use layaway. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- All these Is. How self centered of me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-439119008080261655?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/439119008080261655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=439119008080261655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/439119008080261655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/439119008080261655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-is-going-to-be-super-random.html' title='This is going to be super random'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-7107540133584125733</id><published>2010-03-30T21:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:30:00.235-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt; So, my one grandmother came home about a week ago. Then my other grandmother ends up in the hospital to have surgery on her colon. I admit I sometimes forget about her and how my dad has to always look after her. I wonder whats going to happen when my parents are unable to look after themselves. I wonder if I'll be married and/or have any kids by then. I jokingly said to my mother a few years ago that I was going to throw her ass in a home, so now she constantly teases me about that. I'd never do that by the way. I got approved for an apartment downtown. I'm contemplating on if I'm gonna be traditional and buy a sofa or just fill that shit up with bean bags and 70s adult film posters. Decisions, decisions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-7107540133584125733?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/7107540133584125733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=7107540133584125733' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/7107540133584125733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/7107540133584125733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-my-one-grandmother-came-home-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-883594823620638795</id><published>2010-03-20T07:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T07:44:57.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt; My grandmother is out the hospital, but not out the water by any means. The hospital wanted to do a biopsy but her specialist was against so it didn't happen. Not sure what other treatment there is. I don't know how to feel. Death doesn't sadden me, suffering does. So, if you have an elderly person with many health issues, is easing one problem really any solution? Seems like a form of socially accepted torture or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My intent was to come home from the bar, grab some change and run back up the street and play the lottery. That didn't happen so no mega million this time. I've got 3 viewings for apartments today. I hope something appeals to me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-883594823620638795?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/883594823620638795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=883594823620638795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/883594823620638795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/883594823620638795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-grandmother-is-out-hospital-but-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-8271459017170561038</id><published>2010-03-15T14:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T14:21:27.019-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt; Today is my grandmother's birthday. 83rd I believe. Last night, my mother found out that my grandmother has a tumor on her brain, which explains the random bouts of numbness she has. A few months ago, her respiratory doctor told us to just make sure that my grandmother was comfortable, which is just a kind way of saying she didn't have much longer. Seeing my mom break down is the worst part for me. I'm okay with death. It's expected. I'm not okay with seeing people grieve. I'm sure the next few months will be rough. I guess we'll just have to deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm out of Jameson.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-8271459017170561038?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/8271459017170561038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=8271459017170561038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/8271459017170561038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/8271459017170561038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-is-my-grandmothers-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-2465524168393715848</id><published>2010-03-11T22:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T22:16:53.311-05:00</updated><title type='text'>VROOOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TFDa_nBvd7E&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TFDa_nBvd7E&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt;Although I would love to own a Triumph Bonneville, my overall interest in motorcycles is mild at best. With that being said, this shit is nuts. Completely blacked out. Suicide clutch. Nuts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-2465524168393715848?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/2465524168393715848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=2465524168393715848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/2465524168393715848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/2465524168393715848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/03/vrooom.html' title='VROOOM'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-5297813130010435586</id><published>2010-03-05T17:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T18:08:34.197-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Up, Get Out, Get Somethin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt; I was having a chat the other day with a friend. We both kind of felt like we weren't getting older. I don't even know what old feels like. But just feeling different is the conclusion we came to. I can certainly say I feel that way even though I still get the urge to do things I wanted to do years ago, which mainly consist of getting drunk, hanging with my friends and finding a soft, nice smelling female to lay up with. Actually, that's all I really want to do to be truthful. I mean, of course if I could cause some giant change in the world, I'd be all for it but I'm so insignificant, thinking of such grand situations makes me laugh at myself to myself. So, I assume me finding some sort of direction in life, i.e going into a trade, moving into a real place and not just the 3rd floor of a triplex with free rent and whatever other changes I decide to make, count as me "getting older". I'm praying, not literally although I should, that I get accepted into this apprenticeship. Aside from the fact that it will give me some feeling of accomplishment, my bank account will be happy. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Oh thank you Ronald for feeding me thank you thank you.&lt;/span&gt; Yeah, I'm pretty much on a paper chase now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-5297813130010435586?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/5297813130010435586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=5297813130010435586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/5297813130010435586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/5297813130010435586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/03/get-up-get-out-get-somethin.html' title='Get Up, Get Out, Get Somethin&apos;'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-8771231312408510349</id><published>2010-03-05T17:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T17:45:46.935-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=9920326&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=9920326&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/9920326"&gt;Curren$y ft. Nesby Phips: Prioritize (Beeper Bill)&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user471763"&gt;Creative Control&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curren$y is my favorite "new" rapper, although he's been around for a minute.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-8771231312408510349?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/8771231312408510349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=8771231312408510349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/8771231312408510349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/8771231312408510349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/03/curreny-ft.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-5501161102255490089</id><published>2010-02-23T23:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T18:10:39.995-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://intoxicologist.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/kristen-bell-heroes-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ENGAGED?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am kinda sad.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-5501161102255490089?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/5501161102255490089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=5501161102255490089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/5501161102255490089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/5501161102255490089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/02/engaged-i-am-kinda-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-8935533922406350102</id><published>2010-02-23T10:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T11:16:32.527-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WAKE UP MISTER WEST</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt; I hate being this bored at work. It really shouldn't occur. I mean, IT'S WORK. You know. I could see if it was only a small amount of down time but majority of the day is down time. It's the most unfulfilling thing to have to go through. I almost want to quit just so I'll have the challenge of trying to find a new job. But I'm not quite that stupid. I daydream. A lot. Excessively. Mainly about downtown loft living, sharing swigs of whiskey or scotch straight from the bottle with a chick that likes to play with my chest hair, having a closet full of flannel shirts with sneakers to match each one and two ugly bulldogs name Chuck and Chrissy. Then I hear a buzz or a beep or a click or a riiiiiiiiiiiiing and I'm back. Reality.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-8935533922406350102?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/8935533922406350102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=8935533922406350102' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/8935533922406350102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/8935533922406350102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/02/wake-up-mister-west.html' title='WAKE UP MISTER WEST'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-6757689591769203719</id><published>2010-02-15T00:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T00:43:14.435-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt; What a day. What a day. I'm lying. I haven't accomplished shit. I did pick up the copper foams. I have never been more stressed about some fucking shoes in my life. I guess I should have more important things to worry about but I don't so I assume that means I'm blessed. Or my priorities are fucked. Pardon me while I bathe in my ignorance. Saturday morning, I took the entrance exam for the plumbing and steamfitting school I'm hoping to get into this coming fall. I was at the bus station today and this old head was trying to sell aftershave and soap or something and he asked this other old head if he was interested. The response had to be the best shit ever:"If you ain't got no books or no tools, you can get out my face cuz I'm all about learning. Can't learn with no damn cologne". I completely understood where he was coming from, even though I love smelling nice. Speaking of smelling nice, Shakira's thighs. Yeah. No work tomorrow so I'm up for no reason. I'm not missing shit. No one to talk to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-6757689591769203719?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/6757689591769203719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=6757689591769203719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/6757689591769203719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/6757689591769203719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/02/randomness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-7535015804506570610</id><published>2010-02-11T12:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T12:31:10.578-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt; So, after 2 severe, okay not severe but pretty serious, snowstorms, and like 2 feet of snow, it's safe to say I'm completely sick and tired of winter. I mean, like any other immature guy, I love chucking snowballs and perfectly damp snow makes for the best snowballs but I haven't been to a bar in like 3 weeks and I really miss my beer. I also haven't been to work since Thursday, which bothers me even though I really do not like my job at all. I guess this is cabin fever. I'm not sure of the exact dictionary. I'm hoping the cure is downloading porn because I have about 20 GBs worth of cures.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-7535015804506570610?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/7535015804506570610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=7535015804506570610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/7535015804506570610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/7535015804506570610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-after-2-severe-okay-not-severe-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-3414469040075389914</id><published>2010-01-18T21:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T21:43:40.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt; Years ago, probably when I was in my early teens, I bit into a drumstick from Popeyes and it was bloody. Needless to say, I no longer fucked with Popeyes after that shit. That was up until recently. I can't get enough of their spicy chicken strips. And the biscuits?! Oh the biscuits. I can't even find the words.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-3414469040075389914?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/3414469040075389914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=3414469040075389914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/3414469040075389914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/3414469040075389914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/01/years-ago-probably-when-i-was-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-96487148392933437</id><published>2010-01-09T20:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T20:31:38.317-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt; So I have a little over 2 weeks to figure out what I'm going to do with my life. That sounds a bit more serious than I want it to. Or perhaps, I'm not taking the decision as serious as I should. Since around Thanksgiving, I have been giving semi-serious thought to going to some sort of trade school. Aside from the money factor, and the future possibility of being my own boss, the idea of doing what I do now, or anything remotely similar to it, for the next 30 years of my life does bring a smile to my face. It depresses me actually. I'm going into my 6th year of behind the desk government work and I feel like I haven't accomplished much of anything. Actually, I'm quite sure I haven't accomplished anything other than become the owner of a decent shoe collection. The trade school idea came about when I was chatting it up with the driver who does pick ups at my job. Plumbing and steamfitting to be precise. He put me on to a school outside of DC. Like I said, that was around Thanksgiving. So, a day or so ago, I looked up schools closer to where I live and found one on the other side of town. The application fee is pennies and the aptitude test is so simple it's scary. In all my 27 years, I've never given any thought to doing this type of service. I wanted to be a chef. Architect. Graphic artist. DJ. Nomad. But after finding out the kind of income I would be able to bring in, after doing the most simple repair to my mom's furnace and actually having some work I've done benefit someone directly, and that feeling of accomplishment, which I haven't felt in I don't know how long, the choice is becoming much easier. My yearly review is coming up at the beginning of next month, along with a pay raise that I'm sure will be baby dick small, and probably down right laughable. The thought of it is enough incentive for me to take a day off work and go apply for a spot in the course.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-96487148392933437?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/96487148392933437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=96487148392933437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/96487148392933437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/96487148392933437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-i-have-little-over-2-weeks-to-figure.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-1944693924325787743</id><published>2010-01-04T03:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T04:12:18.872-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt;So, the furnace went out early this morning. It was like 20 degrees outside. Needless to say, its been ice cold in the house. I had to fix the shit myself, get my Tim Allen on. But it's still fucking cold in here so I can't sleep so here I sit, typing some randomness in order to... I don't know. I guess I'm going to work today. Definitely don't feel like it. &amp; I really want some food. Tomato turkey omelet. &amp; some home fries covered in ketchup. MMM. Greasy breakfast. I CAN NOT FEEL MY FUCKING TOES.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-1944693924325787743?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/1944693924325787743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=1944693924325787743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/1944693924325787743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/1944693924325787743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-furnace-went-out-early-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-2412298197683126910</id><published>2010-01-01T01:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T01:27:58.229-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4057/4233121582_63ffbfe249_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt; Another year has passed. I'm not really the kind of person to look back at a passing year and analyze it. There was no defining theme to it. No huge, drastic, outrageously outstanding event. One that could lead to something that would make my life much better but I believe in not jinxing it so, I'll let that be. I got drunk on Wednesday so any incentive to go out for New Years and get plastered got pissed out this morning into the toilet at work. I have spent the last few new years home alone, and well, basically felt alone throughout that year. So I can only assume that's how this year will go. That is unless I hit the lotto, then I'm moving and go to start my tribe. Seriously.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-2412298197683126910?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/2412298197683126910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=2412298197683126910' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/2412298197683126910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/2412298197683126910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2010/01/another-year-has-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-4465319255266776752</id><published>2009-12-27T03:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T03:28:58.645-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/2qk6kjs.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt; Mild winter day. Non-stop drizzle. Cock tease rain as it's been dubbed. Trekked through the city. Shopped. Ate. Shopped. Drank. Lamb stew is so good. The holidays were good. Hangovers back to back. Discovered Catalina Taylor and her pretty tits. I need some egg nog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-4465319255266776752?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/4465319255266776752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=4465319255266776752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/4465319255266776752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/4465319255266776752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/12/mild-winter-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i47.tinypic.com/2qk6kjs_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-5771636004901623480</id><published>2009-12-23T11:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T11:19:10.137-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.earthcomputer.sg/catalog/images/western-digital-wd-tv-hd-media-player.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt; I picked up one of these yesterday while doing some last minute Christmas shopping. It's probably, no no, it is the best invention since the internet itself. Granted, the movies that I "get" online, come at no cost but having to watching them at my pc was taking the fun out of the movie experience. This little bugger solves that problem and some. Porn in HD. Awesome. I'm amped to go steal, I mean, obtain more films. Now, I just have to go get that stand. All those fucking wires are driving me crazy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-5771636004901623480?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/5771636004901623480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=5771636004901623480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/5771636004901623480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/5771636004901623480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-picked-up-one-of-these-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-6396279864873931752</id><published>2009-12-13T13:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T13:06:36.127-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="374"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://videos.onsmash.com/e/QFlN29MPguH3FBwL"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://videos.onsmash.com/e/QFlN29MPguH3FBwL" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullScreen="true" allowNetworking="all" allowScriptAccess="always" width="448" height="374"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIFTHTEEN YEAR OLD WHITE GIRLS! MORE WINE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; RA definitely came with it. I used to find is write ups in Mass Appeal(RIP) hilarious.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-6396279864873931752?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/6396279864873931752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=6396279864873931752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/6396279864873931752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/6396279864873931752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/12/fifthteen-year-old-white-girls-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-4935708068740054372</id><published>2009-12-11T15:12:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T15:34:47.259-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://rubenerd.com/uploads/garfield.sleep.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt; Normally, when I dream, and people that I've known or know are in the dream, I can never really see their faces clearly. What I think I see is how I remember their faces, and not what they actually look like, when I'm dreaming. I hope that makes sense. I just woke up from a Benadryl nap and had a dream where I came in contact with a past romantic acquaintance. And for the first time that I can remember, I was actually able to see her face crystal clear. Her and her mother, which is extremely weird because even as I sit here right now clicking away, I can't get a good grasp of how she, her mother, looked. I wonder if that has any significant meaning in the field of dream study. Is there a field of dream study? Also, in the dream, I was wearing a hoodie and I could see her feet standing in front of me, (I recognized her from a distance and sat on the curb[all this took place in front of a supermarket]) and I went to lift my head up and it was a total struggle, like there were 2 sacks full of bricks tied on opposite ends of a rope and the rope was thrown around my neck. And I was half awake and I tried to lift my head off the desk, it too was a struggle, just like in my dream. It seemed like the dream's ending coincided with me gaining full control over my body. I don't even know what to start binging to get answers for this shit. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-4935708068740054372?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/4935708068740054372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=4935708068740054372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/4935708068740054372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/4935708068740054372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/12/normally-when-i-dream-and-people-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-7115037647764755030</id><published>2009-11-23T01:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T02:01:20.065-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bittersweet getaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt; I was sleep. Had a weird dream that woke my ass up. So here I sit. Got back in town a little after midnight. Had fun in NY. Met some nice people. Spent way too much money. My accountant was not on her job. Ate some good food. I never figured something as simple as lobster meat on fresh bread would be so fucking memorable. Too much to take in in only 3 days. Of course, decided not to bring a camera so all I have are the memories. And well, that's good enough for me to be completely honest. One big surprise was that the bathroom in Borders near MSG smelled way worse than any of the trains I was on. That fucking shocked me. But yeah, loads of good times. Sorry it had to end.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-7115037647764755030?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/7115037647764755030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=7115037647764755030' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/7115037647764755030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/7115037647764755030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/11/bittersweet-getaway.html' title='Bittersweet getaway'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-4747493697583794672</id><published>2009-11-19T14:57:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T15:18:31.658-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="width:400px;text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's too bad Cavaliers coach Mike Brown doesn't have the necessary authority to tell James to spend his free time fantasizing about developing a consistent low-post game rather than feeding the media quotes about silly NFL dreams and Jordan's jersey number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's an incomplete, title-less basketball player who wants to possibly experiment with football. He's immature and shallow.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://msn.foxsports.com/nfl/story/10397688/NFL-Truths:-LeBron-needs-to-focus-on-NBA"&gt;full article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well Mr. Whitlock, tell America how you really feel. I do agree with the man. Lebron has been sounding like a complete ass the past few weeks. The football situation kills me. I'm sure he meant it in jest (at least I hope he did), probably just talking out his ass. But to say anything relative to "I could play in the NFL" when you bitch about a weak foul every 2 minutes of every game.... HA! Somebody would clean his clock first time coming across the middle. Being 6'8 &amp; 260 in the NBA, yea you're a monster. Being 6'8 &amp; 260 in the NFL, you're just a bigger fucking target. I have no home team, so I cheer for multiple players throughout the season (Melo MVP Melo MVP) but LBJ is slowly making his way off my "I like watching his games" list and onto my indifference directory, along with Tim "The Zombie" Duncan and Dirk's goofy looking ass. And a major cosign on him getting a low post game. I mean, if you wanna be the best ever, take note of what the &lt;a href="http://dimemag.com/2009/09/hakeem-olajuwon-works-out-kobe-bryant-hasheem-thabeet/" target="new"&gt;current best was up to&lt;/a&gt; during the off season. Also, MJ was/is an asshole. Fuck his number. Not his shoes though, they are still cool with me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-4747493697583794672?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/4747493697583794672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=4747493697583794672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/4747493697583794672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/4747493697583794672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-too-bad-cavaliers-coach-mike-brown.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-155435865435483446</id><published>2009-11-18T17:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T17:46:14.534-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2570/4116088812_aa6e350332.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt; The first time I was introduced to the idea of eating grits outside of breakfast, it was a total accident. I believe it was with some beer brined chicken. Now, I will eat it with any fucking thing. Shrimp. Chicken. Crabmeat. Probably a damn hotdog if I ate them. Something about the texture combined with whatever juice/essence/pan-sauciness. Instant fucking hit. Having a nice size kitchen is one of the 2 main reasons I'd get a house while being a single guy. The other: a backyard BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-155435865435483446?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/155435865435483446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=155435865435483446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/155435865435483446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/155435865435483446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-time-i-was-introduced-to-idea-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2570/4116088812_aa6e350332_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-4875518796088066396</id><published>2009-11-15T20:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T21:14:48.468-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yah feel meh</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://marcsteinerblog.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/simon-and-cast.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't start really watching The Wire until the 5th season. Is that strange, considering I was born and raised in Baltimore? I don't know. Anyway,..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="width:400px;text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"We did not design the show purely as an entertainment, but as a political treatise and social critique," he wrote in an e-mail to The Baltimore Sun. "To the extent that academia has found the work and is intent on extending the discussion, we are, of course, pleased."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt;Taken from an article about certain universities having sociology(I guess) courses that use the show as visual textbook of sorts. Is this proof that The Wire was one of the best dramas to ever be created? Maybe. My homeboy told me one time that he was appalled that the show didn't win more awards. According to imdb, only 9 total. It does seem like they should have won more. I've never watched the Sopranos but they raked in 82. Was it really that good? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.baltimoresun.com/entertainment/tv/bal-ae.wire15nov15,0,3079244.story"&gt;Read the whole article here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, if you're a fan, you'd rock &lt;a href="http://www.virtuosoinkorporated.com/snoopmike.html"&gt;this shirt.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-4875518796088066396?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/4875518796088066396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=4875518796088066396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/4875518796088066396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/4875518796088066396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/11/yah-feel-me.html' title='Yah feel meh'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-6410696455151833979</id><published>2009-11-13T22:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T22:39:19.988-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Did It</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/2hz5v1x.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DO WANT.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-6410696455151833979?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/6410696455151833979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=6410696455151833979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/6410696455151833979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/6410696455151833979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-did-it.html' title='Just Did It'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i36.tinypic.com/2hz5v1x_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-5747277921067423156</id><published>2009-11-13T20:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:29:58.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="374"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://videos.onsmash.com/e/gyeG7iK2JG5HkGhk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://videos.onsmash.com/e/gyeG7iK2JG5HkGhk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullScreen="true" allowNetworking="all" allowScriptAccess="always" width="448" height="374"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I would regret not going to that show. I knew it. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-5747277921067423156?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/5747277921067423156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=5747277921067423156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/5747277921067423156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/5747277921067423156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-knew-i-would-regret-not-going-to-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-2855654743392953814</id><published>2009-11-13T12:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T13:17:06.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogcdn.com/www.streetlevel.com/media/2009/11/sasha-1257908601-no-nip-456.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt; Dear Sasha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how you do it. And by it, I mean somehow look almost sinfully angelic even though you're fully immersed in a filthy business. A lovely filthy business. I've never seen choking more tastefully done than in that one scene where you were getting rammed while kneeling on that dining room chair. Remember that? Yea, I bet you do. I almost bought an iTouch because of you (and well, Jasmine but she gets her own letter). I mean, who can fully enjoy that 15-25 minutes of optic bliss on a tiny classic screen. Its damn near criminal on the eyes. Do they make porn on blu ray? I bet that's amazing. Or unbelievably too clear. I'm drifting. So I'm just going to tie it off here. I'd love to split a bottle of Drambuie with you sometime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-2855654743392953814?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/2855654743392953814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=2855654743392953814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/2855654743392953814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/2855654743392953814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/11/dear-sasha-i-dont-know-how-you-do-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-3461583653694056554</id><published>2009-11-12T21:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T21:02:53.614-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Gotta Be The Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aTOwFUTZj0A&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aTOwFUTZj0A&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did recently sign with Jordan Brand... NAAAH, that don't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;UGLY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-3461583653694056554?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/3461583653694056554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=3461583653694056554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/3461583653694056554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/3461583653694056554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-gotta-be-shoes.html' title='It&apos;s Gotta Be The Shoes'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-4434776575253363842</id><published>2009-11-12T12:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T12:35:30.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.likecool.com/Gear/Pic/Posters%20by%20Arjan%20Benning/Posters-by-Arjan-Benning.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's self explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-4434776575253363842?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/4434776575253363842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=4434776575253363842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/4434776575253363842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/4434776575253363842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-self-explanatory.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-650638138392254855</id><published>2009-11-11T18:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T18:41:08.201-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2790/4096091499_c7112c93f1_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/hv86eu.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt; I love purple and I love sweaters. The end.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-650638138392254855?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/650638138392254855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=650638138392254855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/650638138392254855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/650638138392254855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-purple-and-i-love-sweaters.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i36.tinypic.com/hv86eu_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-8588250398759353741</id><published>2009-11-10T12:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T10:10:10.327-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt; I guess anything in excess really is bad for you. I try to eat good. Not a lot of sugary stuff. Cut back heavy on the red meat. Lots of veggies and shit and what does that get me? A fucked up digestive system. Most dairy is out of the question. So my youthful nights of back to back to back to etc.. bowls of Frosted Flakes for dinner? Over. And if this was in real time, there would have been a crazy amount of dead air because I just took my 3rd shit of the day. What else, orange juice, pssh that love affair is over. But, I possibly could have been over doing it. Who knows. But none of these innard problems were happening when I was on a 7 month 211 binge. I'm talking, creeping out my pores type of consumption. I guess the after effects of quitting that poison cold turkey would lead to various malfunctions in the system. Real talk, my ass is hurting from that 1 ply sandpaper in the government's restrooms. I've been told I should seek the help of a qualified specialist. Enh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-8588250398759353741?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/8588250398759353741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=8588250398759353741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/8588250398759353741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/8588250398759353741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-guess-anything-in-excess-really-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-299657420187900937</id><published>2009-11-09T13:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T14:00:19.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Living the Good Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2748/4090490112_f6c870cffe.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt; The picture is crap. But the food: AWESOME. Took my parents out and celebrated my dad's birthday. I guess it was a year or two after my aunt passed that I really started to appreciate having meals with my family. Especially my parents. I don't know if, as a child, you can ever really repay your folks for giving you life so, the least I could do is treat them to some good food and booze. Not ending up in jail helps too. I don't drink as often as I did earlier in the year. Might go for beers on friday or the weekend but that's really it. So I decided I'd treat myself to a glass of Remy XO. &lt;b&gt;WEAK.&lt;/b&gt; What a waste of money. I could have bought a fif' of Easus Jesus and some Coke and got shitfaced beyond belief. And had money left over for a chicken box. But, hey you only live once. Or you only remember one life. I dunno.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-299657420187900937?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/299657420187900937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=299657420187900937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/299657420187900937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/299657420187900937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/11/living-good-life.html' title='Living the Good Life'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2748/4090490112_f6c870cffe_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-5187878135514372502</id><published>2009-11-05T13:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T13:37:36.209-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://d15l6r3vpsfl7c.cloudfront.net/production/uploaded/style/11096/fuckem_blk_1257254684.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this wasn't $188&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or I wasn't dead serious about that tv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd order this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a rug by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-5187878135514372502?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/5187878135514372502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=5187878135514372502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/5187878135514372502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/5187878135514372502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-this-wasnt-188-or-i-wasnt-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-3045687896899882768</id><published>2009-11-04T11:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T12:51:28.028-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Its all clear to me now..</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt; So, I recently made the move to cash out my tiny 401k from my old job and use the money to knock out my credit cards. I did that, well kind of. 4 of the 5 are paid off, one is half done. I'll pay it off completely with my next pay check. Well, that was the plan, until I saw this Vizio commerical last night and they advertised &lt;a href="http://www.vizio.com/flat-panel-hdtvs/vf551xvt.html" target="new"&gt;this big bitch&lt;/a&gt;. I think, I mean I'm not sure, but I believe my dick got hard half way through the commerical. I've never been a huge electronics guy. I can appreciate a beautiful picture, and the bigger, the better. I just never craved one myself. Well, people change. I must have this beast. &lt;b&gt;MUST.&lt;/b&gt; I had planned to cop this vintage Russian 35mm and some other small items... nope nope nope not any more no sir ree bob. It's all about senorita LED now. I'm going to pray it goes on sale Black Friday, although I doubt it since its new technology. But either way, I'm having that fucker before Christmas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-3045687896899882768?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/3045687896899882768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=3045687896899882768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/3045687896899882768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/3045687896899882768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-all-clear-to-me-now.html' title='Its all clear to me now..'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-8070015955050456766</id><published>2009-10-31T00:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T17:22:53.734-04:00</updated><title type='text'>P!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=7288332&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=7288332&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/7288332"&gt;Sean Price Is Right...&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user961099"&gt;dallas penn&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-8070015955050456766?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/8070015955050456766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=8070015955050456766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/8070015955050456766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/8070015955050456766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/10/p.html' title='P!!!'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-4489894804107518156</id><published>2009-10-25T20:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T21:23:00.798-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/2m6oopc.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt;With colder weather comes 2 things I can never get enough of: ill coats and Dunkin Donuts hot chocolate. With lots of sugar by the way. How the fuck did Pitt and Cinncy win today? Its a gotdamn conspiracy against my town. Went to price some televisions and saw those new LEDs.... psssssh. I &lt;del&gt;guess&lt;/del&gt; know if I had the money, I'd drop the 2300 without question. Crystal clear isn't a good enough description but thats all I have at the moment. Shoutout to ass tattoos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-4489894804107518156?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/4489894804107518156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=4489894804107518156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/4489894804107518156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/4489894804107518156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/10/with-colder-weather-comes-2-things-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.tinypic.com/2m6oopc_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-1806576935100147659</id><published>2009-10-18T23:16:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T23:29:35.984-04:00</updated><title type='text'>he'da.. he'da.. he'da chef, cookin up some marvelous shit..</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img33.imageshack.us/img33/1046/raekwonstress.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;..knock niggas out the box alla time, niggas know my muthafuckin repertoire..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt; This is just one man's opinion but I think Rae is one of the most fashionable dudes ever. The only nigga I've seen that rocked Gucci head to toe and did not look like a complete "new money" coon. Plus, you know, he can rap. I came across that picture when I stumbled upon a wutang forum site which I found in my hunt for a wuwear leather varisty lol. Yes, I said &lt;b&gt;WU WEAR LEATHER&lt;/b&gt;. I'm going to find one. Bah'lee dat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-1806576935100147659?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/1806576935100147659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=1806576935100147659' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/1806576935100147659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/1806576935100147659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/10/heda-heda-heda-chef-cookin-up-some.html' title='he&apos;da.. he&apos;da.. he&apos;da chef, cookin up some marvelous shit..'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-1507545052209336924</id><published>2009-10-16T12:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T12:46:50.644-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://theurbanian.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/500x_Lily_Allen_Nip_Slip_and_Panty_Upskirt-13961.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grown. I realize all women have tits and junk but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kid in me always appreciates accidental flashing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-1507545052209336924?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/1507545052209336924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=1507545052209336924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/1507545052209336924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/1507545052209336924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-grown.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-8394059560537002300</id><published>2009-10-13T11:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T12:15:17.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt; It feels like a Monday. Four day work weeks/3 day weekends always throw me off balance when I go back to work. The workload is always doubled and even with the extra day off, I feel like I didn't get enough rest. I mean, who would have known the Dolphins and the Jets would have made an interesting Monday night game. Sanchez isn't THAT impressive(to me) and Miami was 1-3. I tire of the wild cat offense. So as of this moment, a Marie Callender's Chicken Pot Pie is the only thing keeping me from just crawling under my desk, yelping like a puppy with his head trapped in a tree and going to sleep. I feel that uneasy for some unexplainable reason. I did have a 5 Guys burgers on saturday, so maybe that's it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-8394059560537002300?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/8394059560537002300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=8394059560537002300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/8394059560537002300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/8394059560537002300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-feels-like-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-6162565207854082556</id><published>2009-10-09T14:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T14:06:55.987-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/sp/getty/35/fullj.cfd6ea08313dc93fdd64cc7730db8efe/cfd6ea08313dc93fdd64cc7730db8efe-getty-91022348.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheed don't give 2 fucks or a shit. I still can't root for Boston tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-6162565207854082556?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/6162565207854082556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=6162565207854082556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/6162565207854082556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/6162565207854082556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/10/sheed-dont-give-2-fucks-or-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-7209760481302456373</id><published>2009-10-07T15:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T15:55:54.375-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sexwithrobots.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/edie_sedgwick.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dreamgirl should be a'lotta parts Edie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I had 3 chocolate cupcakes today. I'll be shitting furiously tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-7209760481302456373?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/7209760481302456373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=7209760481302456373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/7209760481302456373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/7209760481302456373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/10/your-dreamgirl-should-be-alotta-parts.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-5795994949230419819</id><published>2009-10-04T10:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T10:52:57.369-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt; I went to this old school restaurant yesterday. The folks took me out for my bday. This placed looked super outdated so I was a little suspect about the food. I ordered veal chops. &lt;b&gt;BANGING.&lt;/b&gt; Plus, I have not had any type of cow in over a month so it was double good. Today is Sunday aka football-is-on-so-I-am-not-doing-shit day. Some randoms that were on my sd card.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/trooph/3978862138/" title="a touch of home by trooph, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2572/3978862138_e1c450b9dd.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="a touch of home" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/trooph/3978862494/" title="IMG_3520 by trooph, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2534/3978862494_6a66829113.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMG_3520" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/trooph/3978862756/" title="IMG_3521 by trooph, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2553/3978862756_2b1ac2a83c.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMG_3521" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/trooph/3978863122/" title="IMG_3525 by trooph, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3420/3978863122_4feaccc210.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMG_3525" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/trooph/3978861698/" title="greenaj1 by trooph, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2466/3978861698_7dc3227b22.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="greenaj1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-5795994949230419819?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/5795994949230419819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=5795994949230419819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/5795994949230419819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/5795994949230419819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-went-to-this-old-school-restaurant.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2572/3978862138_e1c450b9dd_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-4999352287528413028</id><published>2009-10-02T15:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T15:30:15.304-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theshoegame.com/articles/nike-air-max-1-id-2009-info.html "&gt;YAAAY!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sneaker Gods have heard my silent prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't be over $150 or Phil Knight is getting a envelope full of shit in the mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;a href="http://theshoegame.com/articles/nike-air-max-1-id-2009-info.html "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-4999352287528413028?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/4999352287528413028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=4999352287528413028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/4999352287528413028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/4999352287528413028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/10/httptheshoegame.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-4455134220715185557</id><published>2009-09-29T21:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T21:52:49.109-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bowsandarrowsberkeley.com/site/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/chukkagreysuede.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DO WANT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-4455134220715185557?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/4455134220715185557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=4455134220715185557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/4455134220715185557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/4455134220715185557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/09/do-want.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-7860137011171034472</id><published>2009-09-29T09:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T09:37:59.262-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt; I feel like shit. Not full on shit but, I've had better mornings. Yesterday was my birthday and I decided to crack a few beers and down some Jameson. I'm paying for it right now. I have that empty feeling in my gut and my knees are aching for some unknown reason. Gatorade didn't help like it normally does. The oatmeal at 4am didn't help much either. Two trips to the toilet also weren't of any assistance. So I'll just deal. Payday is Thursday, so right now, I'm really disliking Wednesday. Fuck a humpday. After giving up on finishing The Idiot (a waste of time trying to read AND enjoy that) and breezing through Ellington Blvd, which was good, I cracked open Infinite Jest. Its phone book thick. Hopefully its entertaining and I won't have to visit dictionary.com a million times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-7860137011171034472?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/7860137011171034472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=7860137011171034472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/7860137011171034472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/7860137011171034472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-feel-like-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-5066943997017711946</id><published>2009-09-22T09:25:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T09:34:19.141-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.archdaily.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/1253121027-oak18-main-house-day-528x396.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.archdaily.com/35536/oakland-house-kanner-architects/"&gt;Check out more here.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the shit that I'm on, I'm already hoooommmmmeeeee&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt;This house is so bad ass. A lot of people aren't fond of giant glass windows. They want their privacy. Thats cool, I can respect that. But me, hey, its my house. If I choose to take a shit in front of a 12 x 15 glass window with no curtains, its my choice. Not my fault if you happen to look up and see my hairy ass. No one told you to spy on a nigga. Off the strength of the master suite, I would drop the dough on this place. I need a bigger and better scheme.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.archdaily.com/35536/oakland-house-kanner-architects/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-5066943997017711946?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/5066943997017711946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=5066943997017711946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/5066943997017711946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/5066943997017711946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/09/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-7417480672488863421</id><published>2009-09-15T20:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T20:27:50.039-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nPZ0C_gp4us&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nPZ0C_gp4us&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon my extreme lateness but this shit is knocking. &lt;br /&gt;Not only is the beat some vintage 90s shit(along with the video to be honest), but they tore it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-7417480672488863421?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/7417480672488863421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=7417480672488863421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/7417480672488863421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/7417480672488863421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/09/pardon-my-extreme-lateness-but-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-6776757320510392963</id><published>2009-09-12T22:53:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T12:06:56.985-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p style="width:500px;text-align:justify;"&gt;Lazy weekend. Funds are low plus the weather was shitty. Laid low and played around in the kitchen. Corn and crab risotto (boosted it off the menu from my favorite food/booze spot). And picked up one highly anticipated album earlier in the week. Didn't disappoint. Sonny's Missing is ill.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2509/3913737815_fe781c305f.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2476/3914522610_64aa21b251.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2490/3913738173_ed640a33ff.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-6776757320510392963?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/6776757320510392963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=6776757320510392963' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/6776757320510392963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/6776757320510392963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/09/lazy-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2509/3913737815_fe781c305f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-3381529539207012115</id><published>2009-09-10T19:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T19:16:16.311-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=6503391&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=6503391&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/6503391"&gt;Charlie Crumlish in FUTU&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user220312"&gt;bradhill&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets see. Got my tooth yanked out. Had some homemade british cuisine, which I know I looked foolish trying to chew with half of my face numb. OB4CL pt.2 will be on replay for the rest of the weekend. &lt;b&gt;GO BUY IT!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-3381529539207012115?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/3381529539207012115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=3381529539207012115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/3381529539207012115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/3381529539207012115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/09/charlie-crumlish-in-futu-from-bradhill.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-808163107403951968</id><published>2009-09-05T21:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T21:38:12.458-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3482/3890673633_72f584404d.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer breeze...makes me feel fine. Is it still summer? Totally enjoying my 4 day weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-808163107403951968?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/808163107403951968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=808163107403951968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/808163107403951968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/808163107403951968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/09/summer-breeze.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3482/3890673633_72f584404d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-1091997501001254413</id><published>2009-08-29T22:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T22:48:14.198-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.vitalbmx.com/vplayer/9529%2Emp4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="360" width="640" flashvars="xml_path=http://www.vitalbmx.com/vdata/b9f7f652d0093f808b5679132ba01c85?embed=true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vitalbmx.com/videos/features/Morgan-Long,18015/Morgan-Long,9529/johnhicks,43308"&gt;Morgan Long Edit&lt;/a&gt; - More &lt;a href="http://www.vitalbmx.com"&gt;BMX Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude is nuts for that last trick. Huge gap. HUGE drop. Plus the barspin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was a serious bmx rider, I probably would have tried that.. while wearing a pamper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-1091997501001254413?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/1091997501001254413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=1091997501001254413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/1091997501001254413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/1091997501001254413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/08/morgan-long-edit-more-bmx-videos-dude.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-4137750995840735653</id><published>2009-08-27T19:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T19:17:40.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2642/3863521598_6c5d74b035.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'ma break out the 2nd pair when I become a grandfather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, fuck the NFL and whoever owns the rights for not showing Vick's comeback game. It's not like its better shit on tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-4137750995840735653?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/4137750995840735653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=4137750995840735653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/4137750995840735653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/4137750995840735653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/08/ima-break-out-2nd-pair-when-i-become.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2642/3863521598_6c5d74b035_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-4937130249350492427</id><published>2009-08-19T22:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T22:17:12.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3536/3838012779_045dde8fcd.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2482/3838778020_85b6155696.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70+ beers on tap. Well over 100 to consume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday's at Max's is free pint glass night. Wasn't going to go downtown but had to because Verizon tried to screw me out my discount. FUCK YOU, I'M GETTING MY 8% OFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw so much vinyl I want to cop. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-4937130249350492427?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/4937130249350492427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=4937130249350492427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/4937130249350492427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/4937130249350492427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/08/70-beers-on-tap.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3536/3838012779_045dde8fcd_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-532488669958897837</id><published>2009-08-17T23:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T13:52:48.995-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2567/3834420418_4464c4b9a7_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear Santa,.....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-532488669958897837?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/532488669958897837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=532488669958897837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/532488669958897837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/532488669958897837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/08/dear-santa.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-5962224309560422960</id><published>2009-08-16T15:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T16:03:46.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3422/3826831651_58c5a7f026_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2468/3826831989_60f41bf57f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They need to bottle new shoe smell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-5962224309560422960?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/5962224309560422960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=5962224309560422960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/5962224309560422960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/5962224309560422960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/08/they-need-to-bottle-new-shoe-smell.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-1711789648862045655</id><published>2009-08-13T18:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T18:59:48.971-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And when I'm watchin the news&lt;br /&gt;and my daughter walks in&lt;br /&gt;and choose to ask &lt;br /&gt;"Why were all those people on the floor&lt;br /&gt;sleepin, covered in red?"&lt;br /&gt;I told her that they were lookin for God, &lt;br /&gt;but found religion instead&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pos "Held Down"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the De La Soul 20th Anniversary concert last night. They ripped it to fucking pieces.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-1711789648862045655?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/1711789648862045655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=1711789648862045655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/1711789648862045655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/1711789648862045655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-when-im-watchin-news-and-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215438510292918920.post-7501949496095392730</id><published>2009-08-10T23:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T23:18:09.549-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rogue Wave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Electro Shock Blues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite sure I will grow tired of hearing it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... but won't be anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9215438510292918920-7501949496095392730?l=stayinmylane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/feeds/7501949496095392730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9215438510292918920&amp;postID=7501949496095392730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/7501949496095392730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9215438510292918920/posts/default/7501949496095392730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stayinmylane.blogspot.com/2009/08/rogue-wave.html' title=''/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17158873373937382870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVG4KjtDoUg/SVlz_jh0lwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K004idqfJFs/S220/popcorn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
