<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052040603743653192</id><updated>2009-12-15T15:25:16.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>~Dave~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891278825776537667</uri><email>ehelper.dave@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052040603743653192.post-7792044834167355331</id><published>2009-08-30T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T11:41:46.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paybacks R a Bitch!!!</title><content type='html'>A motorcycle patrolman was rushed to the hospital with an &lt;br /&gt;inflamed appendix. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctors operated and advised him that all was well.&lt;br /&gt;However, the patrolman kept feeling something pulling at &lt;br /&gt;the hairs in his crotch.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worried that he might of had a second surgery and the &lt;br /&gt;doctors hadn't told him about it yet, he finally got &lt;br /&gt;enough energy to pull his hospital gown up enough so &lt;br /&gt;he could look at what was making him so uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taped firmly across his pubic hair were three wide &lt;br /&gt;strips of adhesive tape, the kind that doesn't come &lt;br /&gt;off easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written in large black letters was the sentence: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Get well soon...from the nurse in the White &lt;br /&gt;                        Jeep you pulled over last week"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052040603743653192-7792044834167355331?l=konstant-kraving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/feeds/7792044834167355331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/08/paybacks-r-bitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/7792044834167355331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/7792044834167355331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/08/paybacks-r-bitch.html' title='Paybacks R a Bitch!!!'/><author><name>~Dave~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891278825776537667</uri><email>ehelper.dave@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510487312175354695'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052040603743653192.post-3222812880412837284</id><published>2009-08-26T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T16:46:26.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Over-Whelmed as I go over the hill!</title><content type='html'>Well I'm back for more punishment this fall,&lt;br /&gt;I can only hope I can keep up with everyone,&lt;br /&gt;it's really tough and my nerves are fried.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to stick it out though, Why not&lt;br /&gt;the worst I can do is fail, and I've been &lt;br /&gt;there and done that only it was over 31 &lt;br /&gt;years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tech support hard at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3cVkT4k2IDY/SpXHcs5aMpI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UXu9_fgdX7I/s1600-h/Microsoft+Tech+Support+%40+Work.++I+don%27t+know+about+you,+but+I%27m+pretty+sure+I%27ve+talked+to+this+guy!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3cVkT4k2IDY/SpXHcs5aMpI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UXu9_fgdX7I/s400/Microsoft+Tech+Support+%40+Work.++I+don%27t+know+about+you,+but+I%27m+pretty+sure+I%27ve+talked+to+this+guy!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374421026238771858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you? but I'm pretty &lt;br /&gt;sure I've talked to this guy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052040603743653192-3222812880412837284?l=konstant-kraving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/feeds/3222812880412837284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/08/over-whelmed-as-i-go-over-hill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/3222812880412837284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/3222812880412837284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/08/over-whelmed-as-i-go-over-hill.html' title='Over-Whelmed as I go over the hill!'/><author><name>~Dave~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891278825776537667</uri><email>ehelper.dave@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510487312175354695'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3cVkT4k2IDY/SpXHcs5aMpI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UXu9_fgdX7I/s72-c/Microsoft+Tech+Support+%40+Work.++I+don%27t+know+about+you,+but+I%27m+pretty+sure+I%27ve+talked+to+this+guy!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052040603743653192.post-3386938057153376904</id><published>2009-07-28T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T09:00:47.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Searching within</title><content type='html'>As always with each passing day I remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confused as to why I am, and why I are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize I'm still here for a reason yet &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still wonder what that reason is. And I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder when I finally figure out what that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is, will I have enough time to complete it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I wonder could it really be that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;important of a task that I need to complete.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052040603743653192-3386938057153376904?l=konstant-kraving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/feeds/3386938057153376904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/07/searching-within.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/3386938057153376904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/3386938057153376904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/07/searching-within.html' title='Searching within'/><author><name>~Dave~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891278825776537667</uri><email>ehelper.dave@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510487312175354695'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052040603743653192.post-2297821718851662231</id><published>2009-07-19T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T15:58:23.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mom or a Mother,  Witch is mine?</title><content type='html'>-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I miss my mom yet my mother is still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ask how can one miss their mom when their&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother is still alive, simple, yet so complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother is very possessive and jealous, which&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lead us to part ways 14 years ago. Yes its been &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 years since I last seen or heard from her, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it hurts. I don't recommend such a relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after what she done to cause &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our parting, disintegrated any and all trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had in her, reuniting with her wouldn't be worth &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the price my family or I would have to wager for &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a task. And still yet a piece of me inside &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;longs for her. How does one deal with such pain &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and heartache, I hate her yet I still love her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dearly. Each day we both get older but she doesn't &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get any wiser. I feel we both will go to our grave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hating one another. The pain grows within me with &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each passing sun. And that's only the tip of the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iceberg, I'm the oldest of 7 boys 5 brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from same mother and 3 different fathers, and 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brother with the same father who is deceased and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a different mother a total of 6 brothers who are &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught up in her possessive and jealous ways and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whom I have also went 14 years without seeing or &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hearing from. I'm a grown man of 50 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;filled with so much pain and sorrow I often wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which way to turn.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052040603743653192-2297821718851662231?l=konstant-kraving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/feeds/2297821718851662231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/07/mom-or-mother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/2297821718851662231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/2297821718851662231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/07/mom-or-mother.html' title='A Mom or a Mother,  Witch is mine?'/><author><name>~Dave~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891278825776537667</uri><email>ehelper.dave@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510487312175354695'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052040603743653192.post-783616943547727310</id><published>2009-07-15T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T10:49:43.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrambled or Poached?</title><content type='html'>Writing as you can see is not one of my &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best qualities. English in general was never &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my best subject, yet I can read and write. I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always at the very least tried to accomplish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the academic assignments given to me, but &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow I always misunderstood just enough &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that I couldn't shine above the rest of my &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I was always and find myself still today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being somewhat of a class clown. Why? well I &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suppose it's my way of hiding, or ignoring the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fact that I just don't understand somethings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I don't care I just don't see things &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like some people do. So I act out, but that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't mean I don't try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I believe I've gained an insight to writing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from Ms. Anthony she's strict yet compassionate,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stern yet sweet. She enjoys what she does so that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is why I tried to enjoy it. Who am I to waste her &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time by being inconsiderate and not givng it my best &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shot, after all I've asked to be there, I've &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paid to be there, so I must want to be there. And, if&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only a little bit of what she stands for rubs off onto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, then I know I'll be a better person because of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I think I show signs of improvement from the first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day in her class, and I hope she sees that she's made &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an impact on me and given me that &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;college research view&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(new information) towards writing. I'll always write, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only it may not be in a blog or journal, or MLA format &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but rather by fondling with poetry is where I'll play &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I took her course from hearing someone speak highly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of her, and I'm very glad that I did. For one thing is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;certain I will carry away from her class is this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When my thoughts become stalled on a writing day, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              Her "PROMPT" is only a whisper away".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      ~Dave Freed~&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/7052040603743653192-783616943547727310?l=konstant-kraving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/feeds/783616943547727310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/07/scrambled-or-poached.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/783616943547727310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/783616943547727310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/07/scrambled-or-poached.html' title='Scrambled or Poached?'/><author><name>~Dave~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891278825776537667</uri><email>ehelper.dave@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510487312175354695'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052040603743653192.post-279209492167388228</id><published>2009-07-13T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T10:06:59.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What went wrong?</title><content type='html'>I got to talking to someone and I lost track of time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before I knew it I was running really late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So naturally I rushed around trying to make up for &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost time and I wound up forgetting to do a few&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things and eventually I got even further behind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I had originally been. After that point I just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;began to think about going back to bed and giving &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up for the day, then I thought well if I do that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the day will surely not get any better. So I &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stopped for a moment and took a deep breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and said to myself that it can't get any worst than &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this. I was wrong, but what had gone wrong &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasn't really clear, a few minutes talking turned &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;into hours of lost time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s255.photobucket.com/flash/player.swf?file=http://vid255.photobucket.com/albums/hh139/milkman039/GirlonaBike.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052040603743653192-279209492167388228?l=konstant-kraving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/feeds/279209492167388228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-went-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/279209492167388228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/279209492167388228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-went-wrong.html' title='What went wrong?'/><author><name>~Dave~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891278825776537667</uri><email>ehelper.dave@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510487312175354695'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052040603743653192.post-2266356043481264249</id><published>2009-07-10T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T03:43:15.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What if?</title><content type='html'>What if:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t get up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun quit shining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school caught fire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fall down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forget to stop at a red light?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The power goes off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoking was good for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn’t have cars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn’t have money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the sun quit shining the earth and all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;living things would slowly die. The day the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun quit shining would be a devastating blow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the human race. I wouldn’t want to witness &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day. I hope I don’t ever have to witness &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day our sun quit shining. Some people don’t &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the sun in their eyes, but I don’t mind it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much because I’ve thought of the day the sun &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quit shining. Iife people would stop and think &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about the day the sun quit shining they may look &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at life in a different light. I’d much rather &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have the sun in my eyes than to have no sun at &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all. I believe all living things need sunlight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052040603743653192-2266356043481264249?l=konstant-kraving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/feeds/2266356043481264249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-if.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/2266356043481264249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/2266356043481264249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-if.html' title='What if?'/><author><name>~Dave~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891278825776537667</uri><email>ehelper.dave@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510487312175354695'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052040603743653192.post-6900897205907234109</id><published>2009-07-09T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T19:51:43.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is in the way</title><content type='html'>I’m unsure of a lot of things that are &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the way, some things are unseen so &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are difficult to recognize. Fear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is a big factor in my way, fear of &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;failure, fear of pain, fear itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m lost and I fear being lost. I’m &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scared and I fear being scared. I fear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, and I most definitely fear Satan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that fear is in my way. I fear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;others more than they fear me. I feel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m always in the way so I suppose I &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could be seen as being in the way. But &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can one be in the way of themselves? I &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suppose they could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          ~Dave~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052040603743653192-6900897205907234109?l=konstant-kraving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/feeds/6900897205907234109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-is-in-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/6900897205907234109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/6900897205907234109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-is-in-way.html' title='What is in the way'/><author><name>~Dave~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891278825776537667</uri><email>ehelper.dave@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510487312175354695'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052040603743653192.post-9134365584355616168</id><published>2009-07-08T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T16:00:47.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What makes me MAD!</title><content type='html'>------------Road Rage------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Road rage refers to a behavior that if exhibited by a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;driver of an automobile or any type of a motor vehicle &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may cause accidents, collisions and even death on roads. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, road rage can de defined as an excessive &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;case of aggressive driving. Road rage can be manifested &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in one of the following cases;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Shouting verbal abuse, issuing threats or obscenities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• All types of aggressive driving that include &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  unexpected braking, unexpected acceleration and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  driving very close to another motorist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Suddenly cutting off in lane or knowingly preventing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  another motorist from merging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Excessively flashing lights or sounding the horn &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  excessively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Displaying obscene gestures like the middle finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Knowing causing a collision that involves two or &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  more vehicles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Causing commotions in the road including hitting some-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  one else's vehicle with an object.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Threatening other motorists using a gun or any other &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  lethal weapon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Hurling projectiles from a vehicle in motion with an &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  aim of causing damage to other vehicles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Among the total road rage cases that have been reported &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the United States annually, 300 of them have resulted &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in severe injuries or even in deaths and these statistics &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are expected to increase more with time. There exists a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;legal difference between aggressive driving and road rage &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depending on the type of jurisdiction in use. In the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;United States of America, only a small number of states &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have passed special laws to deal with aggressive driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   In these states, cases related to road rage are &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;treated as battery or assault and even vehicular &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manslaughter especially in cases where a life is lost. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the United States, road rage is treated as a mental &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disorder in the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mental Disorders. According to a survey that was &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conducted on 5,600 adults in the United States between &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1997 and 2007, the behaviors that are associated with &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roads rage are caused by intermittent explosive disorder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up to now, the cause of intermittent explosive disorder &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has not been established although there are conflicting &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;views on whether road rage is a mental condition or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Road rage is taken as a very serious act since it’s &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;viewed as a threat to public safety. However, it’s &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually not easy to judge the aim or intent of the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accused and as a result, road ragers who obey when &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stopped by police can be charged with minor offences &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like reckless driving. This can also be interpreted to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mean that those who cause serious injuries and death &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to road rage are given severe penalties that those &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;applicable to the same outcomes from negligence only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of the total number of states in the U.S, only 14 have &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enacted laws against aggressive driving .only California &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has transformed “road rage into a legal term of art &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through giving it an exact meaning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052040603743653192-9134365584355616168?l=konstant-kraving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/feeds/9134365584355616168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-makes-me-mad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/9134365584355616168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/9134365584355616168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-makes-me-mad.html' title='What makes me MAD!'/><author><name>~Dave~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891278825776537667</uri><email>ehelper.dave@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510487312175354695'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052040603743653192.post-7307230139211943393</id><published>2009-07-07T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T14:49:04.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>A Sheer Nightgown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A husband walks into Victoria's Secret to purchase a sheer negligee for&lt;br /&gt;his wife. He is shown several possibilities that range from $250 to $500&lt;br /&gt;in price -- the more sheer, the higher the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, he opts for the most sheer item, pays the $500, and takes it&lt;br /&gt;home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He presents it to his wife and asks her to go upstairs, put it on, and&lt;br /&gt;model it for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upstairs the wife thinks (she's no dummy), 'I have an idea. It's so&lt;br /&gt;sheer that it might as well be nothing. I won't put it on, but I'll do&lt;br /&gt;the modeling naked, return it tomorrow, and keep the $500 refund for&lt;br /&gt;myself.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She appears naked on the balcony and strikes a pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband says, 'Good Grief!  You'd think for $500, they'd at least&lt;br /&gt;iron it!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never even heard the shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Funeral will be on Thursday at Noon. Closed coffin.&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/7052040603743653192-7307230139211943393?l=konstant-kraving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/feeds/7307230139211943393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/7307230139211943393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/7307230139211943393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>~Dave~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891278825776537667</uri><email>ehelper.dave@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510487312175354695'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052040603743653192.post-6974232492338758362</id><published>2009-07-03T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T05:29:08.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking the Zoo</title><content type='html'>Well today we took the family to the Springfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoo. It's been several years since they had went,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last time they went was nearly ten years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our granddaughter wasn't even born yet, and our &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grandson would of been an infant so he didn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember going.  A few years ago we took them &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all to the St. Louis Zoo. That zoo is free admission&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and an aweful lot bigger and nicer. But none the less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all had a good time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Then we went to eat at Golden Corral before &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going the my to our grandkids home for a bar-b-q later &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that night and to shoot off some fireworks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052040603743653192-6974232492338758362?l=konstant-kraving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/feeds/6974232492338758362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/07/walking-zoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/6974232492338758362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/6974232492338758362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/07/walking-zoo.html' title='Walking the Zoo'/><author><name>~Dave~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891278825776537667</uri><email>ehelper.dave@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510487312175354695'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052040603743653192.post-3175713996346671349</id><published>2009-07-02T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T09:46:27.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Place?</title><content type='html'>----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What A Place&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the wind blows, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the water flows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the sky is gray,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a winters day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the sun is bright, or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where it's always night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could be in your heart, or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just shopping a K-Mart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe boating and fishing, or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just dreaming and wishing&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/7052040603743653192-3175713996346671349?l=konstant-kraving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/feeds/3175713996346671349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/07/brb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/3175713996346671349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/3175713996346671349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/07/brb.html' title='What A Place?'/><author><name>~Dave~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891278825776537667</uri><email>ehelper.dave@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510487312175354695'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052040603743653192.post-2881875683462513411</id><published>2009-07-01T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T10:27:42.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Moment Please</title><content type='html'>------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;My personal list of why people become suicidal: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mentally ill/ or unstable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Needing something in his/her life and can't &lt;br /&gt;   wait patiently for it to get to them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Severe loneliness/abandonment &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Anger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Confusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A way to escape from there problems &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. To not be a burden to society and or anyone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Accomplished everything in life he or she wanted to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. They see themselves never accomplishing &lt;br /&gt;   what they want to in life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. For love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Sad/Sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. They Just Give-up trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. They lose their way or become lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Scared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. In search of GOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. In search of Satan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Afraid of dying a slow suffering death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Money problems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Sexual problems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ...to be continued hopefully  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     ~Dave~&lt;br /&gt;                     Started 6/3/04&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052040603743653192-2881875683462513411?l=konstant-kraving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/feeds/2881875683462513411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-of-my-lower-moments-5-years-ago.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/2881875683462513411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/2881875683462513411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-of-my-lower-moments-5-years-ago.html' title='One Moment Please'/><author><name>~Dave~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891278825776537667</uri><email>ehelper.dave@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510487312175354695'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052040603743653192.post-3042915668290214512</id><published>2009-06-30T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T09:50:44.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>These 4 walls of Eng. 101</title><content type='html'>-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 4 walls of Eng. 101&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;The room is square and seats 24, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you count Ms. A. add one more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computers at every seat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And multicolored carpet under my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walls are light green,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of Grant and Abby I’m in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s only one door of course,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our seats are grouped in thirds not fourths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few windows with the shades pulled,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the whiteboard Ms. A. has our work scheduled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s an overhead projector to use in visual aid,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On which movies or slides can be displayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the head of the class is Ms. A.’s desk,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where she reads and dreams of Romanesque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------Photo of the Day--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i255.photobucket.com/albums/hh139/milkman039/BadWeather.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 460px; height: 338px;" src="http://i255.photobucket.com/albums/hh139/milkman039/BadWeather.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          -----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;            A good sign you should &lt;br /&gt;                go back to bed!!!&lt;br /&gt;          -----------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052040603743653192-3042915668290214512?l=konstant-kraving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/feeds/3042915668290214512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/06/these-4-walls-of-eng-101.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/3042915668290214512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/3042915668290214512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/06/these-4-walls-of-eng-101.html' title='These 4 walls of Eng. 101'/><author><name>~Dave~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891278825776537667</uri><email>ehelper.dave@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510487312175354695'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052040603743653192.post-2955412937304327304</id><published>2009-06-29T11:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T16:03:18.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Observing, Not Stalking...and A 10 minute Mile</title><content type='html'>------------------------ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can it be&lt;br /&gt;------------------------ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I observed a female student in her&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;early twenties with a dark flowing main.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she’s walking towards me I see she&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;bares a dark tan and that she’s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wearing sunglasses. She's also wearing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bright knit T-shirt the color of a stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sign and snug fitting faded slacks and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;white flip flops.  She appeared to be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a hurry so I held the door open for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 10 Minute Mile &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for Ms. A&lt;br /&gt;------------------------ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked this ten minute mile,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seen people with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard people talking,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even seen a gun used for caulking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the sky,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the sun in my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt an awesome breeze,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wished I were near a Tasty Freeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed manholes in the ground,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Fire Extinguishers all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The landscaping looked really nice,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet its not as pretty covered in snow and ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seen signs for all sorts of things,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not a one prohibiting nose rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seen the back of Hammon's Field,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I kept on walking and didn’t yield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             ~Dave~&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/7052040603743653192-2955412937304327304?l=konstant-kraving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/feeds/2955412937304327304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/06/where.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/2955412937304327304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/2955412937304327304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/06/where.html' title='Observing, Not Stalking...and A 10 minute Mile'/><author><name>~Dave~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891278825776537667</uri><email>ehelper.dave@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510487312175354695'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052040603743653192.post-4096772632971916462</id><published>2009-06-28T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T16:09:18.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Web???</title><content type='html'>I like to walk in the rain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So no one can see my pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer to walk at night,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So no one can see my blight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tend to hide my face,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or just stare into space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I die inside a little bit each day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping one day I'll pass away.&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/7052040603743653192-4096772632971916462?l=konstant-kraving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/feeds/4096772632971916462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/06/writers-block-or-just-plain-lazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/4096772632971916462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/4096772632971916462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/06/writers-block-or-just-plain-lazy.html' title='The Web???'/><author><name>~Dave~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891278825776537667</uri><email>ehelper.dave@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510487312175354695'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052040603743653192.post-2865730049318926169</id><published>2009-06-27T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T19:58:32.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothingness</title><content type='html'>The nothingness in this room is nothingness&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;even a word, if it is what is nothingness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is nothingness something or is it nothing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at all. I think nothingness could be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something except for the fact that is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052040603743653192-2865730049318926169?l=konstant-kraving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/feeds/2865730049318926169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/06/sat_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/2865730049318926169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/2865730049318926169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/06/sat_27.html' title='Nothingness'/><author><name>~Dave~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891278825776537667</uri><email>ehelper.dave@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510487312175354695'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052040603743653192.post-4933882179465380522</id><published>2009-06-23T04:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T20:12:14.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Prompt me</title><content type='html'>Red the color some see it bright &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some see it dull, it’s used in gardens &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to brighten, and used in business as a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;negetive. I like red but it’s not my &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite of all. I use it to draw attention &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too something, in the way a stop sign uses &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;red. It stands out bright for good and bad &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and is useful to catch the eye.  Free &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;writing is scary I don’t think fast enough &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to free write and make any sense of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose the word draw,  I’m no good at &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drawing.  My perception of things don’t &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;transfer to the paper as I see them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doodle and scribble is what I do best &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I try to draw.  Draw can mean several &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things, not just to draw a sketch but one &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can draw attention to something, or draw a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firearm, or maybe even draw nearer or &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;farther  to or from  something or someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are everywhere,  I see things,  I &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hear things, I have things, and there are &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things I do not have, I feel things,  and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are things I’d rather not feel, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are complex they can be anything, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but can they really be nothing at all, I’ve &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always wondered how something could actually &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be nothing at all. Is nothing really &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something or is somethings really nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something is for sure&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052040603743653192-4933882179465380522?l=konstant-kraving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/feeds/4933882179465380522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/06/tues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/4933882179465380522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/4933882179465380522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/06/tues.html' title='Oh Prompt me'/><author><name>~Dave~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891278825776537667</uri><email>ehelper.dave@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510487312175354695'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052040603743653192.post-3000806887011836349</id><published>2009-06-22T04:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T20:05:13.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's a Prompt</title><content type='html'>Daughters Births&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accidents I was in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad passing away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winning the lottery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Daughters Births&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it time so I kept myself &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ready at a moments notice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the I was waiting for.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first daughter was ready to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enter this world and she wasn’t &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting any longer. My stepfather &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed her to the ER and I got &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;released from work to be there for &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;them. As I arrived at the ER I was &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;informed that I must hurry if I were &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to see her birth, so they wrapped me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a gown and gave me a mask and away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to welcome her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; -----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                Freed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurses in gowns and masks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife on a bed in a lot of pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctors, Nurses, and Medical Techs coming in and out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Respirator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An EKG (Heart rate monitor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stainless steel surgical tools on a tray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I Heard&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EKG beeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foot steps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voice over the intercom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Door opening and closing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife yelling in pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I touched&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife’s grip while she was in pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter when they finally let us hold her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bed my wife was in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door to the room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blanket she was wrapped in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I smelled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                Freed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hospital smell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurses perfume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pure Oxygen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I tasted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drawing a Blank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions I felt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nervous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overwhelmed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; -----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  Baseball in a Box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one belonging to the Red Sox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's in its box just for show&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052040603743653192-3000806887011836349?l=konstant-kraving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/feeds/3000806887011836349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/06/monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/3000806887011836349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/3000806887011836349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/06/monday.html' title='What&apos;s a Prompt'/><author><name>~Dave~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891278825776537667</uri><email>ehelper.dave@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510487312175354695'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052040603743653192.post-4481857156930874275</id><published>2009-06-21T14:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T03:45:15.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only in the Ozarks</title><content type='html'>Oh kay nowe eye'm knew et righten sew pleeze &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baer wit me. Eye'm ritten today four mi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inglish 1 oh 1. Sum say its ezeey butt eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doughn't thank it is. Eye had knot ritten &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ann S A four over thertie years, end evon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then eye was knot veri well et it. Schoolin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was knot et the topp of mi paws list of thangs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that eye kneaded too dew. Hee all ways sed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choors make the man, end schoolin was four&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sissie boys. Eye liked schoolin cause eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank mi Inglish teachor is purtty,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3cVkT4k2IDY/SkIBlLiibLI/AAAAAAAAAGE/U_iYAUQxbW0/s1600-h/winky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 106px; height: 80px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3cVkT4k2IDY/SkIBlLiibLI/AAAAAAAAAGE/U_iYAUQxbW0/s320/winky.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350841045534010546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;butt eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never diid tel paw that, hee wood ah took ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;switchin too me. Sew afta eye went too bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is wen eye diid mi homewurk that way mi teachor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wood bee prowd of me, end smile et me. End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wit paw choors all ways was too bee done ferst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma she diid knot care much four me dewin choors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she rather eye diid mi schoolin ferst she sed eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kneaded a good edacation. Wen eye was knot dewin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; choors and schoolin eye like too goe fishin from &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the crick. Eye find it relaxin. Nowe that eye'm alot &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;older eye see that both mi ma end paw was right, eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kneaded too dew mi choors sew eye wood no what &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hard wurk was, end that a man was too wurk hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in his life, end well ma was right too cause eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kneaded scoolin too its hard to get buy inn life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;witout ann edacation. Sew nowe eye tel mi youngins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that they knead too leern too wurk hard and leern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scoolin sew they can bee someone later inn life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eye'm glad mi ma end paw leerned me them there values.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052040603743653192-4481857156930874275?l=konstant-kraving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/feeds/4481857156930874275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/4481857156930874275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/4481857156930874275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day.html' title='Only in the Ozarks'/><author><name>~Dave~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891278825776537667</uri><email>ehelper.dave@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510487312175354695'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3cVkT4k2IDY/SkIBlLiibLI/AAAAAAAAAGE/U_iYAUQxbW0/s72-c/winky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052040603743653192.post-5570484495198260249</id><published>2009-06-20T04:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T09:18:24.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret family recipe for "Lumpy Essay"</title><content type='html'>1 Good Ripe Subject&lt;br /&gt;76  cups of Tyme &lt;br /&gt;12 or 1500 Words&lt;br /&gt;2   cases of good Beer&lt;br /&gt;1   narrator/author&lt;br /&gt;9   tbsp. of punctuation &lt;br /&gt;2   pinches of salt&lt;br /&gt;20  Ibuprofen&lt;br /&gt;1   tube Icy Hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting Started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Pre-heat your WORD Processor to 1200 to 1500&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Drink all the Beer then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Slice Ripe Subject into interesting chunks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  In a medium size MLA (3-4 page layout)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Mix together:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Subject, Tyme, author, words, salt, and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    punctuation into a smooth rich flowing blend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Then scoop up the mixture by the handful and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    drop it onto the medium size MLA, molding the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    clumps into a uniform layer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    (For best results setup the Essay so that Ms. A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    will enjoy it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Take enough Ibuprofen to get rid of that headache you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Rub Icy Hot on your hands after washing them and sit back &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    and relax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Recipe makes One Lumpy Essay&lt;br /&gt;                                    Feeds one PurpleEnglishTeacher&lt;/span&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/7052040603743653192-5570484495198260249?l=konstant-kraving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/feeds/5570484495198260249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/06/saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/5570484495198260249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/5570484495198260249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/06/saturday.html' title='Secret family recipe for &quot;Lumpy Essay&quot;'/><author><name>~Dave~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891278825776537667</uri><email>ehelper.dave@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510487312175354695'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052040603743653192.post-8479019869056809306</id><published>2009-06-19T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T12:25:18.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why's a Pot calling a Kettle Black?</title><content type='html'>I thought we called Kettle corn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Pot made you high, and neither of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;black in color. But what do I know I'm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merely a writer who sees things from &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another perspective. Take for instance &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex I always seen sex as being between &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a man and a woman now even that isn't &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the case anymore. And a Miss Universe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pageant winner will lose her title &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these days for even mentioning that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she believes in traditional &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relationships between a man and a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woman,  who'd a thought...Personally &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though I always have sex with the opposite &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sex, I like a woman's body myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Then there's color it isn't and hasn't &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been black and white for a long time, so &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do we discriminate between for the most &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part just them two.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I shake my head at some peoples reasoning, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering how some people even manage to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get by in this world we live in.  They spend &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more time and energy on worrying about stupid &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things rather than paying more attention to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their own life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052040603743653192-8479019869056809306?l=konstant-kraving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/feeds/8479019869056809306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/06/losing-weight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/8479019869056809306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/8479019869056809306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/06/losing-weight.html' title='Why&apos;s a Pot calling a Kettle Black?'/><author><name>~Dave~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891278825776537667</uri><email>ehelper.dave@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510487312175354695'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052040603743653192.post-4705289479653384451</id><published>2009-06-18T08:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T20:21:36.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dam Beavers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3cVkT4k2IDY/SjqvnsaL9QI/AAAAAAAAAFk/kkwaNLNWupE/s1600-h/Dam_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 321px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3cVkT4k2IDY/SjqvnsaL9QI/AAAAAAAAAFk/kkwaNLNWupE/s400/Dam_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348780603926639874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3cVkT4k2IDY/SjqvnTWeXUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/YUo41vT6cis/s1600-h/Dam_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 327px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3cVkT4k2IDY/SjqvnTWeXUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/YUo41vT6cis/s400/Dam_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348780597200182594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  This is an actual letter sent to a man named &lt;br /&gt;Ryan DeVries regarding a pond on his property.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  It was sent by the Pennsylvania Department of &lt;br /&gt;Environmental Quality, State of Pennsylvania .   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  This guy's response is hilarious, but read &lt;br /&gt;The State's letter before you get to the response &lt;br /&gt;letter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;State of Pennsylvania 's letter to Mr. DeVries: &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUBJECT: DEQ &lt;br /&gt;File No.97-59-0023; T11N; R10W, Sec 20; Lycoming County    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mr. DeVries: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has come to the attention of the Department of &lt;br /&gt;Environmental Quality that there has been recent &lt;br /&gt;unauthorized activity on the above referenced &lt;br /&gt;parcel of property. You have been certified as &lt;br /&gt;the legal landowner and/or contractor who did &lt;br /&gt;the following unauthorized activity:      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Construction and maintenance of two wood debris &lt;br /&gt;dams across the outlet stream of Spring Pond.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A permit must be issued prior to the start of &lt;br /&gt;this type of activity. A review of the &lt;br /&gt;Department's files shows that no permits have &lt;br /&gt;been issued  Therefore, the Department has &lt;br /&gt;determined that this activity is in violation &lt;br /&gt;of Part 301, Inland Lakes and Streams, of the &lt;br /&gt;Natural Resource and Environmental Protection &lt;br /&gt;Act, Act 451 of the Public Acts of 1994, being &lt;br /&gt;sections 324.30101 to 324.30113 of the &lt;br /&gt;Pennsylvania Compiled Laws, annotated.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Department has been informed that one or &lt;br /&gt;both of the dams partially failed during a &lt;br /&gt;recent rain event, causing debris and flooding &lt;br /&gt;at downstream locations.  We find that dams of &lt;br /&gt;this nature are inherently hazardous and cannot &lt;br /&gt;be permitted. The Department therefore orders &lt;br /&gt;you to cease and desist all activities at this &lt;br /&gt;location, and to restore the stream to a free-&lt;br /&gt;flow condition by removing all wood and brush &lt;br /&gt;forming the dams from the stream channel.  All &lt;br /&gt;restoration work shall be completed no later &lt;br /&gt;than January 31, 2007. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please notify this office when the restoration &lt;br /&gt;has been completed so that a follow-up site &lt;br /&gt;inspection may be scheduled by our staff.  &lt;br /&gt;Failure to comply with this request or any &lt;br /&gt;further unauthorized activity on the site may &lt;br /&gt;result in this case being referred for elevated &lt;br /&gt;enforcement action.. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;We anticipate and would appreciate your full &lt;br /&gt;cooperation in this matter. Please feel free &lt;br /&gt;to contact me at this office if you have any &lt;br /&gt;questions.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, &lt;br /&gt;David L. Price &lt;br /&gt;District Representative and Water Management &lt;br /&gt;Division. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Here is the actual response sent back by Mr. DeVries:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re: DEQ File &lt;br /&gt;No. 97-59-0023; T11N; R10W, Sec. 20; Lycoming County   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mr.Price, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your certified letter dated 12/17/06 has been &lt;br /&gt;handed to me to respond to.  I am the legal &lt;br /&gt;landowner but not the Contractor at 2088 Dagget &lt;br /&gt;Lane , Trout Run, Pennsylvania .    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of beavers are in the &lt;br /&gt;(State unauthorized) process of constructing &lt;br /&gt;and maintaining two wood 'debris' dams across &lt;br /&gt;the outlet stream of my Spring Pond.  While I &lt;br /&gt;did not pay for, authorize, nor supervise their &lt;br /&gt;dam project, I think they would be highly offended &lt;br /&gt;that you call their skillful use of natures &lt;br /&gt;building materials 'debris.'    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to challenge your department to &lt;br /&gt;attempt to emulate their dam project any time &lt;br /&gt;and/or any place you choose. I believe I can &lt;br /&gt;safely state there is no way you could ever &lt;br /&gt;match their dam skills, their dam resourcefulness, &lt;br /&gt;their dam ingenuity, their dam persistence, their &lt;br /&gt;dam determination and/or their dam work ethic. &lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3cVkT4k2IDY/Sjqv-B4UueI/AAAAAAAAAF0/9QvE3Rg5Wrw/s1600-h/Beaver_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3cVkT4k2IDY/Sjqv-B4UueI/AAAAAAAAAF0/9QvE3Rg5Wrw/s400/Beaver_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348780987647310306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the beavers/contractors you are seeking.   &lt;br /&gt;As to your request, I do not think the beavers are &lt;br /&gt;aware that they must first fill out a dam permit &lt;br /&gt;prior to the start of this type of dam activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3cVkT4k2IDY/Sjqv9jJmWGI/AAAAAAAAAFs/0LTM1z_2jzs/s1600-h/Beaver_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 273px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3cVkT4k2IDY/Sjqv9jJmWGI/AAAAAAAAAFs/0LTM1z_2jzs/s400/Beaver_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348780979398269026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first dam question to you is: &lt;br /&gt;(1) Are you trying to discriminate against my &lt;br /&gt;Spring Pond Beavers, or &lt;br /&gt;(2) do you require all beavers throughout this &lt;br /&gt;State to conform to said dam request?    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are not discriminating against these &lt;br /&gt;particular beavers, through the Freedom of &lt;br /&gt;Information Act, I request completed copies of &lt;br /&gt;all those other applicable beaver dam permits &lt;br /&gt;that have been issued.  (Perhaps we will see &lt;br /&gt;if there really is a dam violation of Part 301, &lt;br /&gt;Inland Lakes and Streams, of the Natural Resource &lt;br /&gt;and Environmental Protection Act, Act 451 of the &lt;br /&gt;Public Acts of 1994, being sections 324.30101 to &lt;br /&gt;324.30113 of the Pennsylvania Compiled Laws, &lt;br /&gt;annotated.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have several dam concerns.  My first dam concern &lt;br /&gt;is, aren't the beavers entitled to legal &lt;br /&gt;representation?  The Spring Pond Beavers are &lt;br /&gt;financially destitute and are unable to pay for &lt;br /&gt;said representation -- so the State will have to &lt;br /&gt;provide them with a dam lawyer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Department's dam concern that either one or &lt;br /&gt;both of the dams failed during a recent rain &lt;br /&gt;event, causing flooding, is proof that this is a &lt;br /&gt;natural occurrence, which the Department is &lt;br /&gt;required to protect. In other words, we should &lt;br /&gt;leave the Spring Pond Beavers alone rather than &lt;br /&gt;harassing them and calling them dam names.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want the damed stream 'restored' to a dam &lt;br /&gt;free-flow condition please contact the beavers -- &lt;br /&gt;but if you are going to arrest them, they obviously &lt;br /&gt;did not pay any attention to your dam letter, they &lt;br /&gt;being unable to read English.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my humble opinion, the Spring Pond Beavers have &lt;br /&gt;a right to build their unauthorized dams as long &lt;br /&gt;as the sky is blue, the grass is green and water &lt;br /&gt;flows downstream.  They have more dam rights than &lt;br /&gt;I do to live and enjoy Spring Pond.  If the &lt;br /&gt;Department of Natural Resources and Environmental &lt;br /&gt;Protection lives up to its name, it should protect &lt;br /&gt;the natural resources (Beavers) and the environment &lt;br /&gt;(Beavers' Dams).    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as far as the beavers and I are concerned, this &lt;br /&gt;dam case can be referred for more elevated enforcement &lt;br /&gt;action right now. Why wait until 1/31/2007? The Spring &lt;br /&gt;Pond Beavers may be under the dam ice by then and &lt;br /&gt;there will be no way for you or your dam staff to &lt;br /&gt;contact/harass them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, I would like to bring to your &lt;br /&gt;attention to a real environmental quality, health, &lt;br /&gt;problem in the area  It is the bears!  Bears are &lt;br /&gt;actually defecating in our woods.  I definitely &lt;br /&gt;believe you should be persecuting the defecating &lt;br /&gt;bears and leave the beavers alone.  If you are going &lt;br /&gt;to investigate the beaver dam, watch your dam step! &lt;br /&gt;The bears are not careful where they dump!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being unable to comply with your dam request, and &lt;br /&gt;being unable to contact you on your dam answering &lt;br /&gt;machine, I am sending this response to your dam &lt;br /&gt;office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RYAN DEVRIES &amp; THE DAM BEAVERS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052040603743653192-4705289479653384451?l=konstant-kraving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/feeds/4705289479653384451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/06/thur.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/4705289479653384451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/4705289479653384451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/06/thur.html' title='The Dam Beavers.'/><author><name>~Dave~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891278825776537667</uri><email>ehelper.dave@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510487312175354695'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3cVkT4k2IDY/SjqvnsaL9QI/AAAAAAAAAFk/kkwaNLNWupE/s72-c/Dam_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052040603743653192.post-8041759547179604368</id><published>2009-06-17T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T20:30:54.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Published Poem:</title><content type='html'>------------My Love--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so, I can't hold still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so, with all my will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so, I can not sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so, forever to keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so, I watch you breathe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so, It's you I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so, I hold you dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so, I'll always be near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so, As I always have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so, to hear you laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so, to see you smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so, to walk that aisle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so, to live my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so, to be my wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so, you love me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so, we'll make this pact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so, 'til death do us part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so, with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so, You'll never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so, "I LOVE YOU SO"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      ~Dave~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Poetry Society 2004-2005&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I wrote my best when I had &lt;br /&gt;inspiration. Most of the time I have &lt;br /&gt;none. People laughing at my work is not &lt;br /&gt;good inspiration. Actually the poem above &lt;br /&gt;after I wrote and fine tuned it, it was &lt;br /&gt;laughed at.  So with criticism like that &lt;br /&gt;I don't write well anymore.  And if I do &lt;br /&gt;come up with something good I only reveal &lt;br /&gt;it to a select few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Needless to say I write no more. &lt;br /&gt;Except here for Ms. A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           ~Dave~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------- Photo of the day ------------------&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just hate it when you get a Crack in your Windshield &lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3cVkT4k2IDY/SjmSN-YF20I/AAAAAAAAAFU/VkppmOBGCIQ/s1600-h/CrackedWindshield_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3cVkT4k2IDY/SjmSN-YF20I/AAAAAAAAAFU/VkppmOBGCIQ/s400/CrackedWindshield_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348466801259174722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052040603743653192-8041759547179604368?l=konstant-kraving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/feeds/8041759547179604368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/06/wed-61709.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/8041759547179604368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/8041759547179604368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/06/wed-61709.html' title='My First Published Poem:'/><author><name>~Dave~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891278825776537667</uri><email>ehelper.dave@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510487312175354695'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3cVkT4k2IDY/SjmSN-YF20I/AAAAAAAAAFU/VkppmOBGCIQ/s72-c/CrackedWindshield_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052040603743653192.post-9114057397280399364</id><published>2009-06-16T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T20:32:15.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday Bluesday</title><content type='html'>Rain, Rain and more Rain. Just what we &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to make the grass grow some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong I like the rain I just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dislike mowing the grass, not that its &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;difficult or anything, mostly just &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring. I just got it mowed on Sunday. So &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I watch it grow until it needs mowed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I read the story Shitty First Drafts &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for Eng. 101 discussion which was supposed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be on Monday, but we ran out of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I'll have to read it again because I &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgot what it was about already. Retaining &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what I read isn't easy for me, so besides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading everything word for word I have to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reread things two or three times before I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can make any sense of what it was I had read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Well my math class is kicking my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what as usual. Just when I &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think I've got a hold on it, it begins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to confuse me again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052040603743653192-9114057397280399364?l=konstant-kraving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/feeds/9114057397280399364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/06/tuesday-bluesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/9114057397280399364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052040603743653192/posts/default/9114057397280399364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://konstant-kraving.blogspot.com/2009/06/tuesday-bluesday.html' title='Tuesday Bluesday'/><author><name>~Dave~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891278825776537667</uri><email>ehelper.dave@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510487312175354695'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>