<?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-22280332</id><updated>2012-01-22T13:00:24.958-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rudy's Memoirs</title><subtitle type='html'>Crap, Crap and More Crap.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>306</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-7413788794273711616</id><published>2011-02-08T19:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T19:27:15.362-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing</title><content type='html'>Testing&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-7413788794273711616?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/7413788794273711616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=7413788794273711616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7413788794273711616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7413788794273711616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2011/02/testing.html' title='Testing'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-8302181809515457643</id><published>2009-08-21T23:07:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T23:33:22.124-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/So90lTt4cfI/AAAAAAAAATQ/kl334lWGkUw/s1600-h/Picture+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372641064772989426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/So90lTt4cfI/AAAAAAAAATQ/kl334lWGkUw/s400/Picture+034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 321px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372640641599857570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/So90MrRi46I/AAAAAAAAATI/GMnGcSbngg0/s400/Picture+034cropzoom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/So9vGCQDOrI/AAAAAAAAATA/A50VWpSoNHU/s1600-h/Picture+034crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mars with moons,  Phobos &amp;amp; Deimos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-8302181809515457643?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8302181809515457643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=8302181809515457643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/8302181809515457643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/8302181809515457643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/08/mars.html' title='Mars'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/So90lTt4cfI/AAAAAAAAATQ/kl334lWGkUw/s72-c/Picture+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-7244947030117805150</id><published>2009-06-23T14:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T14:52:05.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed Emotions</title><content type='html'>This weekend was a terrible and wondrous weekend. Terrible for the ones left behind but, wondrous for one. She was a young women, a mere 15 years of age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are saddened by her leaving us but, her memory will be with us forever. I found myself thinking about her on my way to work this morning. Thinking about her life if she had remained here. I take comfort in thinking that it is like a book with a perfect ending that came several chapters too soon and the author is just padding it for bulk. It really takes away from the significance of the preceding chapters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we should see this life we live as a testing ground. We are really not suppose to be here indefinitely. We are home, then allow to go out into this world. When we complete what we need to do we are called home once more. To do what you might say? To do what we have to do. Some peoples missions are complex and some are very simple but, we all have a mission to do in life. Only He knows your mission and when it has been completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am upset that such a young women was called home so early in life but, I also understand that she had completed her mission. Not only was her mission very complex but, she was really good at what she was put here to do. She finished early and she was called home. Some people it takes 80 years to complete what she did in so few. Some will live to 100 and not even come close to touching as many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if I communicated my thoughts correctly but, I am trying to wrap my brain around this whole process. It is the only way I can make sense of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts and prayers are with the Fiscus family. God bless and be with you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-7244947030117805150?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/7244947030117805150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=7244947030117805150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7244947030117805150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7244947030117805150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/06/mixed-emotions.html' title='Mixed Emotions'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-8148008917889351527</id><published>2009-06-22T21:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T21:59:16.214-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poolin</title><content type='html'>We have basically moved outta the house and into the pool.  It has been so hot today.  The van showed 99 degrees but I think its a bit high but still felt really hot.  I didnt get to swim but Yuri informed me that the pool was 91 degrees.  We swam in it this weekend and it was 88 and that was just about perfect for cooling off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The water is crystal clear and the water has just a hint of debree in it.  It will steadily get worse because I dont have a vacuum to get the stuff off the bottom.  The only hope is to get the kids in there to stir it up and hope the debree gets near the skimmer or the suction to the filter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been trying to make sure the chlorine level stays up on the pool because in this weather and the sun and temp will cause water with no clorine turn to pea soup in a few hours.  Wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-8148008917889351527?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8148008917889351527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=8148008917889351527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/8148008917889351527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/8148008917889351527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/06/poolin.html' title='Poolin'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-6968512543990808233</id><published>2009-06-17T21:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T21:46:14.729-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Bloggin</title><content type='html'>Not too much has been happening around here.  Mom and Dad came to visit last week and since then not to much to report. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We set the pool up this last weekend and it is warming up nicely.  It was about  70 degrees when we first filled it and now it is about 84 degrees.  The kids seem to be able to bare it but I like it just a bit warmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yin has started piano lessons and is now playing twinkle twinkle little star with her music book and stickers on the keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuri sucessfully went to church camp for a weekend and was there all weekend with out having to call home or be upset.  He said he had a really good time and we are happy that he did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chickens are doing well in there new diggs.  The chicks are growning and I havent lost any for about 2 weeks now so that is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The neighbors came down last weekend and we sat in the back yard burning a stump out of the ground and cooking smores over the fire.  We sat on the tailgate of the truck and chatted until about midnight.  It was a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me nieces and nephews came over today and went swimming in the pool.  They all looked like they were having a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chicken tractor will find a new home on Friday.  A friend from my work is buying it and I will also give him a few of my hens to get him started. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moe even after several attempts by Brando and I will not yodel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However Yin can make him yodel like no ones business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the first season of TruBlood on DVD and it is pretty good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got finished watching Underworld Rise of the Lycans and it was good and kept to the story line as told in the first movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dreading going to work tomorrow and want to stay home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moe is watching me type this.  He is a nice cat and the only thing I wish I could figure out how to help him with is why he digs in his water bowl.  I have changed to a 9X 13 cassarole dish because I read that if thier whiskers touch the side of the bowl due to being too deep or too small it makes they want to dig but he still digs from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats about it for now.  Have a nice rest of the week and a nice weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-6968512543990808233?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/6968512543990808233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=6968512543990808233' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/6968512543990808233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/6968512543990808233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-bloggin.html' title='Just Bloggin'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-4034686082105570860</id><published>2009-06-11T14:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T08:38:20.184-05:00</updated><title type='text'>orklock.jpg</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SkDaxDZQjjI/AAAAAAAAASY/Fq9PkdPzezI/s1600-h/Sig.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350516893575843378" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3151/2758636866_4ea33877d5_o.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SigDG-Sfs7I/AAAAAAAAARo/PJlaKarqpYY/s1600-h/orc+lock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343524376209765298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 70px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 80px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SigDG-Sfs7I/AAAAAAAAARo/PJlaKarqpYY/s400/orc+lock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SigC_Ue2MjI/AAAAAAAAARg/Ymo1h83fq7w/s1600-h/2758636866_4ea33877d5_o.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343524244728197682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SigC_Ue2MjI/AAAAAAAAARg/Ymo1h83fq7w/s400/2758636866_4ea33877d5_o.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-6215073514018424269?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/6215073514018424269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=6215073514018424269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/6215073514018424269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/6215073514018424269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/Si5-5t-tLzI/AAAAAAAAASQ/kLwDH_itRWM/s72-c/avatar.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-1076211057015087028</id><published>2009-06-01T19:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T19:55:10.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of the Chicken Digs</title><content type='html'>Ive been threatenin to post pictures so now imma gonna do it.  Here is some pics of the new chicken digs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SiR3c88yBgI/AAAAAAAAARY/nIkW4KLdhsE/s1600-h/Picture+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342526397249357314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SiR3c88yBgI/AAAAAAAAARY/nIkW4KLdhsE/s400/Picture+048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Chicken Yard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SiR3cuDegQI/AAAAAAAAARQ/9Vg6FfoDM-g/s1600-h/Picture+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342526393250906370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SiR3cuDegQI/AAAAAAAAARQ/9Vg6FfoDM-g/s400/Picture+047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Hens with rooster poster)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SiR261gWz8I/AAAAAAAAARI/K4b3hWcQCtM/s1600-h/Picture+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342525811135532994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SiR261gWz8I/AAAAAAAAARI/K4b3hWcQCtM/s400/Picture+046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Brooder)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SiR26jGqbpI/AAAAAAAAARA/7li2wtZm4NY/s1600-h/Picture+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342525806195928722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SiR26jGqbpI/AAAAAAAAARA/7li2wtZm4NY/s400/Picture+044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Perch for egg boxes water and feed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SiR26Qr3x4I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/RbaI0zxp2gc/s1600-h/Picture+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342525801251719042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SiR26Qr3x4I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/RbaI0zxp2gc/s400/Picture+043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The roost)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SiR26O63qoI/AAAAAAAAAQw/wPCHQi_S8Fc/s1600-h/Picture+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342525800777755266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SiR26O63qoI/AAAAAAAAAQw/wPCHQi_S8Fc/s400/Picture+042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Egg boxes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SiR25s0yKrI/AAAAAAAAAQo/VaQIRoPMwC8/s1600-h/Picture+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342525791625423538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SiR25s0yKrI/AAAAAAAAAQo/VaQIRoPMwC8/s400/Picture+041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Exterior of the coop)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-1076211057015087028?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/1076211057015087028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=1076211057015087028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/1076211057015087028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/1076211057015087028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/06/pictures-of-chicken-diggs.html' title='Pictures of the Chicken Digs'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SiR3c88yBgI/AAAAAAAAARY/nIkW4KLdhsE/s72-c/Picture+048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-6782208521166470396</id><published>2009-06-01T10:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T10:53:15.732-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY YURI!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today is my baby boy is 10 years old. Can you imagine that? I am shocked. It hit me this morning that he is 10 years old. I took him to the movies this weekend to see the new Star Trek flick. We got home at 11:45 pm and he was really fighting to stay awake. I think he saw the whole movie. We stopped at McDs before the movie so that I would not have to get a small loan for the popcorn and soda. I think he liked the movie pretty good. I know he was upset when his Mom and I went without him a week ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is getting big and seeing him every day it is hard to gauge just how big he is getting. I know that he is getting big when he can wear Brandos flip flops and they fit. Also he is pretty close to Brandos height. I know that I am constantly on him about one thing or another but, when I am at work and have a moments peace to think about it, I just thank God that he blessed us with the best child anyone can hope for. He is helpful and loving and caring and has a pretty good head on his shoulders. He has made a mistake or two but such is life as a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Yuri with all my heart and he makes me proud of him with the decisions he makes. I have seen him open doors for the elderly with out them muttering so much as a thanks and seen him do it again and again. He can play the piano and sometimes I want to cry at how well he can play a piece at such a young age. I have seen the boy that he has become and hope that when he becomes a young man, he understands why I am here to be his father and not his best friend. If done right, like my father done for me, one day he will realize what had to be done for his sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuri I love you so much and want to wish you a Happy 10th Birthday. I give you all the credit in helping me become the dad that I am. I know I am not always the best dad in the world but you have made me alot better than I was. You are the best son and I could have ever hoped for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 10th BIRTHDAY YURI!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-6782208521166470396?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/6782208521166470396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=6782208521166470396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/6782208521166470396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/6782208521166470396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-yuri.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY YURI!!!!'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-7608336842554283908</id><published>2009-06-01T09:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T10:11:49.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Coop</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone. The chicken man has been busy so I have not got pictures yet but they will be posted very soon. This weekend I have had some good times and some bad. The bad time happened this Friday when I arrived home after work to find that 7 of my 11 chicks, that were doing well all week long, had died. I am not fully sure what happened but all the youngest ones didn't make it. At first I was thinking that the older birds pecked them to death but they do not exhibit any damage to elude to this conclusion. The rabbit that is in the next cage had found his way over and the carcases were flattened but this happened, I believe, post-mortem. After thinking about it I think a raccoon or cat may have pestered them until they croaked. I think 1 chick was actually missing by the perp. My CSI team members (Country Scene Investigation) and I will not stop until the culprit is found, tried, convicted and sentenced (shot dead). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this discovery, I moved the remaining chicks to a new more secure location and stepped up work on the new brooder for the chicks. The 6 straight run chicks are doing well and growing like weeds. The coop was completed Saturday and chicken moved in that evening. The next morning we were told that they approved of there new digs by 3 eggs in the egg bins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The run was completed on Sunday and Brando was given the honor of opening the new coop door to let the chicken explore the new run. Due to her impatient nature she ended up shoving the first one out and the others followed in suit. After watching them for a bit I see a need for a shaded area because they all seemed to hang out in the shadow of the building. This is next to come. I wonder how long the grass will hold out with these 6 chickens? A couple of weeks I suppose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said I will post pictures soon. Thanks for reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-7608336842554283908?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/7608336842554283908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=7608336842554283908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7608336842554283908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7608336842554283908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-coop.html' title='The New Coop'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-7558094561424907675</id><published>2009-05-26T11:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T11:47:40.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chickens Galore</title><content type='html'>This weekend we purchased a chicken coop that a friend of mine is no longer using. The 4x8 coop is came complete with a rooster named Roho. I was warned that he was mean and to not turn your back on him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also purchased a few new chickens. The first group we bought we about 4 weeks old and seem to be doing well in their new surroundings. The first group consist of 3 Americana or colored egg layers, 2 Rhode Island Reds, 2 Phoenix, 2 Golden and 2 that I cant remember the breed of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roho spent one night with us and the next morning we put him in a pet crate and took him to where we bought the chicks. The man took one look at him and said "I need him." I told him that I had no need for this rooster and he informed me that he would trade him for 6 straight run chicks. I said, "It's a deal." Now I have 6 more baby chicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the total count so far is 6 original chickens from last year. 11 chicks of the first group and now 6 smaller straight run chicks. That is a total of 23 chickens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking that we may have a few too many when these get bigger and I am considering letting a few go with the tractor that I sold to a friend at work. I think we have a while before we can place these chickens all together so I have plenty of time tow work on my coop. I have been thinking about how I want to place things on the inside to make for a efficient and easy to clean coop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to place the laying boxes on the outside of the coop so you can collect eggs without going inside. The water and feed with be close to the door and the roosts with be place along the wall opposite of the door. I will cut a door in the side for ease of cleaning litter and above the roosts I will build a small brooder. That way all the chickens are all together and I will have to go into the house to check on the chicks but this is a very small amount of time in the year as to all the other stuff that will have to be attended to every day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck. I hope to post pictures soon of the progress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-7558094561424907675?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/7558094561424907675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=7558094561424907675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7558094561424907675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7558094561424907675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/05/chickens-galore.html' title='Chickens Galore'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-5155223118514451999</id><published>2009-05-12T12:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T12:29:27.844-05:00</updated><title type='text'>As you may know....</title><content type='html'>The energizer bunny ran out of juice.  Also I ended up losing another chicken to the other hens.  It was in the coldest part of the year and I was heading into a turnaround of about 40+ days of 12 hour shifts.  The chicken that was attacked by the dog was in pretty good shape but with the addition of the other chicken that the others had pretty much mangled from pecking, they became too much work to keep them around.  Wish thing would have happened different but instead of prolonging it any further, I decided to do the most humain thing I could do.  Like I said wish the timing wasnt so bad because I am resonably sure that both would have pulled through with some TLC and alot of time and effort but due to work schedule, I had neither.  Rest in piece little chickens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-5155223118514451999?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/5155223118514451999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=5155223118514451999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/5155223118514451999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/5155223118514451999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/05/as-you-may-know.html' title='As you may know....'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-7033224550566343373</id><published>2009-05-01T18:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T19:02:53.728-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Posting with a Nintendo DSi</title><content type='html'>This my first attempt at posting with a Nintendo DSi.  It really is not too different but you can not post pictures that I know of.  I will attempt to post a picture later but not sure if I will be able to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-7033224550566343373?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/7033224550566343373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=7033224550566343373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7033224550566343373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7033224550566343373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/05/posting-whith-nintendo-dsi.html' title='Posting with a Nintendo DSi'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-2408308667551429530</id><published>2009-02-18T12:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T12:32:36.333-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just keeps cluckin and cluckin and....</title><content type='html'>The chicken is still doing well. Her wing is extra crispy now and I will probably attempt to amputate the dead part some time this weekend, if I can find someone who will hold her while I do it. In 2 weeks I will be forced to place her back with the brood. I hope the placing her in the coop at night trick works. We will find out. She is very healthy acting so I have my fingers crossed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-2408308667551429530?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/2408308667551429530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=2408308667551429530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/2408308667551429530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/2408308667551429530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-keeps-cluckin-and-cluckin-and.html' title='Just keeps cluckin and cluckin and....'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-801282496944147321</id><published>2009-02-04T12:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T12:33:39.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Like the Energizer Bunny....</title><content type='html'>the chicken keeps going on and on and on and on........  It has been a month and the chicken is still a kicken.   She is eating and seems to show signs of good energy.  Her wing looks like a chunk of dried jerky glued to her side but other than that she is ok.  She has not layed one egg since the attack and that is probably for the better.  She needs to keep up her strength for healing than egg production.  I am tempted to clip the wing at the joint.  The way it was damaged it will never be able to be used again.  I may wait a bit longer just to see how it is going to do first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the well wishes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-801282496944147321?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/801282496944147321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=801282496944147321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/801282496944147321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/801282496944147321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/02/like-energizer-bunny.html' title='Like the Energizer Bunny....'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-3085538097916165507</id><published>2009-01-12T12:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T12:21:57.218-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Still a clucken</title><content type='html'>My chicken is still haning around.  I really hope she makes it but I am afraid she maybe going downhill.  Time will tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-3085538097916165507?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3085538097916165507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=3085538097916165507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/3085538097916165507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/3085538097916165507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/01/still-clucken.html' title='Still a clucken'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-757793589111087615</id><published>2009-01-08T20:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T20:21:14.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chickee update</title><content type='html'>The chicken is still hangin in there.  I hope she makes it but wonder if I am just prolonging her suffering.  Not really sure what I need to do.  Her wing looks bad but I am still hopeful.  She is still eating and drinking and pooping so I hope and pray she gets better.  I feel bad about not checking as close on them as I usually do.  This weekend I plan on letting her walk in the yard for a bit while I clean out her cage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-757793589111087615?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/757793589111087615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=757793589111087615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/757793589111087615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/757793589111087615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/01/chickee-update.html' title='Chickee update'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-7244457514437144686</id><published>2009-01-07T12:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T12:29:46.642-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken delima</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.co.greene.pa.us/secured/gc/images/pics/bird-flu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.co.greene.pa.us/secured/gc/images/pics/bird-flu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple of days ago I got a call from Brando and during the call the neighbor rang the door bell and said our dog was attacking one of our chickens. How did this happen? I asked myself. The dog and chickens where put up in there coop and pin. Somehow the dog got out of his pin and the chicken had been out for a couple of days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Normally when I let the chickens out they will roost back in the house after dark. Some how one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; go back in the pin and I miss counted when I did a head count that time or it got wedged behind a piece of playground equipment and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; get home. Brando went out and put the dog up but the chicken pinned between the equipment and a chain link fence was chewed up pretty bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She had stuck there a day or two because she had two eggs in the grass behind her and when I lifted the equipment she walked ever so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wobbly&lt;/span&gt; toward the rest of the chickens in the pin. While I gathered needed first aid stuff for her injuries, the other chickens came out of their house to inspect the lost chicken and for what they knew a complete stranger. (Chickens are not really smart.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I caught her and administered first aid to her chewed wing and put her in a pet carrier in the building where it is a bit warmer. Covered &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; carrier with a warm blanket and gave her fresh food and water. I have been periodically checking on her to see if she is going to pull through and I must say she is eating and drinking which is a very good sign. If I put her in with her fellow bird brains they would probably attack her as a stranger and peck at her open wounds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning she is still hanging on and still seems to be eating and drinking. I think it will be a long road to recovery if she even makes it and then I have to introduce her back to the flock. From reading it is best to introduce a single bird back in the middle of the night. When the others awake they think, Wow she has always been here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get well original &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;birdy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-7244457514437144686?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/7244457514437144686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=7244457514437144686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7244457514437144686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7244457514437144686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/01/chicken-delima.html' title='Chicken delima'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-7835211779736371362</id><published>2009-01-04T22:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T22:41:02.214-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Moe The Merrier</title><content type='html'>I finally relented and added another mouth to the family. Brando and the kids have wanted a inside pet (something other than fish) for a while and I have put my foot down but today I had a weak moment and we got Moe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inPxl1jMcSQ/SWF57US3tcI/AAAAAAAAABU/Wn3aEO_ZiZA/s320/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far he had adjusted well. He rode home very quitely and not makeing those cat being ran through a meat grinder meows. He has been very quite and has been mostly relaxed around the house. I heard Yuri ask if he would be more active tomorrow. I hope he stays cool calm and collected. He has a pention to set on the piano but pulling the books off on him may have taught him a lesson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inPxl1jMcSQ/SWF5fp_oOQI/AAAAAAAAABM/oCQX2r16B1k/s320/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must say that he has fit in so far and I think will make a shining new light in this disfunctional family. We needed Moe in the family so we got Moe. HEY MOE! Nuck Nuck Nuck.  He he he&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-7835211779736371362?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/7835211779736371362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=7835211779736371362' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7835211779736371362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7835211779736371362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/01/moe-merrier.html' title='The Moe The Merrier'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inPxl1jMcSQ/SWF57US3tcI/AAAAAAAAABU/Wn3aEO_ZiZA/s72-c/Picture+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-6885269784081702877</id><published>2009-01-02T20:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T20:28:54.608-06:00</updated><title type='text'>[SMS Message from a mobile subscriber]</title><content type='html'>Blogger mobile test&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-6885269784081702877?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/6885269784081702877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=6885269784081702877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/6885269784081702877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/6885269784081702877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/01/sms-message-from-mobile-subscriber.html' title='[SMS Message from a mobile subscriber]'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-1134139042376431492</id><published>2009-01-02T12:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T12:35:07.122-06:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIDAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>I am glad that Friday is here.  I have only a few hours left and it will be the weekend.  Feels like I have just got back to work.  I will have to say that my work attitude has improved and I hope that it will stay a while into the new year.  Hopefully a few well placed weeks off and I will not get a case of the grumps.  I hope everyone had a Happy New Year and I can't wait to write it incorrectly on my first piece of paperwork I have to type up or fill out so to everyone out there in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bloggersfield&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 2008!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-1134139042376431492?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/1134139042376431492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=1134139042376431492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/1134139042376431492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/1134139042376431492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/01/friday.html' title='FRIDAY!!!!'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-3952790286281009245</id><published>2008-12-31T11:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T12:28:40.834-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Page From Ragged</title><content type='html'>I need to take a page from Raggeds book and point out all that I am thankful for. Thanks Ragged for helping me understand what I need to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the list:&lt;br /&gt;1. A healthy family- a year ago we did not have this and for this I am unending grateful, optimistic and keeping my fingers crossed just in case the sunny outlook don't quite cut it.&lt;br /&gt;2. A wonderful wife and kids- they are who they are no better or worse but always in my eyes wonderful to whom with my heart and soul is dedicated and will NEVER deviate. Love ya Brando, Yuri &amp;amp; Yin.&lt;br /&gt;3. A wonder wealth of family and friends that I can rely on.- I can't think of anyone in my family or friends that wouldn't take the shirt off their back to help us if we needed help and if the tables are turned and I put in the same situation I hope I am held to this regard also.&lt;br /&gt;4. A home- Not just a shelter that covers my head and not a 40 room mansion but a true home that I can't wait to get to after work or any other travels that we may take. I think Love can even make a cardboard box a home.&lt;br /&gt;5. A job- Not the best job in the world but definitely not the least and I have been blessed with the wisdom to know that even on my worst of worst days that there is worst out there and to stick out the hard times swallow my pride to support my family. These days you are truly blessed if you have a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank all my family and friends for there work and effort through the Holiday Season. I know that it is not easy to take time from your busy schedules to spend time with us and I am truly blessed to have the family and friends that we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard several at my work say that they dread getting together with family or in-laws or what not and I can't really say that I have ever dreaded this and that is something to be thankful for also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a religious note I also would like to say that I am so thankful that God loved a sinner like me enough to sacrifice His one and only Son so that I have a choice to one day make it to heaven. I know that I am not perfect and I know I have a long way to go and all of us is sinners from the very get go but for someone to give His life to give me a chance........ I am truly blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-3952790286281009245?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3952790286281009245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=3952790286281009245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/3952790286281009245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/3952790286281009245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/12/page-from-ragged.html' title='A Page From Ragged'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-8012872537861601146</id><published>2008-12-30T19:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T19:49:27.477-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What Now???</title><content type='html'>While I was running up town to take my tire to get patched, I noticed that the city had the road blocked.  When I returned home, I went inside to notice that we had no water.  Holy crap what else can stop working.  The only thing that has not been disrupted around here is the natural gas.  Knock on wood.  I am sure that it will crap out sometime this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-8012872537861601146?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8012872537861601146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=8012872537861601146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/8012872537861601146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/8012872537861601146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-now.html' title='What Now???'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-3657210869012812646</id><published>2008-12-29T17:36:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T17:49:09.458-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the Dark Ages</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.darkagessociety.co.uk/Dimages/hGroup01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 341px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.darkagessociety.co.uk/Dimages/hGroup01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the last 2 days we have been with out a phone. We have resorted to using our cell phones for everything. Also this early morning around 3:45 am some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yaahoos&lt;/span&gt; slammed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; car into a utility pole at Kings Hill Road near us knocking out power to 2 small towns. Ours (Poe Dunk) and the one to the East.... We will call it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BFEville&lt;/span&gt;. The power was supposed to be restored around 8 am but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; get back on until till about noon. Someone said it was a couple of girls that stole a car for a joy ride. You know women drivers.../cringe for the slap from Brando.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was hell without power. I mean like we couldn't sleep because the fans &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; running, the alarm clock didn't give me that warm glow to check the time every 10 minutes or so, we couldn't get online to check email and blogs, Brando couldn't harvest her farm on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Face book&lt;/span&gt;, the chickens couldn't lay and the toilet wouldn't flush. Damn those electric toilets!... and whats with those chickens??? Oh well we got home with a dial tone in the phone and some spark in the wires and we are back in the 21st century.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now if I can figure out how to get my stupid alarm clock to quit blinking 12:00 I will be set. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a Happy New Year!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-3657210869012812646?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3657210869012812646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=3657210869012812646' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/3657210869012812646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/3657210869012812646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/12/out-of-dark-ages.html' title='Out of the Dark Ages'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-1800761804038289791</id><published>2008-12-25T19:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T20:14:27.579-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SVQ9Hw-UnII/AAAAAAAAAQM/u2BJ446Bvnk/s1600-h/Picture+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283915466427112578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SVQ9Hw-UnII/AAAAAAAAAQM/u2BJ446Bvnk/s400/Picture+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On my Christmas break, I have enjoyed a great many things. First we went to Kentucky to visit my folks and also spent some time with Pilot, Needles, Ragged and Kdense. Thanks for all the gifts. They were very thoughtful and nice. It was really nice to catch up with family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While visiting my folks I made sure to take along my Christmas movies that are a must for this time of year. I took Snow Day, Christmas Vacation, A Christmas Story and Christmas with the Kranks. I think I finally got my fill for Christmas Movies this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas morning was a big hit for the kids. I think that Santa was right on the mark with all of his gifts. Yuri asked us how Santa knew he wanted a castle when he didn't even tell anyone he wanted one. I told him that Santa has been in this business for a long time and is good at his work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yin got a Leapster and has had her head buried in it since we turned it on this morning. Yuri also got a computer game that he has been playing for a while today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We didn't leave the house all day and our friends down the road dropped off our gift which was a custom made calendar of my yard haunt and a big plate of homemade candy. I'm gonna be as fat as a cow when I go back to work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was really good this year because I got a nice hooded coat, sleeping pants, clothes, a drill and light set, money and season 7 of Scrubs on DVD. I must have been very good to get this stuff. Brando will post what she got for being a good girl this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ho Ho must have done a really good job this year because both kids have basically vanished into their rooms toys in hand and haven't been heard from since.  Brando not being one to let the tree set there with nothing under it yelled, "TIMBER!" after the tree was robbed of its ornaments and promptly shoved back in the box for next year.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-1800761804038289791?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/1800761804038289791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=1800761804038289791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/1800761804038289791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/1800761804038289791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SVQ9Hw-UnII/AAAAAAAAAQM/u2BJ446Bvnk/s72-c/Picture+082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-4368714532437049199</id><published>2008-12-19T12:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T12:33:47.881-06:00</updated><title type='text'>READY OH SO READY!</title><content type='html'>I am ready for vacation.  I am suppose to get out of here at 3:30 pm but the way things go you just never really know.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; mind working over if I have to but I hate hate hate the call-outs.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Officially&lt;/span&gt; my vacation does not start until 11:00 pm Sunday night so they can call as much as they want to until then.  However I have been called out on vacation before and was stupid enough to come in thinking they would be thankful and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;greatful&lt;/span&gt; for me giving up a couple of hours to help them out.   That will never happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ready to head South the my folks house.  I hope we get Yin well enough to travel.  She has been suffering from a very colorful stomach bug.  She showed us her digestive pyrotechnics last night twice in the van, once in the hallway and a couple of times on the couch.  Brando called and said she seems to be doing better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We have cleaned all the stomach paint that was so artfully displayed all over the house with towels.  I think we are out of clean towels now.  Lets hope the onslaught is over.  If she has the same thing as a fellow co-workers child had we are in for a second wave from the other end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.  This is a very stressful time for most but I know I put a lot of stress on myself from stuff I can not control and in retro spec really don't matter too much.  I have been trying to remind my self to ask myself a question when I find myself obsessing over something.  I ask myself will it really matter a year from now?  If the answer is yes then continue with the obsession but if not try to drop it from your thoughts.  I know....Easier said then done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-4368714532437049199?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/4368714532437049199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=4368714532437049199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/4368714532437049199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/4368714532437049199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/12/ready-oh-so-ready.html' title='READY OH SO READY!'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-8633943456567231246</id><published>2008-12-16T12:02:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:33:08.630-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughed Out Loud</title><content type='html'>My wife Brando watches a slew of TV show that I would just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;normally&lt;/span&gt; flip right by. She watches The Big Bang, Two &amp;amp; A Half Men and How I Met Your Mom. Since she watches these shows sometimes I am forced to watch them also and most of the time I am glad. They have some really talented writers and actors on these shows. And what I mean by talented is that they have the same F#$%ed up since of humor that I have. Therefor I was rendered laughing most of the night out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On How I Met Your Mom a Character named Barney made up these songs about his friends sister while looking at her picture in a Christmas Card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;2005 (to the tune of "Jingle Bells"): "Pulling down her pants, yanking off my own, underneath the mistletoe I'll make your sister moan..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;2006 (to the tune of "We Wish You a Merry Christmas"): "I wish I could see her naked, I wish I could see her naked, I wish I could see her naked and down on all fours."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;2007 (to the tune of The Dradle Song): Ted has a little sister, gets hotter every day. And if I ever I meet her, with her boobies I will play. Everybody! Sister, sister, sister..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a few more that I can not remember but unfortunately for my wife I can't get these out of my head. So now when I am around her I can't help but sing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My marriage is just strong enough to manage The Christmas Story but this jumps it to another level.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-8633943456567231246?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8633943456567231246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=8633943456567231246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/8633943456567231246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/8633943456567231246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/12/laughed-out-loud.html' title='Laughed Out Loud'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-997214304283247651</id><published>2008-12-15T19:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:42:52.346-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://weblogs.newsday.com/sports/baseball/yankees/blog/Christmas%2520story.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 475px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://weblogs.newsday.com/sports/baseball/yankees/blog/Christmas%2520story.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally watched A Christmas Story for the first time this year. Yes...I know it is hard to believe but it is true. I gave specific orders for it not to be removed from the DVD play for subsiquent veiwing. I threated to watch it everyday from now till Christmas but I dont think my marriage is that strong. So for everyone who likes A Christmas Story and drinking games make sure and watch it and take a shot everytime them say or make a reference to the Red Rider BB Gun......Holidays are cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-997214304283247651?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/997214304283247651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=997214304283247651' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/997214304283247651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/997214304283247651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/12/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-3220427519549355218</id><published>2008-12-12T21:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:08:50.523-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Times a Comin</title><content type='html'>I am ready for vacation.  I want so much to get away from work.   I just really cant wait.  Wish I could take about a month or two off.  But I am sure that I would not want to go back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-3220427519549355218?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3220427519549355218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=3220427519549355218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/3220427519549355218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/3220427519549355218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-times-comin.html' title='Christmas Times a Comin'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-5422406907057544123</id><published>2008-12-11T21:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:03:37.152-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Party</title><content type='html'>Tonight we had our Christmas Party for work. Last year I was unable to make it due to turnaround but we made it this year. We got our normal pewter work logo ornament and set down to a nice salad placed at the table. We arrive with some good friends so we got to choose a seat at the table with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This years party was a murder mystery Christmas party so while chatting the night away we polish off the salad in about 5 minutes and they came to usher the dishes from out table. We waited patiently for them to release us from the table to go through the buffet line for the meal. 20 minute rolled by and nothing but pleasant conversations with our table mates and rumbling tummies. Then 40 minutes passes still nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then about an hour into the party the two actors for the murder mystery part started their opening act and all I and anyone at the table can think is when are these two yahoos gonna be quite and let everyone eat. I mean the actors were entertaining and funny but rather hard to hear over everyone elses growling stomachs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally an hour and a half after the salad was scarfed they realeased us table by ever so slow table to make our way to the feed troff. It was really really good but I know my hunger played a part in how good it tasted. I also like to mention that the women folk at our table asked me to steal the salads off the vacant tables so they wouldnt starve to death. Being a total gentleman I only had to punch out a lonely couple at one table for the salads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left early before even knowing who dunnit. I feel bad for the actors because they were really good but just a victim to bad planning and or timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Insert radom thought here: They had a dish of butter on the table with absolutely no butter knife to spread in on the nice warm rolls except for everyones salad fork that was dirtied from eating except for one that didnt eat the salad. Go figure.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-5422406907057544123?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/5422406907057544123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=5422406907057544123' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/5422406907057544123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/5422406907057544123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-party.html' title='Christmas Party'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-2994743696719338856</id><published>2008-12-10T11:49:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:12:30.290-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I WON I WON I WON!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SUAFmfw3tVI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Isfx4Qspztk/s1600-h/hamlamp.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278224922197865810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SUAFmfw3tVI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Isfx4Qspztk/s400/hamlamp.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was the feed put on by a contractor as a thanks for my works business. They had noodles, mashed potatoes, smoked pork chops, seven layer salad, rolls, green beans and desert. It was pretty good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we all set around beltching our lunch, they had a drawing for about 10 brown sugar hams that they gave away. If you know me then you know that my luck is crap. I have about a 1 in a 100 chance in a drawing with 10 other people and every ticket but 1 with my name on it. That is just how my luck goes. So when they called my number for a ham I nearly shit a brick. I mean I felt like I had just picked out the million dollar suit case on Lets Make A Deal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I walked up to claim my million dollar ham and tried to walk back to my fellow co-workers without much ado. I felt like pumping my fist in the air and thrusting my pelvas in the faces of all the pain in the butts around me and screaming YAHOO!! CAN YA FEEL IT? HUH? CAN YA? but I walked quietly to the fridge to put away my brown sugar beauty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Far being it of me to gloat, I sneaked the ham into my car and took it home. When Brando or someone in the family prepairs it I am sure I will stand over it and watch the whole time. It is because for me, it is my leg shaped lamp. A wonderful prize that I WON I WON I WON!  Not like the bowling alley that Shawfenhoffer won over in Terra Haute. Yep you might as well have sent it in the mail with FRAGIELEE (thats french) spray painted on the side of the box. I just hope that it dont get broken while Brando is watering the plants. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah the neighbors might think I am a bit strange having a 7 pound ham wrapped in lights displayed in the front window for all the passer-byers to see but to my friends they all know that is pretty much normal. I mean it is a MAJOR AWARD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-2994743696719338856?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/2994743696719338856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=2994743696719338856' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/2994743696719338856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/2994743696719338856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-won-i-won-i-won.html' title='I WON I WON I WON!!!!!'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SUAFmfw3tVI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Isfx4Qspztk/s72-c/hamlamp.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-5134554474220840264</id><published>2008-12-04T11:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T12:23:40.726-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bummed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am already bummed about next Christmas and this one isnt here yet. My work is completely stupid when it comes to trying to get your vacation in. We have a quota and several people in the shop have 5 or more weeks of vacation to get in. Well you black out 7 full weeks for turnaround and volia, you have a headache trying to get you weeks in when you want them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our shop accepted a shop policy that states that if your vacation, when first issued for the year, lands in the first three months then you get first pick. These three month rotate to be fair some everyone eventually will get first pick. Well this worked well with about 15 to 20 people in the shop but now we have about 36 people in the shop and I must admit a bunch of crybaby whiners than want to throw a monkey wrench into this policy if they dont get the weeks they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is that corporate policy states first come first serve and if there are more people than weeks available then draw names from a hat. But in the hope to guarentee people the week they want every once in a while we adopted the shop policy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I get first pick and if memory serves then this is the first year I have had first pick since hired back in 1999. So everyone in the first 3 months submit there vacation and then after that is locked down then everyone else can jockey for theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haveing bad luck really sucks and getting screwed all the time when trying to play by the rules really blows too. Some people slipped in their vacation changes in to where instead of only about 6 people putting in for the 6 person quota there was about 12 so the office drew names and guess who got screwed out of next years christmas when it was guarenteed to be mine by shop policy. I also got screwed out of Thanksgiving week too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad thing about this now is that there is nothing I can do and if the Shop forman tries to do anything it will prove that we are going against corporate policy and get his ass in trouble so his hands are tied. The other thing that pisses me off is that one of my so called friends screwed me by getting the Christmas week and when I told him that he screwed me he said, "Too bad for your luck!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing is that one of the people who also screwed me for Chirstmas week and honestly didnt mean to do it said that when all this crap is over and everyone is settled that he would give me his week but still I am really mad at my so called friend. If he would have offered to make it right I would not have even let him do it but his comment really went through me like a knife. I hope in the near future he does not need me to do anything for him. I will eventually forgive but I WILL NEVER FORGET!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAVE A MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-5134554474220840264?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/5134554474220840264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=5134554474220840264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/5134554474220840264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/5134554474220840264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/12/bummed.html' title='Bummed'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-514992173008311098</id><published>2008-12-02T16:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T16:29:09.536-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Light Show - Amazing Grace Techno</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/mTbpuQzMnxA' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/mTbpuQzMnxA'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is what I hope to have next year.  Ha ha ha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-514992173008311098?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/514992173008311098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=514992173008311098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/514992173008311098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/514992173008311098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-light-show-amazing-grace.html' title='Christmas Light Show - Amazing Grace Techno'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-151307423324543109</id><published>2008-12-01T17:12:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T17:36:03.997-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Beginning To Look A Lot Like Christmas...</title><content type='html'>I was in the festive mood set by the season so I decided to do a little decorating. Brando was responsible for inside while I worked on an outside display. I hope you like the pictures. I hope it helps get you in the mood. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274964647062370802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/STRwZgblefI/AAAAAAAAAO0/GFT5EjSmTx8/s400/Picture+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Brandos Christmas Tree)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274964969428119346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/STRwsRVkbzI/AAAAAAAAAO8/6QIAHIQdrLU/s400/Picture+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Brandos Snowman Street Lamp)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274965248243906194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/STRw8gAbtpI/AAAAAAAAAPE/bvrwP8xxoUc/s400/Picture+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(My House Decorations)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed id="VideoPlayback" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docid=8939665883417749155&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=true" style="width:400px;height:326px" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(My Lightshow)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-151307423324543109?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/151307423324543109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=151307423324543109' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/151307423324543109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/151307423324543109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-beginning-to-look-lot-like.html' title='It&apos;s Beginning To Look A Lot Like Christmas...'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/STRwZgblefI/AAAAAAAAAO0/GFT5EjSmTx8/s72-c/Picture+082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-510316649933370622</id><published>2008-11-24T16:47:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T17:02:00.951-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gettin Ready 4 Turkey N Tucky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://holistichealingdoctor.com/db4/00309/holistichealingdoctor.com/_uimages/fat20belly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://holistichealingdoctor.com/db4/00309/holistichealingdoctor.com/_uimages/fat20belly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gettin&lt;/span&gt; ready for turkey n Tucky. I cant wait to get down there and fill my guts till I feel like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sploded&lt;/span&gt; opossum on the side of the road. (What did you say? I spelled opossum correctly?... Of coarse what do you think I am?...A barbarian?) I usually stop just before my jeans button is about to pop. Who knows this year I could be convicted of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wreckless&lt;/span&gt; homicide if the rivet was to let go and someone is in the line of fire. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I get down there I will be in full on consume mode and the women and children best just skinny on out the back if they know whats good for them. I luvs me some turkey and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fixins&lt;/span&gt; like a fat kid luvs cake. Anyone caught in the onslaught should just drag their wounded bodies to the side of the room and assume the tornado position just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;in case&lt;/span&gt; a fork goes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;flyin&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get this manly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;physique&lt;/span&gt; overnight. It takes years of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;commitment&lt;/span&gt; and dedication and a pinch of gluttony. We are packing the hand truck with us and taking the seats out of the van so Brando will have a place to stick me and wont have to roll me out to the van like a butterball turkey. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Mmmmm&lt;/span&gt; turkey..... Sorry I digest...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope that everyone can have a belly busting and relaxing turkey day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-510316649933370622?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/510316649933370622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=510316649933370622' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/510316649933370622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/510316649933370622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/11/gettin-ready-4-turkey-n-tucky.html' title='Gettin Ready 4 Turkey N Tucky'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-4986987801400494487</id><published>2008-11-17T11:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T12:10:04.706-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW EGG LAYING CHAMPIONS OF THE WORLD!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday my little girls set a new world....er &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;aahh&lt;/span&gt; yard record for our house but still an impressive feat none the less. I got 8 eggs out of 8 chickens. Did I hear someone yell bullshit? No I promise you that is what happened because the night before I forgot to get the eggs at the normal time and it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;waaaaay&lt;/span&gt; after dark and when I got them they were all nice and cold from not being sat on for a while. So I am sure there were no eggs left from the day before. I am proud of the girls for stepping up to get this achievement that is something to crow about. So far the lights have seemed to work. I have a 40 watt light in the coop and Christmas lights strung around the bottom so were ever they are bombarded by some light to help them lay. I have the lights on a timer so they do get dark for sleepy time but with the days getting short and the nights getting long every little bit helps. It causes havoc on the egg laying. Scientist have even tested the effects of light on blind chickens and it will even improve egg laying with them also. It is said that the light rays, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;specifically&lt;/span&gt; the red spectrum, is absorbed through their skull to their brain to stimulate egg production. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;WHOD&lt;/span&gt; A THUNK IT???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-4986987801400494487?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/4986987801400494487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=4986987801400494487' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/4986987801400494487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/4986987801400494487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-egg-laying-champions-of-world.html' title='NEW EGG LAYING CHAMPIONS OF THE WORLD!!!'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-810757885050574960</id><published>2008-11-11T08:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T08:23:44.794-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy weekend</title><content type='html'>This weekend we worked harder than we have for months.  Here is a list of the stuff we did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Changed oil in work car&lt;br /&gt;2. Changed oil in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Brandos&lt;/span&gt; van&lt;br /&gt;3.  Winterized the camper&lt;br /&gt;4.  Blew the leaves in the front ditch&lt;br /&gt;5.  Burned said leaves&lt;br /&gt;6.  Cleaned garage&lt;br /&gt;7.  Took stuff to storage bay&lt;br /&gt;8.  Cleaned Chicken house&lt;br /&gt;9.  Moved rabbits&lt;br /&gt;10. Built nesting boxes for rabbits&lt;br /&gt;11.  Sealed up vents under the house for winter&lt;br /&gt;12. Used bail of hay for wind brake for dog house&lt;br /&gt;13.  Put hay in dogs house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to get back to work for a rest.  We got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;allot&lt;/span&gt; done.  I cleaned the gutters and pruned and netted the pond earlier in the week for winter also.  My lawn mower needs a battery but I think that I will wait till spring.  Also after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mulching&lt;/span&gt; up about a ton of leaves I notices grass sticking out of the mower deck.  Upon closer inspection I see that there is rust holes in the deck.  As I clean out the deck a bit I realize that there are several large holes in the deck.  I guess that I will have to get someone to weld some plate over the holes cause Brando already said that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; getting a new mower.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-810757885050574960?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/810757885050574960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=810757885050574960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/810757885050574960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/810757885050574960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/11/busy-weekend.html' title='Busy weekend'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-4532262331076977028</id><published>2008-11-05T12:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T12:35:57.184-06:00</updated><title type='text'>OIY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jpVm59Q7Xb0/R4PDuwzj-yI/AAAAAAAABks/LmfH4BX3GpY/s320/obama_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jpVm59Q7Xb0/R4PDuwzj-yI/AAAAAAAABks/LmfH4BX3GpY/s320/obama_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I came out of the house to a flat tire. I screamed, "DAMN YOU OBAMA!!" Next I went to the gas station to fill up and had to wait for a pump. Once again I yelled, "DAMN YOU OBAMA!!" Then, on the way to work, I almost hit a deer crossing the rode. "DAMN YOU OBAMA!!!" After finally arriving at work from all this, I find out that half the parking lot in closed and the other half is full. What did I say you might ask &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yourself&lt;/span&gt;? You guessed it. "DAMN YOU OBAMA!!!!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; really blame him for all of this. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think he had anything to do with the deer. Its just kinda fun to say and I will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thoroughly&lt;/span&gt; enjoy saying it for the next 4 years......Who knows?...Maybe 8.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-4532262331076977028?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/4532262331076977028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=4532262331076977028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/4532262331076977028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/4532262331076977028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/11/oiy.html' title='OIY!!!'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jpVm59Q7Xb0/R4PDuwzj-yI/AAAAAAAABks/LmfH4BX3GpY/s72-c/obama_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-7766717972434984802</id><published>2008-11-02T10:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T10:56:42.289-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ALL DONE</title><content type='html'>We finally got everything cleared out of the yard about 6:30 last night and man were we pooped.  The only brake we took was when we made a run to Taco Bell about 1 oclock to get re-energized.  The brake helped because we were really dragging.  My brother-in-law picked a bad time to visit because while I hooked up the horse trailer he helped Brando take down the mausoleum.  After pulling in the drive way we had it loaded in record time and my bro-in-law even followed us out to the storage bay to unload all the decorations.    Thanks to anyone and everyone who helped get everything put up and tore down.  Hope to have the energy to get it put all back up next year.  I have 363 days to recoop.  Wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-7766717972434984802?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/7766717972434984802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=7766717972434984802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7766717972434984802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7766717972434984802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/11/all-done.html' title='ALL DONE'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-7868780106393548739</id><published>2008-11-01T09:05:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T09:21:44.031-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That Was Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SQxlUIMdvVI/AAAAAAAAAOs/rarKFD2qyxQ/s1600-h/Picture+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263693460960820562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SQxlUIMdvVI/AAAAAAAAAOs/rarKFD2qyxQ/s400/Picture+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SQxk__FQhzI/AAAAAAAAAOk/m-ntEYdb950/s1600-h/Picture+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263693114917291826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SQxk__FQhzI/AAAAAAAAAOk/m-ntEYdb950/s400/Picture+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SQxk0BlTeKI/AAAAAAAAAOc/lnix_UxwtfE/s1600-h/Picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263692909430143138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SQxk0BlTeKI/AAAAAAAAAOc/lnix_UxwtfE/s400/Picture+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SQxkWPEeR3I/AAAAAAAAAOM/-OtEDj_p-Fw/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263692397654460274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SQxkWPEeR3I/AAAAAAAAAOM/-OtEDj_p-Fw/s400/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halloween once again has come and gone. All their is left is the putting all the stuff away. Some people might call it crap but I call it......well at this point, crap. I am not looking forward to getting all this stuff crammed in the garage. Oh well it has to be done might as well grin and bare it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had 90 TOTS last night which was a bit low but il take it. The highest we have had was 126 in the past but as Pilot said the two neighboring towns had TOT on the same night. We had a few new faces this year and a few we expected to come didnt show. Halloween in a busy time when you have a child and all the family expects you to make the rounds to their house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all I think the night turned out pretty well. Mort only made one person jump in the ditch this year so he did his job. I only had one kid cry slightly and most came up to the porch. Kids are either getting braver or dumber. I hope not the latter. I hope everyone had a good time last night in whatever you did. And to all..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-7868780106393548739?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/7868780106393548739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=7868780106393548739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7868780106393548739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7868780106393548739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/11/that-was-halloween.html' title='That Was Halloween'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SQxlUIMdvVI/AAAAAAAAAOs/rarKFD2qyxQ/s72-c/Picture+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-4920488792949421226</id><published>2008-10-29T16:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T17:02:05.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This IS HALLOWEEN!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SQjdWDzxGlI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Vg-ePF-2mi0/s1600-h/Picture-008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262699535631718994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SQjdWDzxGlI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Vg-ePF-2mi0/s400/Picture-008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halloween is just a few days away and as much as I am looking forward to it, I am also ready for it to be over. I feel like I havent done near enough this year for Halloween and feel like I am cheating the people who will come and check out the house. I dont see too much different with the house and afraid it is getting ho hum for the kids. Do I have a valid concern or am I just being dumb. I hope the latter because that would seem fit for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Halloween is on its way......Hurry Up and Get Here!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-4920488792949421226?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/4920488792949421226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=4920488792949421226' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/4920488792949421226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/4920488792949421226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-halloween.html' title='This IS HALLOWEEN!!'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SQjdWDzxGlI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Vg-ePF-2mi0/s72-c/Picture-008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-7269401201473904967</id><published>2008-10-14T12:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T13:03:21.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wolf Creek Cemetery Is HERE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mysite.verizon.net/resxm0tz/sitebuildercontent/sitebuilderpictures/Picture-009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://mysite.verizon.net/resxm0tz/sitebuildercontent/sitebuilderpictures/Picture-009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out the new site : &lt;a href="http://www.wolfcreekcemetery.com/"&gt;http://www.wolfcreekcemetery.com/&lt;/a&gt; I had to move it because the Geocities site had a bandwidth hourly cap and would shut it down for an hour when exceeded. ( Site was shut down 50 times in 6 days) Finally I got the site moved and been fine tuning on it a bit. I hope you enjoy it. Looks like the old one but different. Check out the 2008 photos and projects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope to see everyone soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-7269401201473904967?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/7269401201473904967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=7269401201473904967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7269401201473904967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7269401201473904967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/10/wolf-creek-cemetery-is-here.html' title='Wolf Creek Cemetery Is HERE!!!'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-7201277771115916323</id><published>2008-09-23T11:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T12:05:22.811-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wolf Creek Cemetery Coming Soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SNkhmiqTA1I/AAAAAAAAAKs/q3gE5TsINaY/s1600-h/Wolf+Creek+Red.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249263786699981650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SNkhmiqTA1I/AAAAAAAAAKs/q3gE5TsINaY/s400/Wolf+Creek+Red.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DW&lt;/span&gt;, kids and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bubby&lt;/span&gt; went out to the storage bay and grabbed some of our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;over sized&lt;/span&gt; props for this years haunt. We got them in the yard and went back for the Mausoleum and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;monster&lt;/span&gt; in the box. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I am hoping to at least get the cemetery arch way and fencing up. Anything else is a bonus. Maybe the thunder columns will be hooked up with the lightening a thunder generator too. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Here's&lt;/span&gt; keeping my fingers crossed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have piano lessons tonight, and tumbling practice Wednesday and Thursday so I hope to get a few things up before this weekend went we get to go visit my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cuzes&lt;/span&gt; new house. I can't wait. I also hope to get the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; to visit a couple of Halloween stores down in that area too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Eville&lt;/span&gt; this weekend and I was thoroughly disappointed in what all the stores have down there. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Alot&lt;/span&gt; of the same crap you see every year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-7201277771115916323?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/7201277771115916323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=7201277771115916323' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7201277771115916323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7201277771115916323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/09/wolf-creek-cemetery-coming-soon.html' title='Wolf Creek Cemetery Coming Soon'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SNkhmiqTA1I/AAAAAAAAAKs/q3gE5TsINaY/s72-c/Wolf+Creek+Red.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-6135361867510056256</id><published>2008-09-18T11:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T12:12:15.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 15th Wedding Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://logo.cafepress.com/8/2151179.3032088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://logo.cafepress.com/8/2151179.3032088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I have been married to my wonderful, marvelous and I must admit sexy wife for 15 years. Whats that??? Did I hear someone yell bullshit in the crowd. Yes, I can understand why everyone may think that I am telling a fib but it is true. There is someone on Gods green Earth that can stand my ugly ass this long. It came as quite a surprise to me also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are reading this I would like for you to stand up..... Go ahead stand up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now lets put our hands together and give Brando a round of applause. (Go ahead Brando take a bow.) Ok, thats enough... Now everyone please bow your heads in prayer and pray to give Brando the strength to endure my worthless hiney hole for a few more years. (A few more years is about all I can reasonable ask for. I mean she is a wonderful person but shes no saint. Lets get real here.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brando, all kidding aside, I want you to know that you are the light of my life, the sun of my day and the stars of my night. I couldn't begin to think of living this life without you. You are the central hub of the family and a wonderful Mom and wife. I surely was blessed to have been given the chance to be a part of your life. I love you and will always love you until time itself doesn't exist. You are truly my one and only love..... You might say, my SOUL MATE. But who really believes in that stuff anyway?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 15th ANNIVERSARY BABY!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YA!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-6135361867510056256?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/6135361867510056256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=6135361867510056256' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/6135361867510056256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/6135361867510056256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-15th-wedding-anniversary.html' title='Happy 15th Wedding Anniversary'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-5257157022591238157</id><published>2008-09-17T14:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T14:55:04.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell Why Not Bail Me Out???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.finfacts.ie/artman/uploads/2/AIG_greenberg_sept172008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.finfacts.ie/artman/uploads/2/AIG_greenberg_sept172008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;( And here is a picture of the assholes that caused it all)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Once again the public tax payer is forced to bail out some big company who's executives lived high on the hog and cooked the book to ride their pony until it dropped. WTF? If I take my money to a casino in Vegas and put it all on one roll of the dice and bust is the federal government gonna bail me out. Hell NO! Id be out on the street as fast as you could bat an eye. What a crock of shit. I know why we are forced to do so not because of all the people who were insured with AIG would be uninsured and there polices would be worth what I flush down the toilet. I feel bad for them but they can get a new policy with a new company unless they are mid claim. However I think that I would be &lt;strong&gt;pissed&lt;/strong&gt; if my retirement was through that company and it when belly up. What a kick in the crotch. I hope they parade the executives that caused this flop out in the middle of the street and give everyone a pair of clippers and as they walk by them clip a piece of them off and then throw and bit of salt where they clipped. I know where I would start first. We are in the mids of a war that is costing us a ton, business that cook the books and fall on there faces and an election year. WTF else could go wrong??? Heaven help us because no one else on this planet seems to have a clue. Maybe we can come up with a bunch of government programs to help deadbeats get mansions to live in. &lt;strong&gt;HELL WHY NOT&lt;/strong&gt;!!! Might as well take all of my check. Its not like I worked for it or anything. This shit really chaffs my cherries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-5257157022591238157?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/5257157022591238157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=5257157022591238157' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/5257157022591238157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/5257157022591238157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/09/hell-why-not-bail-me-out.html' title='Hell Why Not Bail Me Out???'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-3195075704295157767</id><published>2008-09-15T12:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T12:34:23.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wet Rabbits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_i7ymkA4U878/Rx_m2EPo9eI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/leo1I_Upzyk/100_1399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_i7ymkA4U878/Rx_m2EPo9eI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/leo1I_Upzyk/100_1399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was the day that what was left of Ike blew threw. I was standing at dinning room winds when the house creeked. I don't think I have ever heard that noise before. The wind gust must have been considerable. Brando looked outside and the rabbits cage lid was blown up and the little bunnies were getting soaked. I put on a shirt and braved the elements to save the little long eared fuz balls. Then about 10 minutes later another gust blew threw and low and behold the rabbit lid was up again. Once again I went to their rescue. I will have to build a latch for the cage. Poor little bunnies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-3195075704295157767?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3195075704295157767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=3195075704295157767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/3195075704295157767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/3195075704295157767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/09/wet-rabbits.html' title='Wet Rabbits'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_i7ymkA4U878/Rx_m2EPo9eI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/leo1I_Upzyk/s72-c/100_1399.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-5079364557313320303</id><published>2008-09-14T11:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T11:51:34.948-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Match-o-matic II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://a.abcnews.com/images/Politics/matchomatic_pollTracker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://a.abcnews.com/images/Politics/matchomatic_pollTracker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my friends at sent me a test to take to see which candidate I agree with. I must admit that both were very similar to some extent. After taking the test I had picked 10 or of 13 total quotes for McCain. What does this mean? Absolutely nothing. I really was suprised and now I would like to offer this test and have everyone post in the comments how they done. Please post honestly as I have. I am sure I could take the test again and the results might change a bit but I thought that I would offer it to anyone willing to take the test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the link: &lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/politics/MatchoMatic/fullpage?id=5542139"&gt;http://abcnews.go.com/politics/MatchoMatic/fullpage?id=5542139&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-5079364557313320303?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/5079364557313320303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=5079364557313320303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/5079364557313320303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/5079364557313320303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/09/match-o-matic-ii.html' title='Match-o-matic II'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-7865441043768738212</id><published>2008-09-12T11:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T12:27:42.061-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Safe at Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SMqk3qEBluI/AAAAAAAAAKk/KyFbS5QfVKw/s1600-h/uhaI_2_640x480.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245185992117294818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SMqk3qEBluI/AAAAAAAAAKk/KyFbS5QfVKw/s400/uhaI_2_640x480.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got back from Houston last night around 8:30 pm. We were on the fence about leaving early until we heard about mandatory evacuations of the Galveston area. We got our airplane tickets bumped up a day and checked out on Thursday morning. While checking out, we over heard the hotel workers turning down someone wanting to stay for the night. They asked if they had rooms empty and the hotel said yes but they could not rent them out with the evacuation. I guess the hotel will be emptied sometime soon. We got the heck out of Dodge or Houston as the case may be and headed to the airport to turn in our rental car. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We looked for gas stations to fill up the tank before turning it in and all the stations were packed with cars. Some on the news showed NO GAS signs out front from all the people filling up to evacuate. We finally found an empty station close to the airport. Traffic was not too bad since we were heading South to Hobby and everyone else was heading North to safety. We got the car turned in and got to a jammed packed airport. The ticket lines was passed the cattle stalls and out to the main walking area. I stood in line while Brando got our ticket at a ticket only window to help move our transaction at the counted with luggage check in a little quicker. The guy behind us said he that he flies out every week and never seen it like this. I told him that if they are anything like Phoenix that they will have us at the counter soon. The line at Phoenix was twice as long and I was checking bags in about 20 minutes. 10 minutes later we had our bags checked and on our way to security. 5 minutes later I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tieing&lt;/span&gt; my shoes and headed to the gate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ate at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Papacitoes&lt;/span&gt; and sat to wait for the plane. While waiting we heard that by 9 am Friday the airport would be closed. We were suppose to fly out of there at 1:30 pm. This would have put a crimp in our plans. Our plane was about 20 minutes late and after boarding and getting all the standbys on the plane we took off about 30 minutes late. So we also arrived at St. Louis 30 minutes late. We ate at Hooters and headed home to our wonder little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chillin&lt;/span&gt;. Mom and Dad had taken very good care of them. The first thing out of their mouth was MOMMY &amp;amp; DADDY! Then came the inevitable, What did you bring us? Kids...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah all this happene on 9-11.....  We fly to stick it to the terrorists!.....  and to flee the oncoming hurricane.  Take that you stinking terrorist!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-7865441043768738212?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/7865441043768738212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=7865441043768738212' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7865441043768738212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7865441043768738212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/09/safe-at-home.html' title='Safe at Home'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SMqk3qEBluI/AAAAAAAAAKk/KyFbS5QfVKw/s72-c/uhaI_2_640x480.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-2715910958049076877</id><published>2008-09-05T21:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T21:41:42.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A House Full Of Pizza.....</title><content type='html'>.... and I can't eat any of it.  Tonight Yin and Yuri are doing some of their gymnastic moves in the living room floor called a pizza.  It is what I call a back bend but they also call it a bridge but the little kids class call it the pizza.  I have a couple of pieces in the fridge and a couple of goofballs in the livingroom floor and being that I am taking my Bros advice about trying to go gluten free to maybe help cure some of my recent symptoms a can't have any pizza.  Funny how you don't really want something until you can't have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chickens are doing well but we only got 3 eggs today.  Maybe it is just the cycle of things and not a sign of being unhappy with me.  We have 2 dozen in the fridge and when Mammer Jammer comes up this weekend, we hope to have enought to keep everyone filled to the brim with eggs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are gearing up for our venture South.  We leave for Houston Monday morning and the kiddos will stay with my Mom and Dad.  Heaven help them.  I know them miss the kids when they are gone but I am sure they will have their fill by time we get back on Friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend.  Looks like we are in for a bit cooler weather.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-2715910958049076877?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/2715910958049076877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=2715910958049076877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/2715910958049076877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/2715910958049076877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/09/house-full-of-pizza.html' title='A House Full Of Pizza.....'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-8657033862174593342</id><published>2008-09-05T07:53:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T17:41:33.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://deepblade.net/journal/anwroil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://deepblade.net/journal/anwroil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at these poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Caribou&lt;/span&gt; obviously upset about the oil rig &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;encroaching&lt;/span&gt; on there territory. I bet the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Caribou&lt;/span&gt; would like something more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;aesthetically&lt;/span&gt; pleasing like a Starbucks Coffee House on there block. I bet property values would soar then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is what you see in the media about the drill site in the Arctic National Refugee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.bergoiata.org/fe/divers54/baby%20seal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is what is really there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What??? You can't see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt;??? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because at there proposed drill site there is nothing to see. Nothing but a few Caribou. Don't get me wrong, I think that we do need to reduce our use of oil both foreign and domestic but unfortunately the technology to do so isn't there yet. It is on the horizon but until then we need a plan to help everyone out. I personally don't gripe about what I pay at the pump. I pay the same price as everyone else out there and I along with everyone else that has and operates a gasoline or diesel combustion engine are part of the problem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that the money I pay at the pump is a fine for being part of this global problem. If the fine gets big enough then I personally will find ways to reduce my use of it. The reason big oil hasn't been charge with any wrong doing is because they haven't really done anything wrong. I hate to see people making billions of dollars in profit but in the right context this is not outrageous profits. These companies in prospective are making roughly 10% profit. They have to spend 100 billion a year to make 10 billion profit. They do it because they have the deep pockets to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Marts profit margin is??? I can assure you it is several times over 10%. But they only make several million a year in profit and the public outcry goes unnoticed because of the big oil profit. Most companies couldn't stay in business with only a 10% profit margin when the federal regulations are changed for day to day. Everyday the EPA, OSHA and federal government change the rules on what is legal to do. Can you play a game where the rules change from second to second. How would you feel if you made 10% on your 401k with inflation at 5 to 6%???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try building a multi million dollar unit as big as a city block in a refinery that will not make you a dime because the EPA &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mandated&lt;/span&gt; that you must have that unit only to say that in 4 years that it is illegal to run that unit. Try opening up a refinery today to help &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;relieve&lt;/span&gt; our refining capacity shortfall and see how the EPA will help you. NO NEW REFINERIES HAVE BEEN BUILT SINCE THE 80s AND SINCE THEN SEVERAL HAVE SHUT DOWN DUE TO THE EPA. I wonder why gas is 4 dollars a gallon? Just something to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I am off my little soapbox. I am not really pro anything. I would like things to be good for everyone on GODS green Earth, however I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think we are going to get there by posting information to support my own agenda either. Lets just see how hard we can spin this. The people that need elected will spin this issue which ever way the public opinion needs them to spin it to get elected or reelected. The TRUTH is there really is NO TRUTH just the way it is. There is no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;politician&lt;/span&gt; that is not biased and to think there is you are a fool. If we could spin this hard enough maybe we can spin the Earth fast enough to get rid of this problem, which is all of us. Who is the enemy here? Look in the mirror. I shave the enemies face every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advice for the reader is to not to believe the HYPE of everything you see and hear in the media. Look at several sources of information and make an educated opinion about the subject. The majority of the population seems to make there opinion on what the headlines read in there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;politically&lt;/span&gt; ran daily newspaper. I challenge you to look beyond your own agenda and beyond what people are PAYED to print.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-8657033862174593342?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8657033862174593342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=8657033862174593342' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/8657033862174593342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/8657033862174593342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/09/truth.html' title='The Truth???'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-3931004575900139161</id><published>2008-09-04T12:09:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T16:17:45.594-05:00</updated><title type='text'>STRIKE AVERTED!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.squidoo.com/resize/squidoo_images/-1/lens1877698_chicken-strike.jpg1204233829"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.squidoo.com/resize/squidoo_images/-1/lens1877698_chicken-strike.jpg1204233829" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.squidoo.com/resize/squidoo_images/-1/lens1877698_chicken-strike.jpg1204233829"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STRIKE AVERTED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I think The Girls and I have come to an agreement. They will lay the eggs and I will continue to feed and water them. Clause 3 paragraph 2 states that the care giver will make sure the workers of The Girls &amp;amp; Double U Egg Factory, (they get top billing), will provide ample food and water at all times. There was a jocking for position at the signing and they threw in a last minute amendment for an occasional romp around the yard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Feeling particularly bad about the horrible conditions that The Girls had to endure, I was caught in a weak moment and agreed to all demands. Now I check on there amenities every day when I get home and check on them, of the evening, to see if there are any problems with their accommodations. So far egg production has increased to 4 eggs a day. Now we are seeing white eggs so the offenders are now starting back to work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What they don't know is that they are working for chicken feed and their union rep. didn't mention anything about a health care or pension plan. I hope they don't get wind of that or I may be hiring scabs. Oh well, they signed a 2 year contract so after the contract is up and they strike again there maybe some jobs on the chopping block. Literally!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Oh yeah it is also written in the contract that when referring to them in writing, I must capitalize The Girls. What can you say? There only chickens.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-3931004575900139161?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3931004575900139161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=3931004575900139161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/3931004575900139161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/3931004575900139161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/09/strike-averted.html' title='STRIKE AVERTED!!!!!'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-1924113580848123137</id><published>2008-08-31T20:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T21:17:08.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chickens on STRIKE!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well they gone and done it...... They done went and struck on me. After all I have done for them, they do this. For the past few days we have only gotten 2 eggs out of 8 chickens. I know which ones are holding out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the White Pearls because for about a week now we have only been getting brown eggs and those are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;layed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by the Black Star hens. I think I have figured out the major malfunction..... I haven't been squeezing them hard enough...He he he. NO I am just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I haven't been feeding them enough and it took a while to show and now since I have purchased a new feeder, and there is corn and laying mash a plenty, it will take a while before I see any more production from the hens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to see some production increases in the next week or so. Not sure how long it takes to get their little systems cranked back up. I may have to concede to their contract demands but, I think daily foot massages and heated roosts are a bit much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240869529697963858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SLtPEefQz1I/AAAAAAAAAKc/ok3e9V0eDn0/s400/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Uh-Oh I've been had!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(The only picture I got of their super secret union meeting before being spotted and flogged back up to the house. I barely made it with the camera &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;intact&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-1924113580848123137?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/1924113580848123137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=1924113580848123137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/1924113580848123137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/1924113580848123137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/08/chickens-on-strike.html' title='Chickens on STRIKE!!!!'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SLtPEefQz1I/AAAAAAAAAKc/ok3e9V0eDn0/s72-c/Picture+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-3840705803837979684</id><published>2008-08-31T20:42:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T20:58:10.032-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wolf Creek Cemetery</title><content type='html'>Not the site.....The place. Today my sweetie Brando took me to a place I have wanted to go for a while. It wasn't Disney by no means but pretty neat all the same. It was a little known cemetery called Wolf Creek Cemetery. We got the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;coords&lt;/span&gt; off Google and headed on our way. It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; have any signage to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;speak&lt;/span&gt; of but it is the only cemetery anywhere close to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;original&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;coords&lt;/span&gt; which were pretty close. Here is a pic of the small cemetery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240864430589876706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SLtKbq1KGeI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/mZl_egkuyIc/s400/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also ventured a bit further North and went to Wolf Creek State Park. The rangers were really nice and I told them I was sorry they were on the list to be closed down November 1st and our little park was on the block a few years ago and we rose such a stink we pulled it back from the brink of destruction. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; a bit over dramatic but still it was a good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;accomplishment&lt;/span&gt;. Here is a pic of the state park sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240864824875928370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SLtKynqRyzI/AAAAAAAAAKE/6OzXlR5UVd8/s400/Picture+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brando and Yuri went on a small hike while I stayed with sleeping Yin in the car. When they came back they had little mites all over there socks and we had to douse them with insect repellent just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;in case&lt;/span&gt; they were biting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;nasties&lt;/span&gt;. Here is a pic of their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;adventures&lt;/span&gt; of Lake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Shelbyville&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240865316062108386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SLtLPNeMGuI/AAAAAAAAAKM/qtxN59N8OSk/s400/Picture+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240865605810323922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SLtLgE3jAdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/b11ESMu6LEM/s400/Picture+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope everyone enjoyed their weekend.  It went way too fast.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-3840705803837979684?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3840705803837979684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=3840705803837979684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/3840705803837979684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/3840705803837979684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/08/wolf-creek-cemetery.html' title='Wolf Creek Cemetery'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SLtKbq1KGeI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/mZl_egkuyIc/s72-c/Picture+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-1092002600504632416</id><published>2008-08-20T17:08:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T05:47:03.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm shaven the chickens and pluckin the hogs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SKyXMoeOXkI/AAAAAAAAAJc/upJLkLa4M4k/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236726710003457602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SKyXMoeOXkI/AAAAAAAAAJc/upJLkLa4M4k/s400/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see I added a egg ticker to the blog for a running total. Today we had 5 white and 1 brown. 1 ckicken was confused and layed her egg on the ground. Not sure if the bin was occupied or what. It seems that they prefer the corner nest for laying for that is the only nest we find eggs in. I finally took some pictures with the chicken tractor to full capacity. I built it for 6 chicken comfortably but now I am wondering if it is a bit cramped. In a week or so I plan on letting them out during the day to see how it all works out. I had to modify the bottom to be fitted with a door for access to the bottom for the lazy chickens that dont wanna wait for the corner nest to open up. Like there isn't 2 other nest right beside it. Oh well they are just chickens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236726921112911106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SKyXY66o_QI/AAAAAAAAAJk/5MxFPLOT9oI/s400/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Here are the girls all up to mischeif)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236727152462918418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SKyXmYwx8xI/AAAAAAAAAJs/hEex3mzezTI/s400/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(This is a shot of the door I added for easy access)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236727354941317714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SKyXyLDZIlI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/X6RGxINmUvY/s400/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;(He is the money shot of the corner nest complete with egg)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-1092002600504632416?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/1092002600504632416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=1092002600504632416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/1092002600504632416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/1092002600504632416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-shaven-chickens-and-pluckin-hogs.html' title='I&apos;m shaven the chickens and pluckin the hogs!'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SKyXMoeOXkI/AAAAAAAAAJc/upJLkLa4M4k/s72-c/Picture+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-9014547008387706408</id><published>2008-08-16T20:16:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T07:45:47.068-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Tractor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is a chicken tractor you might say. Well, a chicken tractor is a portable chicken coop so as they scratch and mess in one area you can move it to another area. These devices usually have handles an wheels to facilitate the moving of these portable pens. We were showing rabbits for 4-H and told some people that we were interested in chickens so they asked how many. We said, "Oh....about six." They said we needed about a dozen. I didn't want to feed the neighborhood with eggs just enough for ourselves and a few for the neighbors so we ended up with 8 chickens. I also failed to mention that we have already had 1 egg. Yeah baby and thats when the big bucks start rollin in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are there fancy digs that though the help of the world wide webs helped me come up with a plan. I hope you like and I hope the chickens &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; mind them either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235290943775115618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SKd9YCeJCWI/AAAAAAAAAJE/8AIdKw7W7tI/s400/Picture+152.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is my chicken tractor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235291223926916738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SKd9oWHiRoI/AAAAAAAAAJM/1kBa8hzGt_s/s400/Picture+154.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here is the back hatch to collect the eggs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235291440896193410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SKd90-ZCs4I/AAAAAAAAAJU/x8NdQMzhwVQ/s400/Picture+150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here is the inside. It has 3 bins for the hens to lay there eggs to the left. There is a vent on each side for cross ventilation and a hatch to go below into the bottom where they can eat grass and bugs and enjoy the sun and air. There is also a 5 foot roost up top that is not shown in this picture.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If you are interested in seeing other chicken tractors click &lt;a href="http://home.centurytel.net/thecitychicken/tractors.html"&gt;here&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/22280332-9014547008387706408?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/9014547008387706408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=9014547008387706408' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/9014547008387706408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/9014547008387706408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/08/chicken-tractor.html' title='Chicken Tractor'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/SKd9YCeJCWI/AAAAAAAAAJE/8AIdKw7W7tI/s72-c/Picture+152.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-7784926632076986726</id><published>2008-08-05T12:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T12:31:18.321-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Far So Good</title><content type='html'>No more fishes have died and all is well in the pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Yuri was puking but today seems to be on the mend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brando and I purchased a Wii and Wii Fit and have been Wii Wiing it up at the house.  I think I will need a day or two for my shoulder and back to recover from Boxing, Golf and Bowling.  It is alot of fun but easily overdone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuri sold his rabbit at the 4-H fair.  You would not believe what rabbits are going for at this day and age but if I could I would have a rabbit farm.  He also did very well at the Horse Show including a first place trophy for his first show.  We are really proud of our little Yuri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround at work is over until spring of next year which will be the worst one of all, from what everyone is saying.  Normal Turnarounds last 3 to 5 weeks this one is scheduled for 8 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting my car worked on to help save gas but I have a feeling that it will cost a mint to get the shitbox out of the shop.  I have my fingers crossed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for the Cache Slash Event and even more amped about Halloween.  Wish I could get moving on my projects for this year.  Maybe this weekend I will get off my but.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-7784926632076986726?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/7784926632076986726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=7784926632076986726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7784926632076986726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7784926632076986726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-far-so-good.html' title='So Far So Good'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-3347516665104118785</id><published>2008-07-26T11:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T11:59:05.645-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Fishes</title><content type='html'>Well the final count for dead fish is 13.  Ooooooooooo what a scarey number.  Most of the fish that died were the smaller ones and only a couple of mid size but it looks like all of the bigger fish made it though.  I was starting to wonder because one of the bigger koi quit eating for a couple of days and started breaching out of the water on occation which is unusual.  He calmed back down and started eating and acting normal.  The water pump has been running ever since I installed it to help get the O2 level back up.  All seems well now in the pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mowed the yard a couple of days ago and while doing so mulched up the 13 dried fish bodies that laid in the yard.  They were all dried and pale.  I picked one up and it was as light as a feather and the texture of paper.  He chipped up nicely into dust.  Probably with the kill I wound up losing about 50 or so dollars in fish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been working on 4H projects for this week and the kids and wife have been at a dead run for the past few weeks.  First it was bible school, then swim lessons, then 4H.  The kids havent had much of a break since school and nether has Brando. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some drama down the road and found out that someone came home and found someone sleeping in there bed.........with there spouse.  Maybe they were tired.  I get tired through the day but I think I would think twice before napping when the hired help is around just incase they get tired and decide to take a nap too.  That would be hard to explain.   I mean who would sleep on the job anyway.   (I am really not that clueless but like to act like I am.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a nice weekend.  I will be spending it at work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-3347516665104118785?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3347516665104118785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=3347516665104118785' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/3347516665104118785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/3347516665104118785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/07/dead-fishes.html' title='Dead Fishes'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-667593578557369218</id><published>2008-07-16T09:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T09:18:26.278-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well CRAP!!!</title><content type='html'>Brando is outta town and everything is going to hell in a handbasket.  It started yesterday when the pump in my pond quit working.  This is the major filter/aireator pump for the pond.  I tried to fix it but to no avail so sometime before 6 pm Monday my pump stoped.  I got up Tuesday morning and yanked the pump to take to work and get replaced but it would have to wait till after work.  I get the pump replaced a race home to put it in and when I did I noticed the pond was really warm and have a smell to it.  While installing the pump I seen the first dead fish.  I scooped it up and tossed him in the yard.  With the pump running I thought well maybe stressed and heat and all.  What I had forgot about was that I had added a chemical to the pond the day before the pump went down and when you add this chemical to the water it kills algea but in doing so you need to keep up the aireation and good circulation to keep the oxygen level up in the pond.  Also the warm water does not hold oxygen very well.  So with the pump down for longer than 24 hours and the chemical that totally kicked the O2 in the ass my total kill count this morning so far is 6 dead fish.  I hope when I get home this evening the numbers dont increase.  When seeing the dead fish this morning I quickly turned on the pump that normally only runs 12 hours a day to help get oxygen back in the pond and did a quick dip test to see what the water was doing.  The only thing it showed was the the Nitrites where high indicating and elevated stress level for the fish.   I hope all is well when I get home.  The pump is a 3600 gal an hour pump in a 2k gal pond so it should get the water circulated and O2 plenty in a hurry but with the pump shutting down at midnight last night and the kill of the algea really hurt the fish.  I should have known better.  I have a spare pump but didnt think I would need it.  I guess you cant fix stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-667593578557369218?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/667593578557369218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=667593578557369218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/667593578557369218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/667593578557369218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/07/well-crap.html' title='Well CRAP!!!'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-5068750539130787290</id><published>2008-07-01T05:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T05:56:57.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG THANKS</title><content type='html'>This is a big&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all who wished me a happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-5068750539130787290?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/5068750539130787290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=5068750539130787290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/5068750539130787290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/5068750539130787290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/07/big-thanks.html' title='BIG THANKS'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-8871290710725668316</id><published>2008-07-01T05:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T05:54:21.141-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially OLD</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I finally turned old.  Yep I have one foot in the grave and the other in an old folks home.  I bet those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wrinkly&lt;/span&gt; women are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HOTTT&lt;/span&gt;.   &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Eeew&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only difference is maybe that I wake up with more aches and pains than I remember when I was younger but my mind is slipping so I cant even rely on my memories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also notice that I have trouble staying on subject when I am blogging so I tend to ramble a bit I hate my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also tend to repeat my self more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;often&lt;/span&gt; than I used to.  I also repeat myself more from time to time and also did I mention that I repeat myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also experiencing trouble getting it up......on outta bed.  Yeah if given a chance I would sleep forever and never get up.  Sometimes my beloved Brando has to put her foot in my back and give me a shove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would type more but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have the energy and I forgot what I was gonna type anyway.....OH by the way did I mention that I like to repeat myself?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-8871290710725668316?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8871290710725668316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=8871290710725668316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/8871290710725668316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/8871290710725668316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/07/officially-old.html' title='Officially OLD'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-1762926872490218088</id><published>2008-06-19T07:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T08:11:31.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Flip this Pin</title><content type='html'>Well, I thought since I have been a posting fool here lately,  I would make a post, count them, TWO months in a row.  WOW!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it back from Gods Country on Monday and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;surveyed&lt;/span&gt; the damage done by the wind.  It is really strange.  If so much as a duck farts in our direction the patio furniture will flip and move and the grill will get shoved off the patio.  However, these are untouched but Waylon's dog pin was picked up and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lifted&lt;/span&gt; over a 5 foot fence and placed on its roof about 25 to 30 feet in the field.  Most of all the dog is perfectly fine.  Mind you this is a 10 X 10 chain link pin with about a 3 hundred pound wood frame and metal panel roof attached to it.  Nothing else was touched.  It was weird.  We got the pin put back but the roof is where the wind left it.  Hopefully we will get a bunch of us together and get it put back on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the religion the I am I know the God tests us in many ways to keep our faith in check as well as others that like to toy with us but so far here is a our grade card for the semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earthquakes           A&lt;br /&gt;Flood                        A&lt;br /&gt;Power Outages       A&lt;br /&gt;Water Outage         A&lt;br /&gt;Dog Pin Flip            A-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have also received information that one of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Brando's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;relatives&lt;/span&gt; has some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;serious&lt;/span&gt; health issues.  Please keep this person in your thoughts a prayers.  I know we will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-1762926872490218088?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/1762926872490218088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=1762926872490218088' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/1762926872490218088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/1762926872490218088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/06/flip-this-pin.html' title='Flip this Pin'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-1531182239653534930</id><published>2008-05-22T14:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T14:26:47.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice visit with the folks.</title><content type='html'>My folks was up this last week and we tried to spend as much time as possible with them.  But, with the warm weather of spring, all the cookouts, birthday partys and ect came outta the woodwork and took some of our time away.  I always miss my mommy and daddy when they go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on vacation last week and my honey put me on a honey do list.  I had a bunch of stuff I planned on getting done but didnt have the energy to do much of it.  Here is a list of things I wanted to do with a asteroid beside what I got done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Clean wash camper for camping&lt;br /&gt;2. Change oil in car&lt;br /&gt;3. Change oil in van *&lt;br /&gt;4.  Change oil in truck&lt;br /&gt;5.  Vacuum out pond&lt;br /&gt;6.  Finish mulching landscaping&lt;br /&gt;7.  Wash Brandos Van*&lt;br /&gt;8.  Clean garage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are things that got added from Brando that got completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Hard wood floor the hallway&lt;br /&gt;2.  Rip up carpeting and tack track from hallway and dining room&lt;br /&gt;3.  Hardwood floor the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the things she wanted to do but didn't get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Hardwood floor the dining room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wants to try to get the dining room done this weekend if the supplies come it.  I am not sure if I am looking forward to battling the easy to snap in floor planks.  The little 3 inch sections at the store are easy to snap in but the 20 foot section you have to put together and fight in all at once is a bear.  Dont believe the hype with these easy to install floors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-1531182239653534930?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/1531182239653534930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=1531182239653534930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/1531182239653534930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/1531182239653534930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/05/nice-visit-with-folks.html' title='Nice visit with the folks.'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-7449682561807563246</id><published>2008-05-11T19:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T19:20:42.532-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta Gun?</title><content type='html'>Done anyone have a gun I could rent and a bullet I can buy?  I am on vacation next week and they have done nothing but call, call, call today.  I wish someone up there would grow a brain.  I cant stand my these call-outs.  I am about to go out of my mind.  Calgone take me away or something like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-7449682561807563246?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/7449682561807563246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=7449682561807563246' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7449682561807563246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7449682561807563246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/05/gotta-gun.html' title='Gotta Gun?'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-7569443511925464709</id><published>2008-05-08T21:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T21:59:42.899-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If Ya Wanna Get The Gooduns Ya Gotta Dig Deep</title><content type='html'>Well my bro and his girlfriend is on vacation.  I wanted to help so we are house sitting while they are away.  The work isnt too taxing.  We just have to bring in the mail and watch over the kitties.  It has been a while since I have had cats so I forgot what it was like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I stepped into the door today there was something that resembled a turd in the floor.  Knowing that cats dont crap in the floor I investigated further.  It was a glob of dried up hair aka a hairball about this side of my small finger.  I felt bad for the furry fella that it came out of.  I checked on the two housemates of my bros and they were just fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had to go check on their food.  It was bone dry.  It went from two heaping bowls to licked clean in two days.  Mind you these are not small bowls.  The water was fine but I gave them fresh water.  I thought to myself where did all that food go to......then I looked in the litter box.  HOLY COW does my brother have cats or cows.  They were as big as the scooper.  I started doing the nasty and when I thought the chore was done I did a cursary scoop then I hit the muther load.  I had to put my back into it.  I swear it was the size of a small saucer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It heaved and grunted and thought about figuring out a way to use the cat litter box side as a fulcrum to haul up the stinky mass.  Finally the big fella relented and I had just enough strength to dump it in the bag.  THUD!!!  Double bagging and double knotting was pretty tough when the bag just fits around it.  Like the title says, if you wanna get the gooduns ya gotta dig deep.  What a whopper.  Hurry home bro, I dont think my back can take it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-7569443511925464709?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/7569443511925464709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=7569443511925464709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7569443511925464709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7569443511925464709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/05/if-ya-wanna-get-gooduns-ya-gotta-dig.html' title='If Ya Wanna Get The Gooduns Ya Gotta Dig Deep'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-3847697563961745697</id><published>2008-05-07T18:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T19:08:21.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Rain Rain</title><content type='html'>Today was.....well you guessed it, rainy.  It has flooded the yard, field and roads around the house.  I stepped outside briefly to unclog the downspouts on the gutters so they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; get ripped off the side of the house from the weight.  I was a bit cold after doing this and so I had to take a nice hot shower and a warm cup of coffee topped off the evening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not been sleeping well.  I have had 3 restless nights in a row and I fear another on the way.  It does not help when you work for someone who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think you need sleep either.  They called at 2 am last night and have been keeping us working steadily for the past three days on stuff that I think could wait till the next work day.  I am getting tired, stressed and angry about the whole situation.  Last night I called my bosses boss to let him know how we are being treated like robots, working on mindless stuff that can wait till the next day just because someone out there said they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; want to wait and wanted it fixed tonight.  This mentality has got to stop.  Working an 8 hour day and coming home to catch up on the stuff you got behind on around the house from working the 5 of the last 7 month 12 hour days 7 days a week.  You are lucky to get in the house before dark which is about 8 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;o'clock&lt;/span&gt;.  You start to wind down for bed and around 9:30 pm the phone rings wanting you to come in and work 8 to 10 more hours with no sleep.  This is very very dangerous and the physical stress is starting to show in our shop.  I wish someone at my work would please grow a brain and save us from this situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pond is as full as I have ever seen it from the rain.  If it keeps this up the fish will have to swim.   (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Chalk&lt;/span&gt; that one up to fatigue and stress)  Have a nice week everyone and hope you get to enjoy the weekend.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; look like I will.  There is no end in sight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-3847697563961745697?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3847697563961745697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=3847697563961745697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/3847697563961745697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/3847697563961745697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/05/rain-rain-rain.html' title='Rain Rain Rain'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-8861117039834632289</id><published>2008-05-01T12:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T12:09:08.158-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Normal</title><content type='html'>Well as back to normal as it gets for me.  I am back on a normal 8 hours shift and loving it.  I have had time to get so much done after work.  It has taken a while to get used to having time and also feeling like doing anything.  I finally had a good nights sleep last night after 4 nights of restlessness.  I hope it one of many to come.  I am not sure what all we are doing this weekend but next weekend me a the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DW&lt;/span&gt; (dear wife) are going to go on vacation overnight by ourselves.  This is a much needed vacation away from the kids.  We are not sure exactly where we are going yet because the hotel we were going to go to is booked.  I am hoping we can find someplace else that will have a relaxing room and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;amenities&lt;/span&gt; we need.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Here's&lt;/span&gt; to wishful thinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-8861117039834632289?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8861117039834632289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=8861117039834632289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/8861117039834632289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/8861117039834632289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/05/back-to-normal.html' title='Back to Normal'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-8459500870533434714</id><published>2008-04-24T19:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T19:46:17.617-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Free At Last, Free At Last, Thank God All Mighty Free At Last</title><content type='html'>Tonight is suppose to be my last night on turnaround.  I feel like a prisoner that is getting ready for a favorable parole hearing.  I can't wait to get away from this place for a while, even if it is only for a day or two. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since turnaround, here is a list of things I have missed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Being able to console my family from the death of a family member.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Being able to console my family from the death of a family pet.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Being home to make sure my family was safe due to a earthquake.&lt;br /&gt;4.  My boys last 2 basketball games where I was told he did quite well.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Countless &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tumbling&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;practices&lt;/span&gt; for my daughter.&lt;br /&gt;6.  Countless piano practices for my son.&lt;br /&gt;7.  Mowing my yard the first few times.  My wife and kids had to pick up my slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just a few that I can come up with recently that happened.  I am sure there are a ton more that I missed out on closer to the beginning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would just like to take this time to say thank you to all my family members and especially my wonderful wife and kids for putting up with me though the duration of this turnaround.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-8459500870533434714?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8459500870533434714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=8459500870533434714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/8459500870533434714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/8459500870533434714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/04/free-at-last-free-at-last-thank-god-all.html' title='Free At Last, Free At Last, Thank God All Mighty Free At Last'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-3602368245252589003</id><published>2008-04-21T06:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T06:13:25.895-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaken but yet to be stirred</title><content type='html'>This morning we are still a rockin and rollin from the recent earthquakes. We had a few people thought they felt something this morining about 12:30 amish an after a bit of wondering and checking the usgs.org site found that our feeling was legit. We had another sizable aftershock Monday, April 21, 2008 at 12:38:30 AM of a magnitude of 4.5 pretty close to where we have had the other aftershocks. Hope everyone slept through it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-3602368245252589003?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3602368245252589003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=3602368245252589003' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/3602368245252589003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/3602368245252589003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/04/shaken-but-yet-to-be-stirred.html' title='Shaken but yet to be stirred'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-6520877516954719848</id><published>2008-04-21T04:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T04:14:35.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seepy Time</title><content type='html'>It is seepy time round here.  It is past 4 in the morning and people on the night shift is falling out about the place.  It looks like Jonestown the day after around here after they had the Kool-aid party.  Yeah we are all felling a little draggy.  I am really missing my bed right now.  We have watched AVPR and Hot Rod tonight.  AVPR is ***1/2 stars and Hot Rod is ** stars for its querky humor.  I really liked the Footloose cutaway to an endless fall part.  I giggled like a school girl.  Well I think one of my fellow nights person has made it back to the shop and we are gonna watch a couple of episodes of Scubs so...... Have a good night night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-6520877516954719848?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/6520877516954719848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=6520877516954719848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/6520877516954719848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/6520877516954719848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/04/seepy-time.html' title='Seepy Time'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-8152074529302141152</id><published>2008-04-20T19:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T20:12:19.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats this?!  Another Post?!</title><content type='html'>Yep, I am having a hot streak of posting activity at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rudy's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mems&lt;/span&gt; Blog. I am not sure where I found this abundance of energy to enter my name and password and make a difference in the world of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the most difficult part of blogging? Well that would be the topic of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;today's&lt;/span&gt; post. Some people will say it is coming up with a topic. Some will say that getting up the nerve to type what you are thinking on a somewhat public forum. While others will say that it is finding a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;relevant&lt;/span&gt; thought that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;conveys&lt;/span&gt; the feeling between blogger and reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I think the hardest part is to get a screwdriver under the G and H keys to pop them out of the keyboard. Why, you may ask? Because I need to make a space for my nose to fit while I am rolling my face back and forth across the keyboard. And THAT is what make an a award winning blog. I would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;categorize&lt;/span&gt; about 98% of my posts fall into this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;prestigious&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;category&lt;/span&gt;. But what do I know. It is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;clinically&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;proven&lt;/span&gt; that 11/10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ths&lt;/span&gt; of the population have trouble with fractions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-8152074529302141152?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8152074529302141152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=8152074529302141152' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/8152074529302141152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/8152074529302141152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/04/whats-this-another-post.html' title='Whats this?!  Another Post?!'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-7586126816506557944</id><published>2008-04-20T04:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T05:00:26.281-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings of a tired mind</title><content type='html'>If you dont know.....I am officially tired.   I have been tired for a while..... Not sure exactly when it struck me but I do know that it has.  What is the symptoms of a tired mind?  Well lets list the ones that have entered my overworked pea size melon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  The improper us of common punctuation@&lt;br /&gt;2,  The inability to edit tipos&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Unable to figure out numeral order&lt;br /&gt;1.5 Not able to have a coherent thought in said melon&lt;br /&gt;E.  What are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nuumber&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Green:  You add a pound of sugar to your cup of coffee to stay awake.&lt;br /&gt;There you have it the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;official&lt;/span&gt; way to figure out the worlds most official way to figure out the worlds most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;official&lt;/span&gt; way to get the right things you need to survive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sleepfullnessly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for tuning in to find out the mental state of the person taping his fingers on the keyboard.  There maybe hope one day for some rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-7586126816506557944?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/7586126816506557944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=7586126816506557944' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7586126816506557944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7586126816506557944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/04/ramblings-of-tired-mind.html' title='Ramblings of a tired mind'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-3665177940656732598</id><published>2008-04-19T03:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T03:36:14.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO EVERYBODY!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hows everyone out there in blogger land????  Just wanted to drop a few lines to all those that tune in every six months or so to see if Rudy has gotten off his lazy A$$ to post.  Well I have and it will be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dooooozy&lt;/span&gt; of a post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I gonna post about you may ask?  Well what else have I been doing for the last 6 months of my life.....working......and endless amount of work due to back to back, pushed back due to gas crack spreads (yes I said it.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CRACK SPREAD&lt;/span&gt;!  he he he) Turnarounds.  And we have yet another one in July &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; to August.  How do I cope you may ask?  Well the first thing you do is take all the photos of your life outside of work and shove them in a locker so you can see how happy you were when you had a family and a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures that remind you that you had a life just depresses you anyway.  I mean, who really needs a loving wife and two wonderful kids.  By now I bet they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; even know who I am any more.  All I need to do is send my money home and pull up a cot and stay here 24/7.  I have everything a person could need right here......like conversing with idiots......frustration with simple tasks.........and a wall to bang my head against.....what more could a man want.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it selfish of me to want a normal life?  For my kids to not look at me as a stranger as I drag myself through the house on the way to the bed?   Yeah I bet it is.  If I really needed it, my work would have provided it for me.  Sorry for all the complaining but this post comes after working 30-12hr days straight and then being swung to 12 hr nights with about another week or so to go.   All this while trying to deal with the death of a family member, a death of a family pet and an earthquake.   When does the fun ever stop????  Please go outside and take a deep breath for me.  I will be a bit before I will have the luxury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;crack spread&lt;/span&gt; is money spent per &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;brl&lt;/span&gt; of oil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;vrs&lt;/span&gt; money made per &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;brl&lt;/span&gt; of product recently 70 cents)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-3665177940656732598?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3665177940656732598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=3665177940656732598' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/3665177940656732598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/3665177940656732598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-everybody.html' title='HELLO EVERYBODY!!!!'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-1902250151234821935</id><published>2008-01-15T05:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T05:53:44.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shirk Happens!</title><content type='html'>To all my blogger fans, I must admit that I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;shirked&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;responsibilities&lt;/span&gt; in blogging. And with that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;apologize&lt;/span&gt;. Around the first of December my work sent out an email to everyone that there was a huge dip in bandwidth in there company that was affecting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;performance&lt;/span&gt; of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;business&lt;/span&gt; communication with Findlay, Ohio. One of the problems that could have caused this dip is the fact that there has been abnormal traffic to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt;.com and personal blogs. Therefore you are not to go to those sites or suffer the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;consequences&lt;/span&gt;. So there in a nutshell is why I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; blogged because I use to do most of it while I was at work and on breaks. This will cool down in a bit and the majority of the employees will start slowly going back to those sites but until the cool down period has expired I will have to blog from home. Sorry it took me so long. Maybe I will set a record and post 2 posts in January. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Everyone&lt;/span&gt; hold your breath........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-1902250151234821935?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/1902250151234821935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=1902250151234821935' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/1902250151234821935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/1902250151234821935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2008/01/sherk-happens.html' title='Shirk Happens!'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-7447593175829036149</id><published>2007-11-26T07:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T08:03:47.912-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day in Turnaround</title><content type='html'>We came into work on this rainy day hoping to have some work to do.  In our line of work we are one of the last ones in to get our stuff done and if some of the crafts ahead of us take too long to get there jobs done then it shortens the amount of time we have to get our stuff done and then you have managment on your back to get your job done so they can start up the units.  It is very upsetting to have work you need to get done and you try to get done and when you go back the next day it is all ripped back out.  So now we wait to get to do our job........It is a very long wait.  Hope everyone had a great turkey day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-7447593175829036149?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/7447593175829036149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=7447593175829036149' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7447593175829036149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7447593175829036149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2007/11/another-day-in-turnaround.html' title='Another Day in Turnaround'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-4991520129546296329</id><published>2007-11-22T16:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T16:07:14.418-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Turkey Day</title><content type='html'>I hope everyone is having a grand Turkey day.  I am stuck here at work and wondering why I am here.  We got most of our work done and the rest will have to wait till tomorrow.  They say that we will be able to leave after only 10 hours but we will see if that is true.  I hope to be home sometime after 6 pm to spend what is left of Thanksgiving with Brando and the kids.  I hope everyone enjoyed their holiday because I know now that you dont really really miss it until you cant have it.  Hope to have this all over with before Christmas.  Wish me luck....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-4991520129546296329?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/4991520129546296329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=4991520129546296329' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/4991520129546296329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/4991520129546296329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-turkey-day.html' title='Happy Turkey Day'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-8886942222175358039</id><published>2007-11-14T12:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T12:25:37.698-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Hiatis (sp)</title><content type='html'>I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; posted in a day or two so i thought i would take this time to let everyone know that I am quiting my job and going to be a professional World of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;War craft&lt;/span&gt; player. Yep you heard it right. I can level up my characters and then sell them on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ebay&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;allot&lt;/span&gt; of $$. I have already turned in my two weeks notice and should be building multiple characters shortly. Why go to work and have to deal with turnarounds and idiots when I can make money at home and spend time with my lovely wife and kids. And if any of you really think I would be stupid enough to do this then you might know me all to well. Just kidding I am still working Turnaround and ready for it to be over with. Wish me luck and the &lt;a href="http://www.wolfcreekcemetery.com/"&gt;Wolf Creek Cemetery&lt;/a&gt; site has 2007 pics and better &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;rez&lt;/span&gt; videos on it as we type so make sure and visit.  Sorry to have neglected my blogging &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dooties&lt;/span&gt;. he he he.....he said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dooty&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-8886942222175358039?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8886942222175358039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=8886942222175358039' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/8886942222175358039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/8886942222175358039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2007/11/long-hiatis-sp.html' title='Long Hiatis (sp)'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-1158419243417598766</id><published>2007-08-21T12:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T12:29:19.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Like I said.... In 3s.</title><content type='html'>A few days ago we were looking in the pond and for a while now we have seen a little black shadow of a fish.  It is much smaller than the rest so we suspect that it has spawned in the pond.  Well after waiting for it to get a little bigger to get a better look we have see that there is not just one fish but at least three new smaller fish.  We are pretty excited over the new arrivals and cant wait for them to grow so they are easier to see and are not so quick.  I cant even think about netting them because they are lightening fast.  Hope to see more new fish in the future.  Lost two but gained three.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-1158419243417598766?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/1158419243417598766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=1158419243417598766' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/1158419243417598766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/1158419243417598766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2007/08/like-i-said-in-3s.html' title='Like I said.... In 3s.'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-7693200428971070391</id><published>2007-07-30T11:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T12:02:41.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Clock Strikes 2!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/Rq4ZfUAID5I/AAAAAAAAAI4/eQBK0a7r7rE/s1600-h/comet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093036254338486162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/Rq4ZfUAID5I/AAAAAAAAAI4/eQBK0a7r7rE/s400/comet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since my last post, death has struck two fish down in there prime. Both due to my error. I feel sorry for the little guys. One was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Oranda&lt;/span&gt; of the previous post. He made it a day or two after posting and then had a flushing party. Words were said over the bowl, it was a beautiful ceremony. Then Friday I was cleaning the filters in the pond and didn't notice a nosy little comet decided to get down in the filter with the pump. Sunday when I cleaned the filter, there was the little comet all pasty and stinky. He got thrown in the ditch. He was a little big to flush. I hope that the ole grim reaper is gone for now but they say it happens it threes. I wonder who is next?????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-7693200428971070391?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/7693200428971070391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=7693200428971070391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7693200428971070391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7693200428971070391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2007/07/clock-strikes-2.html' title='The Clock Strikes 2!'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/Rq4ZfUAID5I/AAAAAAAAAI4/eQBK0a7r7rE/s72-c/comet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-8018851622942791354</id><published>2007-07-24T12:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T11:51:37.581-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All OK but 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.goldfishparadise.com/images/r_oranda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.goldfishparadise.com/images/r_oranda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.welon.friko.pl/odmiany/oranda_red.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All my fishies are doing OK except one. An Oranda that has been seen laying at the bottom of the tank and sometimes upside down. I have treated these fish with everything I know to keep them alive. I am not sure what will come from today. The tank is in Yuris room so I dont dare turn on the light an inspect what has happened in the morning. I just have to wait until I get home to check out how they are all doing. I hope my poor little Bubble Head makes it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-8018851622942791354?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8018851622942791354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=8018851622942791354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/8018851622942791354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/8018851622942791354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2007/07/all-ok-but-1.html' title='All OK but 1'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-6258219117114880351</id><published>2007-07-20T12:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T12:36:21.982-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sickly Fishies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.aquanovel.com/images/articulos/cometas/blackmoor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.aquanovel.com/images/articulos/cometas/blackmoor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple of weeks ago one of my fish that has bug &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;eyes&lt;/span&gt; looked like one of his eyes was a little larger than the other. I kept an eye on him (No pun intended) and in a couple of days it was really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;noticeably&lt;/span&gt; bigger and with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;investigation&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Googling&lt;/span&gt; told me he suffered from an infection called Popeye. That night I made a run to the store to get a remedy for my ailing fish and cooped him up and placed him in the aquarium where I will treat him and his tank mates. After a full week of the remedy, I still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; notice an improvement but I think it has stopped getting worse. Hopefully time will tell if his eye will go back to normal. While this was going on we decided to put the tank in Yuri's room. So we drained the tank about 2/3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;rds&lt;/span&gt; empty and moved the tank. I filled the tank half way full and let it set about an hour with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;aerator&lt;/span&gt; running to help get rid of the chlorine in the water. Then I filled the tank up and finally found my chemical &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dechlorinator&lt;/span&gt; and added it in. I noticed the fish acting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lethargic&lt;/span&gt; and sleepy but it is darker in his room than where it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;normally&lt;/span&gt; sat. After a day I could tell the fish were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;obviously&lt;/span&gt; stressed big time. They lay at the bottom of the tank &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;barely&lt;/span&gt; moving there gills to breath. I started to notice little white dots on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Black moor&lt;/span&gt; Goldfish aka Bo Bo. I quickly went over to my Mom in laws house and got her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Ick&lt;/span&gt; remedy and added to the tank as well as adding the Popeye remedy to help with any other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;baddies&lt;/span&gt; in the tank. Yesterday morning the tank was still with stressed out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;fishies&lt;/span&gt; but by time I got home last night the fishes looked like they where back to normal. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; the stress &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;has&lt;/span&gt; reeked havoc with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Orandas&lt;/span&gt; fins. Hopefully in time she will look back to normal again. I feel so bad for what these little fish have gone through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-6258219117114880351?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/6258219117114880351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=6258219117114880351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/6258219117114880351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/6258219117114880351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2007/07/sickly-fishies.html' title='Sickly Fishies'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-6299464033856448328</id><published>2007-07-20T12:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T12:21:29.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gettin around to Postin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media.movieweb.com/galleries/2456/posters/poster1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://media.movieweb.com/galleries/2456/posters/poster1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am finally going to post my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;review&lt;/span&gt; on Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. I was a pretty good movie. It was long and if they put every aspect of the book into this movie it would have been about another hour and a half tacked on to it. Most things were pretty well as the book &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;describes&lt;/span&gt; so I will give it 4 and a half stars out of 5. I think the way they did the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dementors&lt;/span&gt; in this movie is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; more creepier. I have mixed feelings about seeing the next movie and I know that Brando is anxiously awaiting this weekend where she will pick up her book at a Harry Potter party at midnight. Have a nice weekend everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-6299464033856448328?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/6299464033856448328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=6299464033856448328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/6299464033856448328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/6299464033856448328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2007/07/gettin-around-to-postin.html' title='Gettin around to Postin'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-6695632433982107795</id><published>2007-07-12T12:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T12:12:37.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Addictions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.downloadwallpaper.de/hintergrundbilder/Spiele_hintergrundbilder/World_of_Warcraft_horde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.downloadwallpaper.de/hintergrundbilder/Spiele_hintergrundbilder/World_of_Warcraft_horde.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple of guys at work are playing World of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Warcraft&lt;/span&gt;. Since December of last year our days have been filled with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;talkings&lt;/span&gt; and goings on in the WOW world. Clod started as I said last December while Skeeter held out until May. I am the last hold out to cave because I started last night. It is highly addictive and I can see how people can get obsessed with the game. I worked late last night so I got a late start. I got on basically as soon as I got home and stayed on till 11:30 pm. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; sleep to well thinking about how to play the game and I hope this game does not ruin the rest of the summer. I really like to play but I can see where if I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; play in moderation it will cause problems. I recommend this game but only if you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;addictive&lt;/span&gt; personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I am really excited about tonight. Tonight Brando, Hope, Clod, Yuri and I will be going to see the new Harry Potter movie. I cant wait. I am so glad that Brando asked her mom to watch Yin so we can go out for the evening. I will make sure and give a review of the movie in the next posts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-6695632433982107795?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/6695632433982107795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=6695632433982107795' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/6695632433982107795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/6695632433982107795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-addictions.html' title='New Addictions'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-7696486456297688458</id><published>2007-07-06T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T22:33:33.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumber than dirt</title><content type='html'>I cant believe how unbelievably stupid I am.  Our pool has been running a bit high in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ph&lt;/span&gt; so I purchased some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ph&lt;/span&gt; minus to bring down the alkalinity.  I tested the pool and also noticed the chlorine level was low too.  So to kill one pool owner with one bottle I decided to put the two in one bottle and add to the pool water.  I added water and shook the bottle and poured the contents into the pool.  With quit a bit of powdery residue in the bottom of the container I repeated by filling with water and capping and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;vigorous&lt;/span&gt; shake and pour.  On the third time I must have finally got the chlorine and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ph&lt;/span&gt; minus powder to mix because the bottle started to swell and heat up quickly.  I started to uncap the bottle but it started to spew.  I held the bottle under the water level and loosened the cap and it just about exploded in my hands releasing a cloud of vapor that burned my lungs and took my breath away.  I rinsed the last of the toxic mixture into the pool and capped the clean bottle when I noticed my arms starting to burn.  I quickly washed the chlorine and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ph&lt;/span&gt; minus (acid) mixture from my arms.  After coughing like I had just smoked a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cigarette&lt;/span&gt; store, I sat by the pond and pondered what a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dumb ass&lt;/span&gt; I was.  After I caught my breath and my lungs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; quite burn so much I walked into the garage to look at the container.  It says in BIG print "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt; MIX WITH ANY OTHER POOL CHEMICALS!!!"  Like I said I am a complete dumb ass.  It has been about two hours since my exposure and my lungs and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;throat&lt;/span&gt; still burn a bit.  I told Brando if I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; make it thought the night make sure and write on my grave marker, "Died being a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dumb ass&lt;/span&gt;!"  I think it would be fitting.  Everyone in Blogger land dont worry about me, I am sure I will go out in an even dumber way than this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-7696486456297688458?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/7696486456297688458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=7696486456297688458' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7696486456297688458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/7696486456297688458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2007/07/dumber-than-dirt.html' title='Dumber than dirt'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-8158418342677238437</id><published>2007-07-05T22:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T22:20:07.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Transformers Trailer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/s7uXvqfQvNI' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/s7uXvqfQvNI'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just saw it and I must say that it was pretty good. I was a little too busy to follow in parts and sometimes I was confused about which bot was good and which was bad but I would give it a high 4 out of 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-8158418342677238437?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8158418342677238437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=8158418342677238437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/8158418342677238437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/8158418342677238437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-transformers-trailer_05.html' title='New Transformers Trailer'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-8964761778252633961</id><published>2007-07-03T14:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T09:57:20.119-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Bangin Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ogdencity.com/img/import/images/Pioneer%20Days/Fireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.ogdencity.com/img/import/images/Pioneer%20Days/Fireworks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chromasia.com/images/international_fireworks_2_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Heres a picture of the Fireworks from my camera.....Just kiddin I borrowed the picture from Google.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Since my last post, alot of things have happened in my life. Here are just the major ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. My mom in law broke her arm trying to help hold a horse steady.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. My parents came up to visit us for fire works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. My cousins and there better halves came up to visit for fire works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. My aunt and uncle came up to visit for fire works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. My brother and I got a year older.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. We put 6 new fish in the pond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I must say that I dont think I could have had a more pleasant weekend than we had. The only way it could have been better is if it was longer. I am really glad that Bean Boy, Mrs Bean Boy, Cynical, Ragged, Aunt R, Uncle A and of course my parents was able to make it up to visit on such a wonderful holiday. I hope everyone went home with a full belly and hoping to make it back up North soon. We will try to make it Southways as soon as we can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-8964761778252633961?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8964761778252633961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=8964761778252633961' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/8964761778252633961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/8964761778252633961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2007/07/big-bangin-weekend.html' title='Big Bangin Weekend'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-6147961742861033751</id><published>2007-06-17T16:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T17:00:14.035-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home again</title><content type='html'>I made it home Friday evening and have been trying to catch up on all the stuff that I normally do.  Yesterday we went to pick up a few things from Eville and stopped at the Old Mill Resteraunt at around 9 pm for supper.  After we ate until we were about to explode, we rolled into the van and arrived home after 10 pm.  The kids were wiped and so were we.  This morning we woke up and started straightening up the house.  We cleaned the kitchen cabinets and the fridge out.  After that we went for a swim to cool off.  It was nice to relax in the pool.  We all dried off and came inside to some lunch and took a quick nap.  What a nice relaxing day as long as you dont spend alot of time outside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-6147961742861033751?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/6147961742861033751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=6147961742861033751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/6147961742861033751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/6147961742861033751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2007/06/home-again.html' title='Home again'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-2667604400741711709</id><published>2007-06-10T14:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T14:44:36.468-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaken Not Sturred</title><content type='html'>I don't know why all the exciting things have to happen while I am away.  Here I am in sunny Phoenix and all sorts of exciting things are happening at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, a friend for work gave me 5 HUGE Goldfish.  I mean scaling and eaten HUGE.  Well As soon as my plane touches down I call home to find out that one fish is MIA.  My mind started to race with all the things that could have happened to this fish.  I mean for this fish to up and vanish would be a pretty big feat.  After about an hour of stomach churning worry about this poor fish and what I am going to tell my friend, I get a call that the thing has been hiding in a spot under a rock we didn't know existed until now.  Now my stomach is still in knots but I am waiting for something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;else to&lt;/span&gt; happen since I am so conveniently close.  Maybe the pond will catch fire next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Haven't&lt;/span&gt; been here an hour and want to go home.  I guess I will start climbing the walls.  Maybe be in the next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Spider man&lt;/span&gt; movie.  His new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;villain&lt;/span&gt; Nervous Wreck.  I just need a full body suit and some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Speedos&lt;/span&gt; with an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;emblem&lt;/span&gt; of someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;biting&lt;/span&gt; their finger nails on the chest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-2667604400741711709?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/2667604400741711709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=2667604400741711709' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/2667604400741711709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/2667604400741711709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2007/06/shaken-not-sturred.html' title='Shaken Not Sturred'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-3415065926314874610</id><published>2007-06-08T08:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T08:42:39.071-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Belated Anniversary Brando!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cant wait for the next 16.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/FIP/IO-40~Happy-Anniversary-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-3415065926314874610?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3415065926314874610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=3415065926314874610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/3415065926314874610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/3415065926314874610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-belated-anniversary.html' title='Happy Belated Anniversary'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-6680806250399151770</id><published>2007-06-05T16:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T16:44:52.727-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Laugh or Cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/RmXZAf9fw3I/AAAAAAAAAIo/U42iss0Klnw/s1600-h/!cid__2_04224784042235EC004747BA862572EB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072699157905392498" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.sogonow.com/archives/RavenLoRes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we went to Holiday World, thanks to Pilot and Needles for letting us have their tickets. We wanted to go but didn't want to spend a bunch of money to get rained out and Needles being under the weather and unable to use the free tickets that her work gives her, we benefited by going with only having the purchase a ticket for Yuri. We fibed and said Yin was still 2 years old so she could get in for free $29.00 cause she missed it by 5 weeks.  OUCH.  Thanks again Pilot and Needles, we will have to go out to eat together, my treat, as long as we make sure and clear our wardrobe plans prior to the dinner date. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was Yin's first time at Holiday World. Mom aka Brando took Yin to the kiddie park while Yuri and I went on the Raven. Yuri got off the coaster and complained that his head hurt so that was that for roller coasters for the day. Upon meeting up with Mom and Yin, she informed me that Yin was being a pain with wanting to ride a ride only to wait in line, get on the ride and then when Mom stepped away from her, Yin would start crying wanting off the ride. She had done this three times in the time we left them and met up with them again. I then took her to the seahorses ride and put her on the ride and stepped away. She began to cry for me. I told the attendant, "Crank her up." The sea horses went up and down and round and round with Yin setting there with a sad little face making her sad kitty cat noises. When she got off, I figured that Yin would be OK to ride some other ride. We put her on the little fishes ride only to drag her off before it could start because she was crying again. Heaven help us with this child. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yuri rode the Raven and the canoes and then we went to the Holidog kiddie park and the kids played in the water a bit. Since they were wet, we headed to the Splashin Safari to play in the water park. Mom and Yin headed to the Crocodile Isle kiddie area while Yuri and I headed to the lazy river. We made three trips around the met up with Mom and Yin. We all headed to the new wave pool and enjoyed the waves crashing on us until our toes looked like white California raisins. We had the pork chop sandwiches at the local eatery and headed back into the wave pool. After we looked like shivering dead pirates on Pirates on the Caribbean I. We got dressed and went back to the drier side of the park. We rode the Tin Lizzies and the Gobbler Getaway. Then Mom and Yuri rode the bumper cars. Had about 10 pounds of fudge and tried one more time at the kiddie area for Yin's sake. Nutten Doin... By now Yin was pretty well tuckered and wasn't gonna have any of it. Being everyone was pooped, we headed for the car. A lady asked me if we wanted our hands stamped for reentry. I said, "No thanks." but I wanted to say that I couldn't handle a reentry today. We had a lot of fun but Yin will have more fun when she gets a little older. Also Yuri will have a better time when he gets a little bigger too. The Legend and the Voyage were a little too big a coaster for him this time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone had a nice weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-6329602672902900051?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/6329602672902900051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=6329602672902900051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/6329602672902900051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/6329602672902900051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2007/06/holiday-world-or-bust.html' title='Holiday World or Bust'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-1844316203495862154</id><published>2007-06-02T08:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T08:24:22.712-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tetris anyone???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like Tetris??? Click&lt;a href="http://www.toysforyourblog.com/games/tetris/"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.toysforyourblog.com/games/tetris/tetris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071456186256989138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/RmFuiBvOG9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/IZlrAccuShw/s320/tetris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.toysforyourblog.com/"&gt;Blog Quizzes and Memes - Toys For Your Blog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-1844316203495862154?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/1844316203495862154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=1844316203495862154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/1844316203495862154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/1844316203495862154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-quizzes-and-memes-toys-for-your.html' title='Tetris anyone???'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/RmFuiBvOG9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/IZlrAccuShw/s72-c/tetris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-9094531379720756636</id><published>2007-06-01T21:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T21:56:45.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Pond Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/RmDaRBvOG4I/AAAAAAAAAGY/zFMBuMZhJCY/s1600-h/IMG_5413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071293166478302082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/RmDaRBvOG4I/AAAAAAAAAGY/zFMBuMZhJCY/s320/IMG_5413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071295356911623106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/RmDcQhvOG8I/AAAAAAAAAG4/ZEx_uTMo3bM/s320/IMG_5417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/RmDaRRvOG5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/Qa6qo5J6a2s/s1600-h/IMG_5416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071293170773269394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/RmDaRRvOG5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/Qa6qo5J6a2s/s320/IMG_5416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/RmDaRhvOG6I/AAAAAAAAAGo/IemVXDE5D7Y/s1600-h/IMG_5418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071293175068236706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/RmDaRhvOG6I/AAAAAAAAAGo/IemVXDE5D7Y/s320/IMG_5418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/RmDaRxvOG7I/AAAAAAAAAGw/vH3U8XJKi9A/s1600-h/IMG_5419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071293179363204018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/RmDaRxvOG7I/AAAAAAAAAGw/vH3U8XJKi9A/s320/IMG_5419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-9094531379720756636?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/9094531379720756636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=9094531379720756636' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/9094531379720756636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/9094531379720756636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-pond-pics.html' title='New Pond Pics'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/RmDaRBvOG4I/AAAAAAAAAGY/zFMBuMZhJCY/s72-c/IMG_5413.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-5020510304270877863</id><published>2007-06-01T08:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T08:32:04.431-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where has the week gone????</title><content type='html'>I have been on vacation this week and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have a clue where it all went.  Got off work last Friday and came home.  We went out to eat and watch a softball game that evening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we went to Mom and Dads to spend a few days.  We had fun talking with family and riding the lawn mower and 4 wheeler around the safari trail.  We also had fun getting a golf cart back to the house after the alternator quite charging.  Hopefully it will get repaired before it leaves someone else stranded.  Mom and Dad bought an inflatable pool and it was nice and warm on Monday so we all took a dip while Mom put her feet in the water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday morning we got around and rounded up the stuff for our return trip up North to home.  Brando stopped at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Eville&lt;/span&gt; and bought me a few fish for my pond and we purchase a pool from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sam's&lt;/span&gt; for the kids.  After we got home, we were pooped to do much so we rested. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we set up the pool and started filling it.  Since it was hot, we decided to go inside and watch a movie.  The kids and Brando watched &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Everyone's&lt;/span&gt; Hero in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;living room&lt;/span&gt; while I watched Pans &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Labyrinth&lt;/span&gt; in the bedroom.  About 20 minutes to the ending I started getting a little headache so I took a Tylenol.  After the movie was over I was sick with a full blown Migraine.  I suffered from 2 pm till 7 pm when I threw up everything I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;eaten&lt;/span&gt; before 2pm that was still in my stomach.  I took a quick cool bath and at 9 pm got up to watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ghost hunters&lt;/span&gt; still suffering.  The left side of my head had let up but the right was still throbbing like a robins ass.  When &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ghost hunters&lt;/span&gt; went off I went straight to bed.  I rolled around a bit wondering if I would be able to fall asleep but then I woke up in the morning with my head back to normal but my stomach was still a bit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;queasy&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around noon I ate something and my stomach started to settle.  And this is now Thursday.  We went to Wally world and I purchased a couple of pots for my pond plants and we picked up a fan module for the van.  We got home and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;re potted&lt;/span&gt; the plants and checked the chemicals in the pool.  We also put the solar cover on the pool to help warm it up.  It was 72 degrees yesterday.  While trekking back and forth to the dirt pile &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;re potting&lt;/span&gt; plants.  I nearly had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;heart attack&lt;/span&gt; when I came very close to stepping on a snake.  After pitching the snake in the field and getting the yard picked up, we went inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Yuris&lt;/span&gt; Birthday and I went into his room this morning to sing him Happy Birthday.  Who knows what this day has in store. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY YURI!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-5020510304270877863?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/5020510304270877863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=5020510304270877863' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/5020510304270877863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/5020510304270877863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2007/06/where-has-week-gone.html' title='Where has the week gone????'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-5053501503219414601</id><published>2007-05-18T20:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T21:22:07.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>I have been tagged with telling 8 random things about me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Prepared&lt;/span&gt; to be bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I hate beer but drink it around the guys to fit in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I had really bad second thoughts on our second adoption but thank the Lord above that Brando &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;convinced&lt;/span&gt; me because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; trade Yin or Yuri for the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I loved my wife in the 6t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; grade, as much as a 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grader could love someone other than family, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;constantly&lt;/span&gt; held a flame in my heart &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;throughout&lt;/span&gt; all the years we spent apart until we got together after high school. She is the love of my life and always will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;constantly&lt;/span&gt; wonder what other people think about me and I hate being that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My dad is my hero and role model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I only have nightmares about tornadoes but love to watch them on video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. My favorite movie is Aliens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I cant remember numbers and suck at math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;a href="http://extremerural.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hope&lt;/a&gt; for tagging me. &lt;a href="http://ramblingssm.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pilot&lt;/a&gt;, tag your it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-5053501503219414601?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/5053501503219414601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=5053501503219414601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/5053501503219414601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/5053501503219414601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2007/05/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-4054136582728325543</id><published>2007-05-15T10:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T11:14:13.935-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Near the home stretch when....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/RkncHkE_gvI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Z5ThGLDJ3rM/s1600-h/6.2007waterfall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064821278456644338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/RkncHkE_gvI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Z5ThGLDJ3rM/s320/6.2007waterfall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend I finally got the electrical line buried/hidden and had to crawl under the house to connect the wires. I got the wires connected and had Brando test them before I crawled out from under the house and all worked fine. I then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;proceeded&lt;/span&gt; to transfer the components to the pond from the temporary outdoor extension cord to the new service. After all was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;transferred&lt;/span&gt; but one I was thinking that I am on the back stretch and on my way to the finish line. I plugged in the pump that runs the filter and nothing happened. I pulled the pump out of the water and plugged it in again to feel a hum and a slight noise but alas, it would not pump water. My friends have also bought this exact same pump and both of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;there pumps&lt;/span&gt; have locked up. It seems that this pump is of the same fate. I contacted the company in which I purchased the pump and they informed me that they would send me a pump in kind for free. Them pump that locked up cost me about $45 and the one they were sending me was $148. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; ask questions I just confirmed my address and thanked the costumer service rep and hung up. After talking with my friends they told me that they had to pay the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;difference&lt;/span&gt; between what they payed for the defective pump and the better pump and I might call and check that a pump is coming to my house to make sure. I called back and they had NO RECORD of my earlier call what so ever. Needless to say I was a bit bent out of shape. I told the CS lady what the earlier CS said and why cant they find a record of my call. She was clueless and informed me that she would talk with her managers and give me a call back. Just a few minutes later, she called back with a deal on a pump that was more than I wanted to spend so I suggested a different pump that was in my price range that they could cut me a deal on because of the run around. She agreed and we were all satisfied in the end. I need to make it a habit to get the name of the CS rep that I talk to from now on. Oh yeah...I have another one of these defective pumps running the waterfall and will probably have to go through this again to get this pump replaced. Fun fun &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-4054136582728325543?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/4054136582728325543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=4054136582728325543' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/4054136582728325543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/4054136582728325543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2007/05/near-home-stretch-when.html' title='Near the home stretch when....'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/RkncHkE_gvI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Z5ThGLDJ3rM/s72-c/6.2007waterfall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-1369786141696817689</id><published>2007-05-09T12:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T12:17:34.338-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pond update</title><content type='html'>I know everyone is getting tired of hearing about the pond but I wanted to update everyone.  The pond had nice clear water for about the first two weeks.  During the first few months of a new pond, the water is seeking a balance.  You need the right combination of critters and plants to get to this balance.  Well the plants took over and when I mean plants, I mean algae.  The water went from clear to murky to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;incredible&lt;/span&gt; hulk green in a matter of a couple of days.  We have place plants in the pond but they are still pretty small and starting to grow.  Looked over at Brando and said that if we want to see the fish, we are going to need a filter.  She gave me the go ahead to get it.  Me loves me Brando.  I have spent my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;budgeted&lt;/span&gt; money on the pond and still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have any fish in it other than the two that I put in there from the aquarium.  But being the wonder wife she knew that I would not have said it if we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; need it.  I am hoping that when the plants get big we will not have to run it as much.  Any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hoo&lt;/span&gt;,  the first few days we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; see much of a change.  I checked on it closely everyday I got home.  Then about day five I started to notice the waterfall looking a bit clearer but still not crystal clear.  Then on day seven, when I got home Pilot was standing on the patio and said, "Looks like you water has cleared up."  I walked up and to my amazement the water was really clear and you can start to make out rocks at the bottom of the pond.  I was floored.  I would have never thought that it would have been such a night and day change this fast.  This morning when I got up and checked on it, the water was even clearer.  I am really happy about the filter and the plants are really going nuts with a growing spurt.  Last night I also saw one of the fish I put in there a week ago and he looked like he was quite at home.  Hope to get some more fish soon.  I hope to post some more pics soon also.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-1369786141696817689?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/1369786141696817689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=1369786141696817689' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/1369786141696817689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/1369786141696817689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2007/05/pond-update.html' title='Pond update'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-1628662917039111992</id><published>2007-05-07T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T20:49:31.005-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dog Tired</title><content type='html'>Today we worked in the yard.  Brando had the rock spread on the pond when I got home.  We played on the tire swing and danced in the bubble machine that Pilot and Needles got the kids for their B-day and A-day.  Then I hooked up the wagon on the lawn mower and loaded up the family and went to visit Kunkle Pilot and Aunt Needles.  After getting home I started to mix up some weed killer and Brando and the kids came out and said, "We NEED ICECREAM!"  I figured that since they had a gun to my head, might as well.  After we got home we sat outside and enjoyed the sound of the waterfall.  Tomorrow I think we will pressure wash the green stuff off the North side of the house. Fun Fun Fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-1628662917039111992?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/1628662917039111992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=1628662917039111992' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/1628662917039111992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/1628662917039111992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2007/05/dog-tired.html' title='Dog Tired'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-1313814791355228733</id><published>2007-04-30T12:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T12:21:38.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Cow, Where has the time gone?</title><content type='html'>This weekend we celebrated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yin's&lt;/span&gt; 3rd Birthday and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yuri's&lt;/span&gt; 7 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Annual Adoption Day.  We invited family and friends to join in the celebration at the local skating rink.  We skated, and by we I mean everyone else, and we hokey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pokeied&lt;/span&gt; until we knew what it was all about.  Then we retreated into the game room where everyone watched Yin open her birthday gifts.  Yuri made out like a bandit also with a few adoption day gifts in the pile.  We then had cake and drinks until we were about to bust.  After all that food we managed to get back out on the floor for some Limbo and the Elimination game.  The party wrapped up at around 3:30 as we loaded up all the goodies and left over cake and headed home.  I think, all in all, everyone seemed like they had a good time.  I know I did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that evening we visited with the folks and they stopped by the house to visit and see the pond.  Pilot ran home to get the tripod to take the great photos that you see below in the previous post.  I wish I knew how to use my crappy camera.  It was a very full and fun weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-1313814791355228733?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/1313814791355228733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=1313814791355228733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/1313814791355228733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/1313814791355228733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2007/04/holy-cow-where-has-time-gone.html' title='Holy Cow, Where has the time gone?'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-9172855139329993998</id><published>2007-04-29T21:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T12:10:40.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a Look</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Take a look at what a person with the right tool and a knowledge of how to use it can do. Pilot is great with the camera. Nuff said....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059269711104017122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/RjYi_0E_guI/AAAAAAAAAGI/_96n6ktVmjo/s320/IMG_5283_4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/RjVZP0E_gpI/AAAAAAAAAFg/kYX38AX-FXs/s1600-h/IMG_5298_5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059047884633113234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/RjVZP0E_gpI/AAAAAAAAAFg/kYX38AX-FXs/s320/IMG_5298_5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/RjVZQEE_gqI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zUTrQhFIG-A/s1600-h/IMG_5300_4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059047888928080546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/RjVZQEE_gqI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zUTrQhFIG-A/s320/IMG_5300_4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/RjVZQEE_grI/AAAAAAAAAFw/LeTNzcqz0bY/s1600-h/IMG_5302_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059047888928080562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/RjVZQEE_grI/AAAAAAAAAFw/LeTNzcqz0bY/s320/IMG_5302_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/RjVZQEE_gsI/AAAAAAAAAF4/fVREyPpKH6M/s1600-h/IMG_5303_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059047888928080578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/RjVZQEE_gsI/AAAAAAAAAF4/fVREyPpKH6M/s320/IMG_5303_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/RjVZQUE_gtI/AAAAAAAAAGA/dIY4naIMHMg/s1600-h/IMG_5307_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059047893223047890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/RjVZQUE_gtI/AAAAAAAAAGA/dIY4naIMHMg/s320/IMG_5307_3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-9172855139329993998?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/9172855139329993998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=9172855139329993998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/9172855139329993998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/9172855139329993998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2007/04/take-look.html' title='Take a Look'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/RjYi_0E_guI/AAAAAAAAAGI/_96n6ktVmjo/s72-c/IMG_5283_4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22280332.post-4170901280347943364</id><published>2007-04-25T20:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T20:38:37.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On Rudy Pond</title><content type='html'>Here are some day light pictures as I promised. We havent got all the landscaping done but we are looking for a Himlock tree and have not found one yet that is the type we like and also most places that have them are closed about time I get off work. Hope you enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/Ri_9fUE_gmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/QIUgty2TVZ0/s1600-h/IMG_5179_5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057539620967776866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/Ri_9fUE_gmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/QIUgty2TVZ0/s320/IMG_5179_5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/Ri_9f0E_gnI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/KDzkmrcd4Zs/s1600-h/IMG_5181_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057539629557711474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/Ri_9f0E_gnI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/KDzkmrcd4Zs/s320/IMG_5181_3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/Ri_9gEE_goI/AAAAAAAAAFY/fcSTh2vZoUQ/s1600-h/IMG_5183_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057539633852678786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/Ri_9gEE_goI/AAAAAAAAAFY/fcSTh2vZoUQ/s320/IMG_5183_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/Ri_9DkE_glI/AAAAAAAAAFA/5bwnxRcIAJE/s1600-h/IMG_5175_9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057539144226406994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/Ri_9DkE_glI/AAAAAAAAAFA/5bwnxRcIAJE/s320/IMG_5175_9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/Ri_83kE_gkI/AAAAAAAAAE4/0n0TLuD4i8I/s1600-h/IMG_5173_11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057538938067976770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/Ri_83kE_gkI/AAAAAAAAAE4/0n0TLuD4i8I/s320/IMG_5173_11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/Ri_8vUE_gjI/AAAAAAAAAEw/zTQPSDRIaBk/s1600-h/IMG_5165_19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057538796334055986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/Ri_8vUE_gjI/AAAAAAAAAEw/zTQPSDRIaBk/s320/IMG_5165_19.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/Ri_8i0E_giI/AAAAAAAAAEo/36zhWBExgBM/s1600-h/IMG_5164_20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057538581585691170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/Ri_8i0E_giI/AAAAAAAAAEo/36zhWBExgBM/s320/IMG_5164_20.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22280332-4170901280347943364?l=rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/4170901280347943364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22280332&amp;postID=4170901280347943364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/4170901280347943364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22280332/posts/default/4170901280347943364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rudysmemoirs.blogspot.com/2007/04/on-rudy-pond.html' title='On Rudy Pond'/><author><name>Rudy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16865169284728036307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.geocaching.com/cache/7000ba69-c6b5-488b-82c3-8862c1461fdd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWlg1fnJ7g4/Ri_9fUE_gmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/QIUgty2TVZ0/s72-c/IMG_5179_5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
