<?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-24498460</id><updated>2011-06-29T08:47:50.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-3900294154452849283</id><published>2008-10-23T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:07:36.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleep</title><content type='html'>Life, simplicity.. something long gone. Brought back by a gaze into the ocean blue, by the breeze, by a memory so long forgotten.. it doesn't seem real. I want it to slow down, got so caught up in the present, preparing for an uncertain future that the sense of true freedom evades me. To capture these moments in time, little glimpses of joy easily lost in the mundane chug of 'modern' living,  those little things sneak up on you and remind you of a place to far to get to. Life from a different angle, the simple, carefree side of things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-3900294154452849283?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/3900294154452849283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=3900294154452849283&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/3900294154452849283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/3900294154452849283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2008/10/bleep.html' title='Bleep'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-4519789139515783728</id><published>2008-10-08T18:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T19:14:49.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back On Track??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/SO1ouahuMzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/js_gAMVFgoQ/s1600-h/hawaii+trip+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/SO1ouahuMzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/js_gAMVFgoQ/s320/hawaii+trip+103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254971486815269682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/SO1m0ZO5KdI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Ch5LkMyl0tI/s1600-h/hawaii+trip+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/SO1m0ZO5KdI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Ch5LkMyl0tI/s320/hawaii+trip+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254969390523820498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/SO1jqwOKWmI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6HI0l4mEnRo/s1600-h/hawaii+trip+179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 171px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/SO1jqwOKWmI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6HI0l4mEnRo/s320/hawaii+trip+179.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254965926361193058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/SO1kOmF1FuI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vOxwEyiIal8/s1600-h/hawaii+trip+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/SO1kOmF1FuI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vOxwEyiIal8/s320/hawaii+trip+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254966542117181154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a loong time .. I knows.. this &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/SO1lGitffQI/AAAAAAAAAJE/3vMyZT9oSIQ/s1600-h/hawaii+trip+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/SO1lGitffQI/AAAAAAAAAJE/3vMyZT9oSIQ/s320/hawaii+trip+079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254967503282470146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;has/is the most hectic year ever, the kids went to Hawaii to go visit the Eman's side of the  family and see their Aunt get married. They got to see their Grandpa for the first time (Emans Dad). They got to chill with thier aunts, uncle and favorite cousin Gisella.&lt;br /&gt;Started a fun business with good pal Marie.. &lt;a href="http://www.funoramaparties.com/"&gt;www.funoramaparties.com&lt;/a&gt; and I finely graduated.. g&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/SO1nql64hpI/AAAAAAAAAJc/dfsynC6wIRQ/s1600-h/graduation08+246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 161px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/SO1nql64hpI/AAAAAAAAAJc/dfsynC6wIRQ/s320/graduation08+246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254970321642489490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ot some externship to do but YEAY its over. Thats it for now.. I just might keep this place up.. this is a lame post, but an update non the less.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-4519789139515783728?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/4519789139515783728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=4519789139515783728&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/4519789139515783728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/4519789139515783728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-on-track.html' title='Back On Track??'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/SO1ouahuMzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/js_gAMVFgoQ/s72-c/hawaii+trip+103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-2434604268249750084</id><published>2007-12-16T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T23:12:06.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The I-talian version of Men Vs. Women</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;style&gt; .ExternalClass .EC_hmmessage P {padding:0px;} .ExternalClass EC_body.hmmessage {font-size:10pt;font-family:Tahoma;} &lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt; .ExternalClass .EC_hmmessage P {padding:0px;} .ExternalClass EC_body.hmmessage {font-size:10pt;font-family:Tahoma;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(204, 0, 153);"&gt;LA GIORNATA PERFETTA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(204, 0, 153);"&gt; DI UNA DONNA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc0099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(204, 0, 153);"&gt;08.15 Sveglia con coccole e baci.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc0099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(204, 0, 153);"&gt;08.30 Bilancia: 2 kg in meno rispetto al giorno precedente.&lt;br /&gt;08.45 Colazione a letto con spremuta e brioche, apertura di  regali, per&lt;br /&gt;          esempio un gioiello costoso scelto dal partner pieno di attenzioni.&lt;br /&gt;09.15 Bagno bollente, con oli naturali.&lt;br /&gt;10.00 Allenamento leggero in palestra con un istruttore personale,carino&lt;br /&gt;         e  simpatico.&lt;br /&gt;10.30 Maquillage al volto, manicure, shampoo,massaggio ai&lt;br /&gt;         capelli e phon.&lt;br /&gt;12.00 Pranzo con la migliore amica in un locale alla moda.&lt;br /&gt;12.45 Incontro casuale con la ex fidanzata o ex moglie del proprio     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc0099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(204, 0, 153);"&gt;          partner,  accorgersi che è ingrassata di 7 kg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc0099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(204, 0, 153);"&gt;13.00 Shopping con gli amici; credito illimitato.&lt;br /&gt;15.00 Riposino.&lt;br /&gt;16.00 Tre dozzine di rose vengono recapitate, da parte di un        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc0099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(204, 0, 153);"&gt;          ammiratore sconosciuto.&lt;br /&gt;16.15 Nuovo allenamento leggero ; in palestra, seguito da  massaggio,&lt;br /&gt;        fatto da un tipo energico ma amichevole che dice di non  aver&lt;br /&gt;        mai massaggiato un corpo tanto perfetto.&lt;br /&gt;17.30 Prova e scelta di vestiti costosi facendo passerella davanti allo   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc0099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(204, 0, 153);"&gt;         specchio gigante.&lt;br /&gt;19.30 Cena al lume di candela per due, poi a ballare, riempita di      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc0099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(204, 0, 153);"&gt;          complimenti.&lt;br /&gt;22.00 Doccia bollente (da sola).&lt;br /&gt;22:50 Essere portata a letto con biancheria appena lavata e stirata.&lt;br /&gt;23.00 Coccole.&lt;br /&gt;23.15 Addormentarsi tra le sue forti braccia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: navy;"&gt;LA GIORNATA PERFETTA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: navy;"&gt; DI UN UOMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: navy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06.00 Sveglia.&lt;br /&gt;06.15 Pompino.&lt;br /&gt;06.30 Grande e soddisfacente cagata mattutina, che consente, tra&lt;br /&gt;         l'altro di leggere la  pagina sportiva.&lt;br /&gt;07.00 Colazione: bistecca e uova caffè e toast, il tutto preparato da una   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: navy;"&gt;          colf nuda. Rutto libero.&lt;br /&gt;07.15 Scoreggia.&lt;br /&gt;07.30 Arrivo della limousine.&lt;br /&gt;07.45 Whisky durante  il tragitto verso l'aeroporto.&lt;br /&gt;09.15 Volo in jet privato.&lt;br /&gt;09.30 limousine con autista verso il campo da golf (pompino lungo il&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: navy;"&gt;  tragitto).&lt;br /&gt;09.45 Partita a golf.&lt;br /&gt;11.45 Pranzo: fast food, tre birre, bottiglia di Dom Perignon. Rutto libero.&lt;br /&gt;12.15 Informazione riguardo ai titoli azionari acquistati il giorno prima:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: navy;"&gt; +32%&lt;br /&gt;12.30 Partita a tennis: vittoria 6-0 contro l'Amministratore Delegato   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: navy;"&gt; dell'azienda concorrente.&lt;br /&gt;14.00 Limousine  per tornare all'aeroporto (con bicchiere di whisky).&lt;br /&gt;14.30 Volo a  Montecarlo.&lt;br /&gt;15.30 Uscita a pesca in barca, tutte le accompagnatrici nude.&lt;br /&gt;17.00 Volo a casa, massaggio su tutto il corpo eseguito da Pamela&lt;br /&gt;         Anderson.&lt;br /&gt;18.45 Cagare. doccia, sbarbarsi.&lt;br /&gt;19.00 Telegiornale: Michael Jackson assassinato, marijuana e pornografia    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: navy;"&gt;  legalizzate.&lt;br /&gt;19.30 Cena: antipasto di  gambero, Dom Perignon (1953), bisteccona, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: navy;"&gt; seguita da gelatone servito su seno nudo. Rutto libero.&lt;br /&gt;21.00 Cognac Napoleon e un sigaro Cohiba di fronte a televisore. Sport:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: navy;"&gt; Italia batte Brasile 11 a 0 con goal del portiere in contropiede.&lt;br /&gt;21.30 Sesso con tre donne (tutte e tre con tendenze lesbiche).&lt;br /&gt;23.00 Bagno e massaggio in vasca, con pizza e birra a portata di mano.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: navy;"&gt;  Rutto libero.&lt;br /&gt;23.30 Pompino della buona notte.&lt;br /&gt;23.45 A letto (da  solo).&lt;br /&gt;23.50 Scoreggia di 12 secondi, con quadruplo cambio di tonalità e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: navy;"&gt;   che costringe il cane ad abbandonare la stanza.&lt;br /&gt;24.00 Rutto libero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:6;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:6;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-2434604268249750084?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/2434604268249750084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=2434604268249750084&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/2434604268249750084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/2434604268249750084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-talian-version-of-men-vs-women.html' title='The I-talian version of Men Vs. Women'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-5569887307885244082</id><published>2007-12-13T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T19:13:19.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>For some reason this song reminds me of my mother...I guess  it's the voice??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iyLvvDG568A&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iyLvvDG568A&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-5569887307885244082?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/5569887307885244082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=5569887307885244082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/5569887307885244082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/5569887307885244082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2007/12/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-5608409154557411347</id><published>2007-11-08T22:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T22:43:47.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Boy..!</title><content type='html'>The other day while overhearing the conversation my kids where having I was in for a bit of a surprise:&lt;br /&gt;Erick=Older brother&lt;br /&gt;Rian=Younger brother&lt;br /&gt;Erin to Rian (with an elderly tone): Rian, you don't understand the meaning of NO.&lt;br /&gt;Rian in a defensive, squeaky voice:  Yes I do, it means yes for Rian!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought it was funny!! I think I need to start adopting Rian's philosophy,  I'm  sure  it'll  take  me  places.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-5608409154557411347?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/5608409154557411347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=5608409154557411347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/5608409154557411347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/5608409154557411347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-boy.html' title='Oh Boy..!'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-976550215208480914</id><published>2007-10-30T19:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T19:28:41.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween--and ancient ancestry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RyfkRKMc0mI/AAAAAAAAAGI/XrGI0jKFgEo/s1600-h/ninja+clan+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 331px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RyfkRKMc0mI/AAAAAAAAAGI/XrGI0jKFgEo/s320/ninja+clan+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127317684230083170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Ryfkn6Mc0nI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/IwVLk4vFzNo/s1600-h/ninja+clan+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Ryfkn6Mc0nI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/IwVLk4vFzNo/s320/ninja+clan+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127318075072107122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Ryfk6aMc0oI/AAAAAAAAAGY/I4iJ5vEIoxY/s1600-h/ninja+clan+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Ryfk6aMc0oI/AAAAAAAAAGY/I4iJ5vEIoxY/s320/ninja+clan+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127318392899687042" 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;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;Halloween and ancient ancestry  has its place and time, it holds its place during the American tradition of Halloween. This is the grandiose moment in which Eman can dig into his deep  grounded  Asian heritage and share it with his sons. Enjoy this wonderful moment with us.. 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-6443709309934512035</id><published>2007-07-10T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T20:34:04.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Proof That The World Is Nuts</title><content type='html'>In &lt;span id="lw_1184119262_3" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Lebanon&lt;/span&gt; , men are legally allowed to have sex with animals, but&lt;br /&gt; the animals must be female. Having sexual relations with a male&lt;br /&gt; animal is punishable by death.&lt;br /&gt;  (Like THAT makes sense.)&lt;br /&gt;  *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  In &lt;span id="lw_1184119262_4" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Bahrain&lt;/span&gt; , a  male doctor may legally examine a woman's genitals,&lt;br /&gt; but is prohibited from looking directly at them during the&lt;br /&gt; examination. He may only see their reflection in a mirror.&lt;br /&gt; (Do they look different reversed?)&lt;br /&gt;  *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;  Muslims are banned from looking at the genitals of a corpse.&lt;br /&gt; This also applies to undertakers. The sex organs of the deceased&lt;br /&gt; must be covered with a brick or piece of wood at all times.&lt;br /&gt;  (A brick?)&lt;br /&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;  The penalty for masturbation in &lt;span id="lw_1184119262_5" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Indonesia&lt;/span&gt; is decapitation.&lt;br /&gt;  (Much worse than "going blind!")&lt;br /&gt;   *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;  There are men in &lt;span id="lw_1184119262_6" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Guam&lt;/span&gt; whose full-time job is to travel the&lt;br /&gt; countryside  And deflower young virgins, who pay  Them for the&lt;br /&gt; privilege of having sex  For the first time&lt;br /&gt; Reason: under Guam law, it is expressly forbidden for virgins to&lt;br /&gt;marry.&lt;br /&gt; (Let's just think for a minute; is there  Any job anywhere else in&lt;br /&gt; the world that even comes close to this?)&lt;br /&gt; *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;  In &lt;span id="lw_1184119262_7" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/span&gt; , a betrayed wife is legally allowed to kill her&lt;br /&gt; adulterous husband, but may only do so with her bare hands.&lt;br /&gt;  The husband's illicit lover, on the other hand, may be killed in&lt;br /&gt; any manner desired.&lt;br /&gt; (Ah! Justice!)&lt;br /&gt;  *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Topless saleswomen are legal in Liverpool ,&lt;br /&gt; England- but only in tropical fish stores.&lt;br /&gt;  (But of course!)&lt;br /&gt;  *~*~*~*~*~* ~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;  In Cali , Colombia , a woman may only have sex with her husband,&lt;br /&gt; and the first time this happens, her mother must be in the room to&lt;br /&gt; witness the act.&lt;br /&gt;    (Makes one shudder at the thought.)&lt;br /&gt;  *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt; In &lt;span id="lw_1184119262_8" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Santa Cruz , Bolivia&lt;/span&gt; , it is illegal for a man to have sex with&lt;br /&gt; a woman and her daughter at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;    (I presume this was a big enough problem that they had to pass&lt;br /&gt;this law?)&lt;br /&gt;  *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;    In &lt;span id="lw_1184119262_9" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Maryland&lt;/span&gt; , it is illegal to sell condoms from vending machines&lt;br /&gt; with one exception: Prophylactics may be dispensed from a vending&lt;br /&gt; machine only "in places where alcoholic beverages are sold for&lt;br /&gt; consumption on the premises."&lt;br /&gt;   (Is this a great country or what? Well, not as great as &lt;span id="lw_1184119262_10" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Guam&lt;/span&gt; !)&lt;br /&gt;   *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;  Banging your head against a wall uses  150 calories an hour.&lt;br /&gt;  (Who volunteers for this stuff?)&lt;br /&gt;  *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt; Humans and dolphins are the only species that have sex for&lt;br /&gt; pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;  (Is that why Flipper was always smiling?)&lt;br /&gt;  *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;    The ant can lift 50 times its own weight, can pull 30 times its&lt;br /&gt;own weight and  Always falls over on its right side  When intoxicated.&lt;br /&gt;  (From drinking little bottles of???)  (Did the government pay  For&lt;br /&gt; this research??)&lt;br /&gt;  *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;  Butterflies taste with their feet.&lt;br /&gt;  (Ah, geez.)&lt;br /&gt;  *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;  An ostrich's eye is bigger than its brain.&lt;br /&gt; (I know some people like that.)&lt;br /&gt; *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;  Starfish don't have brains.&lt;br /&gt;  (I know some people like that, too.)&lt;br /&gt;  *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;  And, the best for last?&lt;br /&gt;  Turtles can breathe through their butts.&lt;br /&gt;   (And I thought I had bad  Breath in the morning!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-6443709309934512035?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/6443709309934512035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=6443709309934512035&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/6443709309934512035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/6443709309934512035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2007/07/proof-that-world-is-nuts.html' title='Proof That The World Is Nuts'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-1369332749258700577</id><published>2007-07-08T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T21:58:59.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To The 'Calm and Peaceful' One</title><content type='html'>One more day one more problem. They seem to mount as time goes on, maybe it is because we had it so good or maybe it's bad luck pursuing us to ruin any good that there is left. Maybe it's the grim reaper waiting in the corner preparing us for what we can't escape. They say it's when we are at our bleakest moment that we will finely see the light, that we will see the light shine at it's brightest.  We've been waiting for that light for so long and just when I think we're prepared for that light we plunge deeper into the dark abyss of life.&lt;br /&gt;I can't image what you are going through all I can do is sympathize, I reach out to hold your hand... but it's not there... I move closer and want to hold you ... the distance separates us. All I can do is cry and pray that that pain will not take hold of you and bring you down. That you will find the courage and strength that I know is in you to be the happy, despite what life has thrown your way.&lt;br /&gt;They say that out of the ashes of life spring the most beautiful flowers... You have always been beautiful to me and to top it off, you have all those qualities that count most in this life: The smile that shines like the sun and melts even the stone cold , the heart that loves even when you hurt, and the courage to face life with grace and understanding even when all odds point against you. I guess God blessed you with this because He knew that you had a special place to fill in this world. That you needed all these qualities to overcome and become what He has meant for you to be.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that you are not alone, and that we are standing right by your side. We may not understand you completely, but each one of us understands at least one side of you. Maybe that is why you where born to such a big family. Who knows... All that to say: I Love YOU and keep being the cheerful person He has made you !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS. If you don't know what this is about, don't ask questions.. just take it for what it's worth.. I guess)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-1369332749258700577?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/1369332749258700577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=1369332749258700577&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/1369332749258700577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/1369332749258700577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2007/07/the.html' title='To The &apos;Calm and Peaceful&apos; One'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-5936068235785804448</id><published>2007-07-01T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T11:34:03.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For All Us Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tcRiXOONqf0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tcRiXOONqf0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all us big girls that don't fit into the thin and beautiful criteria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-5936068235785804448?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/5936068235785804448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=5936068235785804448&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/5936068235785804448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/5936068235785804448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2007/07/for-all-us-girls.html' title='For All Us Girls'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-5936927371368683077</id><published>2007-06-28T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T15:39:05.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Cool fo' Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/myJj0mNNe1Y"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/myJj0mNNe1Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-5936927371368683077?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/5936927371368683077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=5936927371368683077&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/5936927371368683077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/5936927371368683077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2007/06/too-cool-for-shoes.html' title='Too Cool fo&apos; Shoes'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-3857487486478835544</id><published>2007-06-15T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T05:30:39.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Lisa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RnKC6KAI7YI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xRIiT4FKj4A/s1600-h/Foto+2004_set_00_foto+02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RnKC6KAI7YI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xRIiT4FKj4A/s320/Foto+2004_set_00_foto+02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076263665628933506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://lisaplusfamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lisa &lt;/a&gt;finely started her own blog..Hurray!!!&lt;br /&gt;She is fun, sexy and just downright adorable. Beware her blog it's very... pink. So those of you who are light sensitive might want to put some shades on and then you're ready for a wonderful treat. So get moving... what are u still doing over here.. click on her name you'll be there. Ciao see you later... go go go.. it's ok she won't bite (or so I hope)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-3857487486478835544?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/3857487486478835544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=3857487486478835544&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/3857487486478835544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/3857487486478835544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2007/06/introducing-lisa.html' title='Introducing Lisa'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RnKC6KAI7YI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xRIiT4FKj4A/s72-c/Foto+2004_set_00_foto+02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-5834471322712760037</id><published>2007-06-14T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T18:53:20.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Games?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RnFKoKAI7XI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/apLO-YVbspk/s1600-h/May07+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RnFKoKAI7XI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/apLO-YVbspk/s320/May07+109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075920308763422066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peter lost to this wonderful game of checkers, thus the very happy expression in the previous post, not to mention his embarrassing behavior at the club of just standing and staring at the dancing girls, CREEPY  ...despite it he entertained us and even met a pretty girl.  Would have had pics of that but.. my batteries ran out. Dang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RnFKfaAI7WI/AAAAAAAAAEI/nrgRPdB82Tk/s1600-h/May07+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RnFKfaAI7WI/AAAAAAAAAEI/nrgRPdB82Tk/s320/May07+132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075920158439566690" 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/24498460-5834471322712760037?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/5834471322712760037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=5834471322712760037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/5834471322712760037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/5834471322712760037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2007/06/games.html' title='Games?!'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RnFKoKAI7XI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/apLO-YVbspk/s72-c/May07+109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-6200788450394698439</id><published>2007-06-14T06:47:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T08:06:08.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out and About</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Rn01O6AI7ZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/n4c0QHZzHwU/s1600-h/May07+156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Rn01O6AI7ZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/n4c0QHZzHwU/s320/May07+156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079274484948069778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RnFIfKAI7VI/AAAAAAAAADw/QWE_BBZs-V8/s1600-h/May07+156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RnFIfKAI7VI/AAAAAAAAADw/QWE_BBZs-V8/s320/May07+156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075917955121343826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peter being...happy&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Rn01cKAI7aI/AAAAAAAAAEo/eBd7c2OnUs0/s1600-h/May07+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Rn01cKAI7aI/AAAAAAAAAEo/eBd7c2OnUs0/s320/May07+104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079274712581336482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike And Marie wonderful friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Rn01taAI7bI/AAAAAAAAAEw/j1sOBb5a_QY/s1600-h/May07+163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Rn01taAI7bI/AAAAAAAAAEw/j1sOBb5a_QY/s320/May07+163.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079275008934079922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike Becoming One W/ the City                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      -                  &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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Rn02qKAI7dI/AAAAAAAAAFA/1nYLi_6eoQ8/s1600-h/May07+153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Rn02qKAI7dI/AAAAAAAAAFA/1nYLi_6eoQ8/s320/May07+153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079276052611132882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine and Us&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-6200788450394698439?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/6200788450394698439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=6200788450394698439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/6200788450394698439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/6200788450394698439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2007/06/out-and-about_14.html' title='Out and About'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Rn01O6AI7ZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/n4c0QHZzHwU/s72-c/May07+156.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-5490620616353828556</id><published>2007-05-25T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T20:49:00.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quirky Musings</title><content type='html'>I've been having this sudden urge to write... about what I don't really know, but obviously there is something within me that is trying so hard to get out, so here we begin... let's see where it takes us?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been contemplating on a lot of things lately, nothing in specific just thinking in my wondering sort of way with no beginning and definitely no end. It's funny how a person's mind can do that, it's like our brain is a little universe and we are God. I've always wondered how God could be everywhere at the same time. and viola-- it hit me, here I am thinking of a billion things at once yet it was all done in one tiny microscopical spot, in my puny brain. God and the universe are like my thoughts-- endless, with no beginning and no end. But unlike my insignificant brain with it's insufficient power God is in control, has purpose and meaning.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I agree, it's a weird analogy, but it makes perfect sense to me.&lt;br /&gt;Now  the mind sure is powerful, if I could only order my mind to accomplish mundane tasks in the speed in which I think them up. Ahhh, now that would definitely make life easier.. and give me ample time for my 'profound' musings. I guess God knew better then allow me to do that or maybe He'll enlighten me with the knowledge on the mechanisms of the brain and thus bestow upon me the gift of accomplishing different tasks all at the same time using solely the power of the mind/brain. Who knows time will tell...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-5490620616353828556?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/5490620616353828556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=5490620616353828556&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/5490620616353828556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/5490620616353828556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2007/05/quirky-musings.html' title='Quirky Musings'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-364213393333772680</id><published>2007-05-13T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T21:00:11.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bestest Card Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RkfcW6o5SPI/AAAAAAAAADI/N9pZuo1Dhmo/s1600-h/May07+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 201px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RkfcW6o5SPI/AAAAAAAAADI/N9pZuo1Dhmo/s320/May07+074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064258592257427698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My arch-angels, the bestest brothers in the world, surprised me with this huge card for mothers day, yeah I'm not their mother (thankfully..oops that shouldn't have gone in there), but it's nice to feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;A big THANK YOU to Sil and Peter for making this day so very special. I love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;(psst. mom if you read this.. the card was actually intended for you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RkfcGKo5SOI/AAAAAAAAADA/HqeElV9vk8I/s1600-h/May07+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RkfcGKo5SOI/AAAAAAAAADA/HqeElV9vk8I/s320/May07+077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064258304494618850" 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/24498460-364213393333772680?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/364213393333772680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=364213393333772680&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/364213393333772680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/364213393333772680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2007/05/bestest-card-ever.html' title='Bestest Card Ever'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RkfcW6o5SPI/AAAAAAAAADI/N9pZuo1Dhmo/s72-c/May07+074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-8738214198338288421</id><published>2007-05-07T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T20:19:57.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tribute to the Sexiest Man Alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Rj_sRao5SLI/AAAAAAAAACo/wr36SlBFUt0/s1600-h/May07+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Rj_sRao5SLI/AAAAAAAAACo/wr36SlBFUt0/s320/May07+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062024290140506290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Owner.Emachine/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/May07/May07%20026.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-8738214198338288421?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/8738214198338288421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=8738214198338288421&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/8738214198338288421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/8738214198338288421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2007/05/tribute-to-sexiest-man-alive.html' title='A Tribute to the Sexiest Man Alive'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Rj_sRao5SLI/AAAAAAAAACo/wr36SlBFUt0/s72-c/May07+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-2010033434354039299</id><published>2007-05-07T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T21:12:34.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Toothless Wonder</title><content type='html'>I never really contemplated on the day that my son would lose his first tooth, for some reason it always seemed to be something off in the distant future.  Sniff Sniff, he is growing up way too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Rj_rdao5SKI/AAAAAAAAACg/EkjbQ66Uj4o/s1600-h/Erictooth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Rj_rdao5SKI/AAAAAAAAACg/EkjbQ66Uj4o/s320/Erictooth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062023396787308706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Rj_mI6o5SJI/AAAAAAAAACY/h7y2rASfKmo/s1600-h/May07+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-2010033434354039299?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/2010033434354039299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=2010033434354039299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/2010033434354039299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/2010033434354039299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-toothless-wonder.html' title='My Toothless Wonder'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Rj_rdao5SKI/AAAAAAAAACg/EkjbQ66Uj4o/s72-c/Erictooth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-8957900026870308681</id><published>2007-05-07T19:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T10:15:09.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh look what the '80 forgot on my blog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RkdHi6o5SNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j6bb2VeelQo/s1600-h/May07+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RkdHi6o5SNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j6bb2VeelQo/s320/May07+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064094971183319250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Rj_ke6o5SHI/AAAAAAAAACE/1x_5OpUo1ss/s1600-h/May07+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Rj_ke6o5SHI/AAAAAAAAACE/1x_5OpUo1ss/s320/May07+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062015725975718002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep Josh it's time to leave the '80 where it belongs...in the '80's I should add an 80's song with this one... the day I'll learn to do that..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-8957900026870308681?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/8957900026870308681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=8957900026870308681&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/8957900026870308681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/8957900026870308681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2007/05/oh-look-what-80-forgot-on-my-blog.html' title='Oh look what the &apos;80 forgot on my blog...'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RkdHi6o5SNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j6bb2VeelQo/s72-c/May07+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-9190659975175060318</id><published>2007-05-02T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T16:58:02.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All @ Eman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eman was complaining of how I post 'ugly' picz of him, so just to make things right here are some pics he approved of:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RjklTao5SFI/AAAAAAAAAB0/51PrpjyiZdM/s1600-h/2007+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060116671826053202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RjklTao5SFI/AAAAAAAAAB0/51PrpjyiZdM/s320/2007+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RjklLKo5SEI/AAAAAAAAABs/0ZAF6CUP174/s1600-h/2007+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060116530092132418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RjklLKo5SEI/AAAAAAAAABs/0ZAF6CUP174/s320/2007+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Rjklbqo5SGI/AAAAAAAAAB8/nwzZLptQ2Q0/s1600-h/2007+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060116813559973986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Rjklbqo5SGI/AAAAAAAAAB8/nwzZLptQ2Q0/s320/2007+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/24498460-9190659975175060318?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/9190659975175060318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=9190659975175060318&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/9190659975175060318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/9190659975175060318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2007/05/all-eman.html' title='All @ Eman'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RjklTao5SFI/AAAAAAAAAB0/51PrpjyiZdM/s72-c/2007+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-8822196099050975903</id><published>2007-04-29T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T20:04:31.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys willl be ... dogs?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RjVcoao5SDI/AAAAAAAAABk/KUgJpXY_Ogk/s1600-h/2007+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RjVcoao5SDI/AAAAAAAAABk/KUgJpXY_Ogk/s320/2007+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059051605835991090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RjVcdao5SCI/AAAAAAAAABc/5tu0BfPSm6k/s1600-h/2007+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RjVcdao5SCI/AAAAAAAAABc/5tu0BfPSm6k/s320/2007+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059051416857430050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RjVcXKo5SBI/AAAAAAAAABU/lhbg_dddlXY/s1600-h/2007+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RjVcXKo5SBI/AAAAAAAAABU/lhbg_dddlXY/s320/2007+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059051309483247634" 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/24498460-8822196099050975903?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/8822196099050975903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=8822196099050975903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/8822196099050975903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/8822196099050975903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2007/04/boys-willl-be-dogs.html' title='Boys willl be ... dogs?!'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RjVcoao5SDI/AAAAAAAAABk/KUgJpXY_Ogk/s72-c/2007+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-6167586403517509357</id><published>2007-04-29T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T20:00:57.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Springtime Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RjVbq6o5SAI/AAAAAAAAABM/4pYEde87LZk/s1600-h/April07+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RjVbq6o5SAI/AAAAAAAAABM/4pYEde87LZk/s320/April07+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059050549274036226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RjVbc6o5R_I/AAAAAAAAABE/oUkTDzilyr0/s1600-h/April07+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RjVbc6o5R_I/AAAAAAAAABE/oUkTDzilyr0/s320/April07+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059050308755867634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RjVbGao5R-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/fCvh6pK-IuM/s1600-h/2007+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RjVbGao5R-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/fCvh6pK-IuM/s320/2007+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059049922208810978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RjVaz6o5R9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/xjB2H7CyzZg/s1600-h/2007+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RjVaz6o5R9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/xjB2H7CyzZg/s320/2007+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059049604381231058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RjVarKo5R8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/SQ-tJKShzLk/s1600-h/April07+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RjVarKo5R8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/SQ-tJKShzLk/s320/April07+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059049454057375682" 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/24498460-6167586403517509357?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/6167586403517509357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=6167586403517509357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/6167586403517509357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/6167586403517509357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2007/04/springtime-madness.html' title='Springtime Madness'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/RjVbq6o5SAI/AAAAAAAAABM/4pYEde87LZk/s72-c/April07+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-7407767883228431648</id><published>2007-04-19T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T17:12:18.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why the Paranoia??</title><content type='html'>It's funny how what you are raised with can still effect you in your adulthood. It's funny how even when all the proof points in one direction, people still prefer to believe in the lie. If presented with a different opinion or facts, they will automatically look down on it and drag others with them in their blissful ignorance. Preferring to go my some appointed guru, so-called specialist, PhD,  or religious leader.&lt;br /&gt;The fact is this, no one knows everything about anything, and for your own sake it's best to make decisions based on objective facts. It is easy to be lulled by the persistent peer pressure of what surrounds you, but is it really the right thing to do? Is it really safe for you/your family? Just mechanically following the flow of any given situation does not make it correct.&lt;br /&gt;Just because you grew up with a certain mentality does not make it right.. the key is be able to take a step back and look at things from a different perspective,  we are conditioned on how we see things so ask  yourself  questions and challenge  yourself. After all, the truth will set you free!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-7407767883228431648?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/7407767883228431648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=7407767883228431648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/7407767883228431648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/7407767883228431648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2007/04/why-paranoia.html' title='Why the Paranoia??'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-34930128663388012</id><published>2007-04-11T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T17:33:20.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aww Such Brotherly Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Rh1-R1qYgQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/hRkJECyopqc/s1600-h/2006+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Rh1-R1qYgQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/hRkJECyopqc/s320/2006+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052333201907286274" 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/24498460-34930128663388012?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/34930128663388012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=34930128663388012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/34930128663388012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/34930128663388012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2007/04/aww-such-brotherly-love.html' title='Aww Such Brotherly Love'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Rh1-R1qYgQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/hRkJECyopqc/s72-c/2006+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-363000549356932388</id><published>2007-04-11T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T17:23:11.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah.. lets catch up from last year</title><content type='html'>before we move on to newer and crazier things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now remember how last year I presented aged pictures of my children to you... well these are the people they toke after. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Rh1671qYgOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ce_YfE1r90o/s1600-h/2006+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Rh1671qYgOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ce_YfE1r90o/s320/2006+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052329525415280866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Rh16tFqYgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_W4eaXW3Gec/s1600-h/2006+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Rh16tFqYgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_W4eaXW3Gec/s320/2006+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052329272012210386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Rh1701qYgPI/AAAAAAAAAAc/egrqpBVpAXc/s1600-h/2006+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Rh1701qYgPI/AAAAAAAAAAc/egrqpBVpAXc/s320/2006+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052330504667824370" 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/24498460-363000549356932388?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/363000549356932388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=363000549356932388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/363000549356932388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/363000549356932388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2007/04/yeah-lets-catch-up-from-last-year.html' title='Yeah.. lets catch up from last year'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DruxQHZkITo/Rh1671qYgOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ce_YfE1r90o/s72-c/2006+054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-117494703022619121</id><published>2007-03-26T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T16:14:22.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a proud Aunty..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5477/2540/1600/100088/BigDaddySil%20021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5477/2540/320/683036/BigDaddySil%20021.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5477/2540/1600/855364/009_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5477/2540/320/546459/009_9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aren't they so cute. Congrats, Ashley and Silvano!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/1600/BigDaddySil%20022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5477/2540/320/471681/BigDaddySil%20022.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5477/2540/1600/465748/BigDaddySil%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5477/2540/320/405699/BigDaddySil%20018.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5477/2540/1600/946183/019_19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5477/2540/320/851411/019_19.jpg" alt="" 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/24498460-117494703022619121?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/117494703022619121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=117494703022619121&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/117494703022619121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/117494703022619121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-proud-aunty.html' title='I&apos;m a proud Aunty..'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-117494602751138834</id><published>2007-03-26T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T15:54:01.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok.. I'm back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5477/2540/1600/649555/020_20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5477/2540/320/585286/020_20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5477/2540/1600/758859/BigDaddySil%20044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5477/2540/320/696187/BigDaddySil%20044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5477/2540/1600/115317/BigDaddySil%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5477/2540/320/17613/BigDaddySil%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5477/2540/1600/212398/014_14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5477/2540/320/512415/014_14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, I know, I've been a delinquent blogger...that's always fun to do. Maybe I'll to better these next 6months.. who knows.&lt;br /&gt;Lets kick this off with some new pics... ones of my bro and his beautuful spwan.&lt;br /&gt;My bro is a proud father of a 7.9 Lb baby, he did give it an.. interesting name so for the sake of the child I will stick strickly with his first name, Nathaniel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-117494602751138834?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/117494602751138834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=117494602751138834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/117494602751138834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/117494602751138834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2007/03/ok-im-back.html' title='Ok.. I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-115984844777903136</id><published>2006-10-02T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T21:07:52.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adorable....</title><content type='html'>I have always sat and wondered how my kids would look as they aged to the golden ripe old age of 70. I no longer have to wonder... I present them to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/1600/DSCF1796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/320/DSCF1796.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/1600/DSCF1808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 244px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/320/DSCF1808.jpg" alt="" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: these faces in no way reflect the beauty of the parents, we shall blame it all on the uncles, of whom we shall post pics of in the defence of the lovely parents.. shortly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-115984844777903136?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/115984844777903136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=115984844777903136&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/115984844777903136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/115984844777903136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2006/10/adorable.html' title='Adorable....'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-115717224369828446</id><published>2006-09-01T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T21:44:03.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And life goes on..</title><content type='html'>It's funny how the more you have to say the least you want too. At least that's the way it goes for me. I've  neglected my blog site for awhile now, not for lack of things to say. It' s just a  lack of words to describe what needs to be said.&lt;br /&gt;So another year has passed me by, I'm a year older, but the wisdom hasn't kicked in yet.. although counting the white hairs on my head, I should be one of the wisest 27 year olds around.&lt;br /&gt;This has been one of the most amazing years I've had, it's funny how so much can happen in a short span of time. Life has tossed us back and forth, hurtled us around, scared the daylights out of us and gently placed us back on our feet. Even though my head is still spinning from all the shaking and tossing about, it's nice to know that there is some peace at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is were I want to be before my 28th year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                Home sweet Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/1600/ItalyFam%20017%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/320/ItalyFam%20017%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/1600/ItalyFam%20050%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/320/ItalyFam%20050%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" 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/24498460-115717224369828446?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/115717224369828446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=115717224369828446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/115717224369828446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/115717224369828446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2006/09/and-life-goes-on_01.html' title='And life goes on..'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-115441124634398227</id><published>2006-07-31T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T22:47:26.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hyperactivity?!!</title><content type='html'>While reading an article today on ADHD, I realized that some people just like to blame their child's  'problem' on some illness, which in reality isn't an illness or a problem. For most cases of ADHD the child is being simply just that, a child!!&lt;br /&gt;In the article it stated that the children in question were out of control during the summer break and how the parents 40 and 50 years of age couldn't keep up. How these parents have opted for Summer Camp to coop with the situation-- as summer camp, much like school, provided  structure and  a rigid schedule.&lt;br /&gt;My question is this, what are people doing having kids at such a late age when really they can't keep up with the these so-called hyperactive kids??&lt;br /&gt;News Flash!! Kids bounce off walls, kids don't sit still, kids love to play, kids need a schedule, kids need attention, kids fidget, kids scribble on walls, kids love being in action!!&lt;br /&gt;While there are some kids that do have ADHD, it seems to be a growing problem. Its astonishing how many kids will be labeled with ADHD and drugged because- OH MY, they are ALIVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Kids aren't supposed to be cute little things sitting quietly on the couch waiting for their parent when their parent has time for them. Kids aren't supposed to behave as saints with halos with that dead look in their eyes.&lt;br /&gt;When I imagine my kids I imagine them happy, cheerful, jumping, doing their crazy things, exploring, curious. I never once imagine them dormant. And really those ADHD drugs, what do they do?- Turn children into little vegetables, lifeless beings.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously if people wanted a doll, that's what they should have bought. Forget having a child if you can't handle their spirit, their life and their laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linked is the article I mentioned about: http://health.msn.com/centers/adhd/articlepage.aspx?cp-documentid+100141306&amp;amp;GT1+8344&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-115441124634398227?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/115441124634398227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=115441124634398227&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/115441124634398227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/115441124634398227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2006/07/hyperactivity.html' title='Hyperactivity?!!'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-115154733023762659</id><published>2006-06-28T19:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T23:11:29.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;At a concert in California, devotional singer Krishna Das told a story of escorting his revered teachers, a frail old Indian couple, to an acupuncturist in New York. They had to walk through a neighborhood dominated by strip clubs, prostitutes, and drug dealers. Every few feet, a new salesperson approached with an offer of crack, weed, crank, or sexual adventures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Krishna Das worried about subjecting his beloved guides to such a degrading experience, but they were unfazed. "This is heaven," said the woman. When a surprised Krishna Das asked what she meant, she replied, "Heaven is any place where one's needs can be met."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny, odd, quirky .. but true, in a sense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-115154733023762659?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/115154733023762659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=115154733023762659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/115154733023762659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/115154733023762659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2006/06/interesting-thought_28.html' title='Interesting thought'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-115153067452850493</id><published>2006-06-28T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T16:57:44.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angry MOM</title><content type='html'>FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE: June 29, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A Tale of Two Nursing Moms"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Racine, WI Â This Saturday, two moms are organizing a nationwide nurse-in of the popular lingerie store, Victoria's Secret. Prompted by run-ins with Victoria's Secret employees, Rebecca Cook, of Burlington, WI and Jessie Chandler, of Quincy, MA have decided to do something about state and federal laws that do not protect nursing mothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On June 21, 2006, Rebecca Cook entered a Victoria's Secret store with a friend to browse through the sales racks. While in the store, Mrs. Cook's daughter wanted to nurse, so she went to the dressing room and asked for one. When a dressing room wasn't available, she said that she'd sit out of the way and nurse her daughter, and was told that she wasn't allowed to by a store employee, that she would have to use a restroom. After she refused to use a restroom to nurse her daughter, a dressing room opened up, and while she was in it, the two store employees were heard loudly discussing, right outside her dressing room, to make sure if there's an occupied sign that the dressing room is truly occupied and to get customers in and out of the dressing rooms as soon as possible. Mrs. Cook left the dressing room because of their rudeness, nursing her daughter on her way out of the store. When she called to complain to the store manager, she was told that the employee probably asked her to nurse in the restroom because the sight of her breasts might offend a customer. Taking the complaint of the treatment by the store manager to the corporate customer service wasn't any further help, because she was told that women are not allowed to try on clothing in the middle of the store, therefore they are not allowed to nurse in the middle of the sales floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a similar incident, Jessie Chandler entered a Victoria's Secret store on June 22, 2006 to browse the sales racks as well, after feeding her daughter. A saleswoman approached her to welcome her to Victoria's Secret, and Mrs. Chandler asked to use a changing room. When asked by the sales associate if she was going to change her daughter's diaper, Mrs. Chandler said that she was going to nurse her, to which the sales associate replied with giving directions to the bathroom outside the store. Mrs. Chandler refused to use the bathroom, and the attendant said that it was unsanitary for her to nurse in the dressing room because people change in them. When Mrs. Chandler called the store manager, she received an apology. Mrs. Chandler called Victoria's Secret's corporate office after hearing of Mrs. Cook's experience with corporate's customer service, and was told that Mrs. Chandler's experience was an isolated experience and that she would have a letter of apology sent out to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This nurse-in is not about Victoria's Secret's lack of enforcing their company policy; the company only prompted the awareness for a need for state and federal protection for nursing mothers. The federal government has invested a lot of time and money into advertising about breastfeeding being the best nutrition for babies, but without federal protection, some moms might give up when they're told that breast milk is dirty and unsanitary. To make those federal dollars most effective, we have to protect and educate; protect a mother's right to nurse in public, and educate those that work with the public on the proper way to handle nursing in public and those that might complain about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A Tale of Two Nursing Moms" seeks to bring recognition to the need for a federal law that protects a nursing mother's right to feed her baby anywhere that she and her baby would otherwise be allowed to be. We're urging moms to go to their local Victoria's Secret on July 1 at 1 pm to nurse their babies and be a part of this important movement."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a bunch of retards, I wouldn't have just walked all over the store nursing my baby (something I did do, and am proud of doing)! I'm going to borrow a child on the1st of July.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care, my boobs while in a child's mouth is FOOD. I am NOT ever going to nurse my child in the bathroom, I would have told the attendant to go eat her lunch in the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how society twists something natural into something perverse. To you PERVERTS, get OUT of MY WAY!!! For anyone that thinks nursing is something to hide, go hide your bottles because there is nothing more perverse then feeding a child with glass or plastic. (This statement excludes those that have a valid reason to bottle feed their child).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-115153067452850493?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/115153067452850493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=115153067452850493&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/115153067452850493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/115153067452850493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2006/06/angry-mom.html' title='Angry MOM'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-115086095924866887</id><published>2006-06-20T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T20:59:59.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My profound thought...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/1600/sillyphilosophy.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/320/sillyphilosophy.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slipping through my fingers is the life once lived. Old ideas vanish, new ones forming.&lt;br /&gt;Perspective changes, the heart never.&lt;br /&gt;Standing alone, on the brink of time.. holding the hourglass waiting for the turn. Grain hitting on grain, dead silence, yet I hear the thunder.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly turning.. topsy turvy, so my life is.&lt;br /&gt;Changing with the passing of time, hitting the bottom of the hourglass not a pleasant sight.&lt;br /&gt;And life goes on, one era ended in my small fraction of a lifetime, new one will begin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-115086095924866887?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/115086095924866887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=115086095924866887&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/115086095924866887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/115086095924866887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-profound-thought.html' title='My profound thought...'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-115017864489652636</id><published>2006-06-12T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T23:04:43.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spanglish</title><content type='html'>So yeah, I'm a little late with the watching of 'Spanglish'. It hasent' really been on the top of my list and still isn't, but I had a question and have been mulling over it for a couple days now: Why in God's earth did he not touch the maid?!&lt;br /&gt;My conclusion was this, maybe it was true love. I think that if you truely love a person you can touch without touching, but my thoughts apart.&lt;br /&gt;Let's say if they did the deed, would it have marred something beautiful? Would it have defiled something perfect? Would that memory that had been burned into her heart, just been brushed off as a passionate event?&lt;br /&gt;Or do you think that it would have been just as beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'm a romantic, and I know very few agree with how I look at love. I know that this is just a movie, I was just sitting here thinking of how I would have ended the movie if I were the director. Seriously, I don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-115017864489652636?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/115017864489652636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=115017864489652636&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/115017864489652636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/115017864489652636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2006/06/spanglish.html' title='Spanglish'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-114783592582140026</id><published>2006-05-16T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T20:33:44.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moms in Jail</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/1600/AprilVacationH%20029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/320/AprilVacationH%20029.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/1600/AprilVacationH%20030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/320/AprilVacationH%20030.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/1600/AprilVacationH%20038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/320/AprilVacationH%20038.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/1600/AprilVacationH%20024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/320/AprilVacationH%20024.jpg" alt="" 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/24498460-114783592582140026?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/114783592582140026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=114783592582140026&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/114783592582140026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/114783592582140026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2006/05/moms-in-jail.html' title='Moms in Jail'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-114730002711643110</id><published>2006-05-10T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T15:37:48.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Had a blast...for all those I chatted with, I want you to know my in-laws are Great!</title><content type='html'>At the Zoo, yeah sure the kids enjoyed it... but, shhhhh I think we adults had more fun,Snicker. Too bad I haven't fiddled with blogspot enough to find out how to add on video clips... BTW, that's my sis-in-law, crazy little thing. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/1600/AprilVacation%20039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/320/AprilVacation%20039.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/1600/AprilVacationH%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/320/AprilVacationH%20015.jpg" alt="" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh yes Bob Marley's is a great drink, Mr. Jamaica is explaining the 3 methods of drinking it. For me the blue was very strong, so I mixed it.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/1600/AprilVacationH%20021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/320/AprilVacationH%20021.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/1600/AprilVacation%20001.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/320/AprilVacation%20001.5.jpg" alt="" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't she a doll??! I really want a girl now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/1600/AprilVacation%20003.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/320/AprilVacation%20003.0.jpg" alt="" 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/24498460-114730002711643110?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/114730002711643110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=114730002711643110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/114730002711643110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/114730002711643110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2006/05/had-blastfor-all-those-i-chatted-with.html' title='Had a blast...for all those I chatted with, I want you to know my in-laws are Great!'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-114549066279126974</id><published>2006-04-19T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T16:55:27.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust Issues</title><content type='html'>Never ever, ever trust a man to do your business.&lt;br /&gt;Today the carpet cleaner arrived, he arrived an hour and a half late, high as a kite and I knew that he was the type you oughta watch and make sure they get the job done. But since my day had already been postponed I decided that I could turn over the very hard, intense, being nice and trying to get the job done task over to my dear, sweet, lovely hubby since we both share the same desire of a beautiful carpet and getting 'your monies worth' dream... Or so I had thought.&lt;br /&gt;After making it so that I gave the carpet floor 8 hr plus to dry, I come back home to find that my dreams were crushed. I had spent 40$ and wore myself out for over 8 hrs. to come home to a 'mopped' carpet. I know, I know I did say that you can't mop a carpet in my earlier post but I was proven wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Now if you've ever seen a 'mopped' carpet you'd be very devastated with the result. It's a watered carpet with a vacuumed look. The guy didn't move the couches, but hey that's ok it was clean under there.. but he didn't even move the table, it's light I can move it ... in fact I did moved it to one side all he had to do was move it to the other side and clean, not to mention areas that didn't even get touched by his soggy attempts to clean. Devastated I look at my hubby and asked him if he even watched what the guy did. His reply just made my body shudder in anger, he decided to go back to bed and let the man work. Arrgh was I angry. I still am.. but I don't know at who, the carpet cleaner guy or my hubby.&lt;br /&gt;All that to say never entrust your money or carpet to a man, at least not to the men mentioned above. LOL!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-114549066279126974?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/114549066279126974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=114549066279126974&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/114549066279126974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/114549066279126974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2006/04/trust-issues.html' title='Trust Issues'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-114533477181702849</id><published>2006-04-17T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T21:32:51.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paranoid about...</title><content type='html'>Carpets... I hate them!!! I just spent an hour going around my little apartment tackling all the little spots, so that when the carpet 'cleaners' arrive I'd be sure the job was done.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, I just hate carpets, did I mention that before?? I hate them!! The filthiest invention ever made.. most people mop their floors every night. Can you do that to a carpet?? Not really.&lt;br /&gt;The shivers that climb up my spine just thinking of the filth collected on the base of my carpeted floor, all the bacteria, pests ... ooooo maggots, beneath my carpet floor. Ack, the nightmare.. Mommy I'm scared!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to cleaning... A laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-114533477181702849?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/114533477181702849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=114533477181702849&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/114533477181702849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/114533477181702849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2006/04/paranoid-about.html' title='Paranoid about...'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-114490104260162902</id><published>2006-04-12T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T21:05:05.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some sound adivce!</title><content type='html'>Cancer update -- Johns Hopkins -- Cancer News from Johns Hopkins:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. No plastic containers in micro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. No water bottles in freezer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. No plastic wrap in microwave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johns Hopkins has recently sent this out in its newsletters. This information is being circulated at Walter Reed Army Medical Center as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dioxin chemicals causes cancer, especially breast cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dioxins are highly poisonous to the cells of our bodies. Don't freeze your plastic bottles with water in them as this releases dioxins from the plastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, Dr. Edward Fujimoto, Wellness Program Ma nager at CastleHospital, was on a TV program to explain this health hazard. He talked about dioxins and how bad they are for us. He said that we should not be heating our food in the microwave using plastic containers. This especially applies to foods that contain fat. He said that the combination of fat, high heat, and plastics releases dioxin into the food and ultimately into the cells of the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, he recommends using glass, such as Corning Ware, Pyrex or ceramic containers for heating food. You get the same results, only without the dioxin. So such things as TV dinners, instant ramen and soups, etc., should be removed from the container and heated in something else. Paper isn't bad but you don't know what is in the paper. It's just safer to use tempered glass, Corning Ware, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He reminded us that a while ago some of the fast food restaurants moved away from the foam containers to paper. The dioxin problem is one of the reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, he pointed out that plastic wrap, such as Saran, is just as dangerous when placed over foods to be cooked in the microwave. As the food is nuked, the high heat causes poisonous toxins to actually melt out of the plastic wrap and drip into the food. cover food with a paper towel instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an article that should be given to anyone important in your life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my 'good deed' for the day.. heh! So ya'll out there take heed and beware!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys too much to see you make stupid mistakes that will cost you and others thier lives!&lt;br /&gt;Muah, smoochies, droodles and all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-114490104260162902?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/114490104260162902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=114490104260162902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/114490104260162902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/114490104260162902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2006/04/some-sound-adivce.html' title='Some sound adivce!'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-114490043926829735</id><published>2006-04-12T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T20:55:13.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In-Laws</title><content type='html'>There is nothing scarier then an in-law you've never met. Oh well, at least for me...&lt;br /&gt;The worries, the concerns, the fears.. Oh my God, someone please make me stop thinking. I get all stressed out, and for what?? Man, I need a brain implant.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's the added pressure of wanting to get along.. I don't know, really who cares. You do or you don't. I guess it's different with family.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorta looking forward to it, yet I have this pending doom in the back of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll keep ya posted and let you know how it went.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-114490043926829735?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/114490043926829735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=114490043926829735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/114490043926829735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/114490043926829735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2006/04/in-laws.html' title='In-Laws'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-114489842517679026</id><published>2006-04-12T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T20:41:23.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Addicted</title><content type='html'>I need you&lt;br /&gt;I want you&lt;br /&gt;I desire you&lt;br /&gt;I crave you&lt;br /&gt;I yearn for you&lt;br /&gt;I long for you&lt;br /&gt;Idespise you&lt;br /&gt;I hate you&lt;br /&gt;I acknowledge you&lt;br /&gt;I take you&lt;br /&gt;I embrace you&lt;br /&gt;I need you in the morning&lt;br /&gt;I need you in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;I need your cheer&lt;br /&gt;I need you to make me think clear&lt;br /&gt;there is no substitute for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COFFEE I'm lost without YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-114489842517679026?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/114489842517679026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=114489842517679026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/114489842517679026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/114489842517679026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2006/04/addicted.html' title='Addicted'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-114433125928143631</id><published>2006-04-06T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T06:47:39.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break--Just a couple of  lovable rascles having fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/1600/Crazyboys%20019.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/320/Crazyboys%20019.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/1600/Crazyboys%20015.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/320/Crazyboys%20015.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/1600/Crazyboys%20032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/320/Crazyboys%20032.jpg" alt="" 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/24498460-114433125928143631?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/114433125928143631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=114433125928143631&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/114433125928143631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/114433125928143631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2006/04/spring-break-just-couple-of-lovable.html' title='Spring Break--Just a couple of  lovable rascles having fun!'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-114433097573856552</id><published>2006-04-06T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T06:42:55.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/1600/Crazyboys%20028.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/320/Crazyboys%20028.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/1600/Crazyboys%20030.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/320/Crazyboys%20030.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/1600/Crazyboys%20042.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/320/Crazyboys%20042.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/1600/Crazyboys%20044.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/320/Crazyboys%20044.0.jpg" alt="" 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/24498460-114433097573856552?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/114433097573856552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=114433097573856552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/114433097573856552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/114433097573856552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2006/04/spring-break_06.html' title='Spring Break..'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-114430715342781776</id><published>2006-04-05T23:37:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T06:32:05.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/1600/Crazyboys%20037.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/320/Crazyboys%20037.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/1600/Crazyboys%20038.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/320/Crazyboys%20038.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-114430715342781776?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/114430715342781776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=114430715342781776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/114430715342781776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/114430715342781776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2006/04/spring-break_05.html' title='Spring Break...'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-114361141937516179</id><published>2006-03-28T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T21:50:19.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Siblings</title><content type='html'>Today I watched 'In Her Shoes', I thought it was a sweet little movie. I can't say I can relate to it much, but one thing is for sure we are a tight family.&lt;br /&gt;I loved growing up in my ever expanding family, quiet proud of it actually. So proud that every New Years Eve when we'd hold this ceremony known as the 'Candle Light Service', we'd all wish for a new baby brother or sister (that depends on what side you were on in battle of the sexes). Yep! And my mom ended up with 10 of us.&lt;br /&gt;We were and still are a rowdy bunch, the talk of the small town and an ever expanding family... No, not by means of my mother, she reluctantly passed the torch on to us.&lt;br /&gt;Life had it's funny turns of events, things didn't end as a 'happy' family was supposed to, but I still treasure each and every one of my siblings, they all hold a special place in my heart and I know things will be okay because.. Hey, we're family.&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how much easier it is to forgive your own family, find excuses for them and truly want to help them. It's funny how you can't live with or without them. It's funny how a little thing can spur things into action, and how easily things will calm down.&lt;br /&gt;I miss our crazy bunch! But I'm glad I'm over here.. nana nana nana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man... I need a scanner!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-114361141937516179?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/114361141937516179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=114361141937516179&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/114361141937516179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/114361141937516179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2006/03/siblings.html' title='Siblings'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-114343529574335343</id><published>2006-03-26T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T10:33:48.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belly dancing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Guy friend&lt;/span&gt;: "So girls, were are you going tonight"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: "Out.. Ladies night." With an assertive smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Guy friend&lt;/span&gt;: "Yeah... but were?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;: "Oh we're going to watch some belly dancers."&lt;br /&gt;Here I start feeling a little uncomfortable, giggle and  scratch the back of my neck... knowing what would come next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Guy friend&lt;/span&gt; with a quizzical, stumped look in his face: "What do you mean belly dancers? You girls are going to go out to watch girls dance, like a strip club.. why would you want to do that, are you gay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: "Heh heh, no we're not gay... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;: "Actually belly dancing is not supposed to be thought of in that way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Guy friend&lt;/span&gt;: "No, what do you mean..."&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriend interrupts to explain the history of belly dancers and it origins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I too did not have a clear knowledge of the role belly dancer/ing held in history, I had many misconceptions of who they were and what they did. So I thought that today would be a great day for a little history, enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.shira.net/whole-family.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P.S: I did have a video clip of that fun night out... I still haven't figured this blog thing out, so berry berry sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-114343529574335343?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/114343529574335343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=114343529574335343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/114343529574335343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/114343529574335343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2006/03/belly-dancing.html' title='Belly dancing'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-114308504653071881</id><published>2006-03-22T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T19:37:26.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings of the mind..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Mediterranean  Sea,&lt;br /&gt;I hear you beckoning me&lt;br /&gt;Waves washing ashore&lt;br /&gt;Your soft voice, your hushing lull.&lt;br /&gt;Reluctant thoughts stroll by&lt;br /&gt;I miss the warmth of the sun,&lt;br /&gt;of days careless and free&lt;br /&gt;Rolling sand between my fingers,&lt;br /&gt;Feet tickled by the rising tide.&lt;br /&gt;Here I stand gazing out my 'window'&lt;br /&gt;memories fading of my time spent at sea&lt;br /&gt;In a world not for me,&lt;br /&gt;forced by fate to sit and wait.&lt;br /&gt;Life passes painfully in slow motion&lt;br /&gt;While my head spins and never rests.&lt;br /&gt;Timeless mind, how fast it goes&lt;br /&gt;Fastforwarding mentally as if plans&lt;br /&gt;for the future would collide&lt;br /&gt;with the reality of today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Wake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&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/24498460-114308504653071881?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/114308504653071881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=114308504653071881&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/114308504653071881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/114308504653071881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2006/03/ramblings-of-mind_22.html' title='Ramblings of the mind..'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-114298749239908508</id><published>2006-03-21T16:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T16:53:49.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little of our crazy world..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/1600/14%20patjeter...Shqiperi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/320/14%20patjeter...Shqiperi.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a little bit of Albania for you.&lt;br /&gt;You gotta give it to them when it comes to making the best of an odd situation. As we say: "Where there is a will, there is a way."&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/1600/83.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/320/83.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, never thought of doing that.&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/1600/12%20Brezi%20i%20Enverit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5477/2540/320/12%20Brezi%20i%20Enverit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                  &lt;br /&gt;And here is one Tough Grandma.. bet ur Granny can't do that.&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;As crazy as this country is, I love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-114298749239908508?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/114298749239908508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=114298749239908508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/114298749239908508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/114298749239908508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2006/03/little-of-our-crazy-world_21.html' title='A little of our crazy world..'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24498460.post-114298649697857388</id><published>2006-03-21T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T16:48:27.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So here we go</title><content type='html'>Lets have some FUN!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24498460-114298649697857388?l=wake-wake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/feeds/114298649697857388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24498460&amp;postID=114298649697857388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/114298649697857388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24498460/posts/default/114298649697857388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wake-wake.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-here-we-go.html' title='So here we go'/><author><name>Wake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16683649310348128446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
