<?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-3310208</id><updated>2012-01-29T10:04:21.140-06:00</updated><category term='#1 fan'/><category term='Blaqk Audio'/><category term='travels'/><category term='Bulls'/><category term='names'/><category term='dethklok'/><category term='soxfest 2007'/><category term='pitty party'/><category term='Spills Lane'/><category term='as i lay dying'/><category term='music'/><category term='Metal in church'/><category term='Weekend Recap'/><category term='life'/><category term='boring'/><category term='daily events'/><category term='job'/><category term='Chicago Fire'/><category term='metal'/><category term='Super Bowl'/><category term='UFC'/><category term='chicago bears'/><category term='sell out'/><category term='Concerts'/><category term='site news'/><category term='anah aevia'/><category term='drunk bastard'/><category term='Video'/><category term='work'/><category term='google'/><title type='text'>Backward Cursive</title><subtitle type='html'>retreattothefetalposition</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1715</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-8526460852656089648</id><published>2009-12-22T20:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T20:23:02.432-06:00</updated><title type='text'>End of a year.</title><content type='html'>3rd Post of the year and it is to say the year is over. Excellent.  This year was quite wonderful. Married, job going well, not living with parents. Really nothing to complain about. I should probably think of something I am interested in and start writing about that subject rather than my life, because obviously not a whole lot to talk about here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-8526460852656089648?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/8526460852656089648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=8526460852656089648' title='33 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/8526460852656089648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/8526460852656089648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2009/12/end-of-year.html' title='End of a year.'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-2542212902276280944</id><published>2009-06-26T21:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:04:29.387-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#1 fan'/><title type='text'>I have 1 fan!</title><content type='html'>Today was an exciting day. Upon entering work and checking my e-mail, I got a special email from a friend letting me know he is the single person who subscribes to my blog via google reader. Oh joy I have made it big time. At least I know it isn't all for nothing.  I think I am just going to blog about my day and try to leave out some details that might get me in trouble. First let me mention that if you are a teenager who owns a convertible I have a quick fun idea for you.  Go to your local super market and pick up some bologna or any other fun lunch meat, but bologna works the best. Next plan a trip somewhere with some friends, enough friends where there has to be two cars.  Be sure to take the lead and at some point start throwing up the bologna at the car behind you.  If you are asking why it has to be on your friends car rather than a strangers, well because I don't want to suggest anything that might get someone killed.  Anyways bologna makes for a fun smears across any windsheild it comes in contact with so go at it. Moving on to the day I had.  This is my routine I wake up around 7ish to take a shower. I get dressed and do any other necessary grooming, get some yogurt and a beverage.  I head into my car turn on the &lt;a href="http://670thescore.com"&gt;Score 670&lt;/a&gt; and I am on my way. It typically takes me 40-50 minutes to get to my work as I have to travel roughly 26 construction filled miles.  Once I arrive at work I either open the place up or just walk in prepare my waffles and yogurt and eat some breakfast while looking at the emails I got from the previous day. Depending on what day of the week it is I either go on to do random marketing/SEO/SEM stuff or I am out in the warehouse processing orders for the day. Small business is fun like that.  No one really has a set position, you really just have to do whatever is needed for that day. Recently work has had some major lows, but also some major highs. I must say I really enjoy my job, from the sport I love that I get to deal with on a daily basis. To being able to work with a good friend everyday and not having any sort of dress code. To just learning new things everyday and making some huge decisions with companies I never though I would be able to deal with. Anyways, that is my day, everyday. Today I also decided I should probably hit the gym up again, while not really getting heavier I can tell I am getting a big more jiggly. Basically I think my muscle has returned to it's normal state of being fat. Not a big surprise as I just haven't had the motivation to get to the gym in over 2 weeks and have had even less motivation to do any sort of lifting. I think cardio is the way to go. I have no desire to get big, it just causes way more issues than I have time or money for. Mostly I would hate to not have all my clothing fit.  I will now end this abruptly because well that is how things work, hopefully my one fan is not upset by this decision, but I am rusty at this and need to warm up to longer blogs again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-2542212902276280944?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/2542212902276280944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=2542212902276280944' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/2542212902276280944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/2542212902276280944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-have-1-fan.html' title='I have 1 fan!'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-930682183003467521</id><published>2009-06-26T00:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T00:15:38.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This blog doesn't exist</title><content type='html'>I mean seriously it has been almost a year since I have updated this blog. I am not sure why I haven't decided to delete it yet, but I think the main thing is that I find it rather amusing to read old entries.  I however would not be to fond if actually my entire family new of this blog and also read those same entries.  Anyways I think personal blogging like this is quickly going out the window with all the new social networks out there. In a world that lacks any attention span what so ever a blog is just not going to work. People hope to read no more than 140 characters or whatever the restrictions are on Twitter.  I do however enjoy blogging even if I am awful at writing, I guess I just need to figure out a gimmick other than my personal life that I can write about.  I mean I could write about my job and the crazy things that happen there, but being as it has only a couple employees it would hard to talk about people or events that happen there without people realizing exactly who and what I was talking about. Plus we like to keep our business a bit of a secret from the outside world and since there are probably competitors that have found this amazing blog I have to keep it pretty low key.  I could write about getting ready for the wedding, but then I would just be writing about how Leighan is getting pissed at me for doing nothing and me not realizing how much stuff there is to do even though there is a ton of stuff to do. I could write about music, but I really haven't found much new that I really like, plus the people who might read this would have no interest in the music that I listen to or that I would review.  Well perhaps when I figure it out I will return, but until then I'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-930682183003467521?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/930682183003467521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=930682183003467521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/930682183003467521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/930682183003467521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-blog-doesnt-exist.html' title='This blog doesn&apos;t exist'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-4752238679015478262</id><published>2008-07-24T23:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T23:49:02.917-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travels'/><title type='text'>The Traveling (My Last Name's)</title><content type='html'>I just got back from Baltimore earlier this week on a bit of a family vacation.  It was my second aunts 50th anniversary so my parents/tinches/grandma and leighan decided to head out there for it. My grandma surprised us all letting us know she was paying for the plane tickets out there which sweetened the deal even more. I would have to say it was one of the better vacations Leighan and I have taken together, and if I had to guess the reason would be because we limited our time with my parents. We came in on Saturday ate some lunch with my parents and then walked around the inner harbor for a while, due to the excessive heat we decided enough was enough and back to my aunts place for a little nap time.  Once nap time was over it was time to party....but since Leighan and I really didn't know anyone we basically just talked to my immeadiate family ate dinner and then went to bed (as leighan got basically no sleep the night before).  Sunday we decided to head to DC with my sister and Jason. First stop was Arlington Cemetary, once again it was like 101 degrees outside and there isn't much shade at Arlington so we saw all the important things like JFK's grave and the changing of the guard and then got out of there.  It was then off to Georgetown which was a little more what I think leighan envisioned a vacation being. We ate a real healthy lunch at Five Guys a burger place that is simply fantastic and then started our shopping spree. I ended up being the only one to actually buy anything, but I was real happy with the store selection that GT had to offer.  I just wish we had a little more time there as there were some stores we didn't get to.  It was back to the car to allow Jason to see the rest of the highlights of DC which included the Washington Monument, Vietnam Wall, and the Lincoln Memorial...we could also see the white house from afar in which we saw 3 very large helicopters fly towards and only one land.  Moving along we ended up back at my aunts to clean up. We then went for dinner at this Italian restaurant for my sisters anniversary. Sunday was a day of relaxation...watching tv, and going in the pool. We got back safely Monday night and on Tuesday Leighan left me to go visit her bro in Kentucky.  Coming soon Long Beach, Minneappolis, Northern Wisconson and Boston for myself. For Leighan Phoenix, New York, and Boston....yeah we are travelling a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-4752238679015478262?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/4752238679015478262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=4752238679015478262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/4752238679015478262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/4752238679015478262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2008/07/traveling-my-last-names.html' title='The Traveling (My Last Name&apos;s)'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-8598370713575643193</id><published>2008-05-22T22:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T22:47:38.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Myspace and other social networking profiles bad idea</title><content type='html'>Yeah pretty much the title once again sums up my post, that is why I guess I preferred this blog pretitle. Anyways, I bring this up just because at work we are going to start interviewing some people for a position and so I had the great idea of looking them up on myspace. While their myspace and facebook might be private, there is always a way to find out information people.  I can't believe in the 6 years that I have been writing in this blog I have only used my full name once, which is the worst mistake I could have ever made. Lucky for me I have a job with some people that I really think could care less about my blog now as long as I am not revealing any finacial number or any other secrets.     Blogging as a journal gets a lot harder the older you get because there is really nothing to talk about when you spend your whole day at work and there aren't really any work related issues that you would like to discuss in a public forum.  I didn't mind writing about my last job because it was a bit of a larger company, but I would just have to be stupid to write anything negative about my current job now.  The funny thing is I really have very few gripes about my current job and those gripes are more just annoyances and things I can live with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-8598370713575643193?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/8598370713575643193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=8598370713575643193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/8598370713575643193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/8598370713575643193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2008/05/myspace-and-other-social-networking.html' title='Myspace and other social networking profiles bad idea'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-3343440425679036486</id><published>2008-03-12T23:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T23:49:53.536-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='google'/><title type='text'>Google is a sweet place to work</title><content type='html'>No I don't work at google as all of you who are reading this know, but I did get to meet with them in their Chicago offices today and I must say it was quite an experience.  From the very colorful reception area which contained around 6 very large plasma screens showing all sort of google things, like google maps, and just what people were searching in real time to the snack room that contained anything you sweet tooth could really desire even rock candy it was simply an amazing place.  I also came to the conclusion that the people who work at google are top of the line, I was more then impressed with the presentation they put together for my company and just how friendly everyone was. Perhaps that is because of how I was treated when I used to go to meetings with important people for my last job, or it could just be because people at google are typically younger or it could just be because this time I was the client and they don't care who I am or what I look like as long as I got the dollar bills they are happy.  I am not sure what else to say, I just was very impressed with every aspect of my first visit. The amazing thing is if the Chicago office was this amazing, I don't think I can even comprehend how great their So Cal campus could be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-3343440425679036486?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/3343440425679036486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=3343440425679036486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/3343440425679036486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/3343440425679036486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2008/03/google-is-sweet-place-to-work.html' title='Google is a sweet place to work'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-5466876946057862888</id><published>2007-12-20T23:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T00:04:25.430-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anah aevia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='as i lay dying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Metal in church'/><title type='text'>Metal should be played at church</title><content type='html'>Now if you know me, you know that I love metal. Now most metal tends to stay as far away to Christianity as it possibly can. You could even go and say that metal was formed to oppose organized religion. However, music is music and whoever wants to make a certain style of music is free to do so. Obviously this means a lot of Christians started to make metal. I really feel no other style of music speaks from the heart more than a metal singer screaming at the top of the lungs, why else would they be yelling unless they were extremely passionate about what they were yelling about. Anyways, while my church plays fairly loud music for the standards of what typical churches play  I can not say that I remember them ever playing any metal. My guess for why would be that most people are A. afraid of metal due to negative stereotyping and B. Can't understand a word that is being said. If those are the reasons I have though of a simple solution, display the lyrics on side screen while the song is being sung, I think that once people see that the lyrics aren't as scary as they may be presented they could appreciate the music for what it is much easier. Anyways, I am just listening to As I lay Dying and really wish that my church would sing the song "This is who we are"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Now this is who we are&lt;br /&gt;I am no one's hero&lt;br /&gt;For we are not the giant men&lt;br /&gt;That some may think&lt;br /&gt;You are faithful when we are not&lt;br /&gt;So I'd like to tell this story&lt;br /&gt;The way it is meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Without the burden that's in our hearts&lt;br /&gt;None of us would have ever found You&lt;br /&gt;For You are faithful when we are not&lt;br /&gt;You began a work&lt;br /&gt;That only you can complete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is who we are&lt;br /&gt;I'll never know the answers&lt;br /&gt;And I'll always wonder why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Why we're given grace we'll never deserve&lt;br /&gt;And a second chance that we will never earn&lt;br /&gt;For there is nothing I can do to save myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is who we are&lt;br /&gt;I'll never know the answers&lt;br /&gt;And I'll always wonder why&lt;br /&gt;But You have let me start again&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be called weak&lt;br /&gt;Than die thinking I was strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other song that I feel would be awesome is one by Anah Aevia, who well is no longer around, but were a great small band while they lasted. Here are the lyrics for their song entitled "Emmanuel My Provider"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I will let your light shine to reveal such beauty...I will stumble but you&lt;br /&gt;will pick me and I will say "oh father, my father, I am humbled before you. Your&lt;br /&gt;grace strengthens me and I will walk with you all of my days. I will walk&lt;br /&gt;with you thereafter."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see both songs would be very appropriate in a church setting, but since they are screamed rather than sang they are deemed inappropriate. I don't quite understand this and probably never will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-5466876946057862888?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/5466876946057862888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=5466876946057862888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/5466876946057862888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/5466876946057862888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2007/12/metal-should-be-played-at-church.html' title='Metal should be played at church'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-6500302188574213785</id><published>2007-12-07T00:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T00:49:55.063-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dethklok'/><title type='text'>New favorite birthday song</title><content type='html'>I have just started watching Metalocalypse again since living at the palace. Then I remember hearing something about them having the best selling "Deth" metal cds of all time. So I decided to get it and well little did I know it would contain my new favorite birthday song. This is just amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Birthday Dethday by Dethklok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Many years ago today&lt;br /&gt;Something grew inside of your mother&lt;br /&gt;That thing was YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You! You! You! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;Did she scream? Did she cry?&lt;br /&gt;Only those that are born are ones that get to die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more year closer to dying&lt;br /&gt;Body organs ripping, frying&lt;br /&gt;Biological discordance&lt;br /&gt;Birthday equals self-abhorance&lt;br /&gt;R S V P Please&lt;br /&gt;For the death of me&lt;br /&gt;You have little time&lt;br /&gt;You're running out of life&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday. You're gonna die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die-Die! Deth-day!&lt;br /&gt;Birth-day, Deth-day&lt;br /&gt;Die-die, Deth-day&lt;br /&gt;Birth-day, Deth-day!&lt;br /&gt;Die-die, Deth-day&lt;br /&gt;Birth-day, Deth-day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-6500302188574213785?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/6500302188574213785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=6500302188574213785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/6500302188574213785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/6500302188574213785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-favorite-birthday-song.html' title='New favorite birthday song'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-4067608718953727148</id><published>2007-12-06T00:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T00:54:22.092-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='site news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sell out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='google'/><title type='text'>Selling out...</title><content type='html'>While I have had advertising with google on my site before, I have decided it needed to make a return. Thank you all 13 people for clicking on the ads in the 2 plus years that they were up. I made a lavish $1.29. That is with over 8,000 impressions. Looks like I used to have a lot of visitors at least. Hopefully, through the other blog I am starting I can start to rake in at least a couple dollars to share with my staff. Anyways, that is all this post can be about since I am wanting to change subjects and I do not feel that is appropriate at this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-4067608718953727148?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/4067608718953727148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=4067608718953727148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/4067608718953727148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/4067608718953727148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2007/12/selling-out.html' title='Selling out...'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-1372956815924686265</id><published>2007-12-02T09:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T10:03:33.059-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got Nothing</title><content type='html'>I am going to have to say that job searches suck. My first real job came extremely easily and so I really didn't have any hardcore interviews or have to apply for job after job without any results. This time around things are different. It is the end of the year and companies seem to not be hiring as much, and I am just not getting any results.  It is getting extremely frustrating especially when I have a wedding to plan. I see how much money the wedding is going to cost and think about how I don't even have a job to make money to contribute to it yet and it gets a bit overwhelming.  Hopefully once I start networking some more I will be able to get hooked up at a job that fits me. I think that is what I am looking for this time around.  A job that is challenging, but at the same time one I know I will succeed at.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-1372956815924686265?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/1372956815924686265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=1372956815924686265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/1372956815924686265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/1372956815924686265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-got-nothing.html' title='I Got Nothing'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-6397726976662795624</id><published>2007-11-01T14:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T15:21:45.584-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Someones getting MARRIED!</title><content type='html'>That person would be me. Since I am sick and tired of writing this story over and over and over again. Per request of Dave I decided to go with a blog of all the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8am - Wake up&lt;br /&gt;840am- Left for airport&lt;br /&gt;1050am- Airplane takes off for NYC&lt;br /&gt;215pm- Airplane lands in NYC&lt;br /&gt;2:20pm- Got on public bus&lt;br /&gt;2:55pm - got off the bus at 116th st and broadway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I took this route for the next 2 hours plus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" src="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=d&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;geocode=246092472679196038,40.779580,-73.981830%3B16196390580794635232,40.776220,-73.975950&amp;amp;time=&amp;amp;date=&amp;amp;ttype=&amp;amp;saddr=Broadway+%26+W+116th+St,+New+York,+NY+10027&amp;amp;daddr=Broadway+%4040.779580,+-73.981830+to:W+72nd+St+%4040.776220,+-73.975950+to:40.747972,-73.979702+to:489+3rd+Ave,+New+York,+NY+10016&amp;amp;mra=dpe&amp;amp;mrcr=2,3&amp;amp;mrsp=3&amp;amp;sz=14&amp;amp;sll=40.747907,-73.98571&amp;amp;sspn=0.032317,0.080338&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;om=1&amp;amp;ll=40.747907,-73.98571&amp;amp;spn=0.032317,0.080338&amp;amp;output=embed&amp;amp;s=AARTsJoLz2nkaqKUBoYllVqwpKBXISI7Mg" frameborder="0" height="350" scrolling="no" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=d&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;geocode=246092472679196038,40.779580,-73.981830%3B16196390580794635232,40.776220,-73.975950&amp;amp;time=&amp;amp;date=&amp;amp;ttype=&amp;amp;saddr=Broadway+%26+W+116th+St,+New+York,+NY+10027&amp;amp;daddr=Broadway+%4040.779580,+-73.981830+to:W+72nd+St+%4040.776220,+-73.975950+to:40.747972,-73.979702+to:489+3rd+Ave,+New+York,+NY+10016&amp;amp;mra=dpe&amp;amp;mrcr=2,3&amp;amp;mrsp=3&amp;amp;sz=14&amp;amp;sll=40.747907,-73.98571&amp;amp;sspn=0.032317,0.080338&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;om=1&amp;amp;ll=40.747907,-73.98571&amp;amp;spn=0.032317,0.080338&amp;amp;source=embed" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;View Larger Map&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:13pm - Ate pizza at &lt;a href="http://www.pizza33.net/"&gt;Pizza 33&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then wandered some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up going to Bryant Park upon leaving this park i was approached by a college aged female who wanted to sell me something. It ended up that she wanted me to sponsor a child from Africa or something. While I wouldn't mind doing this, I wasn't going to do it for this girl.&lt;br /&gt;Insult 1 from this girl - "you look like you are 15"&lt;br /&gt;Insult 2 from this girl - "you look like an elf"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone needs to teach this girl how to sell because I think somewhere in the handbook it mentions you dont insult the customer. Oh well, she talked about world of warcraft a lot and thats why I looked like an elf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:35pm - ESPNzone at Times Square&lt;br /&gt;This was a really good time. I met a bunch of good guys. One 33 divorced with a 7 year old and remarried a 48 year old. One a 28 year old who's first day of his new job was the next day and he was getting wasted. Later 2 guys from Australia came and explained their travels and other random chats. Anyways the bulls lost which sucked, but I did finally get a text from Leighan mentioning that she was home and she would give me a call soon that happened at 11:32pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:48pm - I arrive at leighans hotel and tell the guy at the desk what I am up to and ask if he could call Leighan and say she needs to come down and sign for a package. Leighan comes down and sees me and asks questions like "why are you here?" and "Why didn't you call me?" we end up going to her room and I give her a hug and then commence on my speech, get down on one knee and ask her if she will marry me. The reaction was quite amusing "NO YOU ARENT DOING THIS, THIS ISN'T HAPPENING" then a bunch of crying and hugging and then she finally said yes.  We called a bunch of people and then ended up fallin asleep. Very tired and my feet killed. She said it was perfect and while I may have wanted to go out somewhere to do it, the hotel room just seemed to work well especially since Leighan was already in her PJ's. Anyways we are both very excited and that is the story. No wedding date yet since I have no job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-6397726976662795624?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/6397726976662795624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=6397726976662795624' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/6397726976662795624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/6397726976662795624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2007/11/someones-getting-married.html' title='Someones getting MARRIED!'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-5175356739239856464</id><published>2007-10-24T14:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T15:19:29.041-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>...and life goes on</title><content type='html'>Most of you who still come here are my close friends, pals, buddies, or relatives (MOM). Anyways, I thought I would announce it to everyone else that the rumors are true John Dewey no longer has a place of employment. While I really did enjoy my job towards the end, I can't say that I am too terribly upset. Sure there is the money issues, and the hassle of finding a new job. But I also found some things to be terribly wrong at my last job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first complaint I have deals with the fact that in business "The customer is always right." Well, as Ben Affleck once said in Mallrats "The Customer is always an asshole!" and I couldn't agree more. I mean how is the customer RIGHT when they have signed their name not only once during the process, but twice stating that they APPROVED the plan for the work to be done and second the actual work that was done the way they wanted. Then come back and say, "no you guys missed the ball completely."  Are you kidding me? How is this my fault? Well, I guess that any several other questions I have will never be answered, but I really wish they were.  The one thing at work that I will never be is a kiss ass, it just goes against my nature. If I see that I am in the wrong, or there is a better way of doing things then yeah I'll admit that, but just doing things not the way you want to just to appease someone even if you don't think it is the right way to do them is just plain stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second complain or issue I had was while the customer was always right, the customer was somehow wrong a lot of the time. They were wrong mainly in expecting things to be done in a timely manner. Typically a company would want to make sure they stayed on time and kept the customers as happy as possible. Somehow the company I worked for kept people happy enough, but still screwed people over on a daily basis. It was quite an amazing thing to watch. I mean for example during the graphics phase a client would submit their changes and it should typically take 2-2.5 weeks, which I feel is long in itself, but that is an issue for another time. Anyways, while it should have taken 2 weeks it typically ended up taking 2-4. Obviously by week 3 the client would want to know where the hell his work was.  It was my job to make sure I kept him notified of what was happening the entire time. Okay well your graphics are scheduled _____ I will let you know when they are finished. Come the time they were scheduled I would come to find out they got bumped, so I'd have to figure out a reason that they were bumped, typically due to the client being slow on some sort of deliverable whether it be returning the signed plan or getting me their logo file or whatever. Anyway, real bullshit. Why should we delay their project just because they delayed us? Where are we going? Aren't they the paying customer? Should it really matter that they couldn't get us a logo file for 2 and because of that they now have to wait 4 weeks for graphics. What kind of ass backwards logic is that. Well that is the logic of "setting expectations." And to me it is just bad business.  I am just amazing at how many clients pay so much money for crap service. I mean the ones that spend the most get great service for the most part, but if you are a smaller business laying down an equal share of your earnings as a larger business well tough because you don't mean much. The owns always said it was those smaller businesses that made the company successful which I wouldn't disagree with, but I would say I don't get why those business kept coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my last day of work about 15 minutes before getting laid off I got an email from an extremely angry client. Basically ranting on how the service at my company had gone downhill the past year or so. He mentioned how it seemed like we forgot about the clients we already have and only cared about newer larger clients. I don't think I can disagree with that. This client was a bit upset with me for not getting back to him from an email he sent to me Friday asking for a timeline of when I thought his website could go live. Since this decision wasn't really up to me I had to depend on sending emails to a coworker and then waiting for an answer.  I sent three emails and received no help whatsoever. Then of course the client went off.   I don't get a company that doesn't want to help one another with issues, but instead just want to point the blame of who's fault everything is. Well, obviously this one was going to be my fault again because I was "the manager" and I didn't do everything I could do to get the answer for the client. Because really 3 emails which you know the person read isn't enough. You should really confront the person and if that doesn't work perhaps kidnap their wife and children and hold them for ransom to see if that can get you an answer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay - That is enough for one day about that job. Obviously, there were some things that got me a little riled up. Overall though I really did like most of the people I worked with. I will miss them and I hope to do lunch with them every now and again, or at least until I get another job and become way more sucessful then them. Then I probably want to be seen with any of them or they will lower my street cred. ya know?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-5175356739239856464?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/5175356739239856464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=5175356739239856464' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/5175356739239856464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/5175356739239856464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-life-goes-on.html' title='...and life goes on'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-6427798330496482945</id><published>2007-09-20T23:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T00:06:23.484-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicago Fire'/><title type='text'>Rain can't put out the Fire</title><content type='html'>I am not used to creating titles, so why not make them as cheesy as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just viewed the Blaqk Audio video and realized how awesome it is that I can put videos on my blog. So I guess I will post both my videos from the fire game along with one other special one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9ea304a960e28dce" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9ea304a960e28dce%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330082060%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D861A43AAA14E44B527075D7B67657D70541DBD47.E655B5A8BCF27E22FA0D595402DAD604E7B70BB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9ea304a960e28dce%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-_2n-pGBdK8uRhsJswHe-4d1sOw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9ea304a960e28dce%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330082060%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D861A43AAA14E44B527075D7B67657D70541DBD47.E655B5A8BCF27E22FA0D595402DAD604E7B70BB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9ea304a960e28dce%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-_2n-pGBdK8uRhsJswHe-4d1sOw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I must say while video is awesome it does take an extremely long time to load and configure. Oh well, it is worth the wait. I think I am going to have to take a lot more video snippets now whenever I go out. I also thought about putting my camera in my cubical and filming as long as I can just so people can see how odd the receptionist can get. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have been playing Bioshock and I must say it is fairly cool, I guess the storyline is good, but I think games that make you go search for things makes me very annoyed. I prefer FPS where you just have to kill everything and move on. Puzzles while they may make a deeper game, not always needed. But I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-73a2df42f097b444" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D73a2df42f097b444%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330082060%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D81F0923F7C0A8CBBF3C933B6E28EB92EC589EE2B.43978DC23783D6765861A6EDC0A16E6BD9CD290B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D73a2df42f097b444%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dv_vqSAVCt5x3pE8oxApR43iwUOk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D73a2df42f097b444%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330082060%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D81F0923F7C0A8CBBF3C933B6E28EB92EC589EE2B.43978DC23783D6765861A6EDC0A16E6BD9CD290B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D73a2df42f097b444%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dv_vqSAVCt5x3pE8oxApR43iwUOk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video above was during the rain delay of the fire game in columbus ohio. Look at me throwing out the keywords. There is no doubt that chicago fire soccer fans will be finding my site. The game ended up 1-0 with Wanchope getting the only goal.  the bus trip was nice drank a ton of beer and an entire bottle of patron was consumed. I only wish Andrew had a better time, though I am sure the rain didn't make it very much fun. I should know as I was freezing on the bus on the way home. That and the last hour I really had to go to the bathroom, thank goodess for the port-o-johns at Toyota Park or I would have been just out of luck.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay video has finished posting time for the surprise video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-71a0a03851c92c9f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D71a0a03851c92c9f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330082060%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2A3CFBCFAAF459927A9E4732FD6E87861D6E92E0.E2F458B0447A35D99DB34ADBC72EBFEB9F803CC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D71a0a03851c92c9f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3QRpOePfAtPe-f5o3-kBpu6b5RA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D71a0a03851c92c9f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330082060%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2A3CFBCFAAF459927A9E4732FD6E87861D6E92E0.E2F458B0447A35D99DB34ADBC72EBFEB9F803CC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D71a0a03851c92c9f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3QRpOePfAtPe-f5o3-kBpu6b5RA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am somewhat tentative to add this video since it is probably never a good idea to put your face on a blog, though if anyone has ever searched through the archive of this blog they have seen my face plenty of times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-6427798330496482945?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=71a0a03851c92c9f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=73a2df42f097b444&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9ea304a960e28dce&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/6427798330496482945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=6427798330496482945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/6427798330496482945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/6427798330496482945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2007/09/rain-cant-put-out-fire.html' title='Rain can&apos;t put out the Fire'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-7208162270988099329</id><published>2007-09-20T23:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T23:53:01.199-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blaqk Audio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Concerts'/><title type='text'>Blaqk Audio Video</title><content type='html'>Time to see how this video thing works. I really wish I took much longer video during this show, though it is hard to enjoy a concert when you are watching it through a 2 inch screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-88f28199f936786c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D88f28199f936786c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330082060%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4411C4419ABE955E37C6A00D977D037D687AC38C.76AD17EE5BE2FB6B0FE5C2747BD745B7BF4B8AD7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D88f28199f936786c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPgaPblFXneF655uUShRTm-AotSw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D88f28199f936786c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330082060%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4411C4419ABE955E37C6A00D977D037D687AC38C.76AD17EE5BE2FB6B0FE5C2747BD745B7BF4B8AD7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D88f28199f936786c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPgaPblFXneF655uUShRTm-AotSw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-7208162270988099329?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=88f28199f936786c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/7208162270988099329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=7208162270988099329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/7208162270988099329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/7208162270988099329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2007/09/blaqk-audio-video.html' title='Blaqk Audio Video'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-8714389763119534306</id><published>2007-09-19T15:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T15:32:28.104-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='site news'/><title type='text'>Posting Blogs Gets People Fired</title><content type='html'>I don't think I really need to say much in this blog, because the title says everything I need to say. The reason I have once again got on a sabbatical from posting is because I don't think blogs lead to much positive. I mean since this is basically an online journal, I am exposing myself to my employer and possible future employers for all I am worth. When I started to add things up to see if it was worth continuing to post items about how I got drunk some weekend, I decided that the answer would be no. However, I now notice that there is a new feature with this blogger known as "add video" this intrigues me, so I will really need to try this when I get home. I recorded a few videos from the Fire game I went to in Columbus and also the Blaqk Audio show I attended last night. I will give those a whirl and then I am done....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-8714389763119534306?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/8714389763119534306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=8714389763119534306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/8714389763119534306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/8714389763119534306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2007/09/posting-blogs-gets-people-fired.html' title='Posting Blogs Gets People Fired'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-3131435931968248075</id><published>2007-05-18T23:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T00:11:18.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prebachelor Party</title><content type='html'>So it has been quite a while since I have last posted, once again. My stomach is killing me right now, which is exactly what I was trying to avoid for Andys bachelor party. I hope I don't feel like crap tomorrow, or it will be a long day which I won't be able to drink much during. I have been excited for Andys party for the longest time, it just doesn't seem like everyone else is as pumped up. I would like to talk about work on this, but the more I think about it the more I realize how dumb that would be even if this would be extremely hard to find. With that said it leaves me very little to write about.  I told Dan this week about how I was planning on moving out, and since he may read this it makes it kind of weird that I am talking about it, but he seems to have taken it well. I am very relieved. I am excited to move on with my life in the next year to year and half, there seems to be many things out there to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I often talk about how I reread my blog from like 2002, but I most apologize for what I said back then. I was reading some posts about going to a Jewish Synagogue and I really made fun of it. While, I think religious jokes for the most part are funny, I think the way I was saying it really wasn't funny and was just offensive. I have really started to think about my stance on my beliefs and what others believe and I really want to try and discuss things more with people and not just argue or try to make them feel bad. Granted in the end I would want to prove that I am correct in my thinking, but it really does seem like the only way to do that is by discussing things and accepting people for who they are when you meet them and building relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have been thinking about getting some tats I know that I may regret them in the end, but I feel it is something I've always wanted to do and knowing me the needle will touch me once and I'll say screw this.  I mean if I had my choice I would probably try and get full sleves. Too bad I don't have any muscle on my arms for them to look good. I also wish Leighan liked them more or at least accepted them more, but she is really down on tats she thinks they are extremely ugly and I can understand her point of view, but I don't know I think if they are done right they look awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also must publicly admit that I am becoming more of a Machead, it is quite sick, but seriously Macs are extremely nice. Maybe it is just because I always wanted a laptop, but I think the fact that it is a Mac isn't hurting things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-3131435931968248075?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/3131435931968248075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=3131435931968248075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/3131435931968248075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/3131435931968248075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2007/05/prebachelor-party.html' title='Prebachelor Party'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-2375688345522737838</id><published>2007-03-07T09:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T09:10:48.108-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pitty party'/><title type='text'>Breaking News:</title><content type='html'>I didn't win the lottery, I know most of you thought it was going to happen for me and I could break the chains that corporate america has on me, but it was not to be. I am a bit sad now, so I am going to throw a pitty party. This will take place hopefully on Friday evening in Lincoln Square, being served will be amazing rye pretzles and awesome german beer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-2375688345522737838?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/2375688345522737838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=2375688345522737838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/2375688345522737838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/2375688345522737838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2007/03/breaking-news.html' title='Breaking News:'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-5747165090344314047</id><published>2007-03-05T14:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T14:15:15.403-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='site news'/><title type='text'>I will be rich soon!</title><content type='html'>Well, I know I haven't posted in a while and based upon the comments by one Beth she really misses my great insight i have on life. Thus, I will not leave her hanging any longer. The good thing is that after tomorrow night I will be able to blog much more often since I will no longer have a job. Am I getting fired? No. Am I quitting? No. I will be retiring. Mega Millions is now up to 340 million dollars. I will be winning that and after I do so, my new job will be to maintain this blog site. You will be able to find a lot of great things here, what exactly I have no yet decided, but it will be great. Anyways, if anyone has any requests for things that I post about please put them in the comments. Until then I will let you know that I had a Frozen meal for lunch today, chicken and mash potatoes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-5747165090344314047?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/5747165090344314047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=5747165090344314047' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/5747165090344314047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/5747165090344314047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-will-be-rich-soon.html' title='I will be rich soon!'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-3266094961324867628</id><published>2007-02-21T14:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T14:13:37.895-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeya wouldn't want to be ya</title><content type='html'>As pretty much everyone knows who reads this blog today is the last day Chief Illiniwek will be struting his stuff on the basketball court, or anywhere else for that matter. When this news first came out I could be quoted to be saying very cruel things about the chief, and well I am not sure if I take any of that back. I do find him quite annoying as his dance is just a little to much. It is also sorta wierd that it is a white dude prancing out there, but I suppose that really doesn't matter. Anyway, I have decided that while I am not a big fan (since I loath the University of Illinois), I still do not like to see a mascot go away for the assanine reasons. Being PC is so bullshit, I mean Tim Hardaway comes out and says he hates gays, oh well at least he is speaking the truth. I think it is far worse to cover things up. Anyways, sorry to those who are losing their chief hopefully I will never lose my Otto or Victor E. Bluejay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sc7G323JOdw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sc7G323JOdw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/3310208-3266094961324867628?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/3266094961324867628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=3266094961324867628' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/3266094961324867628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/3266094961324867628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2007/02/seeya-wouldnt-want-to-be-ya.html' title='Seeya wouldn&apos;t want to be ya'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-1562306617822702997</id><published>2007-02-19T12:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T13:26:21.359-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend Recap'/><title type='text'>Weekend Recap</title><content type='html'>Alright - So I didn't post all week, really nothing to interesting that deserved postage. This weekend was a slightly different story with few musings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday- After work I headed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;EJ's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as we had tickets to go see All That Remains. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;google&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; maps told me it was 9 miles or 25 minutes. No highways were needed and I started off making really decent time, about 4 miles away is where things got a bit sticky, overall it ended up taking about an hour to get to the apartment. This is exactly why I would never live in the city. As for the concert it was very enjoyable. I got accused by Metro security of smoking and they asked me to stop. The problem was that i wasn't smoking, no idea what he saw. After &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who we met up with Jim and Jim at the daily. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;EJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and myself both stated how we really didn't feel like drinking, one at the daily that feeling must have gone away. Newcastle tasted like sweet nectar on my lips, and so I proceeded to have 3. I must say Newcastle on tap far, far superior to that in a bottle.  We then decided to move on to what i believe is called the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;brauhaus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a nice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;German&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; where the average age had to be 65. We decided to drink a boot, of their own beer. It was good stuff, but in the time that we drank it all I seemed to be slightly under the influence. Maxwell, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;EJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and myself decided to leave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;zervas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and head towards the 7/11. Picked up lots of random food, and slapped Maxwell and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;EJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the face with a slim &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Jim&lt;/span&gt; a couple times and then headed back home. Ate all the random food and passed out. The next day woke up with not to bad of a hangover which I can't say the same about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Maxwell&lt;/span&gt; who proceeded to vomit a ton.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;EJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I went and got lunch at this random hot dog joint and I ordered hot wings that were something I had never seen before. I wish i took a picture because it was basically just tons of hot junk tossed on wings and called hot wings, it looked rather nasty and there was a random hair on one of the wings which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; seem to phase &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;EJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  After that headed back to the apartment and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ej&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; headed out for a hair cut. Maxwell and i went to get him some lunch at Garcia's, where i stuck with a 4 dollar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;horchata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. After all that fun we ended up at the dollar store to purchase a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;necessities&lt;/span&gt; including a couple candles with Jesus, a Judas candle and a 54" inflatable sword.  It was then time to head back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Elmhurst&lt;/span&gt; to attend the huge game vs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Wheaton&lt;/span&gt;. This game was extremely strange from the start. The game was supposed to start around 8pm. When we arrived there still was some wrestling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;reigionals&lt;/span&gt; going on. I really don't get wrestling and I really didn't enjoy seeing this fat dude who was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;wrestlings&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;boobie&lt;/span&gt;. Also the people who watched wrestling ate really healthy food, i saw tons of apples, bananas, even a can of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;pineapple&lt;/span&gt; was left in the risers. So the game ends up starting around 9pm instead. The first half was pretty good, although while it should have been really exciting something was just missing, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;perhaps&lt;/span&gt; it was because I was so nervous with the outcome. At halftime we got the treat of a fire alarm and everyone had to evacuate the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;premises&lt;/span&gt;. There was no fire so the game resumed, and after an almost fight midway through the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; half the game ended with an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Elmhurst&lt;/span&gt; Victory. After the game we returned back to the city and headed back to the same place we were the night before. Andrew and his friend Andy joined us. They were already trashed so we decided just to start doing boots, we ended up drinking 3 of them, which isn't too bad in an hour and half. We then returned home and sleeping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;commenced&lt;/span&gt;. I woke up to the sound of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Andy&lt;/span&gt; on all fours vomiting in the middle of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; area, very nasty and something i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;rather&lt;/span&gt; not have to wake up to ever again. I woke up again a little while later to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Andy&lt;/span&gt; snoring like i have never heard anyone snore before. It was so bad that i had to retreat from my comfortable couch to go sleep on the kitchen floor, where the snoring was still audible but manageable. I went home at around 10am, took a shower and headed out to have lunch with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;leighan&lt;/span&gt; at our usual spot Red Robin. After lunch it was time for some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;daytona&lt;/span&gt; 500 action, and a great nap &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;commenced&lt;/span&gt;. I saw most the great action and in the end well there was a lot of chaos and a great race to the finish line.  After all that I got hungry and so I ordered some papa johns for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Dan&lt;/span&gt; and myself. I don't really want to go into the details, but papa johns is the worst pizza place ever, I would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;recommend&lt;/span&gt; no one ever order from there ever. It was the time to talk to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;leighan&lt;/span&gt; for a few minutes and then go to bed fairly early as the abuse I have been doing to my body is starting to catch up to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-1562306617822702997?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/1562306617822702997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=1562306617822702997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/1562306617822702997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/1562306617822702997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2007/02/weekend-recap.html' title='Weekend Recap'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-782160252299425702</id><published>2007-02-09T08:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T13:01:26.061-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drunk bastard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='names'/><title type='text'>Alter Egos</title><content type='html'>As most of you know when people get drunk they end up transforming into a whole different beast ala &lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R3HmoSfCl5A"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R3HmoSfCl5A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; anyways in the spirit of this Dan and I have decided to apply names that fit our drunken characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you know here is the list of alter egos that already exist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim B: Hank&lt;br /&gt;Andy H: The Mayor&lt;br /&gt;Jim Z: Demetri (i am not sure if this is official or if this is the exact name)&lt;br /&gt;Alex: (I know they gave him one does anyone know what it is?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dan: Sal&lt;br /&gt;Dave: Lance&lt;br /&gt;John: Lamar &lt;/span&gt;(I am still trying to figure out why Lamar, and if anyone else has any other suggestions please feel free to suggest them in the comments)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-782160252299425702?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/782160252299425702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=782160252299425702' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/782160252299425702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/782160252299425702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2007/02/alter-egos.html' title='Alter Egos'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-6980410348327996697</id><published>2007-02-07T16:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T16:35:37.381-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily events'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I started reading more of my old blog entries and noticed what I really love about it is that I can look back and know exactly what was happening on that particular day. I think perhaps these new entries while perhaps a tiny bit more thought provoking are just something I should do on the side, and I should go back to listing out the events of my days. So here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday- Super Bowl hangover @ work, ended up going home eating some dinner, watching Prison Break and 24.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - Work, then traveled through the dangerous snow to leighans for a night of dinner and a movie. Chainsaw Massacre: The Beggining is an alright movie, but nothing to write home about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today - The plan is to work, then go home make some dinnr for leighan and myself. At 7:30 we will be attending a huge game of D3 Hoops between Elmhurst college and Carthage college. If Elmhurst loses and Augie loses to Wheaton tonight, tied for first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is a good reason of why I don't write everything I do. work really takes up a lot of time, and unlike school nothing that interesting happens at work. I am getting old, it is depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N8HMSf4O2FM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N8HMSf4O2FM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/3310208-6980410348327996697?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/6980410348327996697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=6980410348327996697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/6980410348327996697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/6980410348327996697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2007/02/well-i-started-reading-more-of-my-old.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-2609202401661966145</id><published>2007-02-07T14:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T14:57:25.326-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><title type='text'>How can it take that long?</title><content type='html'>The title is actually in reference to an old roommate of mine is said he would work out for 2.5 - 3 hours when he went and worked out. To me this just doesn't seem possible, and if it is possible you should look a whole let better then said roommate ended up looking. Based upon a new roommates &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;regimen&lt;/span&gt; which only takes an hour or so, sure he may just be maintaining is sleek figure, but seriously I think an hour is all you need. Now that I have &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;admitted&lt;/span&gt; to checking out other guys figures I will continue on to what this post is supposed to be about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job is really boring. While, I think the end product is cool and some of the steps along the way are neat as well, I just get real bored real quickly.  The problem is I have something like 33 projects this is more then most have, granted mine are a little easier, but still having to manage 33 clients is quite the task. You have to email, call, create the project plan, and check up on all the details that go into building a site.  I know I will probably regret saying this as it will probably be found by someone who works with me, but it seems like there is a lot of downtime. Maybe it is me not having enough work, or maybe I am just doing a thorough enough job, I really don't know, but I honestly just don't see how doing what I need to do takes the whole day everyday. During that downtime I often journey to many other websites, and while for most of you slackers out there that would be considered well for lack of a better work slacking off. I consider it research to find what I enjoy looking at in a website, I have noticed I have a much more critical eye when I look at websites now, and it is rather annoying. I notice the navigation and the title tags and just everything that gets pounded into my head on a daily basis. So, I guess the question I ask is, is everyone really working 100% of the time like they appear to be, am I the only one who has this downtime, or is everyone able to do what they will for the majority of their day?  I mean &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;honestly&lt;/span&gt; I would prefer a lot less downtime as it makes the clock tick a lot slower, this morning flew by as I wrote a project plan for a new client of mine, now this afternoon is just taking forever. It seems as though I am dragging this blog on because honestly I think I have lost my train of thought as well as just trying to make it longer for something to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-2609202401661966145?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/2609202401661966145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=2609202401661966145' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/2609202401661966145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/2609202401661966145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2007/02/how-can-it-take-that-long.html' title='How can it take that long?'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-3679296410936938829</id><published>2007-02-06T09:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T09:52:36.470-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Super Bowl'/><title type='text'>Super Bowl Could Have Been Gayer</title><content type='html'>I am very suprised since the theme of the Super Bowl was who can make the fruitiest commercial, bud decided not to show this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KrIQ5YmSqtI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KrIQ5YmSqtI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/3310208-3679296410936938829?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/3679296410936938829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=3679296410936938829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/3679296410936938829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/3679296410936938829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2007/02/super-bowl-could-have-been-gayer.html' title='Super Bowl Could Have Been Gayer'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-9153934470318024908</id><published>2007-02-06T09:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T09:23:44.137-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bulls'/><title type='text'>No One Will Ever Care About the Utah Jazz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQGjLph0jzA/RcibgK92k8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/jv6shsOmhgk/s1600-h/carr.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQGjLph0jzA/RcibgK92k8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/jv6shsOmhgk/s400/carr.GIF" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028439960961061826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Bulls lost to the Jazz last night, and while other more important things happened last night such as Jack Bauer losing his brother, I hate losing to the Jazz. I can't really explain my hatred for the Jazz, but I think it has to deal with the man pictured, while not on the team anymore, that bald head, goatee and HUGE glasses gave me nightmares for two NBA finals in a row. Looking at his glasses again gave me a great idea though. Similar to how football players wear the shields on their helmets that are opaque so other players can't see their eyes, how come this has not started in basketball. I know they teach you to look at the player you are &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;guarding&lt;/span&gt; hips, but I would think players also look at the eyes and what an advantage if you were not able to see them. Another &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;useful&lt;/span&gt; tool would be colored contacts for instance if you wore the same contacts Marilyn Manson wore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this post shows why I am not a sports writer. Writing about frivileous bullshit of my life is far easier then writing about anything with any substance, perhaps I should stick to that. The honest truth is this post was a lame excuse to post a picture of Antoine Carr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-9153934470318024908?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/9153934470318024908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=9153934470318024908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/9153934470318024908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/9153934470318024908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2007/02/no-one-will-ever-care-about-utah-jazz.html' title='No One Will Ever Care About the Utah Jazz'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQGjLph0jzA/RcibgK92k8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/jv6shsOmhgk/s72-c/carr.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-475073688001085533</id><published>2007-02-05T16:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T16:33:45.070-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Super Bowl'/><title type='text'>#1 Super Bowl Fan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.stadiumcollection.com/images/images/d_509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.stadiumcollection.com/images/images/d_509.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Really this jacket puzzles me. I was gazing through all the sweet gear the Bears would have had if they had won the Super Bowl and then this hits me in the face. Since the Bears didn't win and I usually have a really great time at Super Bowl parties perhaps this is a good idea for my jacket purchase. Also, my birthday is coming up *hint *hint&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-475073688001085533?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/475073688001085533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=475073688001085533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/475073688001085533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/475073688001085533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2007/02/1-super-bowl-fan.html' title='#1 Super Bowl Fan'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-7359533419178707313</id><published>2007-02-05T13:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T14:06:25.610-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drunk bastard'/><title type='text'>EVERYBODY, EVERYBODY, EVERYBODY!</title><content type='html'>I got one question for you? Who was fucked up in 2002? Oh yes that would be John Dewey. Since I implemented this new template I lost comments which I will once again say, son of a bitch about. But I also have gained access to a much easier way of navigation, and with now working in  web company I should know websites are all about navigation. With this added navigation I decided to start reading my old archives, which I do from time to time. This time I pretty much read all close to 1000 posts in 2002, sure this took some time, but while eating my panera Brocoli and Cheddar soup what the fuck else did I have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am guessing there are only a few people who have read almost every single post on this blog. I will start off with Jim Z,  the reason I believe he  has is because he has never seemed to have much to do, plus he is always intersted in other peoples business. The other reason being, him and Maxwell once got extremely drunk and decided to go through all my old blog entries and laugh at them if I remember correctly. I am not sure who really likes to get drunk then read blogs, but hey I guess whatever gets you going.  I also believe Dan has read a majority of them, as he has reminded me a few times that I pretty much have nothing to say. Lastly, I would say that Leighan has read all of them, since I started dating her at the end of '02 it would only make sense that should would want to background check the wierd fucker with long hair that she fell in love with at first sight (or so I can make myself believe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways - reading through old posts I have quite a few thoughts. The first was why the hell was I always so depressed? I mean, I guess this was a period in time where I didn't have a girlfriend, so I must not have felt loved or I don't know and I really don't know if I want to get into it on a blog, but I will say while Leighan and I have had our fights and squables she really has bettered my life qutie a bit. I seem much more happy, and I don't hate nearly as many people (probably &gt;1,000) so thats an imporvement and who knows what another couple years could do to me, I may start respecting everyone.  The other question is what happened to all these people who were my friends there are so many that are not just gone, and even some that I may have some contact with they really could care less. It is kinda crazy how much life changes in just half a decade, I have gone from a punkass kid to a noble man of business (do not debate me on this). I do still have most the same core friends Jim and Jim are as gay and retarded as ever. Andy other then getting ready for the marriage part of life is still one of the hardest guys ever to argue with, and perhaps that is what dictated his choice of profession. Dan is well, still Dan and a very hard guy to describe. Marie is still my brother who is good for a laugh every 4-6 months. And with the subtraction of many friends also comes some additions including EJ, who I don't know how I could move on in life witout letting everyone know he doesn't have an arm (which I really don't think he enjoys me telling everyone, but he will humor me for the sake that he believe he is smarter then me and he wants ignorant John to be able to get some enjoyment out of life) and I have become better friends with Dave J, but that wasn't his choice he decided to live with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok I would go on with this sentimental babble, but the super bowl yesterday was gay enough. I would ask Jim Z to please help  me out with something since he doesn't have anything better to do. Please find the first time I started drinking again. my guess is it will be in 2003, notice in 2002 I rip all people who drink, let it also be known I wrote a 10 page case study about how binge drinking was retarded and I wanted all those people to die. From now ony you can call me Mr. Hypocrite if you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks and enjoy your day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-7359533419178707313?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/7359533419178707313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=7359533419178707313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/7359533419178707313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/7359533419178707313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2007/02/everybody-everybody-everybody.html' title='EVERYBODY, EVERYBODY, EVERYBODY!'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-5637433392297104490</id><published>2007-02-05T12:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T12:08:48.066-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spills Lane'/><title type='text'>When Anti-Freeze freezes</title><content type='html'>So a couple things about today. First I am sick of global warming, it is just keeping this world too hot. You know how many of those jokes are going to be made this week? The answer is too many. While I don't believe in global warming and I do like to bring that up. I hate when people make those type of sarcastic comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was real hard to sleep. There was many factors which could have influenced that. The first that comes to mind is the Bears loss, but hopefully that didn't cause me to not sleep well.  The second was all the hooters wings that were inside me, while my stomach didn't end up exploding as usual, it still could have made me feel uncomfortable. The last is the fact that ever since my alarm didn't go off one day for work, I am paranoid it is going to happen again.  Today however I got to go to the ortho to get a new bracket, a thicker wire on top and a bracket on the bottom. The top braces are no kicking my ass, not only because they got tightened, but there is a little wire that keeps catching my tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way if you were unaware of the fact that it is cold out. Let me tell you it is cold out, I washed my window at a gas station and before I could wipe it off, it was frozen solid. My suggestion is to not wash your car for a least another month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is lunch time here at work, and I forgot my lunch this morning so I am off to panera for the only thing that I can eat today. I hope everyone enjoys there day and I also hope that Spills Lane comes over to clean up his brown mess he left all over our carpet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-5637433392297104490?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/5637433392297104490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=5637433392297104490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/5637433392297104490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/5637433392297104490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2007/02/when-anti-freeze-freezes.html' title='When Anti-Freeze freezes'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-6160102740245467918</id><published>2007-02-05T00:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T00:30:34.042-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing the Gayest Super Bowl Ever</title><content type='html'>While I found this years super bowl to be extremely gay; with one really gay pre-game show, gay commercials, and prince who isn't gay, but acts extremely gay. I still had my team, the Chicago Bears in this game and I was really looking forward to a nice night of celebration. The game which everyone in the world knows started off with the exact same play that started off the college championship game, felt really good until it dawned on most "this is what happened with Ohio State" after that, I really felt the bears had no chance. I really thought the defense would have played a little bit better than they did, but they were on the field the entire game and they just got worked.  I guess I don't have much to say, but losing with a team you really follow hurts bad. While I have had my teams lose before, it has never been in as big of a game as this. Cuse lost in the national championship when i was in high school, but that didn't hurt to bad as I was just getting really into them. The bears, sox, bulls and fire have all lost other huge playoff games that have been rough, but once again none that measure up to the greatness of the super bowl. Well, thanks Bears for a pretty awesome season. Even though it is hard to get over making it but not finishing, I was still a fun ride. Now it is time to just have my sundays free for the most part, and watch some basketball for a while. Baseball won't be here in too long and hopefully the sox can get back to their winning ways, though I still would like to have a super bowl team to say I routed on during my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-6160102740245467918?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/6160102740245467918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=6160102740245467918' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/6160102740245467918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/6160102740245467918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2007/02/losing-gayest-super-bowl-ever.html' title='Losing the Gayest Super Bowl Ever'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-3645302700863741470</id><published>2007-02-02T13:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T13:21:11.561-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UFC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicago bears'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two major things going on this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ABfm8ofsYFc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ABfm8ofsYFc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eoPjWssKU2M"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eoPjWssKU2M" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe  Crocop and Rampage will be fighting in the UFC, it would be shame if both end up like Mr. Herring did a week or so ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the UFC should be awesome, I don't think anything could compete with the Bears being in the Super Bowl - although I did think about things and come to the conclusion that the White Sox championship might have meant more to me. I think the fact that the possibility of '85 Bears talk going on the back burner is very exciting, while that team was amazing (not that I would remember) but at the same time it is getting old FAST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-3645302700863741470?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/3645302700863741470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=3645302700863741470' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/3645302700863741470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/3645302700863741470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2007/02/two-major-things-going-on-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-8560327208782033455</id><published>2007-01-30T14:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T14:25:21.606-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soxfest 2007'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kQGjLph0jzA/Rb-nr692k7I/AAAAAAAAAAY/kmEgImWC4Yk/s1600-h/soxfest2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kQGjLph0jzA/Rb-nr692k7I/AAAAAAAAAAY/kmEgImWC4Yk/s400/soxfest2007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025920082173662130" 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;So &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Soxfest&lt;/span&gt; 2007 happened this past weekend, as you can see the highlight was meeting South Paw. While &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sox&lt;/span&gt; fest was really nothing to write about, just getting a few autographs and buying some &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;merch&lt;/span&gt; I didn't need at all, the events prior and post &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;soxfest&lt;/span&gt; were &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; moments to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the walk in to &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;soxfest&lt;/span&gt; two very amusing things happened.&lt;br /&gt;The first was we passed a guy who was yelling at a bum.&lt;br /&gt;"What are you doing? I am already late.........and you put shit on my shoe"&lt;br /&gt;The bum was trying to clean this mans shoe, but put what looked to be like thick milk on the guys shoe, and it didn't seem to be wiping off very easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next event happened as we passed several fellas enjoying a nice &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;spliff&lt;/span&gt; walking down Michigan ave. of course I just laughed and mentioned how it smelled a little &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;skunky&lt;/span&gt; out. An older lady then proceeds to talk about how there are skunks around. Dave decides to mock this lady and tell her stories about a city skunk that got on a train to Canada, I guess it was a true story, but this lady really didn't seem to appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Soxfest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-booze was consumed&lt;br /&gt;-toilet paper was found&lt;br /&gt;-monkey in the middle began&lt;br /&gt;-toilet paper everywhere&lt;br /&gt;-wrapped toilet paper around heads and arms to become super &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;heroes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-went to really expensive hotel bar, 15 dollar nachos&lt;br /&gt;-went to bar to dance, &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ej&lt;/span&gt; got rejected, &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Dave&lt;/span&gt; made out with &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;jabba&lt;/span&gt; the hut&lt;br /&gt;-went back to hotel where a Maxim party was being held.&lt;br /&gt;-went to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i didn't make that seem as fun as it was, however I got to the point where I didn't want to write again, plus the fact that I am at work, so I should probably &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;concentrate&lt;/span&gt; on that instead of blogging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-8560327208782033455?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/8560327208782033455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=8560327208782033455' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/8560327208782033455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/8560327208782033455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-soxfest-2007-happened-this-past.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_kQGjLph0jzA/Rb-nr692k7I/AAAAAAAAAAY/kmEgImWC4Yk/s72-c/soxfest2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-6712672663175093740</id><published>2007-01-26T17:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T17:28:46.473-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='site news'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok - so since I don't post very often I decided to change my template because with all the new features my old one just wasn't working as well. The sad thing is that I lost most my old comments, but I feel i might as well start fresh, and at least this time I shouldn't lose any comments because these are using the blogger interface. Anyway - I post a ton of videos through email and whatnot, I think from now on I may start posting them through my blog instead, it just seems like a better idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-6712672663175093740?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/6712672663175093740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=6712672663175093740' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/6712672663175093740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/6712672663175093740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2007/01/ok-so-since-i-dont-post-very-often-i.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-5975476778483540374</id><published>2007-01-26T11:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T11:02:04.760-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicago bears'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kQGjLph0jzA/Rbo0BK92k6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/j8qhWMQtvb0/s1600-h/SuperbowlXLI.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kQGjLph0jzA/Rbo0BK92k6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/j8qhWMQtvb0/s400/SuperbowlXLI.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024385529013506978" 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/3310208-5975476778483540374?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/5975476778483540374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=5975476778483540374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/5975476778483540374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/5975476778483540374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_kQGjLph0jzA/Rbo0BK92k6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/j8qhWMQtvb0/s72-c/SuperbowlXLI.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-3506557058207942338</id><published>2007-01-11T14:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T14:33:59.926-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EJ is much more man than me obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="MyHeritage - genealogy software with facial recognition technology" alt="MyHeritage - genealogy software with facial recognition technology" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/H/storage/site1/files/71/86/78/718678_41870531f96a54s1izgh17.JPG" width="500" height="574" 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/3310208-3506557058207942338?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/3506557058207942338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=3506557058207942338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/3506557058207942338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/3506557058207942338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2007/01/ej-is-much-more-man-than-me-obviously.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-4757836203356606736</id><published>2007-01-11T14:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T14:26:58.601-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="MyHeritage - share your family tree and family pictures" alt="MyHeritage - share your family tree and family pictures" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/H/storage/site1/files/71/85/42/718542_876365c5d96a546z0d2317.JPG" width="500" height="574" 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/3310208-4757836203356606736?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/4757836203356606736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=4757836203356606736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/4757836203356606736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/4757836203356606736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2007/01/myheritage-share-your-family-tree-and.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-4432068192783223750</id><published>2007-01-02T16:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T17:02:48.694-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well Happy New Year. 2007 is upon us. I am back at work after a nice week off, didn't accomplish a whole lot, but it felt nice. I am really catching up on 24 and I hope to continue that later on tonight.  I had an excellent X-mas, as my wonderful girlfriend gave me a nice Ipod Nano, everyone else pretty much gave me money, so I bought myself a Macbook. While I probably still prefer PC's to Mac's I find that there is a lot of interesting software that I can play around with on the Mac, and well I guess it is worth the price of admission. For New Years eve, Leighan and I went out with the beautiful couple of Andrew and Beth, I guess we all are going to have to get used to eachother as we may be friends for a long time to come. Since the Bears were on we decided to make a trip to BW's for the evening, the game was awful, but the food/drinking was quite good. I really hate taking shots and I think that I may never do it again, I also have decided once you eat the apple pie drinking needs to end. I feel as once desert mode is upon you, it is really hard to get back into drinking mode. This is what Beths main problem  was as for some reason she went Appetizer/Desert/Dinner, she really didn't drink much, but thats ok. Leighan fell asleep before midnight, and we had really bad champagne.  Overall, it is really hard to keep up with this blog, I rather just post images on my facebook, which I will do when I get home tonight. Be very excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-4432068192783223750?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/4432068192783223750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=4432068192783223750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/4432068192783223750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/4432068192783223750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2007/01/well-happy-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-116671319387442299</id><published>2006-12-21T08:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T08:59:53.883-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok so I still have to work on the photos of the bathroom, but it is still under construction. I really wish i could have a color printer so I could add my picks to the wall.  Anyways, everyone can officialy make fun of me next Friday as that will be the day I get braces.  I must also add it is nice to see that there is only two remaining people who check this blog, Andy and Brent. Thanks to both of you for reading this garbage.  Have you guys seen the new blogger?  You log in with your google account, and everything is customizable. I really wish I could switch over to that one, I am sure I will figure it out someday soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-116671319387442299?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/116671319387442299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=116671319387442299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/116671319387442299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/116671319387442299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/12/ok-so-i-still-have-to-work-on-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-116594169108460028</id><published>2006-12-12T10:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T10:41:31.100-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back by popular demand. Aka Dave asks and he recieves, which sounds very gay, but believe me I am not trying to be gay here at all. Since the last post a lot has happened, including moving into one of the most amazing apartments of all time, it includes 2 HD tv's and one security monitor, a fire place for Kane to come and create some major inferno.  Dan has a a mansion of a room himself, but he does not get to use the wolf bathroom (pictures coming soon), so based on that dave and i have it better then him.  We also have one of the most amazing views in all of Elmhurst.  Fitz's Pub has been hit up quite a few times which has brought a lot of fun and some pain for one individual.  Work has been going just swell, some hard days, and some easy days, I am just hoping for a damn raise soon.  I got in my first official car accident, however I think it sucks that I can say that now when my car wasn't even moving.  I think I stopped writing this because I didn't have much to say and it really was just a summary of the days events which was good when all people lived far away, but now living with two people who will read this, and with leighan home, i don't know if it really makes sense to continue this other then to post images and stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-116594169108460028?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/116594169108460028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=116594169108460028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/116594169108460028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/116594169108460028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/12/back-by-popular-demand.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-116008509472157559</id><published>2006-10-05T16:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T16:51:34.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Does anyone check this thing anymore? I haven't posted in almost a month. I am going to lexington Tomorrow and i moved into a new apartment which is pretty sweet, i think from now on i will only post pictures here it seems to be more interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-116008509472157559?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/116008509472157559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=116008509472157559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/116008509472157559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/116008509472157559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/10/does-anyone-check-this-thing-anymore-i.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-115801163259548829</id><published>2006-09-11T16:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T16:53:52.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bigsoccer.com/forum/member.php?u=29363"&gt;KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Don't really want this person dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-115801163259548829?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/115801163259548829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=115801163259548829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115801163259548829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115801163259548829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/09/kill-kill-kill-kill-kill-note-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-115699911116108079</id><published>2006-08-30T23:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T23:38:31.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thank you Mr. CJ Brown for the tickets, and now with no further a do I bring you...3 members of the newest crew.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/uploaded_images/mrduicrew-780231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/uploaded_images/mrduicrew-774078.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-115699911116108079?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/115699911116108079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=115699911116108079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115699911116108079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115699911116108079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-thank-you-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-115593839021286658</id><published>2006-08-18T16:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T16:59:50.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate to dispoint my friends who suggest i get the license plate MRDUI, but there already is &lt;a href="http://mrdui.com/"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt;.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-115593839021286658?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/115593839021286658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=115593839021286658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115593839021286658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115593839021286658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-hate-to-dispoint-my-friends-who.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-115592377930718800</id><published>2006-08-18T12:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T12:56:25.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, it really has been a long time. I have done so much since my last real post. I am on lunch right now and since i decided on saving 5 bux today and bringing my lunch in, which by the way sucks a lot. Eating out is not just about how the food is typically better, but also the fact that you can get the hell out of work for a good hour, it is so nice and refreshing. Instead here i am still staring at my computer blogging.  I still have a ton of photos to post including some from my first Nascar event ever. I must say I really like Nascar now, i like the people, i like the fact you can bring a f'n cooler into the track to save some money on beers, i like the overall concept i think.  Anyways that was a rough day, dan and i were beyond blitzed, ill tell ya those 16 oz coors light bottles are dangerous. I cant really think of much else to talk about, work is just going how it typically does, although it seems to be getting easier for me, not that it was really ever that HARD, it was just sort of confusing. I am finding some clients to be more difficult to deal with though, so many problems have been occuring, from people who dont know how to use their sites they paid 100k for, to those who think since they are paying us we have to do everything, to those whos projects change leadership and just get extremely screwy, but overall i am starting to like my job a lot more too. I did change offices to one without a window, and i think yesterday as i was punching myself in the head that made me think i might have lost it. it is kind of depressing not seeing much daylight each day.  I saw the new apartment in the city, it was nice, very cool to have a sun room thing and i just overall liked the setup.  I think i like apartments/condos way more than i like houses. Livin in that house was such a chore, way more to clean up and the whole lawn deal was annoying.  There are some things you lose from living in an apartment, but overall they are pretty sweet.  Tomorrow night is the big day. Bob Saget at the improv, i am looking forward to it.  It is amazing to find out a man who you think is so innocent is really this extremely obscene individual. thats all i got for ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-115592377930718800?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/115592377930718800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=115592377930718800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115592377930718800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115592377930718800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/08/wow-it-really-has-been-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-115432086519258945</id><published>2006-07-30T23:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T23:41:05.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/uploaded_images/DCP00454-751896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/uploaded_images/DCP00454-747316.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a TON of pictures to post but until i have the time for it ill leave you all with one. &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-115432086519258945?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/115432086519258945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=115432086519258945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115432086519258945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115432086519258945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-have-ton-of-pictures-to-post-but.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-115282600745359112</id><published>2006-07-13T16:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T16:26:47.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Digg is quickly becoming my favorite website, the fact that i am now just hitting a button and stories come up on my blog is fantastic. Hopefully all will enjoy the stories that i "digg". If not too bad its my blog. As for other happenings in my life. I think i should mention i bought a Scion Tc, and i got a bunch of ghetto ass options which i find fantastic. My free ipod finally broke, as did alex's hmm.... and both came upon the same problem of harddrive breakage. Anyways, leighan is finally moving all her stuff home from iowa today, so that shall be nice for her. Work is work as usual, nothing to exciting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-115282600745359112?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/115282600745359112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=115282600745359112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115282600745359112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115282600745359112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/07/digg-is-quickly-becoming-my-favorite.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-115282573136590890</id><published>2006-07-13T16:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T16:22:11.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you do with 3,000 golf balls?</title><content type='html'>Hilarious prank where a guy's car gets filled with tons of golf balls.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=UyiL8BSf4qA&amp;mode=related&amp;search=office%20pranks"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;|&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://digg.com/videos_comedy/What_do_you_do_with_3,000_golf_balls"&gt;digg story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-115282573136590890?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/115282573136590890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=115282573136590890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115282573136590890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115282573136590890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-do-you-do-with-3000-golf-balls.html' title='What do you do with 3,000 golf balls?'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-115282569241819486</id><published>2006-07-13T16:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T16:21:32.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Insane College Dorm Room Prank!</title><content type='html'>Twelve students at Brandeis used 600 galvanized screws to turn a unsuspecting classmate's dorm completely upside-down! A must see video!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lightsideup.com/"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;|&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://digg.com/videos_comedy/Insane_College_Dorm_Room_Prank!"&gt;digg story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-115282569241819486?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/115282569241819486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=115282569241819486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115282569241819486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115282569241819486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/07/insane-college-dorm-room-prank.html' title='Insane College Dorm Room Prank!'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-115282561765702115</id><published>2006-07-13T16:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T16:20:18.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2.71 Full PSP Firmware Emulation Support [Devhook 0.44] on 1.50 PSP's</title><content type='html'>Welcome to 2.71, oh you haven&lt;br /&gt;â??t updated yet ;) That wonâ??t matter anymore now with the latest release of Devhook 0.44 Booster has enabled FULL emulation of the 2.71 PSP firmware via Devhook that runs great on 1.50 PSP's. This amazing update will finally allow you to run Flash and all new features from 2.71 on your "homebrew friendly" 1.50 PSP&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://shootme.net/2006/07/13/271-firmware-support-via-devhook-emulation/"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;|&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://digg.com/gaming_news/2.71_Full_PSP_Firmware_Emulation_Support_Devhook_0.44_on_1.50_PSP_s"&gt;digg story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-115282561765702115?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/115282561765702115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=115282561765702115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115282561765702115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115282561765702115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/07/271-full-psp-firmware-emulation.html' title='2.71 Full PSP Firmware Emulation Support [Devhook 0.44] on 1.50 PSP&apos;s'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-115265841538798313</id><published>2006-07-11T17:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T17:54:32.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a crappy day, might as well be in the office.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/uploaded_images/myview2-783247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/uploaded_images/myview2-778546.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-115265841538798313?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/115265841538798313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=115265841538798313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115265841538798313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115265841538798313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-crappy-day-might-as-well-be-in.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-115264383188491787</id><published>2006-07-11T13:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T13:50:31.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow i am really finding the goods on the internet today. As I post one more time.  Here is a entertaining &lt;a href="http://abclocal.go.com/ktrk/story?section=local&amp;id=4354235"&gt;billboard&lt;/a&gt; that was put up. Then in the same forum i noticed a link for an amazing &lt;a href="http://www.shmaltz.com/"&gt;beer&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-115264383188491787?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/115264383188491787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=115264383188491787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115264383188491787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115264383188491787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/07/wow-i-am-really-finding-goods-on.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-115263145308627512</id><published>2006-07-11T10:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T10:24:13.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This just in elmhurst, also takes the cake for 2006 in googling "naked" however we do not lead the country in the search of "porn" yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-115263145308627512?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/115263145308627512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=115263145308627512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115263145308627512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115263145308627512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/07/this-just-in-elmhurst-also-takes-cake.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-115263116722748030</id><published>2006-07-11T10:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T10:22:01.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So proud to be from &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/trends?q=sex&amp;ctab=0&amp;geo=US&amp;date=2006"&gt;elmhrust. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Thanks to Google Trends, the mayor of Elmhurst, Ill., a Chicago suburb, has had to explain why his city devotes more of its Web searches to "sex" than any other in the United States (because it doesn't have strip clubs or pornography shops, he gamely told The Chicago Sun-Times)."&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2006/07/05/business/05leonhardt.html?ex=1152763200&amp;en=94404589c34afe7e&amp;ei=5070&amp;emc=eta1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-115263116722748030?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/115263116722748030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=115263116722748030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115263116722748030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115263116722748030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-proud-to-be-from-elmhrust.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-115259053916845026</id><published>2006-07-10T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T23:02:19.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So i guess lately i have been feeling a bit bummed out. It seems as though my e-town boys are moving to the big city. Kind of sad for me i must say. Even if i dont see them all that often now, its nice to be close to your friends, and while chicago isnt that far, I am not one for the hassle of the whole city, i dont mind taking the train down there, or going down there on a sunday afternoon or something, but mostly its just too busy and i am not all that fond of driving that drive. So i dont know it sucks, but it seems like they are all very excited so that is good for them.  I ate boston market today, and while i knew it was probably a bad descision while doing it, little did i know it would screw me up as much as it did. my stomach is in absolute knots right now, some of the most pain ive had in recenet memory. Anyways......thats all for now, tomorrow i will take a picture from my office so everyone may see what i see all day. be excited, be very excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-115259053916845026?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/115259053916845026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=115259053916845026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115259053916845026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115259053916845026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-i-guess-lately-i-have-been-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-115256431471594084</id><published>2006-07-10T15:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T15:45:14.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday James Peter Zervas.... I hope i got the middle name right. if not ill buy you a drink and you can zidane headbutt me, like what happened in my dream last night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-115256431471594084?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/115256431471594084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=115256431471594084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115256431471594084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115256431471594084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-birthday-james-peter-zervas.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-115221816101890085</id><published>2006-07-06T15:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T15:36:01.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish i had written in this thing before now, so much stuff has happened since my last post i think i just dont want to write it anymore. Cary's wedding was just insane, lots of drama going on, but overall a good time i would say. As was this past week or so. Drinking with the boys, and the 4th of july were both fun events. thats all you get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-115221816101890085?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/115221816101890085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=115221816101890085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115221816101890085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115221816101890085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-wish-i-had-written-in-this-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-115090658898666263</id><published>2006-06-21T11:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T14:49:41.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I now have my &lt;a href="http://www.viennabeef.com/about/news/article.asp?ARTICLE_ID=16"&gt;claim to fame&lt;/a&gt;...also be sure to notice the guy in the hot dog suit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-115090658898666263?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/115090658898666263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=115090658898666263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115090658898666263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115090658898666263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-now-have-my-claim-to-fame.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-115086277656701935</id><published>2006-06-20T23:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T23:06:16.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am honestly not saying this out of jealousy. I hate the Miami Heat.  While I used to like Dwayne Wade, he really started to piss me off this series as well, he lowers his shoulder on so many plays and also just runs in uncontrollably, i thought that was an offensive foul?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-115086277656701935?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/115086277656701935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=115086277656701935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115086277656701935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115086277656701935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-am-honestly-not-saying-this-out-of.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-115077831534776413</id><published>2006-06-19T23:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T23:38:35.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do I dare make my return to the blogging world with an epic blog? Oh i think i shall. There is so much to discuss from how baseball suspensions are just retarded to the Return of ECW to my job to what i did this weekend. so lets get started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First as i mentioned baseball suspensions are retarded. My case for this is an obvious one, Mike Barrett.  He punches AJ about a month ago, and now finally he gets suspended, it happens to be against sox rivals, not that big of a deal they would of probably beat the cubs anyway. But what is a big deal is the suspension took so long to enforce that now Barrett is injured, so instead of the cubs putting him on the 15 Day DL he just gets to be "suspended". Funny thing is Henry White has been going crazy, and who would of thought that would happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second the return of ECW. I should really just post the conversations i had with Dave J. and Jim M. here, but instead i will repeat it in blog form. Overall terrible product. It isnt ECW like old, not that i thought it would be, but from what the PPV's are it looked like it could be awesome.  They dont have enough of the original guys back, Big show doesnt belong. Kurt Angle i can understand because i believe he is replacement Taz.  We need the real music to come back, Sandman with WWE sythesizer music is crap.  The weapons they use are crap.  The girl who got naked or pretended to strip was crap and a waste of my time.  This feud with Raw is retarded as well. If you want the return of ECW, then lets make it JUST ECW, not ECW/RAW dumb. Anyway, I was impressed they hit Lita though, I know the dudleys used to do this back in WWF as well, but that hasnt happened for a while. Anyway, it seems like the overall concensus (i dont know how to spell) is that the best part of the first ECW event was the Zombie, and i think i just may agree with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, we had the discussion of my job. While I love my job dearly. As I said to EJ the fact that really nothing has challenged me too much in life, like school i just took with a grain of salt for the most part and if i get through it i get through it, a job is different. This job is extremely challenging for me, from dealing with clients and not knowing exactly what to say, to having to deal with lots of other people at work, who really if you dont know what your talking about have a low tolarence for new people, and even for senior project managers, for you dont mess w/ graphics and programmers, not a very humble bunch. Anyway, this job actually keeps me up at night or like makes me where sleep through the night because i get worried about the next day, i am thinking thats not really all that good of a thing, but perhaps thats just the working world and i need to get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend recap. Friday evening i was treated by leighan to hooters and a 6 pack of the Silver Bullet, a wonderful combo I must add. I then proceeded to buy a fan and build said fan and feel much cooler in my room.  Saturday was a suprise party at Rosebuds on Rush, the whole fam was there along with leighan and some of my sisters friends. Overall good food, good time, but a little noisey and cramped for my style.  Fathers day was church/dadfest, then come home and eat some snacks, go to best buy, eat dinner, eat desert, and yeah just a whole lot of eating. Although i think my dad had a nice day so that is really all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus coverage, since i probably wont blog again for a long while although i should since i am on a computer all day everyday, i will let you all know i will be leaving thursday for leighans bro's wedding, yes i know it seems like he has gotten married 100 times, but that isnt so, this will be his first time, so that will be from thursday to sunday, it should be fun. there will be moonshine and lots of rednecks and that is all that matters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-115077831534776413?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/115077831534776413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=115077831534776413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115077831534776413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115077831534776413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/06/do-i-dare-make-my-return-to-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-115021611741225237</id><published>2006-06-13T11:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T11:28:37.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really need to have somethign explained to me.  Please explain why a wearing a seat belt is a law, but wearing a helmet on a motorcycle is not. Discuss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-115021611741225237?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/115021611741225237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=115021611741225237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115021611741225237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/115021611741225237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-really-need-to-have-somethign.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-114926297460812567</id><published>2006-06-02T10:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T10:42:54.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not much has happened in the life of John in the past week. My niece got dedicated to the church or something like that, I went to my first bachelor party, and i graduated. Seriously, graduation day was pretty rough.  91 degrees or so and having to sit in a black tarp is not my idea of a great time, but what can you do.  The rest of this week has just been working as I am now a fulltime employee. I am also really wanting to update my dads website, after working in a web company for 2 months now I am starting to figure out what makes a good site. This weekend should be interesting too, i got nothing tonight, but saturday will be working for my dad, possibly looking for an apartment w/ dan and then going out with him for his B-day. Sunday I am taking my dad to the sox game for his B-day which is on 6-6-06, perhaps my dad is satan i am not sure yet. alright time to get back to work Vienna needs me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-114926297460812567?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/114926297460812567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=114926297460812567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114926297460812567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114926297460812567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/06/not-much-has-happened-in-life-of-john.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-114912707865530621</id><published>2006-05-31T20:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T20:57:58.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I graduated College&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-114912707865530621?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/114912707865530621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=114912707865530621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114912707865530621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114912707865530621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-graduated-college.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-114859424794627448</id><published>2006-05-25T16:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T16:57:27.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Posting from the blackberry. I love it now I can blog anywhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-114859424794627448?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/114859424794627448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=114859424794627448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114859424794627448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114859424794627448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/05/posting-from-blackberry.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-114854076075763590</id><published>2006-05-25T02:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T02:06:00.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Dan, hope you make it back from LA safely, dont let dave do anything your typical priest wouldnt do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-114854076075763590?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/114854076075763590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=114854076075763590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114854076075763590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114854076075763590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-birthday-dan-hope-you-make-it.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-114841903073935730</id><published>2006-05-23T16:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T16:17:10.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The combo of being bored at work, and a computer where you can punch up ebay at any time can sometimes lead to things like &lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;item=8785268499&amp;rd=1&amp;sspagename=STRK%3AMEWN%3AIT&amp;rd=1"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; while amazing probably not needed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-114841903073935730?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/114841903073935730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=114841903073935730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114841903073935730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114841903073935730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/05/combo-of-being-bored-at-work-and.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-114831334888844468</id><published>2006-05-22T10:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T10:55:48.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>posting from work. always a good decision. So i think the guy who has been training me might be dead.  He left last wednesday to go climb a mountain in california. he was going up like 15,000 feet through snow and everything. He is supposed to be back today and well he hasn't furthermore no one seems to know where he is.  That is not to typical for this guy, anyhow i wish him the best. Hopefully he comes back because he was a good trainer and i dont think anyone would want to deal with me other than him.  Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the sox game yesterday with alex.  We took the train which was fine, the "L" was another story, these really retarded girls that were cubs fans were going on and on about how cubs fans are the best fans for the most retarded reasons, such as throwing back the ball when a HR is hit.  Well that is all nice and dandy, but you also throw balls at your own players heads.  Now, I understand sox fans have attacked members of opposing teams, but only the cubs fans attack their own players. I believe this is now the second time.  Our tickets werent bad, but in the upper deck where sun does not show it was freezing cold.  Alex also got the priviledge to sit next to one of the most annoying guys ever, i dont know if it mattered that he was a cubs fan but probably.  Every time a ball would be hit he would yell "go, go, go, go, go" and then "ooooooooooh, damn infield fly" as if everything was going to be a HR or something, he also ate food through the entire game getting up after every inning for a new treat.  Lastly he dumped an entire beer on the girl who sat infront of her, although i wasnt too upset by this because this girl was not 21 and using her BF's ID to get beer for herself, so it suits her right to have karma come back and nail her. The game sucked since they lost, and could someone please explain to me 2 things. The first why do the sox suck so bad in alternate uni's or make that throwbacks, they are just awful.  Second, why does it take so long for someone to get suspended in baseball. Barrett punched AJ in the face yet gets to play in the next game, something is wrong there. Also, that game is different if Henry (2-38) Blanco is playing.  Lastly, Carlos Z is just nuts I hope something terrible happens to that man because he annoys the piss out of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-114831334888844468?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/114831334888844468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=114831334888844468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114831334888844468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114831334888844468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/05/posting-from-work.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-114815160046102454</id><published>2006-05-20T13:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T14:00:00.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found the &lt;a href="http://www.gingersalehouse.com/"&gt;place&lt;/a&gt; to watch world cup games.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-114815160046102454?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/114815160046102454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=114815160046102454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114815160046102454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114815160046102454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-found-place-to-watch-world-cup-games.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-114806624066422194</id><published>2006-05-19T14:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T14:17:20.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY &lt;a href="http://www.nascar.com"&gt;NASCAR DAY&lt;/a&gt;!!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also just a question, is this site difficult to read, i mean visually not the content and how horrible my writing is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-114806624066422194?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/114806624066422194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=114806624066422194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114806624066422194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114806624066422194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-nascar-day-also-just-question-is.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-114800997896931895</id><published>2006-05-18T22:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T22:39:39.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I challenge anyone who thinks they have a grandma crazier than mine. First thing i hear when i walk in just now, "I have the gays on the north side, and the jews on the south" saying this while crying about something. wow shes quite a package.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-114800997896931895?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/114800997896931895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=114800997896931895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114800997896931895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114800997896931895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-challenge-anyone-who-thinks-they.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-114799170938712195</id><published>2006-05-18T17:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T17:35:09.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After the presentation i did today in Business Strategy, my years at elmhurst ended. Sure i havent graduated yet, but i will. When I start to really think about it, i will really miss school, its pretty easy and just a overall fun time even in those classes that were miserable.  I did find out today that my group had the second highest ever score for that business game, cunninghams highest group was a MBA class, this came as quite a suprise and he graded us very leaniently on our AWFUL presentation. Anyhow, schools over, now i can apply myself to the working world even more, that should be quite the joy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-114799170938712195?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/114799170938712195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=114799170938712195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114799170938712195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114799170938712195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/05/after-presentation-i-did-today-in.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-114796711995051142</id><published>2006-05-18T10:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T10:45:20.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I took what could be the easiest final of all time the other day.  It was completely open book, and included a majority of questions that were look up words and match them with their definitions.  Today leighan and i had some dinner at el feugo loco, while i find that place to be pretty tastey, the fact they give you little bottles when you order soda is just rediculous, might as well order a beer.  everyone who has facebook make sure you check me out and look at my friend from UMass, probably one of the more entertaining things brought to me through facebook.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-114796711995051142?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/114796711995051142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=114796711995051142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114796711995051142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114796711995051142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-took-what-could-be-easiest-final-of.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-114784037668134340</id><published>2006-05-16T23:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T23:32:56.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The other day I resarched wagering on horses and now I feel I am ready for a return visit to the OTB, anyone else want to make a visit perhaps friday evening?  I need the practice since my work is going to arlington park for an outing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-114784037668134340?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/114784037668134340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=114784037668134340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114784037668134340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114784037668134340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/05/other-day-i-resarched-wagering-on.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-114783533446661124</id><published>2006-05-16T22:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T22:08:54.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>USA makes it to the Quarter Finals in the World Cup, however a powerful Argentina team takes them out. it didnt help that i lost two guys due to red cards during the game. and two of my other starters were not able to play due to previous red cards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-114783533446661124?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/114783533446661124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=114783533446661124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114783533446661124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114783533446661124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/05/usa-makes-it-to-quarter-finals-in.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-114762706611189920</id><published>2006-05-14T12:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T12:17:46.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I must say going by attending several different weddings I have really gotten to see how different cultures proceed with receptions.  While the Arab wedding had to be the most bizarre and annoying, the wedding with a strong mexican flair i went to on Saturday was quite amusing. Really the only thing that gave it said flair was the mariachi band that played during the meal, and the hat dance they did and whatnot.  Anyway congrats to Lynda and Jon on getting married.  Shortly after we left the wedding it was time to wake up and head to iowa city for leighans graduation.  During the calling of the names people did their usual cheers, this really pissed off one of the guys saying out names "I will not pronounce anymore names if this kind of cheering continues" or something to that effect, he got booed loudly by the crowd.  I had never seen defiant parents until this day, and they came in the masses.  So congrats to leighan for graduating college.  Today is mothers day, so happy mothers day to my mom, and to my sister who is having her first mothers day.  Next year there will be a &lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/health/healthmain.html?in_article_id=385968&amp;in_page_id=1774&amp;in_a_source=&amp;ct=5"&gt;new mother&lt;/a&gt; out there and i am very excited for that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-114762706611189920?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/114762706611189920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=114762706611189920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114762706611189920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114762706611189920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-must-say-going-by-attending-several.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-114758419732737123</id><published>2006-05-14T00:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T00:23:17.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A while back i posted a blog of a picture of me all bloody, if anyone was curious as to how that happen this video could probably show you the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T6L1UNiATQE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T6L1UNiATQE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&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/3310208-114758419732737123?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/114758419732737123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=114758419732737123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114758419732737123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114758419732737123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/05/while-back-i-posted-blog-of-picture-of.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-114740792005285710</id><published>2006-05-11T23:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T23:25:20.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The further i dig into the home page for the &lt;a href="http://www.churchofsatan.com"&gt;church of satan&lt;/a&gt; the more i think it is a joke.  To start the web page has just horrible design and if you notice they have a big blurb about how they made their "award winning web site on an apple" i hope this was a long time ago, but my guess is that it isn't because it has been updated recently.  Supposedly apple is ashamed they are the computer choice of the church of satan. Which makes me think some really horrible things such as what brand knife certain killers like Jeffery Dhammer used? If this was found out do you think that would really hurt the company?  Anyway, other than looking up satanic stuf i also looked up &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pensacola_Christian_College"&gt;extreme &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bob_Jones_University"&gt;Christian &lt;/a&gt;schools now dont get me wrong Jesus is all good, but where in the Bible does it say anything about "optical intercourse"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-114740792005285710?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/114740792005285710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=114740792005285710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114740792005285710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114740792005285710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/05/further-i-dig-into-home-page-for.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-114740733780878593</id><published>2006-05-11T23:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T23:15:37.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/uploaded_images/championsbsg-787030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/uploaded_images/championsbsg-783881.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th place - 2nd place for 4 weeks or so BUT WE END UP WINNING IT ALL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-114740733780878593?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/114740733780878593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=114740733780878593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114740733780878593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114740733780878593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/05/4th-place-2nd-place-for-4-weeks-or-so.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-114737907334924244</id><published>2006-05-11T15:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T16:19:06.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't have to much to say. I will mention that I really enjoyed this hookah bar we went to the other day. Also I had no cavities today and yes it was the first time ever. CONGRATS. I also need to mention something amazing that happened at school today. I had to do that business sim game online, so my group was meeting in the library. I was noticing I couldn't get online. Finally over some loud speaker I didn't even know they had in the library I heard " the schools internet connection is down, we do not know when this will be fixed but probably not till tomorrow" it continued "this also means you cannot print your papers" let me tell you, all those procrastinators out there were mighty pissed off I mean we do pay 35 dollar technology fee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-114737907334924244?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/114737907334924244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=114737907334924244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114737907334924244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114737907334924244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-dont-have-to-much-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-114662872936989526</id><published>2006-05-02T22:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T22:59:40.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now for a quick word from johns soapbox.  Dear Hispanics I am really not sure what the point of that rally was you had on monday. However, if you would like to continue doing those type of things. please feel free, my drive took half the time and it was wonderful, I am not for sure it was due to all the hispanics being downtown, but i have a good hunch it was. Anyways, that was a message from johns soapbox.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-114662872936989526?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/114662872936989526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=114662872936989526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114662872936989526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114662872936989526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/05/now-for-quick-word-from-johns-soapbox.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-114632409689900510</id><published>2006-04-29T10:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T10:21:37.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-I hate myspace, but facebook is ok.&lt;br /&gt;-Wine Bomb should be the next "HIP" drink.&lt;br /&gt;-"I like any kind of attention"&lt;br /&gt;-What does no penetration include?&lt;br /&gt;-Jesus I'm Rollin with you!&lt;br /&gt;-Filling up your own beer is a bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;-I hate Antoine Walker (is that how you spell his name?)&lt;br /&gt;-My Itunes is running much more smoothly now, thank God&lt;br /&gt;-Work is work&lt;br /&gt;-Rat Pack part 3, Trains, Asian, God, Aristocrats, Indians, Beer, Trains, Colonic's&lt;br /&gt;-Going to drive my favorite girl back to school today.&lt;br /&gt;-Culvers giftcards make for good presents, move over PL I am the new king of fast food&lt;br /&gt;-Xbox 360 breaking within 2 weeks is BS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-114632409689900510?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/114632409689900510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=114632409689900510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114632409689900510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114632409689900510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-hate-myspace-but-facebook-is-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-114558409801232876</id><published>2006-04-20T20:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T20:48:18.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At about 10pm, 6 years ago today i almost died. It was quite an expierience, not all bad. I think the most memorable part of that accident was the fact that Dan ran away from the scene of the crime and tried to make it home. Of course he did not make it home instead he ended up laying near a tree or something and the cops found him.  Anyhow, just a memorable event that happened on this day in my life.  Last saturday was a good day too, i can say that i choked dan out, it was a great defeat one that will go down in history like david slaying goliath, sure i had be 0-159 vs dan since the age of  8 or something but after a 16 year streak of getting beat downs it all came to an end.  I will say however the monkey beat me due to hogan leg drop backfiring and just destroying my tailbone. Thats all. Hopefully that will be enough for you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-114558409801232876?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/114558409801232876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=114558409801232876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114558409801232876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114558409801232876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/04/at-about-10pm-6-years-ago-today-i.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-114472605354273179</id><published>2006-04-10T22:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T22:27:33.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am back for another uneventful blog entry.  Lets start off things where i can remember them last tuesday after class i decided to head over to mcnallys to pay a visit ot my good buddy dan, alex and jim (DV F'n Ds) little did i know what i would find. What i found was three guys more drunk then i could comprehend, i dont even know if i could put this in prospective but from what i was told they had been drinking since 9 or so in the morning and all the while at the white sox game, and it was then 9 pm so if you do the math thats 12 hours of non stop drinking. The crazy part is that when i got there they were wasted and while i was there they did more then some people do in a whole night, and i was only there for 40 minutes.  I am not sure what the highlight was, it could be Jim acting like a total jerk, or dan asking the waitress about certain medical conditions, i really dont know but no matter what i found it hilarious, although next time you drive like that dan im going to crack you in the nuts.  Wednesday was a little day at work well not really all that little, i dont remember what i did, but i know it was boring, then i went to my grandmas for some good chili and then home to veg out like my typical night after work.  Friday night was a night to remember as well.  I was sitting in mcnallys all innocent when this strange man approaches me and rubs my head and says "whats up bitch, my name is alice" or something to that effect. Ends up being bills uncle, this guy was super drunk at least i hope he was cuz he acted like it. He was probably about 50 and kept telling me not to gangsta lean and all sorts of strange things, he then made up strange stories about how certain people were mormons and dan was a sheriff and ej was his accountant or something like that, anyway this kind partied with the group till 4am of course i didnt make it that late for i am like a grandpa and need to sleep well before then, if anyone else has any stories of alice theyd like to share feel free in the comments section. Saturday, well that morning i did work for my dad, then sat around till party time. The party was ok, i dont know if i could say it was the most fun ive ever had, but it did have some hilarious moments, i am not even sure if i should put them on this blog for reason of insane girlfriends trying to look things up on their boyfriends that were part takers in this party and if the house was to save some money i probably shouldnt add anything, however the events that took place with this certain individual were amazing and how a person can get out of what he got out of is simply amazing.  Ej got just bombed at this party, which is fine, and i hope he doesnt remember me using his golf arm to do various chores around the house. The highlight of the party was number one the dog who was probably the best trained animal i had seen in a long time, and secondly the sex. First of all sex in the bahtroom is gross, sex in a bathroom of a house lived in by a few guys is even more disgusting, had maxwell not cleaned it a week prior i dont even want to think of  what that girl would of sat in, plus who has sex on a sink. Also, when people are yelling at you and like opening the door how do you not care? So anyway they moved to the car and then people knocked on the windows and basically just watched it all go down, while the other guys brother we assume was doing equally dirty things to the girls friend, however no one really knows where they went. So that was entertaining and yeah i dont know what else, just basic party crap, drunk people saying stupid things.  Sunday was a typical day of church and then hanging out by myself doing the video/tv thing not to interesting.  Today was work a nice 10 hour day, im not complaining because the second half of the day was really interesting and i learned a lot of valuable information that will better myself to do the job i need to get done, thus getting a better review and in the end a bigger raise.  So leighan is coming home saturday, i hope to see her sunday. she has a big job interview downtown on monday, congrats to her on getting that it sounds like a pretty amazing gig, although leighan on michigan ave every day could also be a scary thing, well i guess no more scary then me on a computer where i can shop but still scary none the less, but still congrats to my G-F.  &lt;br /&gt;Anyone who has the chance to pick up a logitech harmony 880 remote i would highly suggest it, i bought one last week because they were on super sale meaning 200 dollars off and i recieved it today and i am in heaven the thing works like a dream plus it has a color interface which now has a white sox logo on it, all totally needed, but really i paid 50 bux for it and i was missing a remote so it really does come in handy not that it is neccesary but wonderful it is.&lt;br /&gt;It was wierd liking some of the Cubs players, i hate that team with everything in me, but I really like a Juan Pierre, and i dont mind derrick lee, although i do hate D Lee, i also dont mind Ryan Dempster nor Michael Barrett, ok i dont like Micheal Barrett but i do find that he trained over the summer in Mixed Martial Arts so he can destroy Roy Oswalt if ever needed quite amazing. Anyway i dont like the feeling of liking cubs players but it has happened and i dont feel ok with that so if anyone of my fellow sox fans can change that in me that would be great. Ok well i think thats all for now, maybe if people suggested what they like to read or what bores them to no end i would write more if people really want me to if not, this is what you will get, a couple paragraphs every 2 weeks or so. ya &lt;a href="http://www.digg.com"&gt;digg?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-114472605354273179?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/114472605354273179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=114472605354273179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114472605354273179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114472605354273179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-am-back-for-another-uneventful-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-114368118947445017</id><published>2006-03-29T19:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T19:13:09.503-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>getting sick just a week before i start my new job is troubling, i hope this goes away, but colds seem to be real annoying and never go away.  I drove for over 5 hours today then came home. I also litterly fell asleep in the shower, i woke up when the water got cold, very strange feeling. I rented Rugby 06 for xbox, and while it seems to be a pretty sweet game, i have no ideas the rules of rugby or anything so it seems quite impossible. That is really all i got, not to exciting sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-114368118947445017?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/114368118947445017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=114368118947445017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114368118947445017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114368118947445017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/03/getting-sick-just-week-before-i-start.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-114317970927300005</id><published>2006-03-23T23:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T23:55:09.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/uploaded_images/postreggieshow-756163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/uploaded_images/postreggieshow-751943.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting blood spit on you at a reggie show is fun i suppose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-114317970927300005?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/114317970927300005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=114317970927300005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114317970927300005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114317970927300005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/03/getting-blood-spit-on-you-at-reggie.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-114309247945684056</id><published>2006-03-22T23:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T23:41:19.470-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So dan doesnt have to update through my comments i decided to give you guys a little nugget. I ended up getting the job, then i counter offered and waited 5 painful days to hear back, and good news my counter offer worked! I will be accepting the job tomorrow.  Leighan was home this past week, i think she had a pretty decent birthday we wen to Champps for it with her parents, and ordered a ton of desert her dad almost finished a mile high ice cream pie which is quite an impressive feat.  Also i have been doing a lot of shopping which hasnt been as fun as it could be since i couldnt find my size in a lot of things, it also got kind of costly but perhaps that is because i like some of the finer things stores have to offer.  Last night i went to see zao with ej but ended up getting there late saw 4 songs, waited about 30 minutes and then left. Really that is all i have to update. i will say i am sad to leave my dad to find a new driver and well everything else, i like working with my dad even though he yells at me probably every day but hey hes a good guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-114309247945684056?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/114309247945684056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=114309247945684056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114309247945684056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114309247945684056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-dan-doesnt-have-to-update-through.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-114235109206428498</id><published>2006-03-14T09:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T09:44:52.086-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I am an uncle for the first time ever. Ellyn Joy was born last thursday so that was a pretty exciting time for my family. The next day i had a job interview that seemed to go fairly well, i mean i wasnt really asked any questions, so either that means he really likes me or he had no interest in me at all, but then i was just a waste of an hour for him, oh well. anyway i have to call this friday to find out if i got the job or not.  Leighan came home friday, so that was exciting as well, we have just been hanging out, saw my sister two days, and then just hung out at her house, monday was busy with work and having to write my case study on Netflix which i hope makes sense, i think i just went on a crazy rant about it and well it is written a lot like this blog, which i am guessing isnt too propper. Not much else has happened leighans birthday is tomorrow so we will be celebrating that, and thats about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-114235109206428498?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/114235109206428498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=114235109206428498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114235109206428498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114235109206428498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/03/well-i-am-uncle-for-first-time-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-114131991084059127</id><published>2006-03-02T11:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T11:18:30.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>moving sucks really badly. worst part is the damage that happened to my Z key on my Rolex of keyboards. i guess that is why you shouldnt buy things like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-114131991084059127?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/114131991084059127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=114131991084059127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114131991084059127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114131991084059127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/03/moving-sucks-really-badly.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-114108120355612587</id><published>2006-02-27T16:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T17:01:31.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok since i haven't posted in really like 2 weeks, here it all comes.&lt;br /&gt;-Watching real live fighting in person is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;-Moline was very cold when i was there so i didnt really see it&lt;br /&gt;-fighting boz is awesome, and hilarious&lt;br /&gt;-fighting dan gets me choked out everytime&lt;br /&gt;-fighting after papa johns makes me want to puke&lt;br /&gt;-arm out the window game was pure genius&lt;br /&gt;-i hate rocks&lt;br /&gt;-i hate volcanoes&lt;br /&gt;-i hate plate tectonics&lt;br /&gt;-i hate A. Simmons &lt;br /&gt;-BUT hate cone guy even more&lt;br /&gt;-Highlight of rock island is this tree covered in bird crap&lt;br /&gt;-Casino's are general gay&lt;br /&gt;-Martini's are for girls, or people who just want to get really messed up&lt;br /&gt;-The Thirsty Beaver not being a strip club is a crime.&lt;br /&gt;-Drunk people food like egg rolls sold on the street corner for a dollar is smart business&lt;br /&gt;-moving out sucks&lt;br /&gt;-not writing my paper now like i should be is probaby a bad decision&lt;br /&gt;-going to leighans for the night was a good decision&lt;br /&gt;-chosing asian over olive garden was wrong decision&lt;br /&gt;-leighan buying me new shoes 2 months before my birthday was very nice&lt;br /&gt;-date movie could be funny, but it really wasn't&lt;br /&gt;-antique shows are good places to get amazing belt buckles&lt;br /&gt;-missing one of the bands you wanted to see sucks (haste the day)&lt;br /&gt;-seeing a band you wanted to see and them being very very good is awesome (bleeding through)&lt;br /&gt;-seeing people from the past is wierd and awkward&lt;br /&gt;-no d3 bball tourney games within like 100 miles of chicago is a joke&lt;br /&gt;-ec what?&lt;br /&gt;-YOU YOU YOU YOU YOU YOU YOU YOU YOU YOU YOU YOU YOU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-114108120355612587?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/114108120355612587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=114108120355612587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114108120355612587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114108120355612587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/02/ok-since-i-havent-posted-in-really.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-114066802165767873</id><published>2006-02-22T22:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T22:13:41.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So much drama in the ............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-114066802165767873?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/114066802165767873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=114066802165767873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114066802165767873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114066802165767873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/02/so-much-drama-in.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-114021521942010214</id><published>2006-02-17T16:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T16:26:59.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/uploaded_images/02-17-2006_500-753724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/uploaded_images/02-17-2006_500-730318.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-114021521942010214?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/114021521942010214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=114021521942010214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114021521942010214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114021521942010214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-114012042438811168</id><published>2006-02-16T14:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T14:07:04.403-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have another fact of the day or maybe this is more of a tip.  While I haven't had my interview yet, it is at 430, do not eat a chili cheese dog before it. I am feeling some major stomach stuff going on and it could be an interesting interview to say the least................to fill those in who arent in the know, i the other day out of the blue Aflac called me up and said theyd like to interview me for a coporate sales job, while im not sure my true intrest level on this job, i figure ill see what it is all about and perhaps it will be too good to refuse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-114012042438811168?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/114012042438811168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=114012042438811168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114012042438811168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/114012042438811168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-have-another-fact-of-day-or-maybe.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-113998021313399770</id><published>2006-02-14T23:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T23:10:13.146-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fact of the day. A girl in my class did not know that South Africa was a country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-113998021313399770?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/113998021313399770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=113998021313399770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/113998021313399770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/113998021313399770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/02/fact-of-day.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-113995303977813144</id><published>2006-02-14T15:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T15:37:19.800-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a very very good weekend in iowa this past weekend. that is all i will say for now. thanks to all who participated in my nice weekend, and happy valentines day to leighan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-113995303977813144?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/113995303977813144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=113995303977813144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/113995303977813144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/113995303977813144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-had-very-very-good-weekend-in-iowa.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-113951977710807315</id><published>2006-02-09T15:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T15:16:17.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I will be leaving for Iowa tomorrow sometime, and it will be leighan and my valentines day. The plan is for me to cook din din one night, go out another and then well that's all the din din we get to eat.  It is also leighan' friend brandie birthday, so we shall be heading up to the drinking area for drinks. Brandie is a lot like Maxwell expect the fact that she not only tries to be black but she is black, so she has a slight advantage over Maxwell, except the fact that Maxwell at one time wore bright blue basketball shoes and owns the most ghetto of all-time 76ers hat. Moving along. Monday was a nice little day of work, actually I don't remember work on Monday so I will just say it was nice, I think I ended up riding the bike though, I think riding the bike and playing video games could be the best thing to ever come to exercise, it is like you are doing nothing at all.  I must say that the reason for this is because I think it possibly is doing nothing at all, recently I have started attempting to run with EJ on the tredmills at Elmhurst college, it seems as though running is extremely difficult for me inparticular, infact the first time leighan and I worked out together she made me get off the treadmill because I was embarrassing her or something, I must say though, she really should understand she is dating one of the more uncoordinated people in this world and just learn to except that sorta comes with the relationship.  Moving along running is hard and it hurts or burns a lot more than riding the bike, I also have been doing some mad sit-ups where it hurts to cough and things, I find that odd, I really wish that I could just wake up one morning from bed and have a six pack like black guys do, this is not being racist, this is simply stating the fact that I believe black men don't have to work out to obtain a six pack.  I have also been to Mcnally's two days this week, and I seem to like it there. There is a lot less scum there, and it seems less smokey and even if it isn't less smokey less smoke gets in my face to irritate me, I also enjoy the watching the catapillar become a beautiful butterfly, it is unbelievable the things one man thinks of, I cant really explain this anymore, but we will say one of my friends seems very hard pressed to find a female to have relations with again, and I don't blame him, I enjoy having a girlfriend it is a fun time, so hopefully everything works out for this guy soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-113951977710807315?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/113951977710807315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=113951977710807315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/113951977710807315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/113951977710807315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/02/well-i-will-be-leaving-for-iowa.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-113912583120896431</id><published>2006-02-05T01:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T01:50:31.210-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have one final comment to make while I have no always been to supportive of Iowa's basketball coach because i think he is an absolute scumbag, i do enjoy their current players and it is my girlfriends school, but even if it wasn't i would still be happy about them being first in conference because that means illinois isnt, so thank you iowa for beating the hell out of michigan, who i also hate (although i want them to be #1 and then not be able to go into the tourney) and thank you to penn state for ending that streak down in C-U.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-113912583120896431?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/113912583120896431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=113912583120896431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/113912583120896431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/113912583120896431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-have-one-final-comment-to-make-while.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-113912566931443723</id><published>2006-02-05T01:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T01:47:49.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lets go over somethings since the last post. I have started classes one seems awesome. the other terrible. I dont care about world shapes or land shapes or rocks or really anything like that and my teacher is very unorganized so that makes it more frustrating.  Moving along, I really really hate ticketmaster, two shows i want to go to bleeding through/ haste the day. and Zao. However i am trying to get to the city to buy the tickets, ticketmaster really needs to fix how they run their operations, i am sick of getting really cheap tickets like zao's which costs 9 dollars and then finding out theres an 8 dollar convience charge, i understand they need to make money and i dont mind some sort of charge, but please be reasonable and i think it should have something to do with how much the ticket costs, say you want a rolling stones ticket which is 200, then an 8 dollar charge, "ahh whatever", but just a 9 dollar ticket, how about 1 or 2 dollars on that.  Moving IWU also known as Illinois Wesleyan University.  What a place that is..... first off bloomington home of ISU as well, seems like a real hell hole. Then theres this school which is D3 mind you which has this HUGE complex for sports, their basketball facility was insane it sat probably close to 5000 it looked like and still there was way to many people, and they were really rude to our fans saying they could only sit in one tiny section of the arena while they took over 3/4 of Faganel Hall.  As for the game it was insane the IW fans seemed more concerned with our student section then the actual game going on. The game was simply a great one, elmhurst didn't end up on the right side of the score, but overtime and just amazing clutch shots, so whatcha gonna do hopefully this doesnt kill our chances to make it ot the post season. Also jarod if you read this i expect to see you and marie at a game sooner or later they rule.  And now saving the best for last, Leighan came home this weekend we got to shop a little bit last night for shower gifts, she had a wedding shower, myself a baby.  That was fun, but baby stuff is hard to find at target everything looks the same. then we had some din din at the baker square where our waitress ended up dumping the extra honey mustard all over herself, which has to not be too fun, and then homeward bound we went to wrap gifts and just chill. I left around 115am, and that was that.  I wish she could have gone to the game with me tonight, because i think couples should share  in stuff they enjoy, even if the other may not like it as much. I plan on seeing her tomorrow for the super bowl though, we should be heading over to her friend lyndas house, which should be nice they have some large tv's and other than food what else do you need to enjoy a super bowl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-113912566931443723?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/113912566931443723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=113912566931443723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/113912566931443723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/113912566931443723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/02/lets-go-over-somethings-since-last.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-113868451160391967</id><published>2006-01-30T23:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T23:15:11.626-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Water in house is under control, plumber came late last night jiggled something and it was fixed 125 bux for about 10 minutes of work, what a job.  phill is pretty much completely house, and for some reason this seems completely different living here but who knows why. New classes start tomorrow, business whatever and intro to physical landscapes, should be interesting, i havent had a business class in sometime now, i hope i still know what im doing. leighan comes home this weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-113868451160391967?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/113868451160391967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=113868451160391967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/113868451160391967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/113868451160391967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/01/water-in-house-is-under-control.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-113855205960988196</id><published>2006-01-29T10:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T10:27:39.626-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just went downstairs because i thought i needed something, low and behod tons of water. super flood. this is really bad, and i feel real bad for boz hopefully all this crap is ok. I posted this at like 8:45 but like it was on another blog of mine. crap. however i can update, the water is moving out slowly and boz wont wake up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310208-113855205960988196?l=backwardcursive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/feeds/113855205960988196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3310208&amp;postID=113855205960988196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/113855205960988196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3310208/posts/default/113855205960988196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backwardcursive.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-just-went-downstairs-because-i.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310208.post-113823617839325954</id><published>2006-01-25T18:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T18:42:58.413-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="width:400px; 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Please tell me what you can be doing on there, everyday for about 2 hours a day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have some more problems in the house, i can see maxwell getting killed before it is all said and done.  I am just sitting back and laughing at the problems, which really have all been told to me and not the person the problem is with, although my guess for the reason the problems havent been vocalized with the person who is causing them is because they are too small and petty and really they dont matter to make a big stink over.  On the other hand if i have a problem, i either resort to some sort of violence or screaming, one way or another people know if i have a problem. Which although the method in which i go about things (violence, yelling) may not be the best, i would say it is better than people not knowing there is a problem, and just letting it brew inside me until i just blow up.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On monday i got to work with just bob.  my dad was in indiana and well that meant i needed to learn everything, and in a jiffy.  I ended up doing mediocre.  I dealt with one big ass and he told me i was an idiot.  then another customer got pissed at us, but my dad is fine with that because he doesnt want to deal with that guy either he told him yesterday i guess to go shop somewhere else from now on because he was being such a jag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like i will be heading to Iowa the weekend before valentines day. 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