<?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-1348631761290735587</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:04:08.195-06:00</updated><category term='Lights out San Francisco'/><category term='Humanist'/><category term='Existential'/><category term='Atheism'/><category term='narcissism'/><category term='Google'/><category term='materialism'/><category term='&apos;Blackle&apos;'/><category term='anti-consumer'/><title type='text'>Existence Is Futile</title><subtitle type='html'>The meandering mental masturbation of an accidental existentialist</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-3451948496013309073</id><published>2009-09-28T21:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T21:51:39.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Days</title><summary type='text'>Well the medical misadventure I have been on since May was corrected a couple weeks ago and hope is on the horizon for me.  That's a plus.  That, and I have a sneaking suspicion that my unemployment is coming to an end in the very near future.  I am tiring of the day-to-day of reading and staring at walls and drinking too many Dr. Peppers.  I need something more to occupy me.I also have been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/3451948496013309073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=3451948496013309073' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/3451948496013309073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/3451948496013309073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2009/09/better-days.html' title='Better Days'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-4577745696925494329</id><published>2009-08-21T00:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T00:21:40.921-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Present</title><summary type='text'>Well a few more of you read this than I originally thought.  I received a few "...ya doin' ok?" phone calls this week.I am still here and still working through this.My brother is, as of this writing, driving in tomorrow.  He's a very occupied person with his work and, of late, his dogs ailing health.  I have thrown another iron into his fire and he wants to drive in to see that I'm doing alright </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/4577745696925494329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=4577745696925494329' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/4577745696925494329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/4577745696925494329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2009/08/still-present.html' title='Still Present'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-690179974311117276</id><published>2009-08-17T15:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T15:42:52.772-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And To This I Return</title><summary type='text'>I am drudging through another loathsome depression.  This one, after a re-diagnosis, (and one I fully disagree with), has sunk me to such a low level that once unthinkable things are presenting themselves as suitable alternatives.  If that sounds scary to you, try living in my ever unsilencing mind.I am returned to economic insecurity that is partnered with an insecurity that is completely alien </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/690179974311117276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=690179974311117276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/690179974311117276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/690179974311117276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-to-this-i-return.html' title='And To This I Return'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-6204512864623281126</id><published>2009-04-03T15:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T15:55:06.922-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Every New Beginning Comes From Some Other Beginnings End</title><summary type='text'>I have received support and encouragement from places I fully had an expectation of support and also from those that I feel truly graced to have even received consideration from.My father, whom I was certain would be happy for my recovery, surprised me with an overwhelming response of support and gratitude.  The man whose name was once used by my older brother and myself as an insult of sorts has</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/6204512864623281126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=6204512864623281126' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/6204512864623281126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/6204512864623281126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2009/04/every-new-beginning-comes-from-some.html' title='Every New Beginning Comes From Some Other Beginnings End'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-7463248691442363816</id><published>2009-03-31T13:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T14:06:23.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Day of March</title><summary type='text'>I have awoken today, only barely.  Seems as though I just can't get the motor running.  Meditation and napping have been very good for me today.  I am compiling characteristics of those around me.  I know that in future writing I will be able to relate my experiences.If anyone had forsight in even October of last year to tell me where I would be right now, I would have only been able to feel </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/7463248691442363816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=7463248691442363816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/7463248691442363816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/7463248691442363816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-day-of-march.html' title='The Last Day of March'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-5995909391277177830</id><published>2009-03-17T14:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T14:13:59.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All's Well???</title><summary type='text'>Well, well, well....I'm back in Texas.  Drove in two weeks ago, today.  Very dark.  Very down.  Told my brother and mother that the return was with the intent to enter the hospital.  My actual intent was far more sinister.  And an attempt was made.  So, two days later, I was in the hospital.  I was re-introduced to my medications.  I balanced off.  And now I am in a safer place.  I will write </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/5995909391277177830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=5995909391277177830' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/5995909391277177830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/5995909391277177830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2009/03/alls-well.html' title='All&apos;s Well???'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-2681407617826000360</id><published>2009-02-11T19:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T19:47:16.571-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Found This PSA</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/2681407617826000360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=2681407617826000360' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/2681407617826000360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/2681407617826000360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-found-this-psa.html' title='I Found This PSA'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-3297213508835416231</id><published>2009-02-11T17:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T17:51:18.232-06:00</updated><title type='text'>When You Need a Bit of Silliness</title><summary type='text'>Visit this blog: http://filletskillet.blogspot.com/  This Australian is incredibly witty (and silly) and is good for a few minutes of distraction.  And he gets the honour (Australian spelling) of going on my blogroll, located on the right hand side of this very page.Until Next Time...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/3297213508835416231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=3297213508835416231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/3297213508835416231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/3297213508835416231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-you-need-bit-of-silliness.html' title='When You Need a Bit of Silliness'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-3913521490268622740</id><published>2009-02-09T03:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T03:34:38.550-06:00</updated><title type='text'>As If I Needed Another Reason...</title><summary type='text'>...to love my new President.  Below, you will find a clever re-mix of actual quotes, taken from excerpts of his book, 'Dreams From My Father', which he also read aloud for the audiobook release.  The remix needs only a little context.  He is relating his own experience, growing up biracial, with that of a fellow classmate, Ray, who found his identity in another, more colorful way, as it pertains </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/3913521490268622740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=3913521490268622740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/3913521490268622740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/3913521490268622740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2009/02/as-if-i-needed-another-reason.html' title='As If I Needed Another Reason...'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-2718252983270694113</id><published>2009-02-08T00:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T00:11:39.693-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do we do this?</title><summary type='text'>I've done it again.  I've managed to listen to a song and apply it, without reservation or edit, to my life, exactly as it is now.  Of course, being in a depression where I am despondent over my lack of worth combined with a self-loathing, in general, probably helped out with it.So, I've had this song on 'repeat' in my car.  Listening to it, ad nauseum, never tiring of its current relevance.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/2718252983270694113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=2718252983270694113' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/2718252983270694113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/2718252983270694113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-do-we-do-this.html' title='Why do we do this?'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-6648179711421823002</id><published>2009-01-30T15:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T15:49:48.198-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Zeitgeist Movement</title><summary type='text'>Fear is never the answer.  Fear is a motivation.  Who is the motivator?  Below is 'Zeitgeist: Addendum'.  Don't settle for fear.  Be open to change.  Information is never damaging.  Ignorance is. If anything speaks to you, take a moment and join the movement.  Don't be afraid.  A revolution without conflict, without blood, is no revolution, at all.  Prepare yourself for the way.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/6648179711421823002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=6648179711421823002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/6648179711421823002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/6648179711421823002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2009/01/zeitgeist-movement.html' title='The Zeitgeist Movement'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-8083699194225873401</id><published>2009-01-30T15:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T15:19:30.429-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bad Bank</title><summary type='text'>So when you receive a notice of insufficient funds, will that letter apply to the recipient or the sender?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/8083699194225873401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=8083699194225873401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/8083699194225873401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/8083699194225873401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2009/01/bad-bank.html' title='The Bad Bank'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-8015851031319668216</id><published>2009-01-29T22:27:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T11:21:16.786-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sneaking Suspicion</title><summary type='text'>With the revelation that the Wall Street titans rewarded themselves with BILLIONS in bonuses, while the ship was sinking, I can't get passed the idea that they aren't ready to change. But turn on the television, listen to the radio or scour the internet and you see this overarching theme of pragmatism aimed at Joe Sixpack.  President Obama and Vice-President Biden today both launched a shaming </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/8015851031319668216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=8015851031319668216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/8015851031319668216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/8015851031319668216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2009/01/sneaking-suspicion.html' title='A Sneaking Suspicion'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-2444683246359378022</id><published>2009-01-29T17:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T17:08:16.036-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hour In</title><summary type='text'>Well, I've grown very astute at recognizing the onset to these depressions.  I'm about one hour in on this one.  I had a few good days, though.  I really think I have to get back to Dallas.  My friends, my doctor, pretty much my entire support system is there.  And what does this do to my plans for leaving the country????Alan</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/2444683246359378022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=2444683246359378022' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/2444683246359378022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/2444683246359378022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-hour-in.html' title='One Hour In'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-3471311810610761531</id><published>2009-01-28T19:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T18:55:47.277-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Former Rep. Dick Armey, (R-TX)</title><summary type='text'>Today, on Chris Matthews' Hardball, Dick Armey, (or as my mother referred to him, each time she received a mass mailing from his office, 'My Boyfriend') proved himself to be an ass.  Oh, and my mom usually had sarcasm dripping off her lips when she would say that.  So, let's just be clear about that.  The video, which I pulled off of Salon.com, is below.  The exchange, according to salon.com, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/3471311810610761531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=3471311810610761531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/3471311810610761531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/3471311810610761531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2009/01/former-rep-dick-armey-r-tx.html' title='Former Rep. Dick Armey, (R-TX)'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-8841070084100589259</id><published>2009-01-27T17:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T18:40:02.448-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Revolutions</title><summary type='text'>Revolutions (Alan McStravick, 2009)Fearing fear  uncertain of the dayseeking comfort  in art    a bank account      our kids soccer practice        routineGreed was the order of the day  transgressions behind our backWe were willfully ignorant  Complicit in our own downfallWhy should we stop the party  Not when we have yet to get oursNo noise complaints  unruly behavior unpunishedThe liquor drunk</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/8841070084100589259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=8841070084100589259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/8841070084100589259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/8841070084100589259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2009/01/revolutions.html' title='Revolutions'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-3963259134221706791</id><published>2009-01-27T17:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T17:42:35.070-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Treading Water</title><summary type='text'>I'm doing much better than even 24 hours ago.  This was written as a plea for help to the one place I thought I could turn and the response I never expected.  I'm glad I'm no longer suicidal, but yesterday hurt.  It hurt in the depression and it hurts still today.  Not if, but when, I go into another depression, I have to have a new place to turn.  Treading Water (Alan McStravick, 2009)You were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/3963259134221706791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=3963259134221706791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/3963259134221706791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/3963259134221706791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2009/01/treading-water.html' title='Treading Water'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-3469542118603781733</id><published>2009-01-27T00:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T00:50:02.277-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So what did we learn today?</title><summary type='text'>I was at the precipice, staring into a void from which I would never return.  I had made my peace with it.  I was nearly moved to tears as I was, at once, asking for help and saying goodbye to my mother and, later, to my brother.A short dinner and discovery of my Effexor, later and, flash forward 4 hours.  I am in a much better frame of mind.  I am not without hope.  I am ready to fight.In the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/3469542118603781733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=3469542118603781733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/3469542118603781733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/3469542118603781733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-what-did-we-learn-today.html' title='So what did we learn today?'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-554283608481819375</id><published>2009-01-26T05:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T05:55:14.043-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Composition</title><summary type='text'>I'm writing from a very dark place.  I reflected on the most prolific period of writing I had had (my late teens/early twenties) for almost a decade and wondered why I couldn't re-create that period.  I guess we have to be careful what we wish for.Begin The End (Alan McStravick, 2009)I’ve cleaned myself    and cut my hairI’m ready now to begin    the endAngel of mercy    what was my sin?Let me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/554283608481819375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=554283608481819375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/554283608481819375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/554283608481819375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-composition.html' title='A New Composition'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-5276404748854076910</id><published>2009-01-25T02:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T02:19:36.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Writing Again</title><summary type='text'>....which can mean only one thing:  I'm in a damned depression again.  And this one is particularly brutal.  But, the words have been flowing out of me like I was 15 again.  So, here they are: (Three songs, for a band I'm starting up; and some prose that is true, though painful)Without You (Alan McStravick, 2009) Is it time yet,    that we can regret,        the things that we said?‘Cuz if </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/5276404748854076910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=5276404748854076910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/5276404748854076910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/5276404748854076910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-writing-again.html' title='I&apos;m Writing Again'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-3043682217377395591</id><published>2009-01-25T02:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T02:07:54.145-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Moral of the Story???  Check your email with some regularity!</title><summary type='text'>I got this by email and it is funny as shit.  I wish I had seen it before November 4th,  because it would have been way funnier then.  But I'm posting it here (mainly because of the woman that calls me a motherfucker) because it's hilarious, nonetheless!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/3043682217377395591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=3043682217377395591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/3043682217377395591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/3043682217377395591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2009/01/morale-of-story-check-your-email-with.html' title='Moral of the Story???  Check your email with some regularity!'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-1368946348572074207</id><published>2008-09-15T21:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:01:33.112-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God For Tina Fey</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/1368946348572074207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=1368946348572074207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/1368946348572074207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/1368946348572074207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2008/09/thank-god-for-tina-fey.html' title='Thank God For Tina Fey'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-6383858823754170815</id><published>2008-09-15T10:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T10:40:49.927-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks to Rude Pundit For This Gem</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/6383858823754170815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=6383858823754170815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/6383858823754170815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/6383858823754170815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2008/09/thanks-to-rude-pundit-for-this-gem.html' title='Thanks to Rude Pundit For This Gem'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-3885866389883074915</id><published>2008-05-02T20:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T20:35:40.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>After an afternoon</title><summary type='text'>I just spent oh, probably 55 minutes to an hour, (seriously), reading Jason Mulgrew's blog.  If you are interested (translated: you are interested) his link is right............there ---&gt;I don't even feel guilty for putting off the gym for this.  He is one of the funniest writers you have never heard of.  Fix that fast.  I, on the other hand, am off to do some exercises.Until Next Time,Oh, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/3885866389883074915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=3885866389883074915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/3885866389883074915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/3885866389883074915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2008/05/after-afternoon.html' title='After an afternoon'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-7353311958340409954</id><published>2008-05-02T17:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T18:03:41.624-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Clarification</title><summary type='text'>...of sorts!I have, over the past several days, had much difficulty in conveying exactly what May 1 was to bring for me.  This is especially shocking when you factor in that I have kissed the Blarney stone.....twice.That being said, two distinct thoughts have dawned upon me.  First is that the easiest explanation for what I am trying to do is this: I am attempting to weed out all facets in my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/7353311958340409954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=7353311958340409954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/7353311958340409954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/7353311958340409954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2008/05/clarification.html' title='A Clarification'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-5716342223638862466</id><published>2008-05-01T14:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T14:26:31.761-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BOW #1: Never Get A Tattoo</title><summary type='text'>BOW = Book of the WeekI came across this book, recently, which was given to me on my confirmation by my good friends father.  Turns out, he is also the author of said book.  I recently re-found this book and figured, with its subtitle: Simple Advice on the Art of Enjoying Yourself, that it was perhaps the most appropriate first book of the week.Richard D. Carson has also authored Taming Your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/5716342223638862466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=5716342223638862466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/5716342223638862466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/5716342223638862466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2008/05/bow-1-never-get-tattoo.html' title='BOW #1: Never Get A Tattoo'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-777580798949700106</id><published>2008-05-01T01:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T01:44:42.409-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep...</title><summary type='text'>Today is the day.  May 1.  I have been thinking about this a lot over the past week and a half.  The run-up to the day has been relatively easy.  I have made attempts, in the past, to do what I am doing now.  Though, not on the scale I am planning for this effort.Much of my thinking has centered on the ground rules I have been implementing.  While some of the rules are good "guidelines", one of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/777580798949700106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=777580798949700106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/777580798949700106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/777580798949700106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2008/05/now-i-lay-me-down-to-sleep.html' title='Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep...'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-3800519689735632658</id><published>2008-04-29T02:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T02:16:35.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Realization</title><summary type='text'>Tonight, while talking to a couple of my co-workers over drinks, I realized that when I set out the groundrules for my little upcoming misadventure, that I was doing that for those that might be observing, either now or in the future.I think one of the important things to note, ground rules and all, is that this experience is for myself and for no one else.  So there may be those that disagree, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/3800519689735632658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=3800519689735632658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/3800519689735632658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/3800519689735632658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2008/04/realization.html' title='A Realization'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-1715864707947900133</id><published>2008-04-23T14:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T14:28:55.424-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, and one more thing</title><summary type='text'>Reading my posts of late, I have noticed exactly how little 'comedy' there is.  This is disheartening because, if you know me, (a phrase perhaps overused this week), I am a funny motherfucker.  Funny "ha-ha" and funny "queer".  My humor is a healthy heaping of cheese, folded into high comedy, with a dash of blue, sprinkled liberally with sarcasm and finished with a fart joke.  I love to laugh.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/1715864707947900133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=1715864707947900133' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/1715864707947900133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/1715864707947900133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-and-one-more-thing.html' title='Oh, and one more thing'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-7291449678047364552</id><published>2008-04-23T14:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T14:18:26.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Impossible Prism</title><summary type='text'>Why have I always censored myself (in word and action) based on how that word or action might be looked upon at some point in the future.  You know, when my life gets started.  With each passing half-decade, I learn that I was so naive in the previous half-decade.  And I am realizing now, how naive I still am.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/7291449678047364552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=7291449678047364552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/7291449678047364552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/7291449678047364552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2008/04/impossible-prism.html' title='An Impossible Prism'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-6375493218281109686</id><published>2008-04-22T20:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T21:28:24.841-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='materialism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='narcissism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anti-consumer'/><title type='text'>Ground Rules</title><summary type='text'>1) Unnecessary possessions/services will be purged.This is going to be the biggest challenge, at the beginning.  I have to define what is "necessary" and what is not.  My most current rationalization is that music, being so very important to me, should preclude me from dumping my Napster-To-Go account.  I have 8 more days to debate this point with myself.  Blockbuster.com, on the other hand, is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/6375493218281109686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=6375493218281109686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/6375493218281109686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/6375493218281109686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2008/04/ground-rules.html' title='Ground Rules'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-9115103099588892058</id><published>2008-04-21T14:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T10:51:32.848-05:00</updated><title type='text'>December 21, 2012</title><summary type='text'>At approximately 11:11 GMT (05:11 CST), the winter solstice will have occurred.  Predictions abound for a multitude of scenarios.  Most predictions, easily accessible on the interweb, can easily be discounted because they are proffered by nutjobs.  Sifting through it all to come up with any type of credible and substantial information is, however, fun.  And harrowing.Let me explain.  Persons far </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/9115103099588892058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=9115103099588892058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/9115103099588892058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/9115103099588892058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2008/04/december-21-2012.html' title='December 21, 2012'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-5326156236303283780</id><published>2008-04-20T20:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T20:13:01.951-05:00</updated><title type='text'>T, minus 10 days, and counting</title><summary type='text'>There is something that is in severe conflict in my life.  I don't know exactly what the nature is, where it comes from or how best to resolve it.  I do know, however, that I have many, many distractions in my day to day life that help deaden the pain and give me a false sense of calm and contentment.For what I am about to attempt, I have received many varied reviews.  Captain Happy says I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/5326156236303283780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=5326156236303283780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/5326156236303283780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/5326156236303283780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2008/04/t-minus-10-days-and-counting.html' title='T, minus 10 days, and counting'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-1010825581179516411</id><published>2008-04-16T00:48:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T01:35:39.537-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To Smash a Pumpkin</title><summary type='text'>For those of you that know me, you know that I have been on a fantastic roller coaster ride of a debilitating depression for over a year now.  My depression has manifested itself in a way that I had never experienced before.  Usually episodic over 3 to 4 periods in a year, this depression has come off as almost manic, in nature.  I am up for two to three weeks and then down for at least as long.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/1010825581179516411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=1010825581179516411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/1010825581179516411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/1010825581179516411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2008/04/to-smash-pumpkin.html' title='To Smash a Pumpkin'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-8700282695562302615</id><published>2008-04-08T16:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T10:52:23.672-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Back?</title><summary type='text'>Ok...haven't really had too many opportunities over the past month and a half to get on here.  Was working two jobs, (raking in the duckets...only not so much) and, well, the blog wasn't really a priority.That being said, I'm watching the Senate committee hearings with questioning of Ambassador Crocker and Gen. Petraeus.  It struck me that, with the seeming disappearance of President Bush from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/8700282695562302615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=8700282695562302615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/8700282695562302615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/8700282695562302615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-back.html' title='Im Back?'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-8593085018345997702</id><published>2008-03-04T15:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T15:39:06.595-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WTFWJD?</title><summary type='text'>Indeed.  A question for the ages.  What the fuck would Jack do?  Well, thanks to Rob Reiner and Mr. Nicholson, himself, we now know with a certainty!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/8593085018345997702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=8593085018345997702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/8593085018345997702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/8593085018345997702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2008/03/wtfwjd.html' title='WTFWJD?'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-6757568705507062724</id><published>2008-02-23T01:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T01:39:35.770-06:00</updated><title type='text'>That e-bay is one helluva drug</title><summary type='text'>So, apparently I'm winning a Guitar Hero 3 for my wii.  Unless some fucker snakes it at the last second.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/6757568705507062724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=6757568705507062724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/6757568705507062724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/6757568705507062724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2008/02/that-e-bay-is-one-helluva-drug.html' title='That e-bay is one helluva drug'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-5907840197595324107</id><published>2008-02-12T13:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T13:46:17.184-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And Let Me Just Say...</title><summary type='text'>...I love the end of the previous post being right above my "I Am Inspired" post about Sen. Barack Obama.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/5907840197595324107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=5907840197595324107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/5907840197595324107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/5907840197595324107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2008/02/and-let-me-just-say.html' title='And Let Me Just Say...'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-128958975643246539</id><published>2008-02-12T12:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T13:47:05.172-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I've Always Known (or, "Truths You Never Wanted To Know")</title><summary type='text'>I am the 5th child of 5 (and a half), with divorced parents since I was 4.  I never felt victimized, scarred or, when around friends whose parents were still married, awkward because of this fact.  It was just how it was.I have, since the age I acquired a sense of self, known that I felt something towards other boys that I didn't feel towards girls.  It really came out when next-door-neighbor </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/128958975643246539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=128958975643246539' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/128958975643246539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/128958975643246539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2008/02/things-ive-always-known-or-truths-you.html' title='Things I&apos;ve Always Known (or, &quot;Truths You Never Wanted To Know&quot;)'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-8145734903504343957</id><published>2008-02-03T12:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T14:38:06.997-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am inspired</title><summary type='text'>Barack Obama has been lighting up the campaign trail.  He has energized blocks of voters that have remained traditionally reticent.  I have, on more than one occasion, gotten upset with whichever pundit happened to mention it at the time.  "Don't tie your wagon to the youth vote", I would yell at the T.V.  "They will only disappoint you in the end."Then Caroline Kennedy weighed in with her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/8145734903504343957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=8145734903504343957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/8145734903504343957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/8145734903504343957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-am-inspired.html' title='I am inspired'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/R6YKwGSFSrI/AAAAAAAAAFI/sJ8pjdXeZtg/s72-c/060922_BarackObama_Xtrawide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-4013406751866243660</id><published>2008-01-27T00:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T01:07:09.604-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Camelot II</title><summary type='text'>I was surprised to come across Caroline Kennedy's Op-Ed (below) in the New York Times.  Not because of who she came out to endorse, but that she endorsed anyone at all.  She has remained apolitical, favoring working for foundations and helming the 'Profiles In Courage' award that is given out annually.  January 27, 2008OP-ED CONTRIBUTORA President Like My FatherBy CAROLINE KENNEDYOVER the years, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/4013406751866243660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=4013406751866243660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/4013406751866243660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/4013406751866243660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2008/01/camelot-ii.html' title='Camelot II'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-5562204351984714420</id><published>2008-01-19T14:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T16:00:01.429-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"I Like Your Conversation...</title><summary type='text'>...you've got catchy turn-of-phrase."I've had a really, REALLY great couple of days. So, let us re-cap:It all started last Saturday. (begin flashback fade away).  I rolled into work, as the on-call, in a surprisingly good mood.  Even despite being called in.  Work was the most enjoyable experience I had had in some time.  The customers weren't insufferable pricks.  J.T. (initials), General </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/5562204351984714420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=5562204351984714420' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/5562204351984714420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/5562204351984714420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-like-your-conversation.html' title='&quot;I Like Your Conversation...'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-5249977297097996317</id><published>2008-01-16T22:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T22:04:19.062-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, this is real!</title><summary type='text'>LASAGNA CAT</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/5249977297097996317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=5249977297097996317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/5249977297097996317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/5249977297097996317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2008/01/yes-this-is-real.html' title='Yes, this is real!'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-2355963861576529532</id><published>2008-01-16T21:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T21:26:02.500-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Main Man, Mitt!</title><summary type='text'>Mitt Romney Defends Himself Against Allegations Of Tolerance</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/2355963861576529532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=2355963861576529532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/2355963861576529532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/2355963861576529532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-main-man-mitt.html' title='My Main Man, Mitt!'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-6854097715857538354</id><published>2008-01-16T21:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T21:20:56.934-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny with Cannabis</title><summary type='text'>Special thanks to the heads up on this one from Captain Happy.  He's got a friend in Pennsylvania.  So, at least the license plates don't lie for him.Anyway.  This one just made me chuckle when I saw it so I searched the interweb to show it off on here.  I mean, seriously....look at these fucking peppers.  I mean, there's six of them, just looking like they are fucking floating there.  Seriously,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/6854097715857538354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=6854097715857538354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/6854097715857538354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/6854097715857538354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2008/01/funny-with-cannabis.html' title='Funny with Cannabis'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/R47JjL9CBgI/AAAAAAAAAE4/pZHjPErKVes/s72-c/fucking_peppers_copy1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-2195565212645646595</id><published>2008-01-16T19:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T20:02:32.382-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What the hell is a Keith Number?</title><summary type='text'>Watching Keith Olbermann tonight, I heard a term that I have seen and/or heard over the past couple of weeks.  It has to do with statistical analysis.  A Keith Number is, to quote from its Wikipedia entry, "...a Keith number or repfigit number (short for repetitive Fibonacci-like digit) is an integer N&gt;9 that appears as a term in a linear recurrence relation with initial terms based on its own </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/2195565212645646595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=2195565212645646595' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/2195565212645646595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/2195565212645646595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-hell-is-keith-number.html' title='What the hell is a Keith Number?'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-5620316869418056194</id><published>2008-01-15T19:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T19:22:11.884-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Democracy NOW!</title><summary type='text'>With 48 minutes left until the Democratic Candidates Debate in Nevada, the State Supreme Court ruled in favor of NBC News and their decision to NOT invite Dennis Kucinich.   It's not too much to expect the suppression of views from the current administration, but is it really the place of our media to judge whether a candidate should be allowed to participate in a debate that will help decide who</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/5620316869418056194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=5620316869418056194' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/5620316869418056194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/5620316869418056194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2008/01/democracy-now.html' title='Democracy NOW!'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-4752780021083108765</id><published>2008-01-15T17:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T18:17:40.006-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2008: The Year I Joined The Technological Masses</title><summary type='text'>I have wireless internet finally.  I don't have to plug into the DSL or steal my neighbors signal through my bedroom window.  Maybe Captain Happy will be pleased that I am writing again.  Later tonight????  The Resolution Entry!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/4752780021083108765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=4752780021083108765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/4752780021083108765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/4752780021083108765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008-year-i-joined-technological-masses.html' title='2008: The Year I Joined The Technological Masses'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-6453138712728958191</id><published>2007-12-17T13:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T13:06:39.989-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Payoff Is In The End...</title><summary type='text'>...no pun intended.  Oh, and mom's????  If you ever find your son doing something like what you are about to witness, you do not get to act MORTIFIED when he comes out to you on his 14th birthday.  Are we cool on that???  Good.  Now push play and enjoy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/6453138712728958191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=6453138712728958191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/6453138712728958191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/6453138712728958191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/12/payoff-is-in-end.html' title='The Payoff Is In The End...'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-8506112527728219275</id><published>2007-12-17T12:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T12:51:39.094-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Careful Where You Step In This Crazy Interweb</title><summary type='text'>....because you might run into something like this.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/8506112527728219275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=8506112527728219275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/8506112527728219275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/8506112527728219275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/12/careful-where-you-step-in-this-crazy.html' title='Careful Where You Step In This Crazy Interweb'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-3110404765237739664</id><published>2007-12-17T12:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T12:31:43.988-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Report: Wealthy Cruelly Deprived of True Meaning of Christmas</title><summary type='text'>Report: Nationâ��s Wealthy Cruelly Deprived Of True Meaning Of Christmas</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/3110404765237739664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=3110404765237739664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/3110404765237739664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/3110404765237739664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-report-wealthy-cruelly-deprived-of.html' title='New Report: Wealthy Cruelly Deprived of True Meaning of Christmas'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-1105083519928653724</id><published>2007-12-17T11:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T12:06:37.939-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Woefully Neglectful</title><summary type='text'>It was pointed out to me, by Captain Happy, that my blog wasn't exactly the entertaining read I had once promised it would be.I really haven't had too much to write about, though.  Couple of reasons for that I think.  First, not a whole lot going on.  Work. Play. Sleep. Rinse. Repeat.  Second, (and this is actually good news), I am now into my "december" depression.  I have re-started the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/1105083519928653724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=1105083519928653724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/1105083519928653724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/1105083519928653724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/12/woefully-neglectful.html' title='Woefully Neglectful'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-6976005823656661435</id><published>2007-12-02T20:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T20:55:55.487-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Rock And A Hard Place</title><summary type='text'>I have been wanting to write for a good couple of weeks.  I had a problem, though.  I had started seeing someone, who, through my myspace, learned of this blog.  I wasn't really able to come on and write honestly.  So I opted not to write at all.I was intending to have the talk with him about how I would hope he would never get upset over anything he would read on here.  I never got that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/6976005823656661435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=6976005823656661435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/6976005823656661435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/6976005823656661435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/12/rock-and-hard-place.html' title='A Rock And A Hard Place'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-3865676115015213627</id><published>2007-11-15T01:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T01:39:58.211-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Burning Bridges</title><summary type='text'>Special thanks to Countdown with Keith Olbermann for covering this story tonight. (You can also read about it here.)  In short, the picture above is of the 2007 United States Women's Champion Bridge Team, taken last month in Shanghai, China.  The USBF (link here) has, on their website, detailed minutes of the board meetings where conditions and punishments were determined.Olbermann had a lot of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/3865676115015213627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=3865676115015213627' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/3865676115015213627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/3865676115015213627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/11/burning-bridges.html' title='Burning Bridges'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/Rzv0CA3zJQI/AAAAAAAAAEo/mGYICalS59M/s72-c/bridgespan35.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-1208509147689272399</id><published>2007-11-12T17:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T18:40:00.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't say it enough.....</title><summary type='text'>I LOVE THE ONION!!!!!Messages From Our Troops To The Families They Can Barely RememberP.S.  Captain Happy and D-Stain....recognize the girl in the Ford commercial???</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/1208509147689272399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=1208509147689272399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/1208509147689272399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/1208509147689272399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-cant-say-it-enough.html' title='I can&apos;t say it enough.....'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-3706555748317929094</id><published>2007-11-12T16:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T17:02:27.900-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What Kind of Friend Have I Become?</title><summary type='text'>If you let down one friend, say, who is moving from your ex-college town to the thriving metropolis in which you live, then an apology is appropriate, right?  If you let down another friend only a few days later, say, who is at the hospital with his wife having their first child, maybe you should send up a gift or flowers or something.  But when you let down a third friend, whom you have known </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/3706555748317929094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=3706555748317929094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/3706555748317929094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/3706555748317929094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-kind-of-friend-have-i-become.html' title='What Kind of Friend Have I Become?'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-645471578489626229</id><published>2007-11-11T22:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T22:46:15.320-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The BloggerPlay Short Story Series, Entry # 2</title><summary type='text'>Always a bridesmaid?  Thank Christ not. What would I do with another ugly taffeta dress (brown this time, as you might have noticed)?  Laura and I go back to our freshman year at Ole Miss.  She was two doors down from me.  As I remember, her roomate, whom we lovingly called satan, was a cutter.  I'm talking O.G. goth.  Had it not been for satan (that and my roomate, Kayla, always staying at her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/645471578489626229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=645471578489626229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/645471578489626229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/645471578489626229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/11/bloggerplay-short-story-series-entry-2.html' title='The BloggerPlay Short Story Series, Entry # 2'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/RzfS-YKj0RI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/0-SDrX-Q8JY/s72-c/Storytime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-6759053163625688974</id><published>2007-11-11T03:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T12:45:16.055-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Summer in Veracruz</title><summary type='text'>This song will, for eternity, (or, at the very least, for my next 50 years) represent my weekend in Veracruz with my Mexico classmates.  A great weekend, by ALL standards.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/6759053163625688974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=6759053163625688974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/6759053163625688974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/6759053163625688974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-summer-in-veracruz.html' title='My Summer in Veracruz'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-5772011353556859844</id><published>2007-11-11T02:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T16:44:55.539-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Even George W. Bush Says, "Fuck Kirby's"</title><summary type='text'>I have to admit, the times are few and very far between that George W. Bush and I agree on anything.  Tonight, however, we both decided that Kirby's Steakhouse (www.kirbyssteakhouse.com) or  (http://www.myspace.com/kirbyssteakhouse) needed to fuck off.  George provided the sign language and I sent my missive of total "demoralization" via new manager, Jeremy.  Would have been OK because I like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/5772011353556859844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=5772011353556859844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/5772011353556859844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/5772011353556859844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/11/even-george-w-bush-says-fuck-kirbys.html' title='Even George W. Bush Says, &quot;Fuck Kirby&apos;s&quot;'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/RzbFpYKj0QI/AAAAAAAAAEI/6f8pUIeSNNo/s72-c/Kirby%27s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-7150259499386632214</id><published>2007-11-10T14:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T14:28:28.415-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cool Song</title><summary type='text'>...take from it what you will.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/7150259499386632214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=7150259499386632214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/7150259499386632214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/7150259499386632214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/11/cool-song.html' title='A Cool Song'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-718637316692099553</id><published>2007-11-10T13:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T14:14:16.009-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes...The Wire....still</title><summary type='text'>I have never been addicted to a television show. Not in the darkest days of my "late nineties/early oughts" 'West Wing' compulsion, did I ever jones for the next episode. In fact, I don't own my own television.  Since I left for school in 2003, I have not had a television. This was done, mainly, so that I could focus on my studies.  A noble thought, I know.  It just made me come up with new and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/718637316692099553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=718637316692099553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/718637316692099553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/718637316692099553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/11/yesthe-wirestill.html' title='Yes...The Wire....still'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/RzYNaYKj0PI/AAAAAAAAAEA/VLDMx2oG_Oc/s72-c/The+Wire.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-7699132437475338038</id><published>2007-11-01T13:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T13:17:37.344-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn The Wire</title><summary type='text'>I have not been neglecting my blog, of late.  I haven't even run out of ideas to write about.  But I have run woefully short of time.  The Wire is one of those shows that slipped right past my radar (add to The Sopranos, The Shield, and Dharma and Greg).  I have been, for the past few days, watching the entire first season.  This is for the purpose of catching up so that I can then sit and watch </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/7699132437475338038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=7699132437475338038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/7699132437475338038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/7699132437475338038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/11/damn-wire.html' title='Damn The Wire'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-4998048869432729017</id><published>2007-10-23T20:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T20:46:49.684-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The BloggerPlay Short Story Series, Entry # 1</title><summary type='text'>This was her first birthday since it happened.  I wanted it to be as special as we could make it.  I let her choose where we were going.  She was very sure she wanted to go to Los Angeles, more specifically Hollywood, more specifically the Galactic Studios Theme Park.  She's my princess and the only reason I have held onto any shred of sanity.  She gets everything she wants this year.I don't know</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/4998048869432729017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=4998048869432729017' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/4998048869432729017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/4998048869432729017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/10/bloggerplay-short-story-series-entry-1.html' title='The BloggerPlay Short Story Series, Entry # 1'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/Rx6Z7u4X4rI/AAAAAAAAAD4/UDvD-Nw9Hog/s72-c/MonaLisa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-5088436572643697215</id><published>2007-10-22T07:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T08:11:57.498-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;Blackle&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lights out San Francisco'/><title type='text'>Once You Go Black...</title><summary type='text'>San Francisco residents who logged on to Google on Saturday were met with a black version of the popular search engine home page.  Read more at Search Engine Journal, a site I found using my new favorite web gem, StumbleUpon.Google changed their look to support the City of San Francisco with their "Lights Out San Francisco" energy conservation initiative.  While google has no plans to expand </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/5088436572643697215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=5088436572643697215' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/5088436572643697215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/5088436572643697215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/10/once-you-go-black.html' title='Once You Go Black...'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/Rxycce4X4qI/AAAAAAAAADw/vMTn9IYpyaM/s72-c/_google-lights-out.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-2440611024406060990</id><published>2007-10-22T07:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T07:11:08.509-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Found This Site Using StumbleUpon</title><summary type='text'>THE OFFICIAL GOD FAQQuestion: “Is there a God?”Answer: “No.”---------------------------------------------------------In the quite unlikely event that you were to discover any omissions or inaccuracies on this page, they may be reported to the international headquarters of The Official God FAQ, at aod@400monkeys.com, where they will be thoroughly investigated, submitted to rigorous scientific </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/2440611024406060990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=2440611024406060990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/2440611024406060990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/2440611024406060990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/10/found-this-site-using-stumbleupon.html' title='Found This Site Using StumbleUpon'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/RxyStO4X4pI/AAAAAAAAADo/wzLxuFjQKlM/s72-c/GodFAQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-4336832292983033650</id><published>2007-10-21T09:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T09:41:25.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls's Costume Warehouse</title><summary type='text'>With Halloween just 10 short days away, you better get to Hackensack!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/4336832292983033650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=4336832292983033650' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/4336832292983033650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/4336832292983033650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/10/girls-costume-warehouse.html' title='Girls&apos;s Costume Warehouse'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-5109476956693901279</id><published>2007-10-21T08:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T08:56:53.698-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Blue Sky</title><summary type='text'>Just a happy song, pretty much!  I was introduced to this song by a certain someone that means very much to me, even though we don't see each other so much, anymore.  She told me that this was my ringtone on her phone because we both (the song and me) made her happy.  The painting accompanying this entry, incidentally, is also called "Mr. Blue Sky".  I located it at deviantart.com by using the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/5109476956693901279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=5109476956693901279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/5109476956693901279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/5109476956693901279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/10/mr-blue-sky.html' title='Mr. Blue Sky'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/RxtY1-4X4kI/AAAAAAAAAC8/RQli-nc7Iq8/s72-c/Mr_Blue_Sky_by_Loos_Coop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-2278155633001288571</id><published>2007-10-21T03:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T04:05:01.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Not Wholly Unconvinced That Those Weren't Retractable Heels</title><summary type='text'>The title of this entry was taken from a conversation had over a year ago with my HUMORGIRL at one of our favorite lesbians birthday party.Well, holy shit.  Watch this!Oh, and Humorgirl?  I couldn't find them in a metallic silver Nike 90 Soccer cleat.POSTSCRIPT:  There is like a 15 second Toyota commercial.  Suffer through it and if really pisses you off that much, then buy a Nissan.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/2278155633001288571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=2278155633001288571' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/2278155633001288571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/2278155633001288571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-not-wholly-unconvinced-that-those.html' title='I&apos;m Not Wholly Unconvinced That Those Weren&apos;t Retractable Heels'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/RxsVwe4X4gI/AAAAAAAAACM/evtce25Qvik/s72-c/camileon_main061221.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-8794149495071934935</id><published>2007-10-21T03:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T03:42:05.251-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Genius of Australia</title><summary type='text'>Ok, so apparently a couple of Australian behavioral scientists have devised an easy test to judge genius.  Click HERE to take a stab at it.  Only 2% of the total population is able, in each picture, to locate the red dot.  Can you?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/8794149495071934935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=8794149495071934935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/8794149495071934935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/8794149495071934935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/10/genius-of-australia.html' title='The Genius of Australia'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/RxsQuO4X4eI/AAAAAAAAAB8/y58rZvluyb0/s72-c/australia_map.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-4079152864991110789</id><published>2007-10-21T02:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T03:51:22.845-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All Hail Lurch and Captain Happy</title><summary type='text'>I work with easily the smartest man I have ever met. He is, afterall, the creator of the 'Baby Rumpster' moniker. A name that never took off with any great popularity, but seemed funny anyway. That would explain how it stuck in my mind when I was naming this blog.Whilst opening the Kirb today, he served up a nice volley as he was passing by. Simply, he said, "Where are Lurch and Captain Happy?". </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/4079152864991110789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=4079152864991110789' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/4079152864991110789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/4079152864991110789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/10/all-hail-lurch-and-captain-happy.html' title='All Hail Lurch and Captain Happy'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-3686655825024711390</id><published>2007-10-21T01:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T02:04:38.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>House Rules, 2007</title><summary type='text'>(Special thanks to the Cole Family, whom I found on the world wide interweb, for this picture, http://www.thecolefamily.com)We can add to the above: 5) remove all pot, paraphernalia, and other offending illegal narcotics from the house.  This rule was arrived at, for those who remember the infamous "fuck you" situation, quite civilly.  I have found the upside to having a mom who will let the "F" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/3686655825024711390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=3686655825024711390' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/3686655825024711390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/3686655825024711390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/10/house-rules-2007.html' title='House Rules, 2007'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/RxrzCO4X4dI/AAAAAAAAAB0/t9xzw63ofcc/s72-c/housrule.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-8903706843166749652</id><published>2007-10-17T00:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T06:43:54.518-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To Jack or Blog?  That Is The Question</title><summary type='text'>The Author, sitting naked and, now high, at his mothers computer in her office which is in his old (and current) room, debated on whether to pleasure himself, (via any combination of erotic chat, pornographic still image or overly graphic video clips), or to log in to his blogger account and author this very post.  Fortunately for you, and, (though it is only a reprieve), that all-cotton hand </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/8903706843166749652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=8903706843166749652' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/8903706843166749652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/8903706843166749652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/10/to-jack-or-blog-that-is-question.html' title='To Jack or Blog?  That Is The Question'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/RxWk0u4X4bI/AAAAAAAAABk/5O7orOx0zaQ/s72-c/NS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-8612241061301076457</id><published>2007-10-16T16:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T16:33:37.329-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taken From Two Recent Conversations...</title><summary type='text'>I was fortunate enough, on two different occasions, to be privy to an identical conversation.  Both involved the attractive (and young) star of the NBC hit TV show, 'Heroes', to your left.  A little backstory on her character.  She is one of several people who have a trait that lends herself to heroicism. Her trait?  She can regenerate back to her original form after seemingly any type of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/8612241061301076457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=8612241061301076457' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/8612241061301076457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/8612241061301076457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/10/taken-from-two-recent-conversations.html' title='Taken From Two Recent Conversations...'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/RxUowO4X4aI/AAAAAAAAABc/KIcOwz6T7Qs/s72-c/heroes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-7916712930382506077</id><published>2007-10-14T15:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T15:27:46.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, What?</title><summary type='text'>Oh, happy day.  Do a search for "The Original Baby Rumpster" and tell me what you see!  That's right, bitches.  In just a few blog entries, I'm #1.  Don't you forget it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/7916712930382506077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=7916712930382506077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/7916712930382506077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/7916712930382506077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/10/oh-what.html' title='Oh, What?'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/RxJ7Ae4X4ZI/AAAAAAAAABU/fsPMNhI_4zk/s72-c/logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-4292622583059025837</id><published>2007-10-14T15:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T15:21:20.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Change, For Now</title><summary type='text'>Recently, I made a decision, for reasons we won't delve into, in this post, to withdraw from school for this semester.  Call it a mental breakdown.  Call it ennui.  Whatever you call it, I'm not thrilled with the decision.  But it had to happen.  So, alas I bid goodbye to my fair university.What does this do for my graduation date?  I'd rather not think about that right now.  For those that have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/4292622583059025837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=4292622583059025837' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/4292622583059025837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/4292622583059025837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/10/change-for-now.html' title='A Change, For Now'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/RxJ5se4X4YI/AAAAAAAAABM/HzTUspmq5kY/s72-c/MSU.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-7604595179384906025</id><published>2007-10-12T06:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T02:30:12.167-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Como se dice "I own you" en espanol?</title><summary type='text'>Ok, so I was following the directions in the Blogger Help section, trying to get a photo that I could put up on my profile.  But, as Rob can attest, I suck at the internet.Anyway, up above, you can see me haggling over the price of a small Mexican child.  I think it was a win-win, actually.  I paid $5 bucks, which allowed his family to move into a dry cardboard box.  I got a reprieve from doing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/7604595179384906025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=7604595179384906025' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/7604595179384906025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/7604595179384906025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/10/photo-test.html' title='Como se dice &quot;I own you&quot; en espanol?'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/Rw9T4u4X4WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ccTCswkxA88/s72-c/Alamex.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-8105901775991393068</id><published>2007-10-12T04:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T05:25:28.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcing Nobel Prize Winner Al Gore</title><summary type='text'>Congratulations to the once and future President, Al Gore, on receiving the 2007 Nobel Prize.  He has proven that when you can't speak truth to power, you have to share that truth with the masses.As a political junkie, I have to say that I really, REALLY like the idea of the draft Gore movement.  We have discussions about grassroots movements, but they have been cliched since the Howard Dean </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/8105901775991393068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=8105901775991393068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/8105901775991393068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/8105901775991393068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/10/announcing-nobel-prize-winner-al-gore.html' title='Announcing Nobel Prize Winner Al Gore'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/Rw9E1e4X4VI/AAAAAAAAAAs/WofQQDziy7o/s72-c/Al+Gore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-3610771406234140496</id><published>2007-10-11T18:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T19:16:23.561-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bit More about 'The Kirb'</title><summary type='text'>I'm quickly approaching my two-year anniversary with Kirby's.  Anyone who knows me knows that this is an accomplishment.  I usually like a restaurant for a year or maybe a little more.  This restaurant though,...it's too easy.  You go in, make your money, do a ridiculously small amount of sidework and live to tell another day.  That is, until lately.  My goal for any shift, regardless of day of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/3610771406234140496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=3610771406234140496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/3610771406234140496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/3610771406234140496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/10/bit-more-about-kirb.html' title='A Bit More about &apos;The Kirb&apos;'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/Rw630O4X4UI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Qe1-gTcM6so/s72-c/kirbys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-1462104070744477368</id><published>2007-10-10T14:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T14:53:43.927-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A painful day for New York fans</title><summary type='text'>Unbelievable...simply unbelievable.  The Yankees loss (I have been to several Yankess Spring Trainings in Fort Lauderdale.  I'm a real fan) was easier to see coming.  They had been outplayed in the series and the loss was almost a foregone conclusion in the 9th.The Cowboys/Bills game was a completely different matter.  This was payback for two HUMILIATING defeats at the hands of the Cowboys in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/1462104070744477368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=1462104070744477368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/1462104070744477368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/1462104070744477368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/10/painful-day-for-new-york-fans.html' title='A painful day for New York fans'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-5455595926550693779</id><published>2007-10-09T01:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T01:31:14.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE the Onion</title><summary type='text'>Use Of 'N-Word' May End Porn Star's Career</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/5455595926550693779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=5455595926550693779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/5455595926550693779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/5455595926550693779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/10/love-onion.html' title='LOVE the Onion'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-648770792544453105</id><published>2007-10-09T00:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T00:40:46.328-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Shall Live, One Will Die</title><summary type='text'>While I was driving home from meeting my pusher-man (insert gay joke pretty much anywhere) the skies opened up and clearly made driving a concept, rather than what we were actually doing.  Needless to say, I found myself with a considerable amount of time on my hands and a light fog on the brain.  And I realized something that really should be made abundantly clear to all.  We do way too much to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/648770792544453105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=648770792544453105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/648770792544453105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/648770792544453105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-shall-live-one-will-die.html' title='One Shall Live, One Will Die'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/RwsO-e4X4SI/AAAAAAAAAAU/y6VOtefHZbk/s72-c/image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-8489778268047231492</id><published>2007-10-08T16:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T17:39:22.212-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Possibly Funnier Than A Dick In A Box</title><summary type='text'>Kudos to SNL for not only creating the genre, but improving on it.  The speed that they wrote and aired this piece is amazing and,( it may be my political science major speaking here), it betters their first attempt.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/8489778268047231492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=8489778268047231492' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/8489778268047231492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/8489778268047231492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/10/possibly-funnier-than-dick-in-box.html' title='Possibly Funnier Than A Dick In A Box'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-7032975153561370112</id><published>2007-10-08T05:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T02:18:12.225-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How I Unleashed The Homo Thunder</title><summary type='text'>When I write, I make a point to change the names to protect the innocent.  Bliss, (whom I still contend wins the Grand Prize for being the most inappropriately named person, ever.  Really!  I'm not even shitting you.  She's an idiot.), is guilty and so her name gets published.  More about her later.I haven't written yet about my work.  Waiting tables, once upon a time, was a job that I took pride</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/7032975153561370112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=7032975153561370112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/7032975153561370112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/7032975153561370112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-i-unleashed-gay-thunder.html' title='How I Unleashed The Homo Thunder'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-6799672218135598978</id><published>2007-10-08T04:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T04:58:14.608-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Check This Shit (5am)</title><summary type='text'>Came across this.  Enjoy!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/6799672218135598978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=6799672218135598978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/6799672218135598978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/6799672218135598978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/10/check-this-shit-5am.html' title='Check This Shit (5am)'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-1433367887187831662</id><published>2007-10-06T11:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T12:03:54.851-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Really...What the Fuck???</title><summary type='text'>FORT WORTH -- A store cashier struck a deaf customer in the head with a crowbar after he mistook the man's silence for rudeness and disrespect, police said.I heard about this today from my friends dad.  What the hell is wrong with people?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/1433367887187831662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=1433367887187831662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/1433367887187831662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/1433367887187831662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/10/reallywhat-fuck.html' title='Really...What the Fuck???'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1348631761290735587.post-501814266663968078</id><published>2007-10-05T13:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T14:39:54.498-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Existential'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atheism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humanist'/><title type='text'>There Is No God and We're All Alone - An Introduction</title><summary type='text'>You and I are 1/6,000,000,000 of the current humanity that remains alive on this spinning rock hurtling through space.  Earth is one of over 100,000,000 planets in an ever expanding universe.  And we, as humans, in only the last few million years have had to create a reason for our being here.  I realized last night, my mind racing as my head hit the pillow, that we had to create a God, a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/feeds/501814266663968078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1348631761290735587&amp;postID=501814266663968078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/501814266663968078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1348631761290735587/posts/default/501814266663968078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alanhathspoken.blogspot.com/2007/10/there-is-no-god-and-were-all-alone.html' title='There Is No God and We&apos;re All Alone - An Introduction'/><author><name>The Accidental Existentialist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13646706361986212651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLosNcR9ZHI/SY51MjeqvoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_IqxnLIKA7A/S220/Groundhog+Day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
