<?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-18973285</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:25:32.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Volsfan's Twisted Look At Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>170</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-1489475416101805873</id><published>2007-03-26T22:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T22:05:49.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a loser!</title><content type='html'>Real life is kickin ass and takin names right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been so busy it isn't funny. I am getting roughly 30 hours a week at the Depot, 40 hours a week at my day job, painting the inside of the house (still have the bathrooms to go) and I just finished painting the exterior of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to say hello to everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-1489475416101805873?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/1489475416101805873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=1489475416101805873' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/1489475416101805873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/1489475416101805873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-am-loser.html' title='I am a loser!'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-5125356217223952916</id><published>2007-02-27T19:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:17:00.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wet nose smooches from Kahlua!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IQm9_Vxpl0Q/ReTTAB45G7I/AAAAAAAAAAY/6AOf6PVzkf4/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036382280767577010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IQm9_Vxpl0Q/ReTTAB45G7I/AAAAAAAAAAY/6AOf6PVzkf4/s320/scan0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Edited to add one more...in this one she is lying on the floor in front of the same door waiting on mamaw and papaw to get home from Church. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IQm9_Vxpl0Q/ReTMYB45G6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3vBzBYL_8W8/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036374996503042978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IQm9_Vxpl0Q/ReTMYB45G6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3vBzBYL_8W8/s320/scan0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a little blurry and I was just checkin out the software to see if it still works. I will get better ones... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-5125356217223952916?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/5125356217223952916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=5125356217223952916' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/5125356217223952916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/5125356217223952916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2007/02/wet-nose-smooches-from-kahlua.html' title='Wet nose smooches from Kahlua!'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IQm9_Vxpl0Q/ReTTAB45G7I/AAAAAAAAAAY/6AOf6PVzkf4/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-8801527111305707779</id><published>2007-02-26T18:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T18:21:32.667-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There is a special place in Hell for some people</title><content type='html'>I am beginning to lose faith in humanity due to a couple of things that have happened in K-town recently. There are some people that I feel have no reason to take up air that I breath…I have to get it off my chest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few posts back, I posted about a young couple that had been car-jacked and killed but before the animals killed the young girl they tortured her. Well, every time the sub-humans that are in custody for these cruel acts appear in court, we get a little more of a glimpse that what the last few minutes/days of the couple could have been like. There have been 4 men and 1 woman arrested and charged with car jacking, raping both of them, and killing them. The woman in custody testified in one of the arraignments that she was in the house when one of the men cleaned the woman’s mouth out with some type of cleaning liquid. Then she testified as to how the police found the girl’s body in 5 trash bags in a huge trashcan in the kitchen of the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my eyes, these animals don’t deserve live a single day more…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another case, just before Christmas, a woman was spotted driving down the road at a high rate of speed with her dog tied to the back bumper and it was being dragged down the street. People tried to get the woman to stop and they called police…by the time the police finally pulled her over the poor dog had injuries all over it’s body and one of his ears had been ripped off! Surprisingly? The dog survived and will be fine. The bad part? The judge failed dropped the charges today and if the woman pays for the vet bills she can get her dog back! The woman doesn’t deserve to own an animal and should be put UNDER the jail instead of getting off without even a slap on the wrist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an upbeat note…I am almost finished painting and went on a shopping spree over the weekend to buy accessories to match my new wall colors. I am going to have to take pictures and then scan them in because I can’t find my connector to get my digital pics to my puter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did have a shocker over to the Depot this weekend. I was working and having a good time (because we were slammed) when all of a sudden…the Anderson Cooper look-a-like appeared. I have mentioned him in other posts, as everyone knew that I am the only person in the paint department allowed to wait on him when he comes in. The surprise was when I saw what was attached to his arms…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right hand…a shopping cart with the most beautiful little baby girl ever!&lt;br /&gt;Left hand…his wife!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-8801527111305707779?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/8801527111305707779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=8801527111305707779' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/8801527111305707779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/8801527111305707779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2007/02/there-is-special-place-in-hell-for-some.html' title='There is a special place in Hell for some people'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-3030940454394988847</id><published>2007-02-14T19:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T19:16:40.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Singles Awareness Day!</title><content type='html'>Well, Happy Valentines Day to the trest of you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-3030940454394988847?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/3030940454394988847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=3030940454394988847' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/3030940454394988847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/3030940454394988847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-singles-awareness-day.html' title='Happy Singles Awareness Day!'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-284763419340938820</id><published>2007-02-07T17:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T17:16:31.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Too long since updating!</title><content type='html'>Well folks, I must apologize for not updating sooner but this is the first evening I will have been home in 7 full days. I have worked or had something to do after my day job each and every day. WHEW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The painting is coming along nicely and I am having a hard time uploading pics so that will have wait for a later post...sorry! However, I have painted the kitchen, living room and hallway and it already looks like a new home! I still have to paint the bathrooms and my bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV is finally kicking into high gear with Survivor and TAR starting this week as well as LOST! I.CAN'T.WAIT! I am not looking forward to TAR as much this time around with no newbies as it is an all star version and I already HATE a few of the teams. We will see how it pans out I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to try and get around to everyone's blog tonight and tomorrow so I may be stopping in to say hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is doing well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-284763419340938820?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/284763419340938820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=284763419340938820' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/284763419340938820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/284763419340938820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2007/02/too-long-since-updating.html' title='Too long since updating!'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-5695488988444588348</id><published>2007-01-24T17:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T17:10:40.358-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry for no update</title><content type='html'>I am working every night this week and have been painting the house. I will share colors when I get a chance to update this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*waves* to everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-5695488988444588348?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/5695488988444588348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=5695488988444588348' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/5695488988444588348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/5695488988444588348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2007/01/sorry-for-no-update.html' title='Sorry for no update'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-2463109399026769302</id><published>2007-01-15T17:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T17:17:10.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad news in vols land</title><content type='html'>Usually, I am a person that watches the news of all the doom and gloom around us but put it aside and move on with whatever I have to do…until now. A story broke last weekend here in Knoxville that has me just beside myself and I don’t know why. I want to share the story with the hopes that putting into words will help me get it out of my system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late last Saturday (midnight or a little after) night a local girl (early 20s) called her mother to tell say that her (the girl) and her boyfriend was on their way to a friends house to watch movies. By mid-afternoon, the business where the girl works called her mother to say that the girl hadn’t shown up for work and didn’t call in. The mother immediately started calling her daughter’s cell phone to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that afternoon the boyfriend was found on the other side of town (from where they were suppose to be the previous night) shot to death, wrapped in a blanket and set afire! A search was set into motion for the girl and the person/persons that killed the young boy. A couple of hours later the girl’s vehicle was found two blocks from the young man’s body…but no sign of the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday went by with no sign of the girl but late that afternoon the police released photos of two brothers of interest. The police gave no reason as to why or how they came to that conclusion but they got a search warrant for the house the brothers lived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early Tuesday morning the police searched the home and found the girl’s body stuffed in a trash can out back of the house. The police said the girl was alive a couple of days and was repeatedly raped. They didn’t release how she was murdered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four men have been arrested for car jacking but no charges for the rapes and murders but I can’t seem to get this story out of my mind. The young couple was so cute and had a great life ahead of them before these animals decided to take their fate into their hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am at a loss!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-2463109399026769302?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/2463109399026769302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=2463109399026769302' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/2463109399026769302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/2463109399026769302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2007/01/sad-news-in-vols-land.html' title='Sad news in vols land'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-1892882972271193831</id><published>2007-01-08T21:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T21:08:27.095-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't believe it is 2007!</title><content type='html'>I guess time flies when you do and don’t have fun! I can’t believe we are already into the second week of the year. I wasn’t off work much this holiday season as I worked more than I have in years. I am sort of in the need of a break but I continue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in the process of painting my house…inside AND out! The exterior of my house is wood and hasn’t been painted in like 10 years. It is showing wear and tear in places but some of the wood behind the gutters is beginning to rot and in need of repair…while I am at it…I am going to do it right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interior of my house was painted white when I bought my house and I have slowly added color through the years but I haven’t painted the entire house at one time. I have picked out all the colors and will be updating showing you all my choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I taped Apprentice and watched most of Grease…I didn’t like Grease. I will give it a couple more episodes to improve but I was really disappointed. However, I watched Brothers and Sisters and it has quickly become my favorite show on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen any good TV lately?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-1892882972271193831?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/1892882972271193831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=1892882972271193831' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/1892882972271193831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/1892882972271193831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-cant-believe-it-is-2007.html' title='I can&apos;t believe it is 2007!'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-3421024703743839123</id><published>2006-12-27T21:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T21:28:00.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays Everyone!</title><content type='html'>I have been taking a little time to spend with family and friends IRL and it has been very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week before Christmas, my family and I did our normal drive through the city and look at the lights. We had a wonderful meal and then made our way through our normal route to see many new houses participating this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas? Was just terrific as I finally entered the digital world by getting a DVR! WOO and freakin HOO! I have been playing with it and getting all my settings the way I want them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year and I will check in later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-3421024703743839123?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/3421024703743839123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=3421024703743839123' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/3421024703743839123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/3421024703743839123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-holidays-everyone.html' title='Happy Holidays Everyone!'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-4036168054340299308</id><published>2006-12-12T20:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T20:12:58.021-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Idiot alert!</title><content type='html'>Who are these idiots that I work with? Sometimes I wonder if I am actually working with humans or pods from Uranus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lady that I have been working closely with that doesn’t know any of today’s television shows, movies and/or stars. We were talking the other day about food and the Food Network. She said she watched the Food Network “all the time” and then I mentioned that I really really liked Alton Brown and Dave Lieberman. She had no clue who I was talking about….so she doesn’t watch the Food Network (much).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little later we were talking about people doing really stupid stuff when they are high or drunk and I mentioned the incident with Matthew McConaughey…she again had no clue who he was. I tried to explain and she said that she hadn’t seen a movie in years. I thought ok…I can understand maybe that movies isn’t really her thing. As we continued, she let me in on a secret that she doesn’t like any movies that were made after the 1960s!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the hell she can come to that conclusion without seeing the movies is beyond me butt is this woman for real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen Color Swatch Guy twice in the last week and we have been kidding around with each other…we will have to see where this is going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, last night I had a dream that had me asking…WTF? I dreamed that I was in the Afghanistan Mountains with Anderson Cooper looking for Osama Bin Laden. WTF?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-4036168054340299308?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/4036168054340299308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=4036168054340299308' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/4036168054340299308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/4036168054340299308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/12/idiot-alert.html' title='Idiot alert!'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-5662855573339994481</id><published>2006-12-04T21:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T22:03:32.877-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update</title><content type='html'>Not much to update for the past couple of days other than:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The guy that I had posted about earlier (the one with cancer and we helped raise money) came back to work today! It was exciting to see him and to know that he was ready to get his life back on track.&lt;br /&gt;2) Color Swatch Guy: came by to see me yesterday (Sunday)! He didn’t have anything for my department but dropped by and made small talk and asked where a couple of other things were in the store. I am still getting the “pinging” from him…we will see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts and prayers go out to the families of military men and women in Iraq as the death toll topped 2900 today…so very sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-5662855573339994481?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/5662855573339994481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=5662855573339994481' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/5662855573339994481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/5662855573339994481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/12/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-4204381735109126635</id><published>2006-11-30T19:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T19:43:10.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Color Swatch Guy Saga...</title><content type='html'>A little bit of an update…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy that I mentioned in a previous post at work (out with cancer) is returning Monday and we are all excited to have him back. I know his family has been having a rough go of it and I hope this gives them the comfort and support they need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eating lady hasn’t been at it lately but we haven’t really had any food in the office either. However, I know over the next 3 weeks we will have plenty of goodies for her to munch on for days on end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day job is getting a little easier as I sort of feel better about knowing where things go and how they do things. Today was spent in a friggen Excel spreadsheet that went on for EVEH! By 3:30 my brain was jello and I was ready for it all to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home and cooked to help relieve some tension. I made a batch of sausage balls to take to work tomorrow and torture the lady of food! I think I will just go in and put the bowl on her desk and walk away…that would be cruel but really funny. No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have a little bit-o-update on the Depot guy…Last night I met my parents at the Cracker Barrel for dinner and after that I decide to go to the Depot to see if my schedule had changed (which this happens almost on a daily basis and we are told to check in often because of the frequent changes). I enter the building and go straight to the break room where the schedule is located and find that I am still on for Friday, Saturday and Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I decided that I also wanted to go check in the department to see if there was going to be a class tonight (ever so often they offer a tips class to show customers better ways of doing things). As I approach the counter, I look over my shoulder and whom do I see? You guessed it! The color swatch guy (his new nickname) was standing there on his cell phone and we sort of locked eyes with each other at the same time…whoever he was talking to wasn’t that important as he looked at me and immediately told them that he would have to call them back later. We chatted for a few minutes as I was asking what colors he had used and what was left to paint and when I got ready to go he told me that I would definitely see him this weekend as he had a lot of stuff to buy…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The color swatch guy saga continues!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-4204381735109126635?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/4204381735109126635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=4204381735109126635' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/4204381735109126635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/4204381735109126635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/11/color-swatch-guy-saga.html' title='The Color Swatch Guy Saga...'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-3311503649215270532</id><published>2006-11-28T20:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T20:02:28.331-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hope Everyone Had A Great Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>I hope everyone had a great and safe Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week went so fast, I can barely remember what happened. However, I will try and recall a couple of highlights. First, we (my day job) were given the opportunity to take off any days we wanted to (as long as we had the time) but we had to make sure there was at least one person there to handle any emergency. I took Wednesday and Thursday because I wanted one day that others prolly wouldn’t have off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was a blast as I met friends (that I hadn’t seen in months) for lunch. We at a little local place called A Taste of Thai (we call it “A Taste of Thigh”) and I got a spicy rice combo dish that was just deelish! After that, we all went running around to different places to see if we could determine (by looking in overheads and storage areas) what would be on sale for the black Friday rush! All-in-all we had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday? It was a day of resting and eating and then eating again. The entire family was together and we had a fabulous time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time now for a Depot update! I have told the story of the AC look-a-like and how no one can address a man with salt-n-pepper hair unless I have been notified first. Well, things are starting to look a little differently with this latest little game of cat and mouse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago a young man (late 20’s to early 30’s) came in with his mom and dad and they were collecting color swatches for the rooms in the guys first home. It was a night when we were completely dead so I took some time to talk with them to get an idea of what he/they were looking for. Well, it turns out that the guy wants to go with all Earth tones for the walls and bring out color with accessories, furniture and pictures on the walls. I took time to get some of the magazines/books we have showing rooms decorated with many different styles but mainly concentrating on walls of color (I am not afraid to paint walls with bright colors). I basically just showed them different things and wanted them to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a week later the guy came back in was looking at color swatches as the guy had said he was taking into consideration some of the things I suggested and entertaining using color. We talked a little about the room but the entire time my gaydar was pinging BIG TIME. So, I got a little busy and the guy left but not before saying goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday (the day before Thanksgiving), I went into to see if I could find out the layout for the sale items on Friday (as I was going to be there when they opened to buy a couple of things) and whom do you think I ran into? The young guy! We talked for a little while and I had the same gaydar pinging thing and before I left, I told him that I worked all weekend and hoped to see him soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy came in Saturday and Sunday! I guess we will have to follow this to see how it plays out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-3311503649215270532?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/3311503649215270532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=3311503649215270532' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/3311503649215270532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/3311503649215270532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-hope-everyone-had-great-thanksgiving.html' title='I Hope Everyone Had A Great Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-7057037572471893325</id><published>2006-11-14T18:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:58:53.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why-oh-why can't she loose weight?</title><content type='html'>Just another weekend and start to another week! * YAWN *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day job is really beginning to pick-up and I have been extremely busy. However, there is one thing that I have to get off my chest. Keep in mind…I know that I need to loose a few pounds and will be the first to tell you but I don’t go around complaining all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lady that I work with is constantly talking about how she HAS to lose weight and that she tries and tries but never can. Well, I am going to explain to you why she MIGHT not be losing weight but I won’t draw a picture…let’s see if you can figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIDE NOTE: There is a young man that used to work in our department…actually he is on sick leave and has been gone since February of this year. In February the doctors found a huge tumor on his thigh and it was cancer. He has been through numerous rounds of treatment but seems to be doing much better. My department has been doing monthly fundraisers to help buy groceries and things that he and his wife and 2 children need just to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was the big push to get enough money to buy food for the family for Thanksgiving. The first two days of the week we all brought in baked goods for sale during breaks…we had two cakes sold by the slice, brownies, two types of fudge and home made caramel cookies (I have no idea who made them or what the recipe was butt they were deeelish!). Wednesday and Thursday were breakfast days and we had biscuits with jelly, and some biscuits with ham, bacon, sausage, egg/bacon/cheese, egg and hash browns. Friday we sold tickets for a drawing for a home made quilt. The week was a tremendous success as we raised over $750! We are all excited because we will be able to feed the family through Christmas. It is truly a blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to big hips lady that HAS to lose weight. Well let’s see, here is what I witnessed her consume:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday Breakfast: Slice of cake and two brownies&lt;br /&gt;Monday Lunch: Two huge pieces of fudge, a brownie and another slice of cake.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday Breakfast: Two brownies and a piece of fudge&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday Lunch: A huge slice of cake and two more pieces of fudge (granite these were smaller than the one she ate for breakfast).&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday Breakfast: Biscuit with no jelly and a sausage biscuit&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday Lunch: Ham biscuit with jelly&lt;br /&gt;Thursday Breakfast: Biscuit and jelly (she seemed to eat light)&lt;br /&gt;Thursday Lunch: She ordered out for a quart of Sweet/Sour Soup (we had Chinese)&lt;br /&gt;Friday Breakfast: She pulled two pieces of fudge from somewhere!&lt;br /&gt;Friday Lunch: A burrito (we ordered Mexican)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea if she had any afternoon breaks, as my afternoons tend to get hectic and I am all over the place not in my department. However, do any of you have any idea why the hell she can’t lose weight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OFFICE ROMANCE ALERT! Well almost…there is a guy in the building that just gets my engine running BIG time. The funny thing is that he isn’t what many of my friends would call “my type” butt there is just something about him. I can’t figure out if he is family because at times I get a vibe but other times I think my vibe is WAY off. For once, my gaydar batteries must be dead! So, I have to decide what to do from here…do you think this approach is too straightforward?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me to cutie: Hello! How are you?&lt;br /&gt;Cutie: Fine and you?&lt;br /&gt;Me to cutie: I am doing fine…wanna fvck?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-7057037572471893325?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/7057037572471893325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=7057037572471893325' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/7057037572471893325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/7057037572471893325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/11/why-oh-why-cant-she-loose-weight.html' title='Why-oh-why can&apos;t she loose weight?'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-116286162398722861</id><published>2006-11-06T20:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:48.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Couple kewl stories</title><content type='html'>Hello all! At first, I didn’t think I had much to offer for this posting butt I have found a couple things to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life over to the Depot has been plowing right along and I haven’t had as many hours lately butt I can’t bring myself to do the blogland tour that I need to do in order to get caught up. However, something did happen at the Depot this weekend that I wanted to get you all caught up on. Remember, I have trained everyone in the paint department to NEVER approach a man with salt-n-pepper hair until I have given final approval. I am supposed to be the first contact for said males. Also, I hope you remember the guy that came in three-four weeks ago looking at the paint sprayers and then he came back about an hour later to “ask me another question”. Well, to make a short story even longer, the guy bought the paint sprayer and is a fairly regular to the store. However, I haven’t worked when he has been there since he bought the sprayer until Sunday (yesterday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep in mind that the young guy in the department (gay of course) and I have nicknamed most of our regular and the guy mentioned in the previous paragraph has been given the nickname “AC” due to his likeness of Anderson Cooper. He is so much Anderson it isn’t funny…the guy is very slender like Anderson and is almost a dead ringer for him. Well Sunday, I am mixing paint just minding my own business when the young guy comes running up to me and asked what “AC” wanted. I am almost carped my pants because I hadn’t seen “AC” walk through the department. The younger guy said “AC” walked passed the counter and looked over at me butt I had my back to him. I didn’t see the guy again butt hopefully he will be back to “shop” real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I had told this story to you guys butt I looked on the first page of my blog and don’t see it so I will share it as well. If I have told this story and just didn’t see it…feel free to skip over the next couple of paragraphs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a stormy Thursday night a few weeks ago and many people had gotten “stranded” in the Depot. To give you an idea…it rained 3.5 inches in little over an hour. People were literally standing around looking outside to wait for the rain to slack up before they would leave. When the rain slowed down, there was a rush for the door and I took a much-needed break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to the bathroom and take the second stall (middle of the room as well) and start doing my business when I notice something sort of “flopping off the side of the wall”. I start to investigate when I realize that it is about 20 pictures of someone. At first, it appears to be of a female lying on a bed fully clothed and as I begin to flip through them I realize that I am looking at some home made porn/pictures. The woman appeared to be in her twenties with a couple of tattoos and the pictures got very explicit towards the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After realizing what I had found I immediately called the manager (I was working alone and had to take the department phone to the can with me) and explained that I needed him in the men’s bathroom. I showed the manager where I found the pics and he took them to dispose of them. The funny part? The manager said he got a lump in his throat when I told him I “needed him in the bathroom”. I never thought of it in any other way than I didn’t know what to do. That is now our running joke…”do you need me in the bathroom?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a day job story to tell and will get that later as I have written WAY more than I thought I would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*strips off and waits for nutz to streak through blogland*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-116286162398722861?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/116286162398722861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=116286162398722861' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/116286162398722861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/116286162398722861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/11/couple-kewl-stories.html' title='Couple kewl stories'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-116154378460115759</id><published>2006-10-22T15:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:48.401-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grocery shopping and getting urinated off at the Depot</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to drop in and say hello to everyone! I have been fairly busy but had this weekend off from the Depot! WOO and HOO! Well, it turned out that I had the weekend off but I was so sick yesterday I didn’t make it off the couch. I chilled, coughed, wheezed and my head hurt almost all day. I started feeling better before going to bed last night and I have been ok today but really weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happened this week at the Depot that will cause me to be in a bad mood for the next couple of months. I closed on Sunday night and when I left there was a whole crew of people from the store set-up that was preparing the main line for a “make-over”. As I left I was wondering what was going there and knew I would find out the next day as I worked Monday as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at the Depot on Monday (Oct 16th.) and found exactly what everything had to be moved for…CHRISTMAS STUFF! Eight freakin weeks before Christmas and I have to be met with the damn stuff as soon as I walk in the door. Then, as I was walking through the store to clock in, I met a manager. I asked to please tell me that we would have at least 3-4 weeks or the week of Thanksgiving before the music starts. He said, “no such luck…you have two weeks”! So, the Depot is going to start playing Christmas music on Nov. 1st. I am sorry butt that is WAY to early to start with this carp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my manager yesterday that the first time I hear Mariah Carey’s Christmas song I was walking out the front door. I.CAN’T.STAND.THAT.SONG! I don’t give a carp what she wants for Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got home from grocery shopping and found something to be sort of funny butt if I had been working and the lady did this to me I would be pissed. I am walking up and down the isles (as I walk every isle every time because you never know when you will something you need that isn’t on your list) when I saw a lady frantically walking very fast towards a man that was stocking shelves. She ran up and asked where the tomato sauce was and he told her isle 4. I could hear every click/click of her shoes and then she runs back to the guy and asked where the pasta was located and he told her isle 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She repeated this two more times before she had exhausted the man into walking with her to get the stuff on her list. I chuckled at the time butt the more I think about it the more I get urinated off because she could walked down the isles looking for what she needed just like everyone else. Not to mention, the store I was in has just gone through a re-decorating and they put up new signs to tell you what is down each isle and the signs are at each end of the isles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any thing stewpid happen with you all?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-116154378460115759?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/116154378460115759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=116154378460115759' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/116154378460115759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/116154378460115759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/10/grocery-shopping-and-getting-urinated.html' title='Grocery shopping and getting urinated off at the Depot'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-116084663049839920</id><published>2006-10-14T13:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:48.298-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life at the Depot</title><content type='html'>Well, by the time I slept in till 10:30am and made breakfast it was noon! I then took a nap for an hour. I think I am finally awake enough to share a few things that have been going on in my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I had a Mexican for lunch on Wednesday and I brought home an order of chips and salsa. I just browned some hamburger meat and added it to the crock-pot with all the fixins for chili. NUMMY! The only time I get off the couch may be to get a bowl of chili…UMKAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day job is still going fine. I have had a ton of meetings and feel like I haven’t been getting as much done as I should butt I am getting praises from the powers that be…we will see how this one holds up. So far? So good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The depot is going well and where tons of stories have been taking place. I will share a couple now. There are five people that work in the paint department and three of us are gay. We have the older (not me by the way) gay guy that has been with his partner for 18 year next month, me being the middle aged guy and a young 23 year old whipper snapper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The older guy cracks me up, as he is always getting into something funny. Last Saturday, he came to work with his forth cup of coffee in hand and it didn’t take butt about 30 minutes for the caffeine to kick in. The guy was up on the ladder flapping his arms to see if he could levitate…I still chuckle just thinking about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The younger guy reminds me of myself when I was in my 20s. He met a guy online from out of town and has traveled to visit him this weekend. I hope things go well for him. However, I really look up to him for knowledge of mixing paint as he has been with the Depot for a couple of years and is great at looking at a shade of color and being able to determine how to make it the color the customer wants…amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have finally trained everyone that when a man enters the department with salt-n-pepper hair they are to go NO WHERE near him before I approach him. A guy that reminds me so much of Anderson Cooper is a regular and came into the department last week and obviously had a couple of questions that someone needed to address. The younger guy in the department came and got me (I was facing product on another isle) so I could help the guy out. I answered all questions and he thanked me for all the help…about an hour later he came back because he said he “thought of a couple more questions”. We will have to see how this works out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how are things going with yous guys?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-116084663049839920?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/116084663049839920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=116084663049839920' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/116084663049839920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/116084663049839920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/10/life-at-depot.html' title='Life at the Depot'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-116052947336731871</id><published>2006-10-10T21:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:48.139-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WOO and HOO!</title><content type='html'>Well, what can I say? This time of year is going to be slow at the Depot and my time is going to be cut down until winter passes. The good news? I will have more time to spend over to the other place and around here on the blogs. I am looking forward to it and my first real day off will be this Saturday. I don’t know if I will get off the sofa cuz I will be watching football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the high was 80 degrees and tomorrow storms will pass through and the high on Thursday will be in the 50s. BRRRRRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan on giving a complete update on Saturday. See ya then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-116052947336731871?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/116052947336731871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=116052947336731871' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/116052947336731871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/116052947336731871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/10/woo-and-hoo.html' title='WOO and HOO!'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-115991919442423808</id><published>2006-10-03T19:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:48.007-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Couple of updates</title><content type='html'>I really enjoy working at the Depot but a couple of interesting things have happened over the past couple of weeks and I thought I would share them with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was an eventful day for everyone as we had a potential shoplifter! I left for lunch around 2pm and decided to go home and walk Kahlua. While I was gone a guy grabbed a small television and made a run for the door with it. The guy that was working in the paint department with me helped the security peeps chase the guy through the parking lot. They caught the guy and he was arrested. I came back to everyone buzzing around and explaining what happened while I was gone…I always miss the fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another interesting thing that happened was a little uncomfortable and I didn’t really know how to handle it. I will be the first person to admit that I have not always been a good little boy and at times would have considered myself to have been a man whore when I was in my younger years. During college, I picked-up a guy at a local cruising place and we became fvck buddies (for the lack of a better term). After college we sort of fell out of touch with each other until last week…he, his wife and two kids showed up at the paint counter over at the Depot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up and realized who it was about the time he remembered me. There were some awkward moments butt we didn’t acknowledge knowing each other. I could tell by the look on his face that he was terrified that I was going to say something, however, I do know when to keep my mouth shut…so I mixed the paint and they went on there ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day job is going great and I really like the peeps I work with…they love to eat! WOO and HOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-115991919442423808?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/115991919442423808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=115991919442423808' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/115991919442423808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/115991919442423808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/10/couple-of-updates.html' title='Couple of updates'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-115910137428392738</id><published>2006-09-24T08:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:47.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have nothing to say</title><content type='html'>I know it has been a while since my last update butt I really don't have much to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just been working my butt off and paying bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we had flash flooding and water was everywhere. The road leading to my house had about 4 feet of water running through the center. My little car would have been completed under water. I was kept out of my subdivision for about 2 hours due to the flooding. We got 4 inches of rain in little under 2 hours...the water had no where to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather didn't improve much over night as it stormed and rained most of the night. However, it wasn't as much a down pour as it was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today? Work for a while and come home and watch some TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{{HUGS}}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-115910137428392738?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/115910137428392738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=115910137428392738' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/115910137428392738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/115910137428392738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-have-nothing-to-say.html' title='I have nothing to say'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-115749908018967015</id><published>2006-09-05T19:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:47.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How was your holiday?</title><content type='html'>So, how was everyone’s holiday? I spent the weekend resting and working. Knoxville has a three-day festival during this holiday weekend and ends with about a half hour fireworks show that attracts over 350,000 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work at the Depot was almost too much for me! We did more business on Monday than we would do in any three day period and that was JUST Monday. Saturday almost had me at my wits end because we had three idiots…yes, I said idiots that came to the counter and had some of the dumbest questions ever! I am not going to repeat them here but I may drop a couple here and there in the responses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week will see the return of my boss (at my regular day job). My boss has been out of the office for over a week due to the birth of his son. His son was born three weeks early and he had already decided to stay home for about a week when he was born but with it being early…there was no question that he would take a while and enjoy the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am off tonight from the Depot and will spend it cleaning the house, catch-up reading over to the other place, reading blogs and watching Big Bother. Other than that, I have absolutely nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is going on with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW Nutz, did you decide on a color?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-115749908018967015?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/115749908018967015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=115749908018967015' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/115749908018967015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/115749908018967015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/09/how-was-your-holiday.html' title='How was your holiday?'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-115689649614981508</id><published>2006-08-29T20:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:47.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on life</title><content type='html'>Life is going ok right now. I am sort of in a groove and have things heading in a direction...at last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are going well at my day job except one thing. We have a new person in our department...she started yesterday. She seems to be a very nice lady but she wears those little half-like glasses and peers over them while I am talking to her. THIS DRIVES ME CRAZY! I just want to smack her into next week and tell her to take the damn glasses off her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things at the Depot is going fairly slow for the first part of this week. However, things are about to change. This holiday weekend is the biggest paint sale of the year. I have Monday thru Wednesday off but will put in 30 hours from Thursday to Sunday plus working my day job. I might find time to breath by next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the weather has been very hot but today we are having severe storms blow through the area. There was just a warning roll across the screen that said part of the Knoxville area is getting hit with tennis ball size hail. WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is doing fine and I was so happy to see Seahorse posting over to the other place!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-115689649614981508?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/115689649614981508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=115689649614981508' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/115689649614981508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/115689649614981508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/08/update-on-life.html' title='Update on life'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-115629963946482458</id><published>2006-08-22T22:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:47.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is there a full moon tonight?</title><content type='html'>What the fuck is going on tonight? I had to work over to the Depot and it was the strangest night ever! I was asked some of the strangest questions and here are the ones I can remember:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Where is the aluminum for barns?&lt;br /&gt;* Where are the batteries for lawn and garden lights?&lt;br /&gt;* Where is the sealant for asphalt?&lt;br /&gt;* Where can I find cleaner for our trash disposal?&lt;br /&gt;* PHONECALL: I was just there and got home without sandpaper that I paid for...where is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know...I work in the paint department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SHRUG*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-115629963946482458?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/115629963946482458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=115629963946482458' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/115629963946482458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/115629963946482458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/08/is-there-full-moon-tonight.html' title='Is there a full moon tonight?'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-115620638337627787</id><published>2006-08-21T20:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:47.367-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have the night off!</title><content type='html'>and I am all excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today? Was busy as hell and I am exhausted. I came home and just collapsed. I am going to sit and watch TV all night and have a couple of cold ones along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-115620638337627787?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/115620638337627787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=115620638337627787' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/115620638337627787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/115620638337627787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-have-night-off.html' title='I have the night off!'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-115577848180084377</id><published>2006-08-16T21:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:47.235-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I hab a code</title><content type='html'>in the middle of the summer! *sniffle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two nights off in a row and really need it for resting up. I hate being sick during hot weather but I am just going to relax and enjoy some TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*waves* to everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-115577848180084377?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/115577848180084377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=115577848180084377' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/115577848180084377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/115577848180084377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-hab-code.html' title='I hab a code'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-115500544770695995</id><published>2006-08-07T22:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:47.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First day on the new job</title><content type='html'>My first day on the new job was sort of a non-event. I went through an orientation from 7:30am – 1pm and then my boss took me to lunch…we had a Mexican! YUMMY! We got back to the office around 2pm and really was just introduced to everyone and they let me leave around 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to work at the Depot tonight and in four hours had two customers. Both were very cute butt it was really slow. The good thing is I got to concentrate on putting products on the shelves and catching up on those types of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the grocery store after work and got some sammich stuff for lunch. I got some Cajun turkey that is absolutely delish. I will have a couple of sammiches throughout the day with lettuce, tomato, mustard and mayo. Sort of boring I know butt at least it is something to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day of the work is over and I am too…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*waves* to everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-115500544770695995?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/115500544770695995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=115500544770695995' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/115500544770695995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/115500544770695995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/08/first-day-on-new-job.html' title='First day on the new job'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-115431095693534854</id><published>2006-07-30T21:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:47.061-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate people</title><content type='html'>Well, this weekend was just plain awful! However, I did get some good news on Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get off work on Friday and decide to go grocery shopping (as I didn’t have to work at Homo Depot) and I got lots of frozen meals because I only have about 25-30 mins through the week when I have to close at the depot. I came home and was putting up groceries when the phone rang. It was the HR department from Covenant Health and she offered me the job I had mentioned earlier. Of course, I took the job! I start on August 14th and am looking soooo forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then things started going downhill from there. I had a couple of friends over to watch TV and just hang out. I had 3 vodka/waters and had a little buzz but was no way drunk. They left around midnight and I went to bed and fell sound asleep. Sound asleep for an hour and a half when I was awakened by terrible stomach cramps. I barely made it to the bathroom before…well it was ugly…let’s just say that. From 1:30am until 6:00am Saturday, I used 1 roll of toilet paper. Needless to say, I had to call in sick Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a little better as I still had an upset stomach but no major attacks of where I had sprint to the toilet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is now official…I HATE PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going along the lines of the thresd Ukrocks posted on OT about little pet peeves as people were going through the checkout lane. Well, I know have my list of things that bother me about people visiting the paint department at your local Homo Depot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*If you get something off the shelf and don’t want it…put it back where it belongs. This doesn’t mean to take it 3 feet down the aisle and push something else out of the way to place said item where it don’t belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*If you put something in your buggy from another department and decide you don’t want the item. DO NOT LEAVE IT IN THE PAINT DEPARTMENT! I am responsible for finding those items and returning them to the department they belong and tonight I found a broom, mop, clothes hangers, floor tiles, a 2X4, garden hose and an American flag. None of these things belong in the paint department and I don’t want to clean your fucking mess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*When looking at the spray paints be sure to place the can back in the carton it came out of. This doesn’t mean to pick up the can, push the carton back, and then place the can in front of the carton. I have to find those and straighten them out as wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Tonight was a perfect example of why my patience is being tested here. An elderly lady comes to the paint counter with fliers that she found in front of the concrete treatment products. She said she had some questions…it says here to do these three steps. Do I have to do all three steps or can I leave out a couple? I wanted to ask if she saw somewhere that it said certain steps could be “optional”. But I didn’t, I bit my tongue. However, while she was asking her 10 questions (that she could have found the answer on the flier) 4 customers came to the counter behind her waiting to get paint mixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*When trying to determine what color to paint something, do not come and ask my opinion of the color YOU chose. I do not have the same taste and can’t tell you to paint something one way if you don’t want it. You would be surprised of some of the questions I get asked and for the record…I don’t think a fluorescent purple would be a good color for a dean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just a few and as you can see I got really urinated off tonight. The items that I mentioned were out of another department took me over 30 minutes of the 1 hour I get to close. I had to leave some of the things that were on my to do list because of IDIOTS that I hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is doing well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-115431095693534854?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/115431095693534854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=115431095693534854' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/115431095693534854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/115431095693534854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-hate-people.html' title='I hate people'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-115335441122937693</id><published>2006-07-19T20:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:46.975-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An informal poll...</title><content type='html'>Well, I did it…I started posting over at the other place (OT). I started a thread on Sunday (I think) about that damn commercial about HEADON. That damn thing gets on my last gay nerve. If you haven’t seen the commercial consider yourself very very lucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working my butt off lately. I am really trying to make things work the best I can. I started a part-time job last week along with my full-time job just to try and make some money and get ahead for once. I am now the paint guy at Home Depot. I closed last night and spent 4 hours for the first time by myself. I was a little nervous at first but things went very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO STORIES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I was waiting on a gentleman that appeared to be in his 40s and he had spent some time picking out the exact color he wanted. As I was mixing the paint, I noticed a younger guy (teenager) had come up to the man and was carrying a puppy. The young guy was the man’s son and they were on their way home from picking up the puppy from its family. It was only 6 weeks old (the puppy) and was adorable. I played with the pup for a while, as I am sure she smelled Kahlua on me. Then, Kahlua sniffed for about an hour after I got home because she knew there was a new smell on me.&lt;br /&gt;2) This next story was a little embarrassing at first but I thought I was going to have to help out the good-looking guy. A young couple appeared at the counter with a very attractive red-haired lady with a banging body standing by a Greek looking god of a male figure…I know I almost fell over when I saw him. But, there was something that just didn’t seem right. As time went on, I realized they were in an argument and the lady was getting the best of the guy. I approached the couple and asked if I could help them…the lady said something like “my useless husband would like 2 gallons of this color of paint”. The guy whipped back with “who brings home the money in the house”! Being the nosey ass person I am, I had to ease drop on them and I heard her tell him he wasn’t having sex for at least 3 weeks! I debated on whether or not to write on the paint label, “for a good time call volsfan at 555-5555” (of course using my real number).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Should I use Home Depot to try and get a date with some of the hunky customers that I will be helping out?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-115335441122937693?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/115335441122937693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=115335441122937693' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/115335441122937693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/115335441122937693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/07/informal-poll.html' title='An informal poll...'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-115206418410119865</id><published>2006-07-04T21:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:46.895-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coinage...</title><content type='html'>The fourth of July was very uneventful for my family and me. We cooked out on Sunday for dinner for our little get-together and we didn’t do anything today. I hope everyone had a safe and fun filled holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad and I were talking over the weekend about coins lying around the house. Dad said that he had collected over $40 in change over the last week. It made me think of my coin jar I have in the laundry room as I put all excess change from pockets in the jar. I hadn’t counted the money in a while so I decided to count it today. I have $201 in dimes, nickels and quarters! I didn’t even count the pennies as the bank can use their little counter for that. However, I am in shock at the amount of coins that were here. Do you all have coins that need to be counted?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-115206418410119865?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/115206418410119865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=115206418410119865' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/115206418410119865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/115206418410119865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/07/coinage.html' title='Coinage...'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-115110937114947243</id><published>2006-06-23T20:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:46.815-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A tiny update</title><content type='html'>I took half a day off from work today for my second interview with Covenant Health and things went very well. I have made it to the final two for the position I mentioned in my last post. Wish me luck everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I am not looking forward to Big Bother as much as I have in other years. For some reason seeing these peeps all over again just makes me want to rinse and repeat. What have I got to look forward to? Help here…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to watch the recarp of Americas Got Talent and I am hoping it makes more sense tonight than it did the other night. I have no idea how they are going to judge singers with jugglers but I am willing to see how it plays out…for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all is going well for everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-115110937114947243?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/115110937114947243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=115110937114947243' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/115110937114947243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/115110937114947243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/06/tiny-update.html' title='A tiny update'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-115058559089453643</id><published>2006-06-17T19:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:46.731-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant and excitement</title><content type='html'>Well, summer has hit hard! DAYUM…it got really hot really fast. We are having the typical summer time heat and humidity that the south is known for. I wish I knew of a way of staying cool without sitting in the house all day. Honestly, I can be drench in sweat in about 2-3 minutes of being outside. NOT FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so everyone knows…my job sucks ass BIG TIME. I like the people but the job itself just isn’t what I thought it would be. I applied to about 10 places today (for part-time work) and am looking for another full time job as well. I have a friend that works for Covenant Health and there is a job open that he thinks he can help me get but it is for about $15,000 less than what I am used to making!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really excited about Treasure Hunters starting tomorrow night. WOO and HOO! It looks like an educated TAR and I am looking forward to playing along with the show…see if I can figure out the clues. Are you guys watching?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Bother airs it’s little “preseason” show on Wednesday where we can vote on picking someone/few that will be in the house for All Stars. Where is Roddy and Hardy? I hope my man candy will be there. Who are you guys wanting to be on the show? If Magassholepie shows up my TV will be turned off until she gets booted. I will not listen to her mouth at all this season…just watch and see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Father’s Day everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-115058559089453643?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/115058559089453643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=115058559089453643' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/115058559089453643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/115058559089453643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/06/rant-and-excitement.html' title='Rant and excitement'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-115007674545293667</id><published>2006-06-11T21:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:46.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My weekend</title><content type='html'>I hope everyone had a great weekend…I know I did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night was all planned out with a couple of friends coming over to drink, sit around and have fun. Well, we ended up watching a documentary on HBO titled “Baghdad ER” and we all really enjoyed it. Two filmmakers got a back stage pass to the hospital ER that is located in the green zone in Baghdad. It was an uncensored look at life for the military peeps in Iraq and the injuries they see from all the bombings. It was kinda gory at times but really brought things home for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was another planned outing to one of my bestest friends. My bestest friends’ wife has gone to Florida to visit family and he stayed behind. He invited me over to his house to watch a rasslin show that came on Wednesday night but he tivo’ed. My friend wanted to cook out on the grill and we had steak, shrimp potatoes and broccoli…all grilled and yummy beyond belief! I think I am still full. Some of you may be wondering about the rasslin thing…half nekkid men rubbin all over each other. Need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was actually a nice day as I got up from bed and moved everything to the sofa where I watched the men’s final of the French Open. The match was a great one and the two men were very hott to say the least. After that? I went to my parents for a visit and took Kahlua up to their farm so she could run free for a while and get exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you do this week?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-115007674545293667?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/115007674545293667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=115007674545293667' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/115007674545293667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/115007674545293667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-weekend.html' title='My weekend'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114999792283590466</id><published>2006-06-10T23:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:46.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a freakin dumbass!</title><content type='html'>I finally reposted my blog and look what happened! *kickin myself in the ass*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*WAVES*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114999792283590466?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114999792283590466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114999792283590466' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114999792283590466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114999792283590466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-am-freakin-dumbass.html' title='I am a freakin dumbass!'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114964646053684883</id><published>2006-06-06T22:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:46.484-05:00</updated><title type='text'>June 7th</title><content type='html'>Who has a birthday on June 7th?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhhhhmmmmmmm.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114964646053684883?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114964646053684883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114964646053684883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114964646053684883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114964646053684883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/06/june-7th.html' title='June 7th'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114947003802003412</id><published>2006-06-04T21:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:46.405-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another week behind us</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! I can’t believe another week has come and gone. WHEW! Where does the time go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was something happened to me over the past week that is one of the most spiritual things that I have ever experienced. I really don’t feel like explaining it just yet but I am sure I will get around to it sometime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather over the weekend was great at times and really poor at times. The temps were in the lower 80s and sunny one minute and the next…rainy and in the 70s. Like today, my family and I went out to eat lunch and then shopping. Mom wanted to look for some stepping-stones and we were outside looking at some as one of the darkest clouds ever plops over the sun and it starts pouring! We were almost soaked but made it to the van before too much happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is going. BLAH BLAH BLAH! Actually, it is very slow at the moment and I am working hard to get things going in the right direction. A co-worker spent some time with me on Thursday of last week and gave me some pointers that I will be implementing tomorrow when I have to go back to that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have posted sporadically over to the other place and feel like I might get back into posting some…not back to the way I was posting though. I PM’ed PRE over the weekend and we discussed the diversity training thresd. It sort of got me back into the swing of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell’s Kitchen starts next week and I.CAN’T.WAIT! I really enjoyed the first season and am looking forward to this one. I am sure there be many bleebs and wirty dords throughout. WOO and freakin HOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114947003802003412?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114947003802003412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114947003802003412' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114947003802003412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114947003802003412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/06/another-week-behind-us.html' title='Another week behind us'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114895042053190681</id><published>2006-05-29T20:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:46.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And so the week begins</title><content type='html'>WHEW! Where in the hell did our holiday go? It seems just like yesterday was Friday. URGH…I guess it is back to work we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my bosses’ house on Friday and played poker. He had made dinner as we had shrimp scampi and grilled beef tenderloin. The meal was very tasty and hit the spot. There are 15 people in our company and 9 showed up…the fun 9 ifyouknowwhatimean! I stayed until around midnight and was only the second person to leave. Was that too early?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday rolls around and I was sick. I had a stomach flu/virus that just about did me in. I took some medication that the doctor had prescribed when I got food poison little over a year ago. It settled my stomach and put me to sleep. I slept all afternoon and started feeling better that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family had planned a picnic in a little secluded park in Gatlingburg for Sunday. I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to make it but I did but I didn’t get to eat everything I wanted in fear of it upsetting my stomach. I ate mashed potatoes and a couple of rolls from KFingC…that was really all I thought I could eat without upsetting the ole tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been busy today cleaning the house, car and clothes. The temps have gone from the lower 50s (as highs) to 90 degrees today with hella lot of humidity. I was outside for about an hour and half to wash the car and was completely drenched in sweat by the time I finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a great start to the work week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114895042053190681?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114895042053190681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114895042053190681' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114895042053190681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114895042053190681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/05/and-so-week-begins.html' title='And so the week begins'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114817580678036367</id><published>2006-05-20T21:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:46.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An update on many things</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the delay in updating but it has been busy and I have had a bad case of the blahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAMILY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephew that’s in high school has been playing in the state baseball playoffs over the last couple of weeks. He is going to the same high school that I went to and the baseball team had never made it out of the region tournament. My nephew’s team made it past the region and was one game away from going all the way to the final playoff. They lost last night 4-1 and my nephew hit the home run that was the one run. It was a great run and they had a terrific season. CONGARATS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom has been going to doctors (many different ones) over the past few months trying to find out why her mouth has been so dry that her tongue is splitting open and looking terrible! Friday some test results came back and the doctor has diagnosed her with having Sjogren’s Syndrome. More tests have to be done next week to determine if it is a primary or secondary disease. If it is a primary disease then there isn’t much to do but treat it with medication. If it is a secondary disease then the search begins to find out if she has rheumatoid arthritis (which I don’t think this is it), scleroderma or lupus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my bestest friends has been in Paris for the past week and got home today with a terrible cold. Actually, I think it is something more like strep throat as he is having a difficult time just swallowing (with no food/water in his mouth). I hope he goes to the doctor because he doesn’t need to give it to everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been doing fairly well at work until I had a run of 2 and a half weeks of selling absofreakinlutely nothing! I was beginning to get down on my job and then Thursday and Friday were the last straws…I hit rock bottom and basically did nothing Friday but stare off into space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took last night to really mope and just have a pity party so today I have concentrated on getting things going by staying active and just being positive overall. I went to Wallyworld with my parents, went to eat at KFingC and then cut the grass. I then treated myself to some of my favorite slutty things to do to get me in a better mood (I won’t go into it here but it will be another post later).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT NEXT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am promising myself that I am going to better at getting around the blogs and updating on a more timely manner. I think getting around to the blogs will help with my mood swings and keep my mind off other things that have been bringing me down. I don’t know if my sister will go with my mom to the doctor next week and if not then I will. However, everyone please think good thoughts for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{{HUGS}}} to everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114817580678036367?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114817580678036367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114817580678036367' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114817580678036367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114817580678036367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/05/update-on-many-things.html' title='An update on many things'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114774324552837433</id><published>2006-05-15T21:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:46.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to post a little smooch to everyone and thanks for visiting. I am having a rough time right now as life is kicking me in the ass. I will give a longer explanation and more info later this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* SMOOCH*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114774324552837433?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114774324552837433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114774324552837433' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114774324552837433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114774324552837433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/05/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114678294680335647</id><published>2006-05-04T18:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:46.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I STILL hate Nancy Grace!</title><content type='html'>Just a quick update…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is going ok. I have made a few sales and repairs but nothing major. I have to really work my ass off the next three weeks so I can get a paycheck next month. I still hate people in general. I had forgotten that many people in purchasing/materials management are real bastards and just plain rude! Oh well…part of the job I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my best friends has his 34th birthday party Saturday! The party will be a Mexican themed party with plenty of food (as it is being catered) and drinks. The party is also for his wife who is giving birth to their first child. They found yesterday it is a boy and I am going to try and get the parents to let us all get together after a night of drinking and name the kid. After Mexican food…I can feel Jose being a very popular name. No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahlua isn’t getting as much exercise since I am working away from home and is gaining weight. I am going to have concentrate on putting her on a somewhat diet with some exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAR, Survivor and American Idol roll on with idiots posting at rapid paces over to the other place! The Apprentice forum has almost caught up with the AI forum as far as idiots go…however; I am posting sparingly over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do apologize for not making the blog world rounds as often as I would like…I do read more than I post so if you don’t see me posting it doesn’t mean I ain’t reading. UMKAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nutz? HEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, you ask why the title for this post? Because it really pleased me and made me smile as I was typing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114678294680335647?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114678294680335647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114678294680335647' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114678294680335647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114678294680335647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-still-hate-nancy-grace.html' title='I STILL hate Nancy Grace!'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114634620159355092</id><published>2006-04-29T17:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:45.958-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't like the domino affect...</title><content type='html'>When it comes to housework…I hate the domino affect! Oh, you know what I am talking about, the one thing that leads to another. Well, today has been just that for me and I am tired of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blame my two best friends for this unfortunate event! Last night, my two best friends called to say they were on their way to a bar to get some drinks and wanted to know if I would come visit with them. I refused at first but then I found out they were coming to a bar that isn’t even a half-mile from my house. I could walk home if I had to but that wouldn’t be necessary as I only had a few drinks in like 3 hours. I had a good buzz but nothing major as I came home and slept like a baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get up this morning not with a hangover but dehydrated from hell! So, while making breakfast I drink like a half gallon of water and after eating feel fairly well…all things considered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to spend most of the day just hanging out and rejuvenating myself from a long week of work. Around 11am I am lying on the sofa watching Paula Dean on The Food Network when I get an idea that I will have a Bloody Mary as I have everything on hand to make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get up to go make the drink and open the refrigerator door to get the Spicy V8 juice out and Kahlua (my dog) had snuck up behind me and trips me as I am stepping away from the refrigerator. However, the V8 bottle lid is the only thing that made it out of the refrigerator with my hand. The first thing I think of is to save enough of the V8 to make my drink and I grab the bottle with plenty left. I didn’t notice at the time of the mess the tomato juice had made all over the inside of my refrigerator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After making the drink I knew I had to clean up the mess. A mess that had me take EVERYTHING out of the refrigerator and wipe it down (tomato juice everywhere) and clean the insides of the entire refrigerator. URGH! The only good thing is that I found only one thing molded…a half pack of pepperoni that had fallen out of the crisper drawer and couldn’t be seen until the drawer was removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of hours later with a second Bloody Mary caused me to take a little nap before a late lunch. Now? I am restless. I think I will go to the grocery store.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114634620159355092?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114634620159355092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114634620159355092' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114634620159355092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114634620159355092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-dont-like-domino-affect.html' title='I don&apos;t like the domino affect...'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114591925210861492</id><published>2006-04-24T18:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:45.864-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't like the bitch</title><content type='html'>This weekend, I had some time to get caught up on a lot of my television viewing including the news. I try to watch many different channels to get a more overall view of how things are going in the world around us. Saturday night I came across something that made me almost hurl as I witnessed one of the worst host on televisions (including most reality shows)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was flipping channels and ran across Nancy Fucking Grace. I have no idea who she slept with in order to get a show…hell; maybe she just swallowed but PAHLEASE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone REALLY like her?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114591925210861492?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114591925210861492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114591925210861492' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114591925210861492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114591925210861492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-dont-like-bitch.html' title='I don&apos;t like the bitch'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114541103250470299</id><published>2006-04-18T21:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:45.779-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I was tagged by Puffy!</title><content type='html'>*smooch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Reveal six weird facts/things/habits about yourself and then tag six people.&lt;br /&gt;2. Leave a "You're Tagged!" comment to let the people you have tagged know they have to reveal six things (or the entire blogosphere will explode and it will be their fault).&lt;br /&gt;3. Leave a comment HERE to let me know when you have completed your mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISSION:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I love food of any kind EXCEPT beets and a couple of things I have never tried...I am sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I have had sex on a pool table in the middle of a bar in New Orleans (on Bourbon Street non-the-less). I don't think the pictures have surfaced on the interenet...YET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Because I worked from home for over two years, I have become known as the neighborhood watch person. Now that I have an office job people are not used to not having me to rely on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* My UPS deliveryman has been known to stop and chat just because he wanted to. And yes...he is very good looking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I am going by my real name at work and not the nickname that I have been known for over 38 years AND I don't think I will let my work peeps know of the nickname anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I am with HD in that I like me some ambiguously gay frat boys. *wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tagging HD, UKRocks, LRTony, MTW, Nookie and Sonya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114541103250470299?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114541103250470299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114541103250470299' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114541103250470299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114541103250470299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-was-tagged-by-puffy.html' title='I was tagged by Puffy!'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114540396510001233</id><published>2006-04-18T19:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:45.701-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitch Session Anyone?</title><content type='html'>First off…Easter Sunday! I went to my parents where the whole family gathered for lunch. My sister had picked up a honey-baked ham so all I had to do was cook the vegetables. I had green beans, cream style corn and wilted spinach (just wilted it in skillet with EVOO, garlic and added parm cheese when I plated it). I also made 3 loaves of sour dough bread that turned out scrumptous. Mom had an apple pie and we put ice cream on top for dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one loaf of bread leftover and my sister and I made hoe made croutons with it. I melted butter and infused garlic and onion to give it a very nice taste. We brushed the bread with the butter and baked until crispy. YUMMY! I have been eating on them for two days now. Anyone want some?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work? Is busy as ever. We have a new receptionist and what can I say but she is an idiot. The woman is the biggest tool (or waste of air depending on your view point) I have ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXAMPLE #1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was at the fax machine that is beside her desk in the reception area. The phone rings and at the top of her lungs she screams, “SOMEBODY GET THAT!” Needless to say, no one answered and after three rings she had to stoop so low as to answer it…even though that is her job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXAMPLE #2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a customer that had ordered a microscope from us and I filled out all the paperwork that would allow our distributor to ship the product to its final destination. The paperwork (which is a digital order form which she prints off and fills out the actual paperwork that goes on the boxes…I think she prints them off the computer but we do not have access to it) I filled out made it very clear that the customer was paying for UPS GROUND shipping. The next afternoon I was greeted with an irate customer that had been billed $595 for NEXT DAY AIR shipping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bill was retrieved and she had filled out an AIR BILL that didn’t even have “GROUND” as an option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Television? Nutz and I are keeping the TAR and Apprentice going with Estee. Sometimes I think we are the only three actually watching. What are you watching?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Congrats to JIMBO on his new addition!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114540396510001233?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114540396510001233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114540396510001233' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114540396510001233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114540396510001233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/04/bitch-session-anyone.html' title='Bitch Session Anyone?'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114488299997310644</id><published>2006-04-12T18:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:45.622-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for an update</title><content type='html'>The family reunion went off without a hitch and we had great weather! The weather was in the lower 70s with sunny skies. My family from New York had a blast and plan on coming back in the summer. I am looking forward to visiting them sometime soon as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had totally forgotten my commitment to the other place and the Survivor summary for last week’s episode. I thought about it Monday night and had to do a quick and short version to the summary. It was posted last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Real World summary will be up tomorrow night sometime. I have a lawn to mow once I get off work tomorrow and then write the summary. I would write it tonight but I have TAR at 8pm, Lost at 9pm and then I will not be fit for a summary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off Topic is still off limits for posting for me right now and so glad. The grammar police was out last night in full force and I almost lost my will to hold back. I almost posted a smartass remark that would have prolly gotten me banned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how things going in your life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114488299997310644?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114488299997310644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114488299997310644' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114488299997310644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114488299997310644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/04/time-for-update.html' title='Time for an update'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114450114408547247</id><published>2006-04-08T08:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:45.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big hail is hell</title><content type='html'>Last night? I got skeered! I don’t if you guys heard of the strong storms that passed through Tennessee yesterday but we got hammered for the second time in 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Middle Tennessee had tornados that touched down and caused more than 10 deaths. However, here in East Tennessee we saw strong storms produce hail the size of softballs! Seriously, have any of you ever seen softballs falling from the sky? The hail caused many injuries and car problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the local news stations has been asking for people to send in pictures of the hail and storm damage. The pictures are truly amazing. I have never seen hail the size of some of the stuff they are showing. I will post pics if the station puts them on their Web site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have family in from New York this weekend! Some of may remember me telling the story of how my dad and his cousin got separated when they were 8 years old. Then, after 62 years of not having any contact they were reunited last year…well both families are getting together this weekend to greet and meet. I have been chatting with these peeps online for over 8 months and am looking forward to meeting them all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114450114408547247?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114450114408547247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114450114408547247' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114450114408547247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114450114408547247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/04/big-hail-is-hell.html' title='Big hail is hell'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114420134932603089</id><published>2006-04-04T21:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:45.444-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I got tagged...</title><content type='html'>Lasann tagged me and here is what I came up with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions: Choose a band or artist and answer the questions using only titles of their songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and gentlemen...George Michael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you male or female? “Father Figure”&lt;br /&gt;Describe yourself: "I Want Your Sex”&lt;br /&gt;How do some people feel about you: "Monkey”&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel about yourself: "Praying For Time”&lt;br /&gt;Describe your ex boyfriend/girlfriend: “Freeek”&lt;br /&gt;Describe your current significant other: "Outside”&lt;br /&gt;Describe where you want to be: "A Different Corner”&lt;br /&gt;Describe how you live: " Careless Whisper”&lt;br /&gt;Describe how you love: "I’m Your Man”&lt;br /&gt;What would you ask for if you had just one wish: "The Edge Of Heaven”&lt;br /&gt;Share a few words of wisdom: "Don’t Let The Sun Go Down”&lt;br /&gt;Now say goodbye: "I Knew You Were Waiting”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to tag anyone yet because I have no idea who has or hasn't been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have three more pics from the TAR party...should I post them?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114420134932603089?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114420134932603089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114420134932603089' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114420134932603089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114420134932603089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-got-tagged.html' title='I got tagged...'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114395066087854780</id><published>2006-04-01T23:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:45.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do these guys look familar?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/1600/february061173hu_580x435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/320/february061173hu_580x435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well kiddos...WTF is goin on here? Rumor has it the pic was taken during a premiere party.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114395066087854780?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114395066087854780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114395066087854780' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114395066087854780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114395066087854780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/04/do-these-guys-look-familar.html' title='Do these guys look familar?'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114392954751107442</id><published>2006-04-01T17:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:45.277-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No...this isn't a picture post but thanks for asking</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not updating but I have waited all week for Nookie to send me the pic of our meeting last weekend. I guess her and Mr. Nookie haven’t figured out how to get the digital picture developed yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this week has been just a regular ole day for my family and me! However, I did go shopping today and mom and dad bought me three serving plates! SCORE! Two of the plates are the neatest things as they are tear drop shaped and will nestle together with each other on the table. The most important part is that they were only $3.99 each and they can be used in the oven. I can’t wait to have company over so I can use them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still avoiding the other place and I must say that I am enjoying it very nicely to be honest. I miss some of the peeps and the interaction but nothing I can’t get elsewhere. I do check in from time to time just to make sure nothing major has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t have to write the summary for The Real World this week as batts gave me a much needed rest. THANK GAWD! Actually, this season has turned out to be a much better season than the last 3 or 4 combined. This group is actually fairly grown-up and understands the whole “we have to work for a living” thing that the others had no clue about. I am still waiting for the hotties from Key West to show up but nothing as of yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything going on in your world that I need to know about?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114392954751107442?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114392954751107442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114392954751107442' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114392954751107442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114392954751107442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/04/nothis-isnt-picture-post-but-thanks.html' title='No...this isn&apos;t a picture post but thanks for asking'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114350234678713329</id><published>2006-03-27T18:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:45.159-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Nookies and Vols do dinner.</title><content type='html'>The peep meet went off without a hitch! Nookie called me around 5pm on Saturday and we made plans to meet around 6:30pm for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Nookie and Mr. Nookie at a local Italian restaurant. The Nookies had decided it was very important to have pasta for the pre-marathon meal. There was a 45-minute wait and we decided to leave and go looking else where for our dinner. We moved on down the street a little ways to another Italian place and there was an hour wait there. We then settled in across the street at Cozymel’s. The Nookies hadn’t eaten there and there was hardly a wait so we settled in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered a grilled chicken breast with baked potato and grilled veggies. Mr. Nookie ordered a shrimp pasta dish with Nookie ordering a chicken pasta dish. Both dishes looked deeelish and I think everyone was pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat and talked about you all for a little while and then Mr. Nookie decided it was time to go because they had an early morning on the horizon. I left the Nookies and headed home but not before our server snapped a couple of pics. I look like a beached whale but I guess we will have to wait for Nookie to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW: there have been no news stories of a lost female wondering the streets of Knoxville after the marathon so I am almost certain Nookie is safe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114350234678713329?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114350234678713329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114350234678713329' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114350234678713329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114350234678713329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/03/nookies-and-vols-do-dinner.html' title='The Nookies and Vols do dinner.'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114298245872922053</id><published>2006-03-21T18:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:45.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's almost official</title><content type='html'>Everyone can starting getting gellus! We still have to make everything final but if nothing goes wrong, I will be dining with Nookie and Mr. Nookie this Saturday night! They are coming to town for Mr. Nookie to run in the Knoxville marathon on Sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nookie emailed me yesterday to say that the marathon officials suggested a locally owned Italian place to eat and they want to try and meet up there. I haven’t eaten there in forever and can’t wait. I will try and take pictures to share with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, until then…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE CAN BE GELLUS NOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114298245872922053?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114298245872922053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114298245872922053' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114298245872922053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114298245872922053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-almost-official.html' title='It&apos;s almost official'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114268794889470142</id><published>2006-03-18T08:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:44.892-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A very sad day in Vols' house</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/1600/Smoky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/320/Smoky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoky VIII died of cancer on Friday at his home. Smoky is the blue tick hound mascot that attends all sporting events at the University of Tennessee. He was diagnosed with cancer in 2001 and was given 14 months to live. However, Smoky fought back and survived almost double that forecast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoky VIII was the most successful mascot (on the football side) in school history. VIII saw the team win two SEC football championships and one national championship. Smoky will be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment of silence...please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114268794889470142?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114268794889470142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114268794889470142' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114268794889470142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114268794889470142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/03/very-sad-day-in-vols-house.html' title='A very sad day in Vols&apos; house'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114247355128727394</id><published>2006-03-15T20:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:44.798-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry...</title><content type='html'>For not updating at all this week! I have been busy and just haven't had enough time to make my rounds and update too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to work harder at it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*waves* and *smooch*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114247355128727394?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114247355128727394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114247355128727394' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114247355128727394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114247355128727394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/03/sorry.html' title='Sorry...'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114212465518709707</id><published>2006-03-11T19:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:44.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WHOA! What the heck happened?</title><content type='html'>The weather here today was absofreakinlutely beautiful! The temps were at record highs with an 81! We are expecting the temps to be in the mid/upper 70s tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I do to celebrate? I washed, dried and waxed my car. It actually looks like a car someone would want to drive/ride in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did everyone else have great weather? What did you do with your Saturday/Sunday?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114212465518709707?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114212465518709707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114212465518709707' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114212465518709707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114212465518709707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/03/whoa-what-heck-happened.html' title='WHOA! What the heck happened?'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114178484695015646</id><published>2006-03-07T21:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:44.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am liking this!</title><content type='html'>There are tons-o-things going on in vols world this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is kicking butt and taking names but we are making it! The job has grown on me enough now that I sort of think I know what I am doing after 3 weeks. I still don’t like hateful peeps but the world is full of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting ready to post the second episode summary of The Real World over to the other place but it will have to wait. I keep getting a “server not found” error. Don’t forget peeps…you HAVE to read the summary once it has been posted. YES MTW, this means you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite sports time of the year is getting ready to start…MARCH MADNESS! WOO and FREAKIN HOO! Tomorrow (or today depending on when you are reading this) the SEC tournament starts with UKRocks’ team playing on Thursday and my Vols playing their first game on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The NCAA tournament starts in two weeks and I can hardly sit still waiting on it! I love the tournament and how it all plays out is so dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you all like about this time of year?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114178484695015646?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114178484695015646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114178484695015646' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114178484695015646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114178484695015646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-am-liking-this.html' title='I am liking this!'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114159760513058696</id><published>2006-03-05T17:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:44.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Overdue skin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/1600/scan0002.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/320/scan0002.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/1600/scan0003.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/320/scan0003.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/1600/scan0001.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/320/scan0001.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been way too long for some man candy! There was no skin on the front page. WTF has happened. Which one you like the best?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114159760513058696?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114159760513058696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114159760513058696' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114159760513058696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114159760513058696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/03/overdue-skin.html' title='Overdue skin'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114143150294211770</id><published>2006-03-03T19:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:44.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to do for the weekend!</title><content type='html'>Don't forget to remember to read my Real World summary...I know all of you were waiting on the edge of your seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to other things...I haven't posted over at the other place (OT) in a while and to be honest, I haven't missed it much. I noticed someone started a "librul" thread and HAD to get his kick in to start the thing off. I didn't read it nor did I even listen to what he wanted us to. What does this say about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am going to try and watch something OnDemand. They usually have a couple good documentaries to pick from and that is the mood I am in. The scary part is that I don't even think I want to drink tonight (as I thought I would be in mood earlier in the day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGH! Having an 8-5 BLOWS! HEHEHEHEHEHE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114143150294211770?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114143150294211770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114143150294211770' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114143150294211770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114143150294211770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/03/something-to-do-for-weekend.html' title='Something to do for the weekend!'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114134701142377881</id><published>2006-03-02T19:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:43.848-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TV viewing schedule</title><content type='html'>With the Olympics over it seems the television-viewing schedule is finally getting back to normal for me. I was just wondering what you all were watching? I am watching:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Amazing Race&lt;br /&gt;Survivor&lt;br /&gt;Deal or No Deal&lt;br /&gt;The Real World (loser and idiot that I am)&lt;br /&gt;The Bachelor (just finished)&lt;br /&gt;The Apprentice&lt;br /&gt;American Idol&lt;br /&gt;Lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is about everything or isn’t that enough. What is on your “must watch” list?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW: I have found that most peeps I have to deal with from Oklahoma are not nice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114134701142377881?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114134701142377881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114134701142377881' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114134701142377881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114134701142377881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/03/tv-viewing-schedule.html' title='TV viewing schedule'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114116923891144330</id><published>2006-02-28T18:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:43.755-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumber than a box of rocks</title><content type='html'>Yep, that is me...the dumbest one to have ever posted on RTVW EVER! I mean, WTF was I thinking...I wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Webby emailed me last week wanting to know if I had found a tag team partner for summary writing for The Real World. This isn't anything new as I have tag teamed the summaries for like the past 3-4 seasons. Webby has used me as the point of contact because I think he knows I am trust worthy. Well, I posted a message on the forum looking for someone interested in writing a couple of summaries every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week later and no one responded to the thread so Webby emailed me again to see what I had in mind. What did I do? I volunteered to write every freakin summary for the upcoming season! Granite, I have written dozens of these before and it really doesn't take long to write a summary for a 30 minute show but would someone please have my temperature taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF was I thinkin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I am not worried about writing the summaries but a few of at least make me feel good and read them every now and then...UMKAY?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114116923891144330?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114116923891144330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114116923891144330' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114116923891144330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114116923891144330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/02/dumber-than-box-of-rocks.html' title='Dumber than a box of rocks'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114105985618300569</id><published>2006-02-27T12:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:43.647-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch time</title><content type='html'>I just came home for lunch and ate a ham sammich with some Fritos. I am off to work. You all play fair...specially in that huge thread over there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114105985618300569?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114105985618300569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114105985618300569' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114105985618300569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114105985618300569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/02/lunch-time.html' title='Lunch time'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114074975021792307</id><published>2006-02-23T21:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:43.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The weekend</title><content type='html'>Is almost here. Any plans for something exciting? Me? Nope...I am going to just rest and enjoy a couple days off work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me here about your wild wild weekend plans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114074975021792307?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114074975021792307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114074975021792307' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114074975021792307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114074975021792307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/02/weekend.html' title='The weekend'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114066474735824898</id><published>2006-02-22T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:43.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>College Basketball Interruption</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;GO BIG ORANGE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Congrats to MY Tennessee Volunteers as they defeated Florida tonight to claim the Eastern Division Championship under the first year head coach Bruce Pearl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;GO BIG ORANGE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114066474735824898?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114066474735824898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114066474735824898' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114066474735824898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114066474735824898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/02/college-basketball-interruption.html' title='College Basketball Interruption'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114056437790138363</id><published>2006-02-21T18:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:43.267-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you hooked on something?</title><content type='html'>Carey’s post reminded me of something I have been meaning to bring up a few times now and keep forgetting. Do you all have things that you are addicted to? I guess we all do but do we realize that we really do HAVE to have these things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was unemployed and cooking to make my living I had bad habits. I stayed up late, played online (places I shouldn’t have been) and drank too much. However, those things went by the wayside when I started the job (I know some of you are tired of hearing about my new job so this is about something else!) and new things emerged. Well, actually some things were there but I didn’t realize just how much I relied on doing them every single day. Something I have found that really helps ease the day is the Sudoku puzzles that appear in the paper daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I share an office with a guy that is about my age and we found out on the second day of work that we both enjoy doing the puzzle. Now? We race during lunch to see who will finish the puzzle first. I came home last night and downloaded a puzzle from the Web site and did it while watching The Gauntlet and The Olympics. Do you all like the Sudoku puzzles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I would like to hear about the things you guys do every single day and enjoy doing it. Also, tomorrow or when I don’t have anything to say, I will tell you the story about my soon to be next-husband!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114056437790138363?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114056437790138363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114056437790138363' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114056437790138363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114056437790138363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/02/are-you-hooked-on-something.html' title='Are you hooked on something?'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114048412702802268</id><published>2006-02-20T20:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:43.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting used to it</title><content type='html'>I think I am getting the hang of the new job enough to where I am not falling asleep at my desk around 3pm in the afternoon. I have not taken the new diet pills at work yet in fear that I will scare the carp out of ‘em when I start bouncing off the walls. I may do this tomorrow though because I do get really tired by mid-afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to mention my summary of last week’s The Bachelor over to the other place. If you get a chance go over and read it and tell me how bad it is. I got a response to remind me that The Bachelor is on ABC and not NBC…I prolly won’t change it. Do I care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to venturing out to other blogs the rest of the night between doing laundry and catching up on the Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{{HIGS}}} everyone. Also, if you are bored around 10pm tonight you might like to visit Sonya and I over on the Real World forums!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114048412702802268?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114048412702802268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114048412702802268' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114048412702802268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114048412702802268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/02/getting-used-to-it.html' title='Getting used to it'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114037082111702089</id><published>2006-02-19T12:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:43.068-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey Bun</title><content type='html'>k folks…time to share! My new work mates will be very surprised tomorrow as I am going to surprise them with a cake to nibble on all day. Most of the peeps eat in almost everyday or at least walk down the street and bring it back to eat in the break room. Almost none of them eat breakfast but I am going to make this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAKE:&lt;br /&gt;1 yellow cake mix&lt;br /&gt;4 eggs&lt;br /&gt;¾ cup oil&lt;br /&gt;8 oz sour cream&lt;br /&gt;½ cup brown sugar, firmly packed&lt;br /&gt;Cinnamon to taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLAZE:&lt;br /&gt;1 cup confectioners sugar&lt;br /&gt;3 tablespoons milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix together first 4 ingredients until creamy. Pour half the mixture into greased and floured 9X13 inch cake pan. Separately mix together brown sugar and cinnamon to taste. Sprinkle over cake batter in pan. Cover with remaining half of cake batter. Bake at 325 degrees for 40 minutes. When you remove from oven use toothpick to poke several small holes in cake. Pour glaze over top while still warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taste just like a huge honey bun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114037082111702089?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114037082111702089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114037082111702089' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114037082111702089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114037082111702089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/02/honey-bun.html' title='Honey Bun'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114014570809688428</id><published>2006-02-16T22:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:42.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beaten, battered and bruised...</title><content type='html'>One hella day at the office dudes and dudettes! I am mentally and physically exhausted tonight. I got about 5 hours sleep last night and felt much better starting the day off today than I did yesterday but by 5pm I was drag assing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am going to go back to my colas to get my boost. I had dropped the colas for a diet but with the lack of sleep I am going back to pushing tomorrow. I will wired for sound!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that even though I am tired...it is a good tired! My brain is being challenged in ways it hasn't been in months. Now, If I can just convert that to sales!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO LADY VOLS BEAT GEORGIA...oh wait...they did!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114014570809688428?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114014570809688428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114014570809688428' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114014570809688428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114014570809688428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/02/beaten-battered-and-bruised.html' title='Beaten, battered and bruised...'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-114005084744792309</id><published>2006-02-15T19:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:42.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A few thougts...</title><content type='html'>I hadn’t said anything about something that has been driving me nuts (not Nutz) because I have never had a problem like this before. Saturday, I lay around the house and enjoyed basketball games while it snowed outside. I didn’t sleep well that night but I thought it was because of the fact I didn’t really get off the sofa much all day. Monday night rolls around and I get about 4.5 hours of sleep (not bad but considering I got less sleep the night before I was dragging by Monday afternoon). Tuesday was my class and I was on the go until around 3pm and once I slowed down I got tired but put off going to rest on the sofa until time for bed. I had decided to wait and go to bed when I was really really sleepy…the late news came on AFTER the Olympics went off at 11:30pm before I knew what time it was and I was still WIDE awake. I finally fell asleep for good around 4:15 this morning and was suppose to get up at 6am but I slept in till 6:30am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since Saturday night I may have gotten around 8 hours of sleep total! At work today, I was dragging BIG time around 3-4pm…I got a Coca Cola for some caffeine and that helped until I left around 5:30pm. If I don’t get better sleep tonight I will be a zombie (and not in the good way) tomorrow. Any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have said much but the company I work for sales hospital supplies and services to hospital, walk-in clinics and physicians offices. I have cover 5 states and was wondering if anyone in these states works for or know someone that works in these fields…Wisconsin (Weltek, Nolay, Dragonflies)??? Oklahoma, Indiana, Nevada or Washington (Cyndiamaus or Jimbo)? I am not looking for anyone to actually give me business more than I am looking for someone that could say, “hey…listen to what this guy is pushing”. Hey…it never hurts to ask!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am off to other blogs and don’t know if I will make it to OT tonight but if these states ring a bell with someone you chat with over there please tell them to drop me a red wavy flagy thingy if they can help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, happy hump day everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW: Kahlua waited until the wee hours of VD to give me my present…around 2:17am (but who looked at the clock) Kahlua thought it was very urgent to leap from the center of the bed (barking as loud as she could while in mid-air) and practically bounce off the window a good 3 feet away. She continued to bark (the GET.OUT.OF.MY.DAMN.YARD bark!) so I got up and open the blinds. We were greeted with a really cute beige cat sitting looking at us about 3 feet away! After my heart dropped back into my chest from my throat I opened the door and made the cat go away. Kahlua stood guard another 45 mins just to make sure I was safe from said cat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-114005084744792309?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/114005084744792309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=114005084744792309' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114005084744792309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/114005084744792309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/02/few-thougts.html' title='A few thougts...'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113993998877946585</id><published>2006-02-14T12:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:42.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whew...</title><content type='html'>First lemme say Happy VD everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class is over and I am glad to have that behind. Out of the 10 that took the class 8 of them said I exceeded expectations and the other said I met expectations. I am very pleased with that because not everyone was in the class for the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, I am off to the grocery store to get stuff for lunch the rest of the week. Then, I will be back here studying my training manual for my new job I start tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HUGS*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113993998877946585?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113993998877946585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113993998877946585' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113993998877946585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113993998877946585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/02/whew.html' title='Whew...'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113987876063399739</id><published>2006-02-13T19:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:42.647-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Research and training</title><content type='html'>Well, I spent the entire day working on a class that I will be teaching tomorrow morning. The class is a marketing certificate class in "direct marketing tools". The class is from 9am-noon. Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be here tomorrow afternoon preparing for my new job on Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*waves* to everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113987876063399739?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113987876063399739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113987876063399739' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113987876063399739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113987876063399739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/02/research-and-training.html' title='Research and training'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113976018767802536</id><published>2006-02-12T10:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:42.529-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's heat things up...umkay?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/1600/01-26-b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/320/01-26-b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/1600/01-27-a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/320/01-27-a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/1600/01-27-b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/320/01-27-b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113976018767802536?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113976018767802536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113976018767802536' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113976018767802536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113976018767802536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/02/lets-heat-things-upumkay.html' title='Let&apos;s heat things up...umkay?'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113966673272772802</id><published>2006-02-11T09:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:42.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's snowing</title><content type='html'>At volsfan's house! A cold wintery day is ahead and I am looking forward to it. I like a good snow storm every now and then. We are expected to get 3-5 inches...of snow too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET IT SNOW...LET IT SNOW...LET IT SNOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113966673272772802?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113966673272772802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113966673272772802' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113966673272772802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113966673272772802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-snowing.html' title='It&apos;s snowing'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113957764017635028</id><published>2006-02-10T08:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:42.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The job interviewing process</title><content type='html'>I started the year off by being more determined to find a job and set-up numerous interviews. Some were with companies I was very interested in and others were just to get experience in the interview process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mentioned below, I was offered a sales position at a company that I just felt at home (while interviewing)with. The people were very friendly and it just seemed like a really good fit. Even though I accepted the position I didn’t cancel any interview that I already had scheduled. I wanted to give all the places opportunities and to let me see what else is out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an interview yesterday with a company that I was very interested in because it was a tech company and they deal with the healthcare industry (this is where I have my over 15 years of experience). I thought the interview went well and meeting the VP and the head of HR was a very positive experience. However, red flags started flying once I started putting pieces together of how they are going about the interview process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The company I used to work for has had two mass lay-offs over the last couple of years. Most all of my contacts at that place got the boot just before Thanksgiving. These peeps are considered friends of mine and we keep in touch on a daily basis (these are my lunch buddies). One of the guys that got the boot back in November interviewed for the same position as I did but his meeting was two weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the interview yesterday the VP told me that he had interviews scheduled for two more weeks and it could be another two to three weeks before I hear back from them if I make the next round of interviews. They are interviewing for one position and I am aware of 5 (including myself) people that have already met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very cautious about wanting to advance to another interview because I am very weary of how they are approaching this position. The position is for a product manager for their most popular product and I understand they want to get the perfect fit. However, I have two reservations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Has HR been given enough information to eliminate the people that are not qualified for the position? There is no reason to have a 4-week interviewing process for a position that isn’t considered an upper level management position. IMHO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Is upper level management too controlling and not allowing others to do their job? This is where I think the problem is and tells me that even if I am offered a second interview I may decline. There is no way I want management being so controlling that I have to look over my back at all times wondering if I am doing what they would want me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? Should I entertain the possibility of a second interview or just move on?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113957764017635028?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113957764017635028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113957764017635028' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113957764017635028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113957764017635028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/02/job-interviewing-process.html' title='The job interviewing process'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113949208784947732</id><published>2006-02-09T08:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:42.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I had a peep meet last night!</title><content type='html'>I met with Chuck last night at a local sports bar. We had a good time even though the snow was threatening to cut short the meeting. We had a few beers and shared a red headed slut so things were good! Thanks for everything Chuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, just wanted to say that I had a great time and look forward to having drinks with Chuck in the future! It was great meeting him and just chatting about blogs and the ones we like to visit…I hope to keep in touch with Chuck and look forward to meeting other blog buddies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you all had any blog meets?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113949208784947732?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113949208784947732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113949208784947732' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113949208784947732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113949208784947732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-had-peep-meet-last-night.html' title='I had a peep meet last night!'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113940260978022773</id><published>2006-02-08T07:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:42.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/1600/01-26-a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/320/01-26-a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/1600/01-25-b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/320/01-25-b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/1600/01-25-a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/320/01-25-a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113940260978022773?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113940260978022773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113940260978022773' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113940260978022773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113940260978022773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/02/enjoy.html' title='Enjoy'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113931898211384525</id><published>2006-02-07T08:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:41.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simmering on RTVW</title><content type='html'>I am really urinated off and it just keeps simmering! The other place has gotten my goat this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have batts’ username on MSN Messenger and we keep in touch by chatting about once a week. * shout out to batts * I know he lurks here! So, Friday night we were chatting and I started talking about the upcoming season of TAR. Batts said he would watch and was looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning I get up and start checking all my emails and red wavy flag thingies to find that batts had sent me a flaggy. Batts told me there was a thresd about the upcoming participants and someone had posted a pic of a couple and mentioned me in the text. The poster wanted my input.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scurried off to the TAR forums all excited about the thresd because I hadn’t been to them since last season. So, as I am reading the thresd I come across a post by someone that reads, “I think, despite their queer-looking team photos, that Eric and Jeremy are alpha males.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, how the fuck does one manage to “look” queer? Seriously, I didn’t see the “666” tattooed on their forehead nor were they wearing shirts that read, “FAG”! Also, I don’t know how anyone can tell just by looks if someone is an alpha male.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I alerted the thresd to say that I was offended that one would use those words to describe others. There have been no responses directly to me to explain the usage of the words nor has anything been done to that thresd. The person that posted those words has answered other posts but refuses to give me a response where I questioned what was meant by “queer-looking”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGH! Saddens me while also making me so mad I want scratch out someone’s eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113931898211384525?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113931898211384525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113931898211384525' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113931898211384525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113931898211384525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/02/simmering-on-rtvw.html' title='Simmering on RTVW'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113923294508429768</id><published>2006-02-06T08:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:41.797-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I got the job!</title><content type='html'>I found out late Friday that I got the job! I start the new position next Wednesday and will enter a 2-week training session. I guess my time around RTVW and here will be limited at best for at least those two weeks. I will have to update and post on RTVW after hours…that isn’t a bad thing I guess but will take time away from my norm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I posted a message over that the other place but also wanted to share it here because I feel this is more personal than the open forum there. Just wanted to keep you guys updated!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113923294508429768?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113923294508429768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113923294508429768' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113923294508429768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113923294508429768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-got-job.html' title='I got the job!'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113908029907371925</id><published>2006-02-04T14:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:41.687-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TAG: You're It!</title><content type='html'>I got tagged by the Nutz and here are my answers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four jobs I've had:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Reupholstered car seats&lt;br /&gt;2. Sales rep&lt;br /&gt;3. Product Manager&lt;br /&gt;4. Marketing Manager&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four movies I can watch over and over:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Against All Odds&lt;br /&gt;2. Interview With A Vampire&lt;br /&gt;3. It’s My Party&lt;br /&gt;4. Dawson’s Crack (no that isn’t a typo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Places I have lived:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Blaine, TN&lt;br /&gt;2. Rutledge, TN&lt;br /&gt;3. Greenville, SC&lt;br /&gt;4. Knoxville, TN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Shows I love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Amazing Race&lt;br /&gt;2. Survivor&lt;br /&gt;3. Big Bother&lt;br /&gt;4. Lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four highly-touted TV shows I detest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Medium&lt;br /&gt;2. Alias&lt;br /&gt;3. The Office&lt;br /&gt;4. My Name Is Earl (doesn’t even make me chuckle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four books I'd recommend to anyone, anytime:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stranger At The Gate&lt;br /&gt;2. Interview With A Vampire&lt;br /&gt;3. I, Tina (If you haven’t read it…don’t make fun of it!)&lt;br /&gt;4. The Da Vinci Code&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four places I have vacationed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Oahu, HI&lt;br /&gt;2. St. Martin (part of 7 day cruise)&lt;br /&gt;3. New Orleans, LA&lt;br /&gt;4. Miami, FL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four of my favorite dishes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lasagna&lt;br /&gt;2. Pizza&lt;br /&gt;3. All Mexicans&lt;br /&gt;4. Bar B Q Pork Loin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four sites I visit daily:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. RTVW&lt;br /&gt;2. Blogger&lt;br /&gt;3. Hunk Video&lt;br /&gt;4. Comcast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four places I would rather be right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;2. South of France&lt;br /&gt;3. Isles of Greece&lt;br /&gt;4. Spain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm tagging:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Boo&lt;br /&gt;2. Sonya&lt;br /&gt;3. UKRocks&lt;br /&gt;4. HD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113908029907371925?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113908029907371925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113908029907371925' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113908029907371925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113908029907371925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/02/tag-youre-it.html' title='TAG: You&apos;re It!'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113898443700972559</id><published>2006-02-03T11:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:41.567-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Flustrated</title><content type='html'>A combination of frustrated and flustered is how I feel today. I may have gotten an hour and half of sleep last night and not to mention I had an interview today that lasted as long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, the VP of sales for the company I have been interviewing called to say that I had not met with the co-owners and he wanted me to interview with them. Supposedly, I was going to meet with them Monday after my interview but both got called away while I was there and the two want to be part of the decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...I am in another holding pattern until Monday! URGH! THIS IS DRIVING ME CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW. I haven't received any of the trivia stuff. Am I suppose to assume the questions were too tough? Do I need to give hints?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113898443700972559?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113898443700972559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113898443700972559' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113898443700972559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113898443700972559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/02/flustrated.html' title='Flustrated'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113884832320447239</id><published>2006-02-01T21:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:41.481-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Overdue smut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/1600/01-23-a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/320/01-23-a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/1600/01-22-a.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/320/01-22-a.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/1600/01-22-b.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/320/01-22-b.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't number 1 just yummy? What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113884832320447239?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113884832320447239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113884832320447239' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113884832320447239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113884832320447239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/02/overdue-smut.html' title='Overdue smut'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113882031499169742</id><published>2006-02-01T13:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:41.362-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Suntrust will be losing a customer soon (I hope)</title><content type='html'>I am so upset I could bite a nail. I gots to vent here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[rant] Back in the mid-90’s I was dating a guy that worked at Suntrust bank and he talked me into moving my banking accounts to them. As a result (of the dating), I refinanced my house through Suntrust as well. In 1999, I had some things that had to be upgraded and fixed around the house so I took out an equity line of credit with them as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to fill you in on some things, I have a friend in the lending industry and he runs my credit at least once a year and it is excellent. I have never been late on any major payment of any kind since I bought my house (1992). All of my house payments and equity payments are paid online and usually paid a day or two in advance to the due date…not the “pay this amount after” date. BEFORE THE DUE DATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I had paid the equity line down to a very small amount and over the summer again thought I would take from the equity line to pay off bills that had higher interest rates and just do things around the house. I didn’t max it out but it was close. We are talking less that $10,000 total. Since then, the amount of the loan payment is about $105 a month more than it was previously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I pay all of my bills online that will allow me to pay and the equity line is one of those accounts. Keep in mind…this is a Suntrust loan using Suntrust as a bank account that is paying off the loan. My payment was due on January 18th…14 days ago. I didn’t update the loan amount (it just slipped my mind) in my online banking account so Suntrust was short paid by $105.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know my uncle died last Friday and I was pretty much consumed with that over the weekend. However, I noticed that I had received numerous calls from an 804 area code on Saturday that matched a couple of calls that I had received last Wednesday and Thursday (6-7 days after the bill was short paid). I was just getting out of the shower this morning and the same number appeared on my caller ID so I answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man on the other end of the line was a representative from Suntrust that demanded to know when I was going to make a payment and for how much. This hit me so hard that I started shaking I was so upset…I could understand if they had not been paid anything or if I had been a bad customer. Furthermore, there is enough money in my checking account to pay off the entire line of credit! But yet, it was important for them to demand a payment immediately. I would hate to be a bad customer for them. I still don’t understand why they didn’t approach me with saying they were going to remove the dollar amount from my checking account if they didn’t get a payment by a certain date. The man demanded an amount again and I hung up on him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, once I find a new job and get my finances flowing at a better rate Suntrust will no longer be my banking company! [/rant]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113882031499169742?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113882031499169742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113882031499169742' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113882031499169742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113882031499169742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/02/suntrust-will-be-losing-customer-soon.html' title='Suntrust will be losing a customer soon (I hope)'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113875368963166708</id><published>2006-01-31T19:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:41.245-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's trivia time in blog land!</title><content type='html'>Let’s have some fun…UMKAY? I think almost all of my regular posters (except Chuck and some friends IRL that don’t have blogs) are members of RTVW and I was wanting to have a little fun and see just how much you know of the place we all love to visit. Since it is early evening on Tuesday, I will give everyone until Friday afternoon to get your answers posted here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to use the search engine (I can’t use the damn thing!) to try and locate the answer. You may want to keep/save links in a document in case we have disagreeing information. I have saved where I found the answers and will share that with anyone that thinks we have different answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to use these ten questions for round 1 and will do more research for a second round next week. I say let’s do this once a week over the next month and then the four peeps with the best results will advance to a run-off to see who knows the mostest. Syren emailed me information that I am going to incorporate into future quizzes and want to THANK HER in advance for sharing the information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how it will work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will give the forum that the info can be found unless the question is to identify a specific forum. Most answers will be a specific person but doesn’t always have to be but I think I will specify what I am looking for. Feel free to post your answers and discuss as the week goes along. If you have any questions about exactly what I am asking…feel free to inquire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s start with the easiest one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to number this one because it is so easy but what is the most well known real name that is made fun of over on OT? It isn’t Rory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mystery forum:&lt;br /&gt;1) What forum did I post the infamous “perfectly popped popcorn” thresd and how many posts did it receive before getting locked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OT:&lt;br /&gt;2) Who likes Frosted Mini Wheats, Apple Cinnamon Cheerios and Crispix? This one may be tough to get so if there appears to be problems I will give hints later.&lt;br /&gt;3) Who am I describing? She has 2 yorkies (or did at the time of the post), favorite color is purple, married an opera singer, was on Wheel of Fortune and wanted to be a sportscaster.&lt;br /&gt;4) What current posters have been to Nova Scotia in which they both have family that live there?&lt;br /&gt;5) Who started the “pudding” frenzy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real World/Road Rules forum:&lt;br /&gt;6) Who is a regular in blog land to post on the RW/RR forums and isn’t Arkie, Knockers and myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Survivor forum:&lt;br /&gt;7) I_AM_HE posted a picture of Boston Rawb in the Bashers forum and it was a photo shop of (Rawb) as a cartoon character with another character beside him. Who are the two cartoon characters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Bother:&lt;br /&gt;8) Someone called Amy “Miss Trailer Park Trash 1998” in an official summary. Who was it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) The Amazing Race:Who nicknamed Adam during his season of TAR and what was the nickname? The answer may surprise you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's have fun and enjoy! Good luck to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WILL ACCEPT ANSWERS BY PM (at the other place) OR BY EMAIL. I WOULD PREFER PM BUT IF YOU HAVE MY EMAIL ADDRESS...HAVE AT IT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113875368963166708?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113875368963166708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113875368963166708' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113875368963166708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113875368963166708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-trivia-time-in-blog-land.html' title='It&apos;s trivia time in blog land!'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113866106041275376</id><published>2006-01-30T17:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:41.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all over but the crying or celebrating</title><content type='html'>Well, I had my third interview this afternoon with a company that I would really like to work for! I think all of my interviews went very well with no *oh shit! I should not have said that!* moments. I hit it off with the V.P. of Sales and he would be my boss so I am really hoping to have good news by the end of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please send good thoughts/ideas/prayers my way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I will work on the trivia game for OT tonight and tomorrow. I want to make sure I get a good mix of questions. Thanks for the interest everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113866106041275376?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113866106041275376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113866106041275376' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113866106041275376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113866106041275376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-all-over-but-crying-or-celebrating.html' title='It&apos;s all over but the crying or celebrating'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113858841951667516</id><published>2006-01-29T21:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:41.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone up for a game?</title><content type='html'>It has been a really rotten weekend and I am ready to get back to fun and games. Are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking of coming up with a trivia/scavenger hunt for the RTVW site and was curious if you guys would be interested. I spent some time this weekend lurking out in the archives and came across tons of funny stuff that I had forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone want to test your knowledge of the other place? If enough peeps want to do it I will try and come up with a “prize” for the winner and get the questions together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An example question could be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With whom and how did I (we) countdown to our 2K posts (simultaneously) in OT?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113858841951667516?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113858841951667516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113858841951667516' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113858841951667516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113858841951667516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/01/anyone-up-for-game.html' title='Anyone up for a game?'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113841443298004174</id><published>2006-01-27T21:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:40.847-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A weekend post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/1600/Falls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/320/Falls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture was taken yesterday by a friend of mine while he was hiking and I thought it was beautiful! It takes me to a very care free place and I need it this weekend. Just thought I would share the pic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113841443298004174?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113841443298004174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113841443298004174' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113841443298004174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113841443298004174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/01/weekend-post.html' title='A weekend post'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113837168392167733</id><published>2006-01-27T09:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:40.704-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank goodness yesterday is over!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was not a good day! I wasn’t in much of a good mood anyways but things started going downhill fairly early. One of my best friends called to say that his wife had miscarried their expecting baby. She was 9 weeks along and they were so looking forward to having a baby…right now they are just coping with the loss the best they can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom called mid-afternoon to inform me that nurses were removing the IV that my uncle has had for over the last month or so. I don’t know if you guys remember but I have an uncle that has been in and out of the hospital many times over the last 6 months and they (the doctors) don’t think he will get much better. He is 84 and lived a long life and I just hope his last days here are not in suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s hope today is much better for all involved and I also want to WELCOME Alec to the world of blogging! As you can see his site has been added to my links section and I am sure he will bring some more cutie pics in the future. WELCOME ALEC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETA: Well, it didn't get any better! My uncle passed away this morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113837168392167733?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113837168392167733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113837168392167733' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113837168392167733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113837168392167733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/01/thank-goodness-yesterday-is-over.html' title='Thank goodness yesterday is over!'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113828740103222175</id><published>2006-01-26T09:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:40.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I don't understand</title><content type='html'>I pride myself on keeping up to date on things but there are some things and jokes I just don't get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Color me confused today...but I stay confused so I don't know why I am surprised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113828740103222175?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113828740103222175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113828740103222175' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113828740103222175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113828740103222175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/01/things-i-dont-understand.html' title='Things I don&apos;t understand'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113824194411458462</id><published>2006-01-25T21:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:40.501-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Does anyone like?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/1600/01-20-b.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/320/01-20-b.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/1600/01-20-a.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/320/01-20-a.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/1600/01-20-c.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/320/01-20-c.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/1600/01-20-d.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/320/01-20-d.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/1600/01-20-e.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/320/01-20-e.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really works wonders for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113824194411458462?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113824194411458462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113824194411458462' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113824194411458462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113824194411458462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/01/does-anyone-like.html' title='Does anyone like?'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113819797081608967</id><published>2006-01-25T09:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:40.245-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast</title><content type='html'>Could someone please explain to me why I had a 6" cold cut combo sammich from Subway for breafast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, does anyone want new smut pics posted?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113819797081608967?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113819797081608967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113819797081608967' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113819797081608967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113819797081608967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/01/breakfast.html' title='Breakfast'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113813381365315520</id><published>2006-01-24T15:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:40.071-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I went with the yellow tie</title><content type='html'>And thank goodness I did! I went with a dark blue suit, light blue shirt and a yellow tie. The guy interviewing me? He chose a dark blue suit, light blue shirt and a solid red tie! We would have been twins…so thank goodness I chose yellow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am suppose to hear last this afternoon or tomorrow if I make the cut for the third round of interviews.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113813381365315520?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113813381365315520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113813381365315520' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113813381365315520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113813381365315520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-went-with-yellow-tie.html' title='I went with the yellow tie'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113811142191518093</id><published>2006-01-24T09:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:39.859-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have the blahs</title><content type='html'>I’m not in a bad mood and not in a good one either. I have the blahs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very busy day yesterday and feel like I just wasted the time I had free. Last night was one that I really wish had just fallen off the face of the earth. Seriously, I would have been better off sticking my thumbs up ass and humming My Heart Will Go On! Or is that “worms up my ass”? I get them confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today? I have an interview at 2pm with a company that I think is owned by my old boss. I can’t find out from anyone if it is for sure his company but I guess I will find out in a few hours. Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will look very snazzy because I bought a new shirt and tie yesterday. Actually, I bought two ties and can’t decide which one to wear…you know it is all about the power tie. I will wear a dark blue suit, blue shirt with a power tie. Should I wear the red or yellow tie? The yellow tie has blue stripes and is one of my favs but I do like red ties as well. What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113811142191518093?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113811142191518093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113811142191518093' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113811142191518093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113811142191518093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-have-blahs.html' title='I have the blahs'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113796055841941906</id><published>2006-01-22T15:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:39.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The sex tapes</title><content type='html'>It seems like everyone that is someone now has a sex tape scandal. Seriously, have you heard about the Colin Farrell sex tape? Last week a Web site went up advertising the tape for download and it didn’t take but a couple of hours until Colin’s attorneys got involved and the site was taken down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin claims that the video was taken with consent by his then girlfriend and himself but that the video was to never be made public. I guess they decided to film themselves as part of the allure of the sex itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward a few days and pics of Colin are being posted on one of my favorite message boards (not that board but one you could easily find if look closely). There is one of Colin standing and his whole body is in the frame with a face shot. He has a shaved head with a go-t. And yes, his golf equipment is there in all its erect glory. It is of good length but nothing that would make you gasp and swoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have been thinking of why would Colin break-up with the lady and not either force her to do away with the video or give him the original with her promising there were no copies made? If Colin truly doesn’t want the video to go public then why would he even risk it? Makes no sense to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yesterday I found a link to download the complete 13-minute video for free and I did. It was ok as the video is shot by Colin while the sex acts are taking place so it is “jerky” at times and sometimes not centered. There is one point when he is giving her oral sex and she is holding the camera and that is really the only time you can see Colin. I watched it twice and deleted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now…who out there has a tape of themselves “in action”?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113796055841941906?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113796055841941906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113796055841941906' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113796055841941906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113796055841941906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/01/sex-tapes.html' title='The sex tapes'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113789916472639316</id><published>2006-01-21T22:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:39.405-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WOO and freakin HOO</title><content type='html'>Let me slow the train down for a few so I can celebrate! My University of Tennessee Vols beat the previously unbeaten and ranked second in the country Florida Gators in basketball! This is the biggest win for us in over 5 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOO and freakin HOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113789916472639316?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113789916472639316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113789916472639316' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113789916472639316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113789916472639316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/01/woo-and-freakin-hoo.html' title='WOO and freakin HOO'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113785066442697686</id><published>2006-01-21T08:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:39.221-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The mechanic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/1600/scan0003.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/320/scan0003.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/1600/scan0005.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/320/scan0005.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/1600/scan0006.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/320/scan0006.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/1600/scan0002.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/320/scan0002.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you really have to ask why I posted the third pic? WHEW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy Red Dobie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113785066442697686?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113785066442697686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113785066442697686' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113785066442697686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113785066442697686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/01/mechanic.html' title='The mechanic'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113779342337352614</id><published>2006-01-20T16:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:38.949-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The finale of my dating life</title><content type='html'>From the point I realized what was going on and thinking that I had just witnessed D dying there were others around me but I was on my knees sitting beside the car holding D’s hand. The next thing I knew the ambulance and police had arrived and cleared the area. The police were asking me questions and all I could do was stare through their eyes and see emptiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little town we lived in is such that everyone knew each other and someone had called D’s mother and she arrived at the accident. This part of the whole ordeal was a complete hell to have to suffer through. D had crossed the yellow line and basically hit head-on by the dump truck. The truck had hit his brakes but there wasn’t enough time and it was as if D had no idea he was going to get hit. The truck basically pushed the motor into the front of the car and D was pinned in. The accident happened closely to 2:30 in the afternoon and he was not taken out of the car until after 6:00pm. That was the tough part knowing there wasn’t anything we could do but stand there and glare at all the lights and listen to the noises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the shock wore off of what had happened, I started the process of trying to deal with the tremendous amount of feelings I was going through. The toughest part wasn’t going to the funeral but dealing with his family. They all wanted to talk to me when they found out I was the first person to him and his mother had many questions. The only thing I could tell her that would give her any comfort was that I didn’t think he suffered at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The police determined that a car was turning into my neighbor’s driveway and D must have not seen the car stopped to turn in and thought he would miss the car by getting in the other lane of traffic. They speculated he didn’t see the truck and I have to say this is the only thing that really made any sense to me at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the funeral over it was time to move on with my life but I had a tough go for a while. I couldn’t stand turning into the driveway because there were stains from the accident months later. I had always wanted to be in sales for the company I worked for at the time and put in for a sales job. I knew this would take me to some other part of the country and would get me away from everything that reminded me of him and our time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of the year, I got a job in sales covering the entire state of South Carolina. I was in a place that I knew no one and I felt as if I were starting over. In South Carolina I made friends with my neighbor that was gay as well and we had some time to just go out and have fun. The apartment complex had what they called “rock parties”. The complex had moved these huge rocks in front of each of the 8 buildings and the peeps that lived in that complex were responsible for drinks/finger foods for one hour and then we would move on to the next one. It was a day long party that really helped ease the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In late 1990, I was approached by my company with a position I could pass up. I was offered a product manager position back in Tennessee and I thought about it for a weekend and decided I could return but I didn’t want to go back to the small town I once lived. One of best friends at the time needed a roommate and he brought one of his friends to help me move back. The friend? The UPS guy I dated for 5 years…however we didn’t start dating right away and it took me a while to get back into the dating scene (about 2 years to be exact).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that relationship I was ready for some fun and no drama so I took about 2 years to just go out and party my ass off. I think I did a good job of it and lost many brain cells in the process. At a party I met the attorney that I mentioned in my first post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the story of my dating life except for one-night stands I have been getting into over the last couple of years. I have found that I really don’t want the drama attached to many gay men and their unstable lives. I am not saying that all gay men are this way but damn it seems there are more (as a percentage) than drama in straight relationships. But maybe that is just from my point of view.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113779342337352614?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113779342337352614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113779342337352614' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113779342337352614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113779342337352614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/01/finale-of-my-dating-life.html' title='The finale of my dating life'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113776605304971009</id><published>2006-01-20T09:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:38.815-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's smut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/1600/01-19-b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/320/01-19-b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/1600/01-19-a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/320/01-19-a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As you can tell...I really like this guy. I have a busy morning and afternoon ahead. I have to take mom to the doctor at 2:15 and will be back to post my follow up to "my story". I may not be able to post until late afternoon (4-5 o'clock) but I will post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enjoy the skin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113776605304971009?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113776605304971009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113776605304971009' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113776605304971009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113776605304971009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/01/todays-smut.html' title='Today&apos;s smut'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113771683777532184</id><published>2006-01-19T19:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:38.678-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I got busy</title><content type='html'>This afternoon and then lazy so I didn't finish my story. I will later but I am sure you guys are tired of all that reading anyways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't spend too much time over at the other place today but I don't know if I am happy with the changes. Will have to let it play out and see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113771683777532184?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113771683777532184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113771683777532184' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113771683777532184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113771683777532184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-got-busy.html' title='I got busy'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113768371342628922</id><published>2006-01-19T10:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:38.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a little smut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/1600/01-18-b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/320/01-18-b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/1600/01-18-c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/320/01-18-c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/1600/01-18-a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/320/01-18-a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To help make the day better. Seems there are some weird things going on at the other place and I thought some man candy would help out. Does it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113768371342628922?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113768371342628922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113768371342628922' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113768371342628922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113768371342628922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/01/just-little-smut.html' title='Just a little smut'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113762522159168857</id><published>2006-01-18T17:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:38.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My story part 3</title><content type='html'>AAAAHHHHH 1984 and my senior year in high school was a good time that went by so fast it made my head spin. I started dating a girl that was going to a rival school and D was dating a local whore that I didn’t care for. It wasn’t that I was jealous, as you will see in a few minutes because I was getting what I wanted and then some! However, she was a girl that really got around and I never understood why/what D saw in her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bar was set high on the very first double date and we were determined it would be this way every time and would strive to make it better in the future. It was a Friday night and we headed off to the football game (in my 1979 dark blue Trans Am complete with eagle on the hood!) in the small town of the school. After the game we decided to go somewhere, park and make out. We did this for about an hour and then we took D’s girl home first and then my girl was next because she lived about 20 miles away in the opposite direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D would spend the night with me after our double dates and the night always ended up the same way! The first double date was also my first time to lose my anal sex virginity. As HD has informed everyone there are tops and bottoms and with this experience we took turns. The feelings between the two of us just went off the charts as we laid in each others arms for about an hour afterwards and didn’t say a word just lying there looking up at the ceiling. I finally broke the silence with a, “WHEW! That just rocked my world!” and D’s response was, “We are going to have to go on many double dates in the future!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The double dates continued and I think this is where the jealous girlfriend started to suspect something was going on with D and I. D told me one time she asked if we had made out or had sex before and D denied it but after he told me this the relationship with the local tramp went downhill. She was always cordial to me but she wasn’t cheerful at times. She knew though that if she were to remain with D she would HAVE to put with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These types of things continued after I graduated high school and started to college. However, during my first year in college D and I had a few arguments over the whore and our relationship became strained because he wanted to date her and she refused to be around me. One time I was out just riding around and I knew that D and her were at D’s house so I decided to drive by. D lived on a cul-d-sac so I went into the neighborhood and the whore obviously saw me go by and she ran out of the house flipping me off while screaming obscene names. This and other things that we didn’t agree on caused us to go our separate ways towards the end of 1985.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also around this time that I broke up with the girl because she said that I spent too much time playing sports and being with my friends. So, she told me I could either date her or have my friends and sports. To this day, I haven’t missed her one time! We were good friends but in the time we dated we never had sex and I think she knew about D and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the next year and half in mourning as my one time “always with me friend with benefits” continued to date the wicked bitch of east Tennessee. In the summer of 1987 (my junior year in college), D appeared at my house just out of the blue. He was in tears and was telling me that he could not believe he allowed her to destroy something that he considered to be the best thing in his life! I was in shock and didn’t know what to say or do. D stayed at my house all night as we talked until the sun came up. We were talking about our lives over the last few months and D was finally convinced that I still had the same feelings for him as he did for me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that point we were back on track and we started doing the things we used to do and just acting silly. I look back during this time and just think of all the good times and all the silly things D used to do. I remember one time we were outside playing basketball and we were playing one-on-one and I was beating him pretty good and he jerks his “golf equipment” out of his shorts and says, “If you beat me at this game you ain’t getting this later on!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast-forward to the night of March 22nd 1989 and D appears at my house with a bag of Doritos and a movie and says, “Let’s have some fun!” We sat around and munched on the chips and watched the movie he had brought (it wasn’t porn and we didn’t have sex) and he left with a hug and a kiss on the cheek. This was very strange for him because I can barely remember any time he ever kissed me on the cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I was working a half-day and then leaving with some other friends to drive to Western Kentucky to watch the Lady Vols play in the Sweet Sixteen round of the NCAA tournament. The day started out foggy and a few drizzles but it cleared up around lunchtime and was very cold as I recall. I went home and got ready for the trip and called D just to check in to see how things were going. I woke him up at around 1pm and I found this strange because he is a morning person. He told me he had to go the video store and then he was going to help his uncle that was building a house. I told him I was going to leave around 2:30 and would call him the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 2:25 on the afternoon of March 23rd my friends arrived at the house to pick me up. As we were getting in the car to leave we hear a terrible noise and we knew it had to be a wreck (we couldn’t see the road from the house as it was off the road a bit). As the road started coming into sight I remember screaming to stop as I could see that D’s car had just been flatten by a hug dump truck! I ran to the car in tears and not really knowing what to say or do. When I reached the car D was slumped over the steering wheel and I took my hand to pull on his shoulder. D fell back and had a horrified look on his face as I watched him take his last breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this has been a long post let me wrap things up with one more post on how I handled the entire situation that was a life in ruins (or so I thought)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113762522159168857?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113762522159168857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113762522159168857' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113762522159168857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113762522159168857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-story-part-3.html' title='My story part 3'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113752588787497722</id><published>2006-01-17T14:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:38.307-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The high school years</title><content type='html'>From the meeting in the hospital waiting room, my life would be changed forever! I had no idea just how important that moment in time would be and really didn’t realize the biggest part of it until I starting thinking back to write this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summer of ’79 was spent getting to know almost every aspect of each other’s lives. We truly became one as we hardly ever did anything separately. I remember at one point our parents actually asked us to start doing things with them as a family and to cool it a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the next couple of years we managed to get more of a grip on the friendship and enjoy other friends as well. Fast forward to my sophomore year in high school (1982) as my hormones began to kick in and the sexual fantasies really started! During this year in school D played football and I played basketball and we started making other friends and meshing them into our own little group EXCEPT one guy that D refused to let the rest of us be friends with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a guy (I will call T) on the football team and was the smallest person on the squad. The times I was around him, I always got the feeling he looked at me as “the other” guy and wasn’t too friendly. One night when D spent the night with me he told me that T wasn’t too vocal about his feelings as far as what he thought of me but he told me that T was jealous of our friendship and he (T) wanted the same type friendship with D as I had with him. D was very open about not wanting that to happen because D told me we had too much in common and lived through too much for change to occur. This was the first time I ever realized just how important D was to my life and happiness. It was a big thing for D to talk this way and something that I was really pleased with as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first night that D showed any type of affection for me. We had our chat in the early evening and we had rented videos to watch but we had planned on staying up all night to watch them. I will never forget the way it all happened and how innocent we were but how good it all felt. We were watching “Journey To The Center Of The Earth” and we were both sitting on the sofa. It was fairly warm weather because we both had on shorts and t-shirts and as the movie progressed D kept moving closer to me until finally our legs were touching. D slowly moved his hand to rest on my leg and I was shaking so much I thought it would show but I reached down and grabbed his hand. We sat there the entire movie holding hands and every now and then D would reach over with his other hand and gently stroke my hand in his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing sexual happened between us until the next year (1983) when D was spending the night with me again. He was all excited that his mom let him buy bikini underwear and he surprised me as we were getting ready for bed and comes out of the bathroom wearing them! To be honest, the look really took my breath. Here this drop dead gorgeous guy is standing in the middle of my bedroom in bikini underwear and I was speechless. I remember him saying, “Well, what do you think?” At this point in time I had already decided that I wasn’t going to hold back anything and I said, “Do you really want to know?” He said, “Sure!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep in mind that I had already gotten out of the bathroom and was in bed under the covers wearing my typical “tighty whities”. As D stood in the middle of the room, I slowly removed the covers to reveal just how excited I was. I looked at him and said, “Does that answer your question?” He didn’t seem surprised at all and I was very happy to give up my virginity that night or at least my oral virginity. We played around with each other with hands going everywhere until I felt his warm wet lips and I just about jumped out of the bed. I was having feelings that I had no clue existed or could exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This scene played out numerous times through 1983 and I was head over heels in love before I knew what being in love was. D seemed just as in love as I was but we didn’t really talk openly about our feelings. This was the year that D and I talked about keeping our little “thing” secret as we would both try and find girlfriends to help “keep it under cover”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The T issue never went away but he did remain friends with D. I always suspected that something was going between the two but I don’t think it was. However, it was during 1983 that T’s house burned and they lost everything in the fire. I felt so bad for him and his family. I remember I gave the family $100 that I had made re-upholstering car seats (this is how I made money through high school and college).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up: My senior year, totally losing my virginity, jealous girlfriend and the end of “my story”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113752588787497722?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113752588787497722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113752588787497722' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113752588787497722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113752588787497722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/01/high-school-years.html' title='The high school years'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113750400659580364</id><published>2006-01-17T08:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:38.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Man candy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/1600/scan0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/320/scan0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/1600/scan0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7678/1868/320/scan0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying on track.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113750400659580364?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113750400659580364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113750400659580364' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113750400659580364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113750400659580364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/01/man-candy.html' title='Man candy'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18973285.post-113744708082742197</id><published>2006-01-16T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:47:38.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am entering the "how we met" world</title><content type='html'>I know everyone is doing it or at least has done it so I am going to throw my hat into the ring with the “how we met” story. My story is a little different on many levels and I hope you will bear with me while this plays out (as this is going to be more of "my story" type deal and not just how we met). I have been in love 3 times in my life and I feel like I grew so much with each of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last relationship was with an attorney that lasted about 3 and half years. He was very needy and something I wasn’t too happy about but he was fun to be around and we had a great time together. Another thing I didn’t like is that he had too many hang-ups when it came to sex (he only liked to masturbate with hardly any touching between us). Anyways, he got a job in Memphis and moved away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second relationship I had lasted more than 5 years and prolly the most stable of the three. He was/still is a driver for UPS (unbelievable percentage of sisters) and been with them for years. A mutual friend introduced us and we hit it off immediately. In the end, he started getting very jealous and that lead to the end our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not told this story, in its entirety, to anyone. Friends in my life have come in and heard bits and pieces or just highlights but I will be letting you all in on a big aspect of a relationship that molded me to believe in how I do today. It made me grow up in a hurry and let me see the good/bad/ugly in life way too soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started when my dad was ill and had to be hospitalized when I was 13 years old (even though this is a long story I will try and get it told in 3 shorts). Dad had surgery to remove 12” of his colon due to some polyps that had been found. The surgery went well but dad was hospitalized for a couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My third cousin on my mom’s side of the family came to visit the hospital and he brought his second (and new at the time) wife. After meeting, the wife told me that her son was in the waiting room and was about my age. I thought this would be a good way to get out of the hospital room and talk with someone to get my mind off things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got off the elevator and looked around the waiting room and saw only one guy about my age and he had a cast on his left arm. I walked over and introduced myself and he told me his name. I will just call him D. D had broken his arm playing football at school during recess. This was a couple of weeks into summer break in 1979, D had turned 12 in the fall and I turned 13 the week after we met. We sat in the waiting room and talked about what we liked and found so much in common. We were both just getting all giddy learning about each other and how we were going to be starting school in the fall. We also realized that we would be riding the same bus and were planning to sit together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember thinking about how good looking D was but knew deep down that I would never be able to do anything about it as I was a very shy guy and had no idea how D would respond to anything like that. D was always a little taller than me and had a tight body that goes with being a quarterback on a football team (the only sport he played). You all know the type…a butt you could eat breakfast off of (well, maybe I did but that smut will have to be in a later post)! He had dark hair and skin with greenish/blue eyes that just about made me melt looking into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We exchanged telephone numbers and I went back to my dad’s hospital room. I couldn’t wait to get home and call him later that night. I remember being so giddy that I could barely sit still and was looking forward to getting to know more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole process of remembering has brought back so many feelings and things that I thought I had lost. However, just wait until we encounter a jealous girlfriend, jealous friend and you won’t believe our double dates!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18973285-113744708082742197?l=volsfanot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/feeds/113744708082742197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18973285&amp;postID=113744708082742197' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113744708082742197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18973285/posts/default/113744708082742197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volsfanot.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-am-entering-how-we-met-world.html' title='I am entering the &quot;how we met&quot; world'/><author><name>volsfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04276711415959031808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
